#draw brain not working so hot lol

[twstinginthewind]

👨‍👨‍👦‍👦do you have any family? What's your relationship with your family members?

I'm curious about this for the merry men!

I feel like I cheated on Jon's reply but I felt bad keeping it so long.....

[akkivee]

i…………………………… tried………………………………..

[quasieli]

Yay I'm drawing something thats actually making me feel good. I think drawing Fitz has been really good for me cause their lines and curves just scratch that good itch in my brain. Also gender, they are incredibly gender and I'm living vicariously through them

[angstandhappiness]

DUDE

same teacher, different lessons

transcript

[icypopz]

bathing with them ♡

↬ request from anon ; Hiiii may I pls request the love and deepspace boys with a reader who loves taking baths with them??

↬ notes ; rafayel, xavier, zayne x gn!reader

↬ from ice ; ice active era?! jk we all know i'm lying atp HAHAHA but here's my annual post which is also my first post for LADS :> i changed the prompt a bit but i hope u enjoy !

↬ warning(s) ; tiny spoilers for rafayel's backstory, xavier's is like microscopically suggestive

please reblog ! it helps a lot :)

[ rafayel ! ]

rafayel absolutely adores taking baths with you, even though he loves to tease you about being too clingy (he's actually the clingy one, but he'll never admit it for the world). he loves just chilling in the bathtub with you, especially on winter nights where he'll pull you closer in the hot water, complaining that "i need more warmth! protect me from the cold, miss bodyguard!"

he would get playfully annoyed when you joke about wanting to see his mermaid tail when he gets into the bathtub, scolding you about how lemurians also have powers to lure humans in and he'll be doing that to you if you don't get in the bath with him "right now!" also rafayel doesn't really like rubber ducks, he says it's weird that humans like to put toys like that in the water when they could just go swim in a lake if they wanted to see ducks. but! he does love bubble baths, he loves to put the bubbles in your hair, and when you make a beard for him with the foam, he finds it the cutest ever.

rafayel definitely has like several hundred bottles of soap, shampoo and conditioner in varying scents, claiming that their fragrance was so inspiring he just had to buy all of them. (the truth is, he wasn't sure which one you'd like so he just bought everything.) it's really helpful for when you stay over at his place though, you don't have to worry about packing a vanity case because he keeps everything ready for you, from your favourite toothpaste to a spare toothbrush. he also loves seeing you wrapped up in a towel, he thinks you look so adorable.

more content utc !

[ xavier ! ]

xavier isn't picky, he doesn't mind using either a bathtub or a shower, but after you visit him a couple of times, you definitely tell him he should use the shower instead. he always ends up falling asleep while he's soaking in the bathtub! he definitely loves showering with you though, he'll always do stuff like scrub your back or help comb through your tangled hair without you needing to ask. but it's almost impossible for both of you to bathe quickly, because you always end up getting distracted. who can you blame you though? it's not your fault xavier is so muscled from all his training!

xavier is the type who showers in freezing cold water, but he's willing to compromise if you don't like that. he ends up realising that hot water is more fun because he gets to write silly messages and draw hearts for you on the glass since it gets fogged up from the steam. also xavier's brain would totally crash the first time he showered with you, it would be that one tender night card all over again except better LOL. he's just that obsessed with you, you're the prettiest person with the best personality he's ever seen!

xavier would be one of those guys that has like the '10-IN-1! SHAMPOO, CONDITIONER, SOAP!' soap bottles. it's not that he isn't bothered about hygiene, he just finds it a lot simpler to use one single bottle for everything, and it evidently works for him since his skin is so clear and his hair is so fluffy. but ever since you've started staying over, xavier takes note of your favourite soaps and stocks up on them (especially after you tease him for that pitiful bottle of soap in his bathroom - he's the type to squeeze out every single last drop of soap from the tube so the bottle definitely looks like it has been through The Horrors).

[ zayne ! ]

zayne would usually prefer showering over bathing usually, because he's used to maximising time for work in his schedule, so he likes everything in his personal life to be extremely efficient. but once he starts dating you, that does kind of change. on days where he doesn't have to rush into work for urgent cases, or nights after a hectic day, he enjoys relaxing with you in the bathtub - it's a little slice of heaven for him to have you pressed up against him in the warm water.

zayne likes using his evol to tease you while you're showering. though he isn't usually a playful person and his humour is quite dry, the intimacy of being in such close proximity to him makes him act up a little LOL. so when you ask him to soap your back or anything like that, he'll purposely make his fingertips cold so you shiver when he touches you. "zayne!" you'll scold him, and he'll just let out a soft chuckle before doing what you actually asked him to.

zayne would just have the bare minimum essentials in his bathroom, but i also think he would be the type to buy in bulk so he only has to go out shopping once in a while. this way, when his soap runs out he can just get a new bottle from his cupboard. he likes going into his bathroom and seeing little traces of you all over the room, like your toothbrush in his cup or your favourite soap on his shelf - it makes him happy because it's like a reminder of you even when you aren't there.

✧ thank you for reading ! if you have a request, feel free to send it in 🌠

© icypopz 2024. do not repost or modify in any way.

[covenofagatha]

Two professors and a student (Part 5)

Word count: 3200

Warnings: 3k works of pure smut, fingering, oral, strap on, blow job, squirting, overstimulation, vibrators, probably missing something lol

You can barely breathe by the time you reach their bedroom. Even though you just had an orgasm, you are still desperate for more. 

Seems like they are, too. 

The door is thrown open by Agatha, who clearly doesn't care what it hits and she points you to the chair in the corner of their spacious room. 

Wordlessly, you obey and go sit. You vaguely feel like a child who just got put in time-out. Rio enters shortly after and Agatha grabs her waist and pulls her into a kiss, just as hot as the one from downstairs. You whimper and rest your hands on your thighs, resisting the urge to touch yourself. You can be good. 

Agatha pushes Rio down onto the bed and they work together to get her pants off. 

“Now I’m going to show you what Rio likes,” Agatha says, looking over at you for the first time since Rio came into the room. “And if you can be our good little student and pay attention and make her cum, we’ll reward you. Sounds good?” 

You gulp and shift your weight in the chair, nodding eagerly. Your fingers fidget against your legs. Agatha doesn’t miss the movement, because of course she doesn’t, and grins.

“And one more thing. No touching yourself,” she adds and your jaw drops. “Don’t pout, baby, it’s not a good look on you.” 

She angles Rio on the bed so you can see her fully and pushes her legs open. Even from where you are sitting, you can tell that she has soaked through her underwear. 

“Fuck,” you whisper under your breath, so desperate to feel her, to taste her. 

Agatha has to peel them off her and then she tosses them over her shoulder without even looking. They land squarely in your lap and you have to take a deep breath to collect yourself before you can reach down and touch them. 

There’s enough wetness that you’re able to collect some on your fingertips and without thinking, you raise your hand to your mouth to taste. You instantly moan and want nothing more than to taste from the source. 

But Agatha has got that covered for now. You watch transfixed as she bends down and licks up Rio’s slit, swirling her tongue when she reaches her clit. Rio gasps and you’re afraid you might be dripping onto the chair. 

“Agatha,” she moans and entangles her fingers into the older woman’s dark hair. 

Agatha slides a finger into Rio while flicking her tongue against her clit and you clench around nothing. You are positively aching at this point and want nothing more than to touch yourself. 

But you want to be their good girl, so you dig your fingertips into the upholstery so hard you think you might be tearing into it a little and fight the urge to grind against the seat. 

Rio’s legs are starting to clamp around Agatha’s head so Agatha practically wrenches them apart so you can see even more. She turns back to look at you for a second, face glistening with Rio’s wetness. 

“She likes when you’re rough with it,” Agatha says, smirking as your jaw slackens. “Scrape your teeth against her clit and fuck her hard with two fingers.” 

She does just that when she focuses back on Rio and Rio’s back arches off the bed, a loud sound escaping from her mouth. Your head lolls back against the chair but your eyes never stray from the two of them. You think a single touch to your clit could make you cum right now. 

“Agatha,” Rio chants, hips bucking against her face, trying to draw her fingers in deeper if possible. You can tell Agatha is hitting her spot just right based on Rio’s gasp with every thrust. You’re squirming now, the ache inside you becoming painful now.”Fuck, I’m going to cum.” 

It’s those words that remind you of listening to them have sex over the phone. The memory of hearing her say it then, and now watching her say it, overpowers your brain and you lightly skim your fingertip against your clit without thinking. The featherlight touch is enough to make you moan involuntarily because of how sensitive you’ve become and the instant you do, you know you’ve fucked up. 

It’s like time slows down. Agatha stops what she’s doing to Rio and they both turn their eyes toward you, nasty smirks on their faces. You yank your hand away from your cunt, heartbeat racing. 

“What did I tell you, baby girl?” Agatha purrs. 

“I’m sorry,” you say lamely. “I couldn’t help it.” 

“Come here,” she orders. You obviously obey. Agatha roughly grips the back of your neck and bends you over the bed so your face is only a few inches away from Rio’s pussy. She takes off your dress and your underwear, throwing them somewhere across the room. “You’re going to show us if you were even paying attention or if you were just thinking about yourself.” 

You’re almost vibrating with need and you nod eagerly. Agatha leans over your body and you get goosebumps by how it feels. 

“I’m going to spank you ten times for breaking the one rule I gave you and you better make her cum before then,” she whispers dangerously into your ear. “Understand?” 

“Yeah,” you breathe, already dripping with anticipation. She pulls away and you miss her body heat against yours. She rubs your ass in preparation and you grab Rio’s thighs and haul her to you. You don’t spare any time before licking up her slit hard. Her hand flies down to grip your hair just as the first slap comes. 

You groan, the impact pushing you further into Rio’s pussy and you hear her whimper at the resounding vibration from your sound. You’ve never felt more turned on in your life. 

“One,” you hear Agatha say behind you and you reach your hand up so you can fuck a finger into Rio. Her walls instantly bear down around you and she is so wet and hot. You could die right here, right now. 

You begin to thrust and curl your finger, tongue swirling around her clit, when the second spank hits. This time, your reaction is more controlled and you keep focusing on giving the other woman pleasure. Rio clenches around your finger and her hips are grinding on your face, trying to get more from you. 

Three and four follow soon after. 

“Better hurry up, sweetheart,” Agatha taunts, cupping your pussy to collect your wetness and you almost stop because it feels so good. This time, when she hits you, the sound is a wet smack. You can feel the stickiness when she removes her hand. “Five.” 

You pick up the pace with Rio. Your jaw and wrist are starting to ache and your ass is burning, but you wouldn’t dream of stopping. 

She spanks you again and this time, it’s rougher than the ones before. You gasp into Rio’s pussy and her fingers tighten in your hair. You can tell she’s close. 

“Six.” 

You slide a second finger into Rio, curl them hard, and scrape your teeth roughly against her clit, like Agatha said she likes. 

Rio cums around her fingers with a loud moan, riding them and your tongue through her orgasm. Agatha is chuckling behind you, soothing your ass with her hands. 

“Good girl,” she says, impressed. Rio has gone limp and you can hear her breathing hard. Agatha pulls you back up by your hair and turns you around to kiss you filthily. She sucks on your tongue, moaning at the taste of Rio. Her hand comes up to wipe your cheeks, but instead of cleaning you, she just smears Rio’s juices even more all over your face. “Open.” 

You made an O with your mouth and she shoves two fingers inside, fucking your mouth. She presses hard on your tongue. 

“Such a slut for us,” Rio says and you nod your head around Agatha’s fingers in agreement. 

“Here’s the deal,” Agatha says, pulling her fingers out of your mouth with a pop. “I told you that you had ten spanks and you made her cum in six. So as a reward, those extra four will be orgasms.” 

Your eyes widen. You’ve never cum that many times before consecutively. And you already came once downstairs. You know better than to ask if that counts toward the four, though. 

“Rio, do you want a turn with her?” Agatha asks the woman now perched up on her elbows on the bed. 

“Yeah,” Rio says hoarsely. She climbs over to you and pulls you in for a breathtaking kiss. When she pulls away, Agatha is laying against the headboard, legs open, eyes beckoning. 

You know what she wants you to do. Just like her dream. 

You get on the bed and crawl on your hands and knees until you’re in front of her and then turn around so your back is against her front. Rio situates herself and pries open your thighs. She laughs at how wet you’ve become and bends down to lightly blow on your pussy lips. The air makes your hips jump. You know it won’t take long for you to cum at all. 

And then her tongue is on you and you keen embarrassingly loud. Agatha’s lips find the expanse of your neck and suck, fingers coming up to roll your nipples. Your head falls back and hits the headboard, hands clasping onto Agatha’s thighs and nails digging into the skin. 

“Fuck,” you swear, the stimulation overloading you. “Rio.”  

It doesn’t take much more for you to cum with both of them touching you, especially considering how wet you had been. Rio doesn’t even give you time to come down before she thrusts two fingers in you and your back arches off Agatha’s chest. 

“Fuck, oh my god,” you babble as she mercilessly fucks you, Agatha laughing and biting the juncture of your shoulder and neck. 

You cum again in less than two minutes. 

This time, she slowly pulls out of you and you sag against Agatha, who presses a kiss to the side of your forehead. 

“That’s two,” Rio says, gleefully grinning up at you. “Halfway, doll.” You huff out a breath and close your eyes for a second. Your clit is throbbing with sensitivity. Agatha reaches down to press against it and you jerk in her arms. 

“Can’t,” you whine pathetically. “Too much.” 

“Oh, baby,” Agatha coos in your ear. “You should’ve thought about that before breaking the rules.” 

Rio rolls over on the bed to open the nightstand. She pulls out a vibrator and a dildo attached to a harness. Despite how spent you are, you clench around nothing at the sight. 

“Which one do you want first, doll?” She asks, motioning between the two toys. 

“The strap, please,” you whimper, shakily pointing. Rio’s face lights up in obvious delight and you feel Agatha shift behind you, gently pushing you forward so she can move. You watch, rapt with attention, as she undresses and steps into the harness. Rio helps her and kisses her hotly. 

“Get it ready for me?” Agatha whispers and Rio sinks down to her knees automatically. Your jaw falls open as Rio engulfs the strap-on in her mouth, head moving up and down the length. It’s one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen in your life. Agatha moans like she can feel it and guides Rio with a hand on the back of her head. When she deems it sufficiently wet, she pulls Rio off and climbs back on the bed. 

She resumes her position against the headboard and pats her thighs. You wearily sit on her lap and she holds your hips and helps you grind against the strap-on. 

“You’re going to be a good girl and ride me, okay sweetheart?” 

You nod and position the tip at your opening. Her hands rest on your hips as you slowly drop down her length, pausing when you finally bottom out. Your breath comes out in stutters because of how full you are. Rio straddles Agatha’s legs behind you and reaches around to rub at your still-tender clit. It makes you more comfortable and you begin to slowly move up and down, getting comfortable with the fullness. 

The two women do barely little to help, Agatha choosing to recline with her hands behind her head and watch you appreciatively, and Rio thumbing at your clit with one hand and toying with your nipple with the other. 

It doesn’t take long for you to get tired though. The toy is perfectly hitting every spot in your pussy but your bounces become shorter and shallower as you try but fail to pick up the pace. 

“Can’t, Aggie, please,” you beg, slowing down and opting to simply roll your hips against her. 

“Poor baby, you need us to do everything for you, don’t you?” She asks, hands coming back to stroke your thighs. Even that small touch adds stimulation. It feels like your whole body is a tight livewire about to explode. 

“Please,” you whine and she and Rio lift you off the strap-on. It falls out of you with a wet plop and you can see it glisten. You feel empty. 

Agatha moves her hands to your hips and helps you turn over so you’re on your hands and knees. She rubs your sore ass and then slides the strap-on up and down your slit, getting it even wetter. 

“Beg,” Rio says, coming to sit in front of you so your eyes are on her. Agatha dips the tip inside you and then pulls it out almost immediately. You feel tears prick your eyes. 

“Please, Agatha, please fuck me,” you whimper. Rio grabs hold of your hair and pulls it tightly. 

“I know you can do better than that.” She looks behind you and you imagine Agatha smirking at her. 

“Need to be fucked so bad, please, please, I want your cock in me, need you to fuck me so well,” you ramble, more words spewing out of your mouth but you’re so far blissed out you don’t even know what you’re saying. Rio nods and Agatha pushes in. 

You fall forward onto your elbows and let out a loud moan as she stretches you out again. Your head falls down and your walls clamp down on the toy. “Fuck,” you cry. She sets a relentless pace from the beginning, her hips making a sound every time they bump against your ass. Rio grabs your throat and squeezes, taking all the breath out of your lungs. She drags you into a kiss like that, never removing her hand. Agatha’s finger swipes at your clit and combined with her fast strokes and Rio’s tongue in your mouth, you cum all over her cock in no time. You’re practically sobbing with pleasure at this point. 

And you still have one more. 

Agatha stays inside you until you finally come down and then she slowly pulls out. Her soothing touches to your lower back make your stomach warm despite your worn-out state. Rio gives you one last kiss and pulls away. 

“You okay, baby girl?” She asks gently. 

“Yeah, just a lot,” you answer weakly. 

“Do you think you can give us one more?” 

You know that you can say no and they’ll stop. But this has been the best sex of your life and you would happily spend the rest of your days in bed with them. You think this is what you’ve always wanted. 

“I can do it,” you affirm, voice sounding more confident than you’d expected. 

“You know,” Rio starts. “Agatha hasn’t cum yet. And doll, since you did such a nice job eating me out earlier, I think it’s only fair that Agatha sits on your face while I make you cum one last time.” You moan at the thought and nod eagerly. 

Agatha smirks and turns you over so you’re laying down, back on the bed. You know you must look like a fucking mess. She moves over your body and before she puts her pussy into your waiting mouth, she pushes strands of sweaty hair out of your face and says, “Just be a good girl for me and let me use you, okay?” 

She doesn’t have to ask twice. You open your mouth and stick out your tongue and with a genuine smile, she drops down onto your waiting mouth. She is so fucking wet that the entire bottom half of your face is practically coated with her already. 

You hear the buzzing from the vibrator and you tense in anticipation, but nothing could prepare you for when Rio holds it against you. 

You buck up so much Agatha is almost thrown forward and you don’t think you’ve ever moaned so loudly. Rio began with one of the higher settings and it’s so intense. Tears fall from your eyes as Agatha grinds even harder on your face and Rio is unwavering in pressing the vibrator to your clit. Noises and gasps fall out of your mouth without you even realizing and you think it must be making the woman on top of you feel amazing because her rhythm starts to stutter and she’s getting louder. 

You think you might be cursing but it’s hard to tell with the toe-curling vibrations and Agatha’s pussy in your mouth. You don’t think you are capable of forming a single coherent thought right now. Your legs are thrashing, your hips are jumping, and you think you might pass out from this. 

“Please,” you hear, rather than feel, yourself say. Your orgasm is approaching, but this time, something feels different. There’s a tension building up in your stomach and it vaguely feels like you have to pee. 

Rio leans over to suck your nipple into her mouth and presses the vibrator even harder against you and you cum explosively with a cry, which triggers Agatha’s orgasm. Rio keeps the toy against you and you have to physically close your legs and pull away because the stimulation hurts. 

Agatha climbs off your face and you look down at Rio, who is literally covered in wetness, wearing a smug grin. 

“What–?” You ask, not really sure of the words. 

“Have you ever squirted before, doll?” She asks and your mouth falls slightly open. You shake your head. You didn’t even know you could do that. “I bet you’ve also never cum that many times either?” Another head shake. 

“You did so good for us, baby,” Agatha says, hand cupping your face and leaning down to chastely kiss your lips. “How are you feeling?” 

“Tired,” you say. “Wanna sleep now.” 

“Let’s get you cleaned up and into some clothes and then we can go to bed, okay?” Agatha being soft warms your heart and you lean into her touch. 

“Okay,” you agree happily. Rio brings over a washcloth and gingerly cleans your pussy off, smirking the tiniest bit at your wince. Agatha helps you into an oversized purple T-shirt and a soft pair of underwear. 

“Do you need anything else?” Agatha asks softly. You shake your head in a state of complete blissfulness. She presses a kiss to your forehead and Rio pulls the sheets over the three of you. 

With you in the middle and both of them draping a comforting arm over you, you fall asleep faster than you ever have. 

[hyewka]

I just read your public vibrator gyu. GOOD LORD I NEED A TYUN ONE, but like in the car where the both of you were supposed to go on a late night drive and every time the stop lights go red, the vibrator goes into its highest setting this goes on until poor little tyunnie is sobbing and needs to fucked dumb in the car PLS PLS PLS I NEED IT I NEED IT SO BAD I take one look at tyun and my brain immediately goes "I need to fuck him"

im obsessed with usually composed subs that get bratty when you start to push and push, taehyuns perfect for that lol

idk why but him specifically in work business attire, tie perfectly adjusted, black framed glasses propped up as he stirs the wheel with one hand is sooo attractive but whats even more attractive is getting him to lose his shit when hes not supposed to. i know this isnt exactly what you asked but i think an enemies with a fuck buddy situation going on would be sooo hot here, so easy to get him agitated

he shifts in his seat like it’s nothing when you turn it up a notch. “really?” he scoffs incredulously, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. “you’re gonna try that again?”

you twirl the lollipop between your fingers, not even looking at him. “focus on the road, taehyun,” you say, sounding almost bored.

he barely reacts. barely. but you catch it from your peripheral vision-- the way his jaw clenches, how his fingers grip the steering wheel just a little too tight. he’s pretending—he always pretends like he can handle it, like he’s composed, but you know better.

first red light. you turn it up, and he immediately jolts in his seat, biting his lip so hard you think he might draw blood. “s-stop… i’m trying to drive—are you insane?!” he grits.

“and doing such a good job of it,” you chuckle, leaning over to trace a finger along the line of his tie. "i'm just dying to know how long you’ll last like this.”

“fuck off,” he growls, but the effect is ruined when his hips jolt as you poke at his crotch. the gasp that escapes his lips is so sudden, so embarrassing, you can’t help but grin.

“what was that?” you tease, poking him again, watching his body spasm. “can’t handle it, can you? poor tyunnie.”

it's pissing you off slightly that taehyun's still holding onto that facade, eyes focused straight ahead like he’s actually going to make it through this. he's making this tougher than your patience allows.

the light turns green, and he slams on the gas a little too hard, jerking the car forward. you snort, watching his legs tremble under the strain. “you look so pathetic. can’t even keep it together on a simple drive. how’d you even get your promotion acting like this?”

“s-shut up—” he tries to snap back, but he's barely holding it together. you hate admitting it, but he's so god damn attractive it drives you up a wall. he keeps adjusting his tie and his eyes keep glancing around the road. he’s a mess, glasses slipping down his infuriatingly perfect nose and all.

next red light. you crank it up again. taehyun’s head drops back against the seat, his chest heaving, hips bucking helplessly as he lets out a low, broken moan. “shit—please, stop, i c-can’t—”

then, as if giving in to the desperate haze clouding his mind, his hand shoots down, fingers fumbling at the waistband of his slacks like he’s going to jerk himself off right there.

before he can even start, you smack his hand away, hard and fast, making him gasp and look at you with wide, desperate eyes.

“bad, bad boy,” you chide. “don't you dare touch yourself, keep your hand on the wheel.”

he stares at you, incredulous, his breathing heavy, but he’s too wrecked to come up with a response.

you tug on his tie, pulling it tight against his throat. "bite down."

taehyun surprisingly doesn’t hesitate, sinking his teeth into the tie, his moans muffled as he tries to grind down into the seat, his hips moving on their own.

when he starts driving again, your finger circles his crotch, enjoying the taste of the artificial sweet cherry flavor on your tongue (and of course, how loud he's shamelessly being). “you act like a brat at work because you like being put in your place outside of it, right? no wonder you’ve been such a pain lately. guess this is what you’ve been wanting all along.”

he chokes on his own breath, a strangled noise escaping him, his cheeks flushing red. spit starts to drip down his chin, wetting the tie he’s biting down on. you roll your eyes. "disgusting."

third red light. you turn the vibrator to its highest setting. his body jerks violently, a sob ripping from his throat as he slams the brakes, forehead resting against the wheel. “no, no, fuck, fuck—i c-can’t—”

you reach over and slide your hand down, palming the hard length of his cock through his pants, feeling the wet spot where he’s already leaking. “so fucking wet for me,” you murmur, your fingers pressing into him, making his hips jolt. “you’re such a fucking mess.”

he’s sobbing now, still biting on his tie, completely ruined, tears streaming down his cheeks as he begs, practically shaking in his seat.

you just smirk, watching him unravel. “poor thing,” you coo, leaning closer to his ear. “so desperate to cum, but you don’t deserve it, do you? look at you, sobbing like a little bitch.”

“plthse,” he slurs through the fabric, the words barely audible, muffled and wet. “i’ll b-be good—just lemme cum, plthse—i can’t take it anymore.”

you press harder against his cock, feeling him throb under your palm. “you’re not cumming until i say so,” you whisper, your hand sliding down to cup his balls through his pants, squeezing just enough to make him gasp. taehyun’s hips jerk up, chasing your hand like a dog in heat. “but keep begging. i like it when you beg."

[notherpuppet]

how do you manage to draw SO FAST

it seems to me, while i draw one line, in that moment you draw another piece of art, another page of comics, overthrow the government of a country, make contact with aliens, do you even have time to eat and sleep????

i admire your speed of work, and your artwork in general, and envy you in a good way.

Hi!!

So I'm on summer break, that's a big thing hahaha. I have all this free time because I work in education. When school starts in August, I will be attending grad school whilst working two jobs, so my "prolific-ness" is likely gonna take a total dive (very sad).

I guess I'm trying to take advantage of the free time I have as much as I can. Additionally, all I do is draw now. I have no money (I WORK IN EDUCATION) and it's too hot to go to the park lol.

My schedule rn is pretty much draw draw draw, go on a walk, draw draw.

I used to be pretty addicted to cookie run kingdom and tetris, and when I play video games I get superrrrr invested and can't put a game down until I finish it. So every time I've felt like playing a video game, I just think of drawing as a video game and that's what is keeping me so proactive with it tbh.

Also sometimes--when I'm not feeling as energetic about drawing--I just think to myself "just draw slow as hell fuck it" and i draw nice and slow, but for a long and consistent time. So I end up finishing fanart that way too. In those moments, it feels more like meditation or working on a puzzle than playing a video game.

EDIT: just wanna mention that every drawing takes me HOURS AND HOURS. So it's not necessarily a matter of drawing fast as much as it is a matter of having available time to spend.

INSIGHT INTO MY WACKY BRAIN IDK

[kisseobie]

Can you rank P1harmony on who is most likely to get pussy drunk and why 👀👀

who in p1harmony is most likely to be pussy drunk

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: nsfw obvi (mdni)

a/n: well yes! this is in mtl, so most to least! (although i can see all of piwon as munches that all get pussy drunk tbh..)

༘⋆₊˚ jongseob

might be a controversial take and might be spurred on by a seob work i am currently drafting out but.. fuck it i’m putting jongseob as the most likely to be pussy drunk! i’m just sooo fixated on the idea of him never experiencing anything before meeting you, and just becoming obsessed when his fingers, lips, and cock all make contact with your cunt for the first time.. so eager to please, and the fact that he’s able to draw out waves from you is enough for him to feel pleasure as well. definitely a service dom that can spend hours analyzing each reaction he can pull from you.. when he’s particularly stressed out in the midst of comeback preparations he’s spending his nights lapping at your pussy until all the worrying thoughts dissipate from his pretty head :3

༘⋆₊˚ intak

just a loser puppy bf obsessed with his girlfriend and her glistening cunt :(( he’s sooo desperate 24/7, is always pulling you away from whatever or whoever you’re currently occupied with, just so he can worship you and your pussy. he’s the typa bf to rut his hips against the bed whilst eating you out, eagerness evident in the way he groans into your cunny .. he’s def begging you afterwards to let him stuff you with his dick .. pleading with big eyes and nasty words like “just the tip? please angel, wanna feel you around me” and you’d never admit it to him, but his never-satiated desire to worship your pretty pussy drives you absolutely crazy :( please please rut your hips onto his face and pull his hair when he’s eating you out.. he deserves it!!

༘⋆₊˚ jiung

another hot take but i think a serious little nerdy introvert like ji would have a crazyyyyy sex drive; and an even crazier need to constantly be inside of you. once the pair of you have sex for the first time, it literally alters jiung’s brain chemistry. he’s particularly obsessed with overstimulating you just to witness the familiar frothy white ring of his and your cum placed around his dick every time he lifts your pelvis up and pulls in and out.. literally takes pictures of your pussy like it’s the finest piece of art he’ll ever see, tucking said photos into a locked folder on his phone that he visits quite frequently. is not as vocal about just how pussy drunk he gets, but his actions and stares make it obvious :DD

༘⋆₊˚ theo

now now.. i know people are gonna say yangie should be higher on the list, but personally, i think theo—whilst very much obsessed with eating you out—would get more drunk off of receiving pillow princess treatment? i know most people write him as a service dom but this man is lowkey the brattiest sub to exist in my eyes lol. can see him being greedy as hell. being fourth on this list and leaning submissive doesn’t mean he’s never pussy drunk tho! but i do think it’s less of a trait during sex, and more of a feeling he gets when he’s needy and missing you. i can see taeyang sniffing your unwashed panties and getting off to that like a little perv hehe

༘⋆₊˚ soul

now this was a bit difficult.. and shota is an enigma so it took me awhile to properly place him where he belongs. kind of like theo, i feel like he isn’t really the type to get pussy drunk during sex or foreplay or anything like that. instead, i think he’s just more obsessed with your other body parts and processes, like the way your tits bounce when he’s rutting into your heat, how you clench around his cock when he’s more vocal with you, how your moans eventually morph into little broken gasps. i think my main impression of being pussy drunk is being so obsessed, dazed, and brainless, but i just think soul would be a lot more aware when intimate, and not so easily lost in the sauce as the others lol

༘⋆₊˚ keeho

i can already hear the disgruntled keeho truthers making their way but before yall kill me.. hear me out.. i think of kyo as a hard dom majority of the time, so i really don’t think he would make it aware to you even if he was pussy drunk. i also think making you feel good would be his priority, and he wouldn’t pay much mind to his own pleasure until his girl was satisfied, so i just don’t think he’s got the time and drive to be pussy drunk! he’s on a mission to have you trembling with want, and he can’t really achieve that if he’s drooling with lust for your cunt :/ maybe it’s just the way i characterize him.. but i just think he and shota are more focused on other things during intimacy

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[im-ovulating]

(A/n: The Stoner! Sero brain rot is real)

(I'd say "don't do drugs and stay in school, kids" but y'all aren't supposed to be here so I think all my bases are covered lol)

(Not proofread)

Word Count: 1,352

Summary- The herb might relax him but nothing helps as much as sinking into your hot, wet cunt.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs (Sero smoked beforehand + him and reader smoke towards the end), Pull-out method (use protection ppl, STDs and pregnancy don't seem fun!)

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Stoner! Sero x Fem! Reader: Stress Relief

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From Hanta💕:

'Hey babe, mind if I swing by?'

Read 10:27 pm

It's as soon as your confirmation sends that you hear a knock at your window.

"There's no fucking way…" you mumble, moving to look past your curtains. Sure enough, the lazy grin of your boyfriend is just behind the glass.

"If you had said "no," this would be very awkward," his voice is muffled as he scratches the back of his head with a chuckle.

You slide the window open and yank him inside, ready to scold his recklessness. "What if you'd been caught? My parents would never allow you over again!"

Hanta pulls you in by the waist, "But I didn't~"

"Missed you…" He says, dipping down to kiss you.

The kiss tastes earthy and you immediately know the real reason for his visit. "Rough day?"

His head drops to your shoulder with a groan, "That obvious?"

"With the weed breath mixed with the way you're gripping my ass? Not at all." His hold loosens a bit at the call out, but his hands don't move.

"I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not."

"I never said you had to be," you guide his lips back to yours, backing up until your bed takes your legs out.

Hanta wastes no time following you down. His fingers come up to trace the line of your jaw before tangling in your hair, drawing it back so he can suck marks into the delicate skin. You can't help but to sigh out a moan when he nips at a particularly sensitive spot. "I want you so badly right now, baby…"

"Then have me," you gasp at the cool fingers that are suddenly under your shirt, inching their way up to toy with your breasts.

They stop in their tracks as he pulls back enough to gaze at you with blown pupils. "Oh, I plan to."

His voice is rough with need as he sits up to shed his shirt, exposing him to your ogling. Once his shirt is somewhere across the room, he slides his hands back up your shirt until he can pull it off of you.

You work on your pants and underwear while he watches as more and more of your skin becomes available.

"Fucking hell, babe-" He grips under your knees to yank you down the bed, flushing your hips with his. Hanta leans down to kiss you again, shifting his weight to one hand as the other slides between you to feel the growing dampness between your thighs. "So wet... This for me?"

Gathering your arousal, he brings his fingers to his lips and makes a show of tasting you. The sight of him sucking your juices off of his fingers has you clenching around air, desperate for any relief.

With a *pop*, his fingers leave his mouth; he wipes his spit off on your sheets as you pull him down for another kiss. The earthy flavor of the weed he smoked earlier mixes with your tangy sweetness in a way that has your eyes rolling back and a moan sneaking up your throat. He grinds his hips into yours, letting you feel the prominent bulge beneath the denim.

"Sero Hanta, if you don't fuck me right now, I'm gonna riot, I swear to god-" You tug on his beltloop, getting impatient with all the touching.

"Someone's impatient," He laughs, shaking his head as he stands up, "Don't worry, baby, I gotcha."

Deft fingers unbutton his jeans and slide down the zipper; he shimmies out of them, kicking them to the side along with his boxers and finally freeing his hard length. You reach out, pulling him close as he crawls back over you.

His arm flexes next to your head as it takes on his weight while the other lines the head of his cock up with your slick folds. Slowly, he pushes into you, inch by agonizing inch, until he's buried to the hilt. A guttural groan escapes his lips at the feeling of your tight cunt enveloping him. "Fuck, you feel amazing..."

Your hands grip at his shoulders at the stretch, but your legs eagerly fall apart, allowing him to sink even deeper inside.

"That's it, baby. Open up for me; let me make you feel good."

His calloused hands grip your hips, steadying you as he starts to thrust in long, languid strokes. HIs eyes are hooded with lust as he drinks in the sight of you sprawled out beneath him.

You clamp your hands over your mouth as he picks up the pace, not wanting to be caught. Especially not when you can feel your core tightening, preparing for release.

Hanta leans down, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth as he continues steadily thrusting into you.

Suddenly, he shifts, causing him to brush against you just right; the jolt it sends through you has your toes curling and your hand shooting up to grip his arm, desperate to grounding.

"Oh, my god, Hanta. Do that again," you plead, needing to feel that again.

A wolfish grin spreads across his face, his hips snapping forward again and again, abusing your cunt. "You like that, baby? I've got plenty more where that came from..."

"You feel incredible... so hot and tight around me." HIs thrusts pick up speed, pounding into you with deep, calculated strokes that leave you trembling. He slips his hand down once more to draw tight, little circles on your clit, matching the rhythm of his hips.

Your walls start clamping down, attempting to keep his length inside you as you get closer and closer to cumming. The sudden tightness makes Hanta choke out a groan; it forces him to slow to a grind inside of you. Your hips have started to roll up to meet his thrusts and god, you're so close.

His thumb presses harder against your sensitive bundle of nerves, coaxing you closer and closer to the edge. "C'mon, princess, come undone for me; I wanna feel you fall apart on my cock."

His pace grows more erratic, chasing both of your releases as the coil of pleasure clenches impossibly within you. It feels like as soon as it tightens to it's limit, the coil snaps and you cum with a debauched moan. Hanta's hand shoots up from playing with your clit to clamp down on your mouth.

"Shhh!" His frantic shushing does little in quieting you when his mouth returns to sucking and nipping at your neck.

His hips start to falter, the clamping of your walls around him drawing his own orgasm out; with a few more erratic thrusts, he finds his release, slipping out of you just in time to paint your thighs with his milky spend.

With a final shudder, he collapses against you, rolling to the side just enough to avoid crushing you. He holds you against him as you both thrum with the aftershocks of your climaxes. Thoroughly dazed and satisfied, Hanta presses sloppy, lazy kisses along your jaw and neck.

After laying together for a minute, Hanta rolls over to grab his jeans from the floor, rummaging through the pockets before he suddenly grins, producing a blunt and his dented zippo. He nestles back against the pillows, pulling you against him. Flicking the lighter to life, he sparks the end, taking a long, slow drag. He holds the smoke for a moment before exhaling, the fragrant haze curling around you both.

"Care to share, beautiful?" He holds it out to you, gaze heated as he watches you take a puff with it still held between his fingers, your fingers wrapped gently around his wrist. Your eyes don't leave his as you slowly breathe it out through your nose.

His hand caresses your jaw, careful to keep the cherry away from your skin. "My pretty baby..." he murmurs before taking another pull, savoring the heady sensation as the drug curls around his mind.

He presses a kiss to your lips, prying the open and breathing the smoke into you. "Let's stay like this for a while, hm?"

[chosslut]

NeedyChoso x fem! reader

Tags: smut, oral (fem receiving), fingering, mentions of p in v, masturbation (male), a very horny, needy Choso, pussydrunk Choso, like he's DOWN BAD, very slight College AU, pet names, swearing.

MNDI!!

W/C. 3.1k

A/N. Uhhh this is my first fic I'm posting... kinda nervous tbh but my brain's been brimming with steaming HOT Choso brainrot since July... have to get it out somehow I guess lol

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You were sitting on the couch, your eyebrows lightly furrowed in concentration as you tried to get some reading done for your philosophy class, Choso lying stretched out with his legs in your lap. He’d called you wanting to come over, begging and promising that he wouldn’t distract you when you said you really needed to get some work done. In all honesty, you really couldn’t say no to him, especially when you imagined his sad, pouty face on the other end of the line. The two of you had been inseparable even before you started dating, and now that you were, Choso was even more clingy and affectionate, something you were more than okay with.

So, as you sit on the couch, Choso’s laying down, his head resting on the armrest with his legs stretched out in your lap. So far, he’d lived up to his promise, quietly hanging out on the couch with you as you read, taking breaks from playing on his switch to observe you, admiring how adorable and serious you looked; your eyebrows knit together in concentration, your lips slightly pursed, you finger fiddling with the page of your book. He’d been so good and so patient, but his resolve was wearing thin, especially when you looked so cute wearing an oversized t-shirt and some sleep shorts that displayed your thick, plush thighs that he loved so much. He wanted more than anything to squeeze and knead them, oh the sounds you made when he did, then kiss and lick his way up to your- He shook his head slightly, trying to dislodge the naughty thoughts in his head in an attempt to delay the emergence of his impending boner, but it was no use. If you hadn’t been busy, you would’ve easily noticed his boner, especially with the position he was laying in, but he had time to sit up and scoot next to you, a relatively less conspicuous position for his boner.

Noticing his sudden movement in the corner of your eye, you lift your eyes off your book to look over at him, a curious look on your face.

“You holding in there, Cho?” you smile softly at him, his patience not going past you unnoticed, as he’s usually one to talk your ear off or draw your attention. 

“Uh, yeah, doing good,” Choso says nonchalantly, as if there wasn’t a war going on in his mind between wanting to be good for you and acting on his lustful thoughts. Chalking up his behavior to him just being fidgety, you didn’t think anymore of it, squeezing his hand lightly and giving him a kiss on the cheek before returning your attention to your book. Breathing deeply, he tried to calm the rapid beating of his heart and his aching dick, leaning to rest his head on your shoulder, but oh boy was that a mistake. This close, he could smell you so vividly; the lingering scent of the products you used on your hair, your subtle perfume, even the detergent of your clothes combined to create the scent of you, and it made his dick so much harder. The smell of your hair reminded him of the first time you’d asked him to be rough with you; he was fucking you from behind while you moaned and babbled in ecstasy, letting out the most seraphic gasp when he entangled his hands in your hair, yanking your head backwards to look at him while he fucked you. Swallowing thickly, he observed the way you had your feet rested on the edge of the coffee table so your legs were slightly bent, giving him the perfect view of the soft expanses of smooth skin on your thighs; even when you didn’t shave, they were still so soft. He knew he couldn’t disrupt you, after all, you both had ADHD and got distracted so easily, and you were concentrating so well, he didn’t want to ruin that.

He’d nearly made up his mind to go to the bathroom and jerk off his depraved thoughts so you could concentrate, when you fidgeted; probably trying to find a new comfortable position, before turning yourself towards him and swinging your legs to lay out in his lap, your back against the armrest of the couch. You not only prevented him from moving without you noticing, but your plush thighs were now in his lap, mere centimeters away from his throbbing erection. One move, one little shift, and you’d feel his arousal in all its glory. Not that he was ashamed or necessarily embarrassed about being found out because it wasn’t a new scenario for the two of you; you knew full well the effect you had on him, even when it was unintentional. Hell, he almost thought about waiting, letting you discover him bricked up, sitting pretty and patient for you, but his resolve was weakening with each second he stared, wide-eyed, at your gorgeous thighs, itching to touch you. Softly placing his hand on your thigh, just above the knee, he drew small circles with his thumb, noticing how you sighed softly at the comforting touch. The feeling of your soft skin beneath his palm was enough to completely snap any resolve that remained, giving in to slowly sliding his hand up your thigh, feeling the firm muscle of your quads give way to the plush, bouncy fat of your upper thigh.

He’d nearly made up his mind to go to the bathroom and jerk off his depraved thoughts so you could concentrate, when you fidgeted; probably trying to find a new comfortable position, before turning yourself towards him and swinging your legs to lay out in his lap, your back against the armrest of the couch. You not only prevented him from moving without you noticing, but your plush thighs were now in his lap, mere centimeters away from his throbbing erection. One move, one little shift, and you’d feel his arousal in all its glory. Not that he was ashamed or necessarily embarrassed about being found out because it wasn’t a new scenario for the two of you; you knew full well the effect you had on him, even when it was unintentional. Hell, he almost thought about waiting, letting you discover him bricked up, sitting pretty and patient for you, but his resolve was weakening with each second he stared, wide-eyed, at your gorgeous thighs, itching to touch you. Softly placing his hand on your thigh, just above the knee, he drew small circles with his thumb, noticing how you sighed softly at the comforting touch. The feeling of your soft skin beneath his palm was enough to completely snap any resolve that remained, giving in to slowly sliding his hand up your thigh, feeling the firm muscle of your quads give way to the plush, bouncy fat of your upper thigh.

Your breathing hitched subtly as he gently massaged your thigh, glancing down to his hand on your thigh before returning to your book, trying your hardest to focus on the book in front of you, but it was no use. You couldn’t help but glance back down, waves of heat already pooling between your thighs as you watch his large hands massage your thighs, calloused fingers digging gently into your skin.

“Cho…” you sigh shakily, meeting his gaze, his warm brown eyes dark and half-lidded, brimming with pleading desire. “I-it’s kinda hard to concentrate when you’re touching me like that…” you laugh breathlessly.

“M’s sorry, baby, I couldn't resist…” he groans, sliding his hand to the inside of your thighs, massaging the plump flesh of your thighs, fingers grazing over the hem of your shorts. “So fuckin’ soft…” he whispered, enamored with how your flesh bounced back when he squished it with his hand. Pulling your thigh towards him to spread your legs a bit, you gasp feeling your thigh rub his hard erection, a whimper escaping him from the friction.

“M’ sorry, I’ll stop if you want me to, I just missed you s’ bad” he sighed, his gaze needy and pleading to let him continue. It had been 2 weeks since you two had been intimate, largely due to the stress of work and impending finals. You’d be lying if you said you didn't miss his touch, in fact you were just as needy as he was, but the stress and anxiety of your finals loomed over your head like a wet blanket. Sensing something was on your mind, Choso brought his hands up to hold your face, “What's wrong, angel? I'm sorry, I understand if you're not in the mood-” he said with a worried expression before you cut him off.

“No it's not that,” you sigh, leaning into the warmth of his touch, Choso’s gaze softening as he caresses your face soothingly. “I’ve missed you too, I’ve just been so overwhelmed and stressed lately that I’ve been unconsciously overlooking my own needs…” you say softly, squeezing his arm gently. “And right now I really need you…” you whisper, your gaze flickering to his soft, pink lips, back up to his bedroom eyes. 

“I know that feeling well, but you’ve been working so hard…” Choso sighs, his thumb coming down to run across your bottom lip, as he leans in. “You’ve been such a good girl…” his hand returns to massage the inside of your thigh, his fingertips ghosting over your heat through the thin fabric of your shorts, making you shudder. “And good girls deserve to have their pussy eaten out…” he whispers, his deep husky voice and hot breath on your face making your core throb. Dropping your book, you grabbed his shirt, smashing your lips into his in a needy kiss. Choso kisses you with equal intensity, moaning into the kiss as he places his arms on either side of you, pulling himself up so he’s hovering over you, his hand returning to torturously rub your core through your shorts, earning a small gasp from you.

“Can’t so much as look at my legs without craving my pussy, huh?” you tease him breathlessly, moaning as he slips your shorts to the side to tease around your clit through your soaked panties, a deep chuckle escaping his lips.

“It’s been too long, angel, I’m fucking starved for her” he whispers, his nose brushing yours as his eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips, “think she missed me too, how she’s drooling so perfectly for me” he huffs, breaking the distance with a wet, needy kiss, moaning into your mouth as your tongues flick against each other. You buck your hips up at his teasing, before he finally relents, stroking your clit with his thumb, making your body jolt in sensitivity.

“Ngh, you gonna eat my pussy or not?” you tease, earning a small laugh from Choso.

“Someone’s impatient, just doing a little meal prep,” he smirks, relishing in your reactions; he loved how much of a brat you were when he was in charge, begging him to just touch you when he was getting you warmed up. You whining about being teased was ironic, considering how you lived to tease Choso in bed, ghosting your fingers over his rigid cock while he panted like a dog, then proceeding to edge him until he begged and cried for you to sit on his cock. 

“Gotta get this pretty pussy nice and drenched, juice her for all she’s got,” he growled in your ear as he slipped your panties to the side, he gently brushed his fingers up and down your drenched folds, making sure to bump your clit with each pass, making you shiver and tense up. 

“S-shit, pleaseee, Cho, need to feel you…” you whimpered pathetically, your pussy clenching around nothing each time his fingers ghosted over your hole, the anticipation killing you.

“Alright, baby, since you asked nicely,” he said, slowly slipping his middle finger into your drenched heat, curling up in a come-hither motion to caress your g-spot, just like you’d taught him. 

“Ohhh, shitt” you moaned, spreading your legs further to encourage him, grinding your hips up in desperation.

“Christ, you’re so fucking wet,” Choso moaned through gritted teeth. Your expression was driving him crazy, the way you looked at him, eyes half-lidded and clouded with lust, cheeks flushed, mouth hung open, made his cock twitch and leak in his pants. Desperate to pull out more of those pretty moans, he added his index finger, curling up faster into your cunt, filthy sounds of your pussy squelching mixing with your gasping moans. The sounds of your wet cunt made him spiral, his mouth watering at the thought of licking at your pretty pussy. Slowing down, he slipped his fingers out of your heat, making you whimper in disappointment, only to be mesmerized as he brought his slick-covered fingers to his mouth, licking your juices off them.

“Fuckk, need more, right now,” he growled at your taste, he grabbed the backs of your thighs, folding your legs up so he could slip your shorts and panties off. Slipping off the couch to kneel on the ground, he patted the cushion in front of him,“Come sit here, baby, and spread those pretty thighs for me” he instructed softly. Repositioning yourself in front of him, you pulled up your baggy t-shirt, exposing your plush, full tits, not bothering to wear a bra just to do homework. Choso cursed under his breath, gazing at you in complete awe at your beauty, “Never get used to how gorgeous you are, angel” he whispers as he leans forward to cup your face, kissing you sensually. You guide his hands up to grope your breasts, pulling your face away from him slowly, bathing in the comfort of his touch. He gently squeezes and kneads your plush tits, pinching your nipple as moans fall from your lips. He leans down to suck on your nipple, using his tongue to flick the sensitive bud, causing you to spread your legs wider as more wetness seeps into your core. 

Separating from you with a wet pop, he grabs your hips, sliding you to the edge of the cushion so your ass hangs off a bit. He squeezes the plush of your ass before sliding his hands to delicately stroke your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh on the inside. The feeling of his hot breath fanning over your wet core driving you insane, whimpering needily as your cunt throbbed and clenched around nothing.  

As if responding to your whines, leaned in to plant a wet kiss to the inside of your thigh, humming against your skin, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb to your other thigh. His eyes, stormy and clouded with desire, are glued to your face as he kisses up your thigh, licking and nibbling at the supple flesh, marking your skin. Whimpering as he lavishes your skin with delicate bruises, you card your fingers through his soft, raven locks, tugging softly to guide him to where you needed him the most.

“C-Cho, please…” you whined breathlessly, tugging harder on his hair, making him moan against your skin. 

“Mmm, I know doll, being so patient,” he hums against the skin of your thigh, before inching to hover his mouth over your dripping cunt, softly kissing and licking the outside of your pussy lips in a way that caused a gush of arousal to drip from your core. 

“Shit, so fuckin wet for me,” he moans, using his tongue to lick the trail of arousal dripping from your pussy down your taint, groaning at the taste. “You taste s’ fuckin good, angel,” he moaned into your cunt, pads of his fingers digging into your thighs as his tongue lapped at your wet folds, licking up your arousal like a starved man. 

“Nghhh yess!” you moaned, grinding your hips up each time his nose bumped your clit. He circled his tongue around your entrance, teasing it, while he brought his thumb up to gently rub circles to your clit. “Oh god, don't stop!” you mewled feeling his calloused thumb stimulating your sensitive clit. To Choso, you were quite a sight to behold; looking down at him with your pretty face all scrunched up in ecstasy, your gorgeous body quivering under his touch, and most of all the heavenly sounds you made. Choso lived and breathed for how loud you were in bed, your heavenly sounds letting him know just how good he was making you feel, always praising him to the ends of the earth. That's to say that Choso was quite literally on cloud 9, and it's no understatement to say he could feast on your cunt for hours. 

“C-Choso, wanna feel your f-fingers in me, please…” you begged, and he could feel your cunt pulsating with his tongue, craving to be filled. 

  “Fuck…” he groaned into your pussy, feeling your wet cunt pulsate, begging to be filled. “Want me to fuck you with my fingers, huh?” he growled, not waiting for a response before sliding a finger into your drenched core, flicking his tongue on your clit.

“Yesss!” you let out a high-pitched gasp, his long, thick finger curling inside you making you see stars, heat building in your stomach as you felt your orgasm approaching. Unable to ignore his dick leaking and throbbing in his pants, he reached his other hand down to palm himself through the fabric, whimpering  at how sensitive he was. In fact, pleasuring you turned Choso on so much that he had cum in his pants untouched before just watching you come undone. 

Unzipping his pants hastily, he took his dick out, stroking it softly as he slid another finger into your cunt. Desperate to cum with you, he curled his fingers into your cunt faster, his long thick fingers stretching your velvety walls while repeatedly hitting your g-spot. 

“Ah, ah, ah!” you gasp, arching your back, rutting your hips desperately into his face, chasing your orgasm.“Shit, m’-m’ gonna cum,” you cry out, hips jolting as Choso moans into your clit as he fists his cock, sending vibrations through your core.

“Fuck, yes, cum for me, angel” he moaned, eyebrows furrowed together and eyes hazy with euphoria as he bareled towards his orgasm. 

Your half-lidded eyes focused down on Choso, your eyes widened as you watched Choso pump his hard, leaky cock while his other hand furiously curled into your cunt, the lewd sight sending you over the edge, moaning and babbling as the knot in your core snapped, sending white-hot waves of euphoria through every nerve ending in your body.  

“F- Ch-Cho!” you scream out his name as your body shakes, eyes rolling back, thighs clamping around Choso’s head as you cum on his mouth and fingers. 

“F-fuck!” he moans out, hips stuttering as he cums, hot ropes of seed spilling onto his hand and the couch. Falling limp, you bathe in the afterglow of your orgasm, softly petting Choso’s hair, his eyes fluttering open to meet your gaze.

“Shit, I missed that…” Choso laughs breathily, both of your faces flushed and red from arousal. “Almost forgot how pretty you look when you cum…” 

Turning your head bashfully, you smile affectionately as you stroke his face that's now rested on your stomach. Realizing his fingers are still inside you, he pulls them out, reaching to bring them to his mouth when you grab his wrist.

“Hey, don't be so greedy, share” you say, feigning annoyance. Bringing his hand up to your mouth, you sensually lick your off his fingers, swirling your tongue around his fingertips. Eye transfixed on your mouth, he curses under his breath, mouth forming a small ‘o’. 

“Goddamn…” he whispers, pulling himself up onto the couch to hover over you,  replacing his fingers with his mouth, kissing you deeply. Parting your mouth, he slots his tongue against yours, groaning at the taste of your own arousal on your tongue. 

Pulling away, panting softly, your eyes wander down to his still hard dick, still covered in his own cum. 

“I missed this too…” you say adoringly, a small smile on your lips. “Hm, you made a big mess, didn't you baby?” you purred, licking down his jaw. “Wanna do that again, but inside me?”

P.S. Kinda love how this turned out ngl, might write a part 2 if this gets enough notes. I also have a virgin Choso fic in the works because whiney sub Cho is on my mind so much it basically writes itself lol.

[weirdogirl888]

temptations part two!

part one here

a/n: so tumblr hates me and decided to remove all my italics but i’m to lazy to add them back in so uhm..cope. also I KNOW the photo above isn’t jake but erm whatver 🙄🙄

requests are always open 👻

wc: 1.4k

warnings: smut (duh), smoking, oral (m receiving, reader is a light weight, creampie, praise uhmmm donnie is a perv lol

smut under the cut 💋

the walk to donnie’s house was quiet. you both walked with nerves looming over your heads, but for diffrent reasons.

donnie couldn’t believe that the first girl to come to his house, his room was no other than the cutest girl in school, and was in awe at how lucky he was.

you on the other hand fretted about how you’d pay him. you blew all your allowance on the mall last week with your friends and was worried the plan you had in your brain might not work. you didn’t even know if donnie was into a girl like you.

“so have you ever smoked before?” donnie asked pulling you out of your thoughts. you two neared his front porch

you paused, causing him to turn and face you with a curious look on your face.

“n-no, i haven’t, can you teach me?” you looked up with pleading eyes which made a pit form in the back of his throat and a warm feeling at the bottom of his stomach which he recognized all to well.

“woah really? that’s so cute. sure i can, you can count on me.” his corny attitude made you giggle

you two raced up to his room and plopped your stuff on the foot of his bed, you walked around and admired his weird drawings and cool posters.

“your drawings are strange, i like them” you complimented.

“thanks” he muttered, he took this time to rifle through his drawers to find his stash. as well as a way to hide his beat red face. no one ever has complimented his drawings before. his therapist called them worrisome and his mom wouldn’t say anything about them. but the sad glint in her eye told him all he needed to know.

“because this is your first time, i’ll give you an eighth on the house. this is the good stuff from my personal stash which i don’t really sell, it’s just for me. but, since your new and all i thought i’d give you the best of the best. since it’s your first time and all.” he said rambling as he began to roll up the substance, his skilled fingers working nimbly to pack and twist the joint.

when he licked at the rolled paper you almost passed out. he’s so hot you thought squeezing your thighs together.

“i’m a little scared donnie..” you muttered, shyness overcoming you.

“don’t be y/n, here- all you have to do is just breath in through your mouth when i blow the smoke at you. i’ll go first ok?” he lit the joint and brought it up to his lips, taking a deep inhale and then inhaling when it left his plump lips.

you looked at him ready. he turned to you and just as you opened your mouth and started to inhale he blew the smoke right into your mouth. the weed hit you and you immediately started coughing.

your face blushed from the proximity and intimacy of it all, as well as embarrassment. “i totally coughed up a lung.”

“it’s okay” he said laughing “everyone coughs their first time….want another hit?”

and that’s how the next twenty minutes was spent. him exhaling smoke into your lungs and getting closer and closer every time to where your noses were barely brushing. it was safe to say you were pretty stoned. the weed hitting you making your eyes go low and you felt all giggly.

“wow donnie. this, this stuff is pretty great ya know ha.” you said staring at him through half closed lids.

“isn’t it?” he said smiling lazily, eyes boring into yours.

“you’re sooo kind for giving me this on the house. ya sure there’s not any way i could pay you?”

“welll i can think of one idea i might have.” he said with a smirk on his face.

“oh? what’s that?” the weed and the warmth from between your legs made you bold, but donnie was one step ahead of you.

“how about i make you more comfortable?” in an instant he pulled your body so you were flush with his lap, your sweet body wash making him dizzy. he was so warm, and so handsome under you.

“think i deserve a kiss for giving you this great weed. don’t ya think?” he said tapping his lips.

you wasted no time connecting yours to his. you knew no girls really talked to him, and he hardly went on any dates. but his mouth was a fucking pro. he kissed you like his life depended on it. his lips felt so good neither of you wanted to stop. you parted for air which made him immediately attach his hot mouth to your neck. littering it in sloppy wet kisses.

“been waiting for this so long donnie” you whined.

he pulled back in surprise “really?”

“yeah, had a crush on you for so long.” you kissed him again, this time more heated then the last. his hands rested on your waist drew circles into your warm skin with his thumbs.

you pulled back and started unbuttoning your shirt. donnie couldn’t believe his eyes. “shit y/n. you dont- you dont need to do that.”

“but i want you to feel me.” you pouted. discarded shirt left on the ground aswell as your bra. donnie’s eyes bulged at the sight of your breasts. you dragged his frozen hands over you and made him grope them. then bent down to kiss him some more.

donnie picked you up and walked you to the bed and roughly threw you down, causing you to squeal in surprise from his amount of strength.

he tore his shirt off and started attacking your breasts. he kneaded and pinched one whilst sucking violently on the other. then switching to the other one and then groping them with both hands whilst kissing your neck.

“fuck donnie your mouth feels so good.” you moaned as your eyes rolled to the back of your head in utter bliss.

donnie’s clothed crotch grinded on you which you met with equal desperation.

“i wanna feel you so bad.” he whined between kisses “please can i fuck you y/n? please? i’ll make you feel so good baby ahh-!”

your palming of his rock hard cock had caught him off guard. you wasted no time slipping off the bed and sat on your knees, staring up at him with wide hungry eyes. he turned to sit on the bed, figuring out what you were about to do. and waisted to time ripping off his belt and pulling broth his slacks and his boxers.

your mouth watered when his girthy dick sprang free, hard as a brick. you had no anticipation that he was gonna be this big. but you weren’t complaining

so it really is always the quiet ones.

you slowly licked up his shaft before sucking on his tip and swiping your tongue around it. having him let out a pathetic moan.

you then began to bob your head up and down until tears started forming in your eyes. you pulled off with a loud pop and started breathing for air, your eyes never leaving his.

you pulled off your painties and your skirt and got up to sit on his lap. kissing him hard, which was mostly just tongue . you both pulled back for air and rested your heads on each others foreheads

“i wanna feel you so bad baby.” donnie said squeezing your hips.

you lifted up and used your hand to grab his dick and line it up with your entrance. slowing sinking down into it. donnie’s eyes blew wide as you let out a huge moan. you paused for you to get used to the shear length of him stretching you out and wrapped your army’s around donnie’s neck for support before you started bouncing up and down.

donnie sat there in awe and stillness as you got yourself off on his dick. he never really thought he’d be that big. but you getting more and more pleasure with every thrust had him turning into a wild animal.

“you cock feels so good donnie.” you say whining as it nudged the right spot over and over again. you were in heaven.

“fuck yeah baby, your pussy is so tight for me. and just for me right? you’re mine now, got that?” he said possessively. he was seeing you in a new light now that his dick was the one making your face twist into a twisted fucked out mess.

you moaned in response, barely comprehending anything your dealer had said. which made donnie annoyed. he pushed half of himself off the bed keeping you on top of him and started mercilessly fucking up into you. causing you to scream.

“i said who’s are you?” he groaned.

“yours! yours! m’ all yours donnie—ahhhh fuck! you feel so good”

the new position was making you go blank. the pleasure was so overwhelming and the girth of donnie made you cry and sigh your nails into his shoulders.

“yeah that’s right” he said kissing every inch of you “you’re mine now, your pussy is mine. only i can make you feel this way. shit, i’m so fucking excited to see you limping at school tomorrow. knowing it’s all just from me.”

his words were sending you over the edge, your climax soon approaching.

“donnie m’ close” you whimper.

“really? cause we’re barely getting started” he said, making his thrusts harder and harder until you spilled all over him. your suctioning pussy made him bite his lip. trying to it to cum just yet.

he fully pulled out, causing you to whine from the loss of him.

“get on your back baby.” you did as you were told, staring up at him.

he started to take both your ankles and push them far above your head, bending you as far as you’d go without it being painful. the new position gave him a clear view of your sopping pussy which made his breath shake.

“donnie what are you— ohh!” you screamed as donnie shoved his fat cock into your tight hole again. the new position made your brain short circuit. his tip bumping your gummy g spot with every thrust.

donnie wasn’t gonna last long, his balls slapping the beginning of your ass made a loud sound that filled the room, as well as your moans. he brought a hand down and gently rubbed your clit. making you whine. you next orgasm building up to the point all you could say was donnie’s name over and over again.

your next orgasm hit you ten times stronger than the first one and donnie was not far behind you. thrusting more and more as to have his entire seed dumped into your cervix. his eyes pet with a vehicular sight when he pulled out of your and his combined cum.

“Jesus” was all he could say.

“same here” you said out of breath.

“we should smoke and do this again sometime.”

“agreed”

[vase-of-lilies]

Shh...Just Kiss Me...

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Enhanced!Reader (f)

Warnings: Soft smut, fingering, morning sex, thigh riding, grinding, nudity, boobiesssss, fingering, snuggling, kissing, orgasms, some self-doubt, ranting, interrupting with a kiss lol, mommy kink, sexual intimacy

A/N: This is not a part of the series, only a little drabble for Phase 3 of "Levels of Intimacy." This falls under sexual intimacy. I felt like I needed a break from some of the darker stuff. I hope you like this addition to Levels of Intimacy! I will be working on this series a little more lately, now that I am in a slightly better headspace, but I will also be working on some of the Tiny Verse too, so don't worry!

"Baby, I can hear your mind screaming, whats going on?" Wanda whispers in your ear, her arm snaking around your belly and pulling you against her bare chest. You had woken up no more than five (5) minutes before you heard her voice, your mind silent for a short time. It was when one stupid thought pushed your brain to be racing with thoughts of self-doubt and self-hate. Wanda could feel it...

"Hm? Oh, nothing," You say, leaning back against your girlfriend's chest with a soft sigh, your lie not passing through her. You feel her lips smile against your neck, causing chills to cover your body.

"We both know you are lying sweet girl, now tell me what's going on?" Wanda says softly, assisting you in turning in her arms so you are now facing her. "You can tell me anything, you know," She smiles as she kisses your nose and then up to your forehead.

It was her reassurance that flipped the switch to the dam that held in your tears. Burying your face in Wanda's chest, you sob quietly against her skin. She sighs, her nails drawing soft circles and shapes on your back as she holds you close. The sensations were relaxing, but being in her arms felt even better.

As Wanda listened to your struggles of the week, she really listened. She gave advice when you asked and bit her tongue when you mentioned that one pesky professor. But when your words turned to self-hatred and self-doubt, she cups your cheek and turns your face towards hers. You keep talking, only looking at your girlfriend head-on.

Hot tears rolled down your cheeks as you continued talking, seconds passing before you noticed Wanda's concerned look.

"Wh-whats wrong?" You sniffle, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. "I-I'm sorry if I said t-too much, I just need to stop talking. God why do I tal-" Your rant is cut off by soft lips against your own. The kiss takes you by surprise, but it helps you relax further into Wanda's arms.

"Shh, дорогой (sweetheart)..." Wanda whispers against your lips, cupping your cheek. Her intent was to mute the thoughts trailing in your head and by your reaction, she succeeded. You don't protest, staying silent as Wanda takes care of you. "Just kiss me..." She whispers against your lips again.

Her hand trails from your cheek, to the back of your head, and down to the nape of your neck. She pulls your head closer to her, sucking in every ounce of love you'll give her. Your lips and hers mold together in a kiss that could end anyone's racing mind. And god, did it put yours to rest.

To deepen the kiss, she rolls over and pulls you on top of her, your legs straddling her waist. "Such a good girl, малышка (little one)," A smile spreads across your lips and you can't help but giggle at how much you love Wanda. Staring at her from above, even after just waking up, her beauty was stupefying. All you could do was ogle at her.

Wanda tilts her head, a half smile on her face. "What are you thinking, принцесса (princess)? What is going through that beautiful mind of yours?" You wait before you answer, shaking your head while biting your lip.

"I just love you, and I don't know what I would do without you," Your eyes sparkle in the dim light of the morning sun, Wandas doing the same. "That's all," You smile down at her.

Wanda sits up so her back is against the headboard with you sitting perfectly in her lap. Your chest meets hers as you wrap your arms around her neck, pulling her into a hug. She hides her head in the crook of your neck and kisses your skin softly, moving up to your jaw and back to your lips.

"My beautiful girl, so sweet and just for me," Wanda loved to shower you with words of affirmation and you absolutely loved it. Every single word that she said about you made the butterflies in your belly flutter every time. "Mmm, move your hips, baby, just like that..."

With Wanda's hands now on your sides, she guides you to move your pussy against her thigh. A moan leaves your lips as you lean forward against her chest, whimpering as her left-hand moves from your waist to your breast, rubbing your nipple like a little ball of clay. All of these sensations pull together a sense of euphoria, and you can't help but arch your back in response.

She helps you move faster, your aching clit rubbing perfectly against her skin. "There you go, baby, good girl..." She whispers in your ear, her lips planting open-mouth kisses to your neck. The room fills with the aroma of sex, and sweat starts to form on your body. Your moans got louder, and at this point, Wanda knew that you were close to your orgasm.

"That's it, зайка (precious), I know you're close, just let go," She looks up at you, your face contorting to an expression of pleasure. A face that Wanda can't get enough of. Her arms move around your back, holding you against her body while you came, a whimper of satisfaction and orgasmic relief muffled in against Wanda's neck.

"Good girl, good girl cumming for mommy..."

As she continues to hold you, she pulls your right leg from between hers and has you wrap your legs around her waist. You were in just the perfect position for Wanda, you pussy wide open and wet. "How about one more, sweet girl?" She asks, her hand dipping between your legs and her fingers moving lazily around your clit.

A moan is all she gets for an answer, and that is really all she needs. Gently, two fingers prod at your tight hole, Wanda's thumb continuing to rub your clit in hopes of relaxing you. "It's ok, sweetheart, let mommy in. Let her take away all those pesky thoughts." Your body obeyed her, allowing your walls to loosen just enough for her fingers to slide all the way in, the knuckles of the two barely peeking from outside of your hole.

"Look at you, taking my fingers. It's like you were made for me darling," Her words sparked so much joy inside of you, and you smile against her shoulder as your sensitive pussy is played with. Her thumb continues to roll around your clit, her fingers pumping in and out.

Startled by the sudden movement, you yelp in pleasure as Wanda's hand turns, a third finger poking your entrance while her palm grinds against your button. Your soft, wet walls pulse around her digits as she moves them faster, your own fingernails dragging against the skin of her back.

"M'gonna cum again, mommy, o-oh please," You beg in her ear, your second orgasm coming closer by the second. The moans that leave your mouth get higher, faster, and louder as you cum for a second time, your mind going blank as your body shakes in Wanda's arms.

Slowing down, she helps you ride out your orgasm, smiling as you fall limp against her. She kisses your slightly damp forehead and tickles your back softly.

"How do you feel, sweetheart?" She asks, and you let out a quiet chuckle.

"Much better," You mumble, smiling as Wanda lays back down, you still comfy on her chest.

"Get some more rest, sweetheart," She pauses and gently lifts your head up. Pressing a kiss to your lips, you see her smirk. "I'm craving breakfast in bed, and I know I'll be starving..."

The two of you share much-needed laughter and love, allowing the vulnerability of being with each other.

[biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer]

Imagine a poly relationship w/ geo and crowe just to spite sol 😹

The More the Merrier (Crowe + Geo x MC/Reader - Relationship HCs)

I'M NOT DEAD I SWEAR I'M JUST WORKING ON 4 ONESHOTS SIMULTANEOUSLY!!!! (2 of them will be out by the upcoming Tuesday I promise <3333)

Anyway, to the two anons who requested this, I pray you'll enjoy. I actually kinda cooked on this one muahahaha. >:]

- Signed by biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer T.W.: Mentions of sex, nothing explicit.

The more the merrier: a proverb indicating something is more fun with more people.

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This is your formal reminder from me as to how lucky you are to have scored both of these pretty tumblrsexymen.

Crowe is essentially the furnace of you three. He’s warm, fuzzy and comfortable. and hot

He basically serves as the mediator for conflicts, and his charisma often means he gets people to like you lot more (because he’s nice af plus rich)

Geo’s the cold one, and he is often the ‘bodyguard’ of you and Crowe, he often looms behind you both with the most ornery side eye anyone has ever seen. He’s also your #freepass. Literally anywhere he goes, he gets VIP (and so do you and Crowe muahaha)

Did I mention rich? 

As in…both are so fucking wealthy it gives you a brain aneurysm????

AS IN BOTH CAN AFFORD PRIVATE JETS AND IT NOT MAKE A DENT IN THEIR ACCOUNTS?!?!??!?!?!!?!!?!??

It’s actually crazy.

Unfortunately, being rich means you’re all targets, mostly you though, because you’re the most financially ‘average’ of the trio.

Geo often has his bodyguards supervise you and Crowe 24/7.

This guy will set rottweilers on his enemies if he must, preferably the ravenous ones. <33

Crowe and Geo (especially Geo) are the type to wear extremely stylish things if needed, so you know your fashion sense is in good hands.

However, they both also have extremely comfortable homeclothes (imagine Geo being stuffed into an oodie or smth that’d be so funny…someone draw that right fucking now)

I headcanon that Crowe knows French and Italian, so you’ve got him rizzing you up in European romantic languages and then Geo lovingly dissing you in Japanese.

They’re opposite extremes on the spectrum. And you got the best of both worlds, so.

Remember that.

>:]

Anyway, when it comes to domestic life Geo is the cook, he just chills in the kitchen and prepares the most elaborate fancy food anyone’s ever made in the history of the universe (Geode powers activate!!!)

Geo also knows how to do makeup extremely well, while I’d say Crowe is more skilled in the hair department (they’re both magical when it comes to cosmetics).

Crowe would be the one to do shopping and get surprise gifts for you both.

Geo would only really buy fake plants for himself (real quick shout out to past me for coming up with the #bonsaibaby term for the eventual tree child Geo and I will have), so the home will be opulent and fancy (because of Crowe), while maintaining a somewhat minimalistic and naturistic appeal (because of Geo) and just being a generally comfortable residence (because of us >:})

You are kinda just told to not do anything except exist. They both feel obligated to ensure you’ve got the best life possible, and you bet your attractive ass you’re getting a banger life.

Oh also, just a quick heads up, if you and Crowe are having sex, make sure Geo is far away. You do not want this man to be projectile vomiting for the next two thousand minutes, it’d be very ungraceful for someone like him.

Speaking of sex, you and Crowe just kinda have it when you both feel like it.

You both sleep together I’d feel, Geo’d sleep elsewhere. Not because he doesn’t like you both (he loves you both lol), it’s merely the cultural differences between Asian and most Western/European nations and the fact that you and Crowe can just have sex whenever and he doesn’t wanna be involved or remotely nearby if that happens.

If you and Crowe solemnly swear to never fuck however, then Geo may or may not spawn inside your bed at some point and just squish you both into his much taller frame (usually you). he may or may not make you sign a contract on celibacy /hj

At this point you’re trapped between a living refrigerator and a breathing heater.

omg temperature play!

You'll hang out whenever and wherever it’s peaceful. Like y’all can just be stu(dying) and/or nonchalantly reading together and it’d be amazingly serene.

Geo will also be drinking tea 24/7. This man breathes…no, inhales that shit. He also will totally not blare Scaramouche's boss theme around your residence.

Geode is a Scaramouche kinnie I refuse to hear backlash on this.

He also is the most knowledgeable when it comes to medicine, so if one of you three gets sick, he’s gonna be the doctor (he is his own doctor ffs this man is too based to be lying in bed and dying).

Crowe is essentially the emotional support for you three, like he and Geo are polar opposites but that’s okay. One's weakness is the other's strength and vice versa. Whatever they both lack (having and being a pussy), you make up for.

At this point you don’t even know if you’re the hinge or not, you just serve as the ‘hearth’ of this relationship.

And frankly, good for you. Like that’d be fucking awesome.

And just a final thing…

Did I mention that they're rich fashionistas?

[noirvette]

main 3 + butters! seeing reader in lingerie for the first time!!

first time doing headcanons and a scenario 😋 also i apologize in advance if this is bad, i've written nsfw only ONCE before and hated it so much that i never finished it BAHAHA

cws: nsfw, but nothing too explicit Aged up characters! (College au, early 20s)

♡ STAN MARSH

Thinks he died and went to heaven for a second in all honesty. Like he could not believe you standing in front of him wearing lingerie.

He saw you with it on and had to process what he was seeing, definitely stuttering as he finds the words to say

He's rocking with it though, 100%. Has always had a small thing for lingerie but didn't exactly know how to bring it up so he just never said anything lol

Stan seems to me as a more of a red satin kind of guy, simple sets work for him

Doesn't want to tear it or anything, when taking it off of you he's rather careful, more so into savoring the moment of seeing you in lingerie (and eventually you out of it).

Whether its false bravado or not, he gets over his initial shock rather quickly

"You okay? Babe?" Stan calls out, sitting on the side of your bed tapping his fingers against the frame.

"Yeah sorry, coming out now," You respond, walking out of the bathroom, covered in a simple red satin lingerie set, "you like?"

"Holy shi-, wow you look good. Damn." Stan stutters out, taking you and your outfit in, "you, uh, you didn't have to do this you know. I'm- I'm, not saying you look bad, holy shit you look so good-"

"I know I didn't have to," You giggle, a blush covering your face, walking closer to him before sitting on his lap, "but I wanted this to be special, you know for our first time. I wanted to look good for you."

Stan licks his lips, reaching to kiss and bite at your neck as his hands grip your sides before they slowly make a descent down to your hips. "Well, you always look good, doesn't matter what you got on." His fingers tug at the waistband of the underwear, "but fuck, this is so hot."

♡ KYLE BROFLOVSKI

Doesn't know what to do and he doesn't know what to say either

Definitely whines/quietly whimpers at seeing you in lingerie though

He'd be a fan of dark green lace or floral sets

Another one to be careful with taking it off of you, but its because he's so nervous

Finds the concept of lingerie initially dorky until he sees you in it and now he understands the appeal.

He is so cute bro, he has the biggest blush covering his face and he stutters and he can't make eye contact (kicking my feet and giggling as I write this about him rn), definitely repeats words and phrases as his brain is trying to think of what to say next

Kyle covers his mouth, embarrassed at the whimper that leaves him as you lift up your shirt, revealing the dark green lingerie underneath. You feel him getting even harder underneath you and you slowly roll your hips against his. Kyle quickly grabs onto your hips hard and shakily moans, hands gripping you firmly.

"Baby, baby, baby.." Kyle whines out as he stares at how well the dark green compliments your body. "Mhmm," you hum, "what is it?"

"You look so good, so good.." He looks so dazed as his eyes constantly dart over your body. Kyle is absolutely smitten with the way the lingerie sits on you.

"You like it huh?" You whisper as your bring your hand to his face, cupping his cheek. He nervously swallows and turns his head to press a kiss into your hand, before gently biting a finger while looking up at you.

Turning his head back to face you, he whimpers out a "god yes," as his hips buck up up into you, drawing a small moan out of you, "so so much."

♡ KENNY MCCORMICK

There is one singular phrase going through his head when he sees what you got on and it's "fuck me"

He's so unbelievably hard in like 2 seconds that it's alarming

He's a fan of sheer brighter colors and garters, but really any lingerie set looks good and he's really fine with anything you're putting on.

He'll rip the fabric off of you, he doesn't really care if you make a noise of complaint, he's too invested in getting him in you and making you feel good.

He'll make it up to you later by managing to get you another set later. (That he rips off you anyhow, it's a never ending cycle)

Would love to receive pictures of you in various lingerie sets. So after this whole thing of surprising him by wearing it for the first time, he'll want pictures of you from now on.

"Fuck y/n," Kenny groans, bucking himself against you, "you look so pretty. My pretty baby." His hands wander over your body, feeling the thin material and your skin causing him to become impatient.

Kenny leans forward to suck at your neck, causing you to let out small moans. "I need, need, this off of you. Now." Before you're able to say anything, he tugs at the top half a bit too roughly, ripping the thin material into halves.

"Kenny!" You exclaim, shock and annoyance evident in your tone.

Kenny stops briefly and he lets out a small laugh before kissing you, "I'm sorry hun, can't wait. Need you now. Gotta make you feel good."

You huff, "This was a bit pricey, Ken. How are you gonna make this one up?"

He snorts, before flipping you over and situating you so his face is pressed between your thighs, "Oh I'll make it up to you baby, and then some, promise."

♡ BUTTERS STOTCH

Another blushy and nervous wreck to see you in lingerie.

I feel he'd LOVE white sets, design doesn't matter, but there's something about wearing white in his eyes that just.. gets him going yk?

He definitely has a battle with himself on where to place his hands. Do you want them on your waist, hips, do you want to hold hands? What if he rips the fabric?

Stutters out compliments. Compliments you the whole time actually, his eyes nervously watch your every movement

He loves if you brush your body still clad with the lingerie against his bare skin. The feeling of technical skin contact but thin material between you two has got him in a chokehold for some reason

Calls you his angel because of the white lingerie and how beautiful/ethereal you look to him right now

Butters believes this is how he dies, underneath you, clad in a sheer white lingerie set. You slowly drag your fingers against his skin and he finds himself without a single complaint as to how he would be dying. He finds himself without many thoughts actually and the ones he does have are just about you.

"Oh god angel," Butters shudders, his brain turning into mush at the feeling of your body against his. His hands hovering just above your thighs, as he nervously thumbs at the material draped over them.

You giggle at his behavior, "you can touch me, you know?"

"O-oh, I know honey, but, you.. you just look so gosh darn gorgeous and..." he trails off, adams apple bobbing as your drag your hands along his waist. "..and what, Butters..?" You whisper against his ear.

His hands grip your thighs and bites his lip. "I want you.. please honey, my angel." He shifts underneath you, hoping you catch the hint and quit teasing him.

[darkbluekies]

You:

Me: *dying pigeon noises*

Noooooooo but srsly imagine a mother brings candy for her sick child and for the other children too. And since nurse!darling is such a sweet, innocent person and the child's favourite nurse, she gets candy too after happily helping the mom handing out the sweets first. 😂😭

During lunch in Dr. Kry's office, she told him about the wholesome moment. He listened intently and smiled about the great moment she had during her shift. She was so cute, provided with a pure heart of gold which never failed to impress him from time to time. But once she had eaten her lunch, she grabbed the popsicle as a sweet treat for herself (after all, she had eaten her all her veggies).

Dr. Kry had to inner slap himself in order to manage not looking at his darling right now, a blush creeping down his now hot face. He tried to remain cool and slighty shifts in his seat while his brain was screaming. Forcing to look away, his eyes were darting to the furthest corners of his office room. Nurse!darling however noticed his rising nervousness and caught him stealing a glance to her popsicle in her mouth.

"Are you okay?" Her honey-sweet voice filled the awkward silence in his office. He clears his throat, fumbling with his tie around, as a faint hope to breath better. "Yes, I'm fine", he manages to squeeze his answer through his lips. But he couldn't help himself looking again at his nurse. Her lips were... so soft.

She gave him a worried look, mindlessly rolling the goddamn candy in her mouth that was nearly giving him stroke. He could tell her brain gears started to turn. Her thinking face made his spiraling thoughts even more worse and primal instincts started to flood his mind. No... focus.

"Oh. OH, I get it know!"

"WHAT?!" His head snaps to her, so fast in fact he almost gave himself a neck strain. His icy blue eyes are wide open in shock. How could she-? No... Oh no no no no no no no no no no no!!!

The blonde was about to defend himself, that he didn’t meant it like that. But before he could utter his first words he was met with a beautiful smile that instantly took his breath away and flabbergasted him. The nurse turned around, fishing another popsicle from her pocket and handing it to him.

"A sweet treat for the hard working doctor too!~ I did not forget you!", she sing-song to him, her smile now growing bigger. He could swear her body was illuminating the room because she happened to be a walking sun. He wordlessly stared at the popsicle in her small hand, slowly taking it with a tender smile and pressing a shy "thanks" from his mouth. His heart was beating up to his ears, now his face crimson red of shame, lovely embarrassment, filled with mortified adoration as her amiable words stuck to him.

Gosh, you are soo lovely!

That mf popsicle knows whats up

I lowkey may have drawn other stuff but they are mainly crack too lol

Help😵‍💫😵‍💫 i love this so much omg😵‍💫😵‍💫

now i feel like i have to write my input for the scenario BUT HEY YOU WROTE THE NURSE READER WE TALKED ABOUT!!!! 😆😆😆

The drawing is so funny QND THE POPSICLE 🥹🥹 Why is it sweating...? Please show the crack ones too I beg youuuuu