#drooling currently 🤤

[littlemissheavenonearth]

Happy Joe’s Tittie Thursday (JTT)

Thx to @bring-on-the-heartbreak-joe for suggesting this idea ❤️

[sillysillygoofygoose]

Older! Boyfriend Toji x Fem Reader pt. 2

MDNI! EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD

CW: weapon play

18+ Headcanons:

Older! Toji, who was definitely a fuck-friend, before he was a boyfriend. At first, it was a once a week occasion, almost like an appointment. Slowly it became twice a week, then four times a week, then almost every night. It became an addiction like no other. He began craving you whenever you weren't with him.

"You free tonight baby? Need to fuck you so bad... haven't seen you in three days, fuck."

Older! Toji who fell first... and swears it was some work of black magic.

"Don't know what you're doing to me, Mama." Toji groans fucking you from behind, watching as a ring of white cream forms at the base of his cock. His hips speed up by the second, realizing that he isn't just feeling lust.

"Tightest, prettiest little pussy I've ever fucked. Sweetest, prettiest girl I've ever met. Put a fucking spell on me."

Older! Toji who is not loud in bed. Sorry to my girls that love the moaners and the whimpering sluts 😔. You'll get groans, grunts, and tons of dirty talk but THAT'S IT.

When you're having make-up sex or when he's angry, he won't make a sound. Just heavy breathing and hard fucking. Kinda scary tbh.

Older! Toji who loves it fucking disgusting. Sloppy, wet, hot, you name it. His favorite thing is to lay down and watch you choke and slobber all over his dick. Chokes you just to have drool spill out of your mouth. Cums all over you, having his seed collect on your shaking body. He's absolutely dead set on making you squirt, training your body as regularly as possible.

Older! Toji who loves experimenting with his knives and handguns in the bedroom. Whether it be pressing his Glock 19 to your forehead while fucking you against the wall, or pressing a blade to your neck while marking you up, he loves the way the danger always makes your breath hitch. Don't worry though, he always takes the bullets out, always uses the dull side of the knife... he'd never be able to forgive himself if something actually happened to you. (When he has basic human empathy 😍���)

Older! Toji who first confessed after fucking you raw, going three rounds. He was struck with jealousy after you invited him out to a bar, instead of your apartment like you have been doing routinely for about 5 months. He was having a good time, joking with you, feeling his heart beat a little faster every time your face lit up and your laugh rang out.

Everything was just jolly until some fucking guy walked up to you, introducing himself as Satoru. He began practically begging to buy you a drink, claiming that he's only seen a beauty like yours in a dream about a wild forest goddess he had when he got high for the first time in 9th grade.

Toji rolled his eyes, scoffing at the man who was currently making a fool out of himself. You, on the other hand, found the man's antics amusing, giggling while you allowed him to carry on about his dream, detailing the way the goddess walked towards him, blessing him. You could smell the alcohol on his breath as he informed you that the scene was an exact replica of you walking into the bar.

By the time you got back to your apartment, Toji was less than pleased.

"Oh, C'mon Toji! It was funny. I mean, you really didn't get a kick out of him?" You pest as he walks in, taking off his size 13 boots.

"Tsk, no. He was a drunken idiot. Goddess my ass, he wouldn't know how to worship you."

That night, Toji fucked you sweeter than he ever did before. You expected to have your insides rearranged the second you walked through the door. Something was different. The air around you felt and smelled different as your breathless moans occupied the room. More tender, more purposeful, more...intimate. He worshipped you head to toe.

Once he pulled out, he uttered three sentences that changed your relationship forever...

"You're mine, I'm yours. I want you, I need you. I love you."

He reminds you of this moment from time to time, repeating the same three sentences. Not after you fuck, but after you make love.

Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo

[kittyl1z]

just imagine blonde jiwon wearing cat tail and ears so she could crawl to you, begging you to milk her as she places herself onto your lap, poor kitty is too needy for your gand tracing along her clit as she sucks on your boobs 🤤

[w: sub!liz, pet play, mommy kink, buttplug use, lactation kink]

jiwon giggled at the surprise on your face when she started to crawl on your lap, wearing nothing but her cute cat ears and a tail that swings from side to side at any of her movements. your hand trailed along her buttplug, stunned at the body currently stranding your hips, already biting on her bottom lips to stop the whining at the feeling of your clothes pressing on her core. "you were waiting like this... only for me?" jiwon nodds with a little smile as she gets closer to your face, leaving a small gap between your lips until you break it, pulling her in, your hands placing in her hips as she whines. the kiss gets interrupted by your laugh. jiwon has been needy ever since you left home and you could notice. "already whining, mh?" and of course she gives you a cute pout. her hips were slowly creating a rhythm for herself, looking for the pleasure she has been needing. you knew jiwon wasn't gonna be patient. "you're so desperate for this, aren't you?" you tease her, drawing circles on her nipples and smiling at the adorable sight of her, a slight blush on her cheeks, soft sighs escaping from her lips and goosebumps invading her body at your fingers roughly touching her nipples. they were so so sensitive :( and she just needed your mouth on them. jiwon was whining, not being able to actually talk to you.

poor kitty was struggling and you could notice, the desperation making her tear up, even whimper as she saw your teasing face. "use your words baby." she grabs your wrist —softly, because all her strength is gone, attempting to stop your movements. "m‐mouth... use your mouth p-please.." you giggle, not wasting any time in coming closer and take one of her nipples in your mouth, careful playing with your tongue. jiwon moans and her head tilts back, feeling the pain relief and how fast she was getting wet. jiwon loved to be used by you as you please when she was needy. kitty is so sensitive and reacts so well to any touch of your hands, it was truly a show. and she's very vocal about it! believe that jiwon has THE most angelic moans ever.

her hand goes to your hair, grabbing it and softly tugging on it when you hit the right spot with your tongue. she couldn't handle it no more. "m-mommy.. please... i need you" and you get so aroused at the sight of her crying for you to fuck her that it doesn't take any longer to get jiwon laying down with you by her side, hand drawing little circles on her clit only to stop and press the tip of your fingers inside her, such a tease that she can't handle, not when her mouth is found sucking on your nipples making her even more wet and desperate than before, knowing her mommy was always so nice to her when she needed to drink from you. jiwon won't hesitate to give you soft bites on your nipples when she's annoyed at your teasing behavior, but regrets it almost immediately when you give her a slap on her cunt, her whole body shaking at the feeling. at this point jiwonie is a drooling mess, trying to close her legs together when your fingers fucking her start to overwhelm her :( cooing at your kitty girlfriend, jiwon feels like she's about to lose her mind... because nothing is better than her mommy fucking her this good. her pretty face full of tears as she tries not to come undone in your hands and be a good girl, taking it all. "you take mommy so well, don't you kitten?" oh... better believe jiwon won't let go of your tits even when you made her cum already. patting her cute kitty ears, jiwon doesn't expect you to lick your fingers full of her fluids. you see her close her legs and start rubbing them together, knowing that she's wet again... by the way her lips buck into a cute pout you just know this is gonna be a long night taking care of your needy kitten! >.< 

[neverchecking]

Oh my god, please. That chain facesitting piece was beautiful. I could cry, dammit.

Big request, but could you do like a pt 2 of that where it’s just one big orgy between all of them? (Not link x link but like all links x reader, yk) maybe they take turns n shit, yeah?

(Heavy on Time plz, ik yk by now he’s my favorite 🤤💕💕 I can’t help it, he’s just so daddy 🥵🥵🥵)

-🧚‍♀️ who fucking adores your writing 🫶💕✨

Fairy anon! Welcome back~

I can! I can't promise it'll be as good, but I can try.

Its okay I know you love time-

Smut so MDNI! 18+!

Smut CW: AFAB! Reader, Multiple partners, face sitting, mentions of masturbation, but it's not from Time or Reader.

Your hips twitched and quivered as they fought to shut, stopped only by strong hands keeping them open. You were a glorious sight. A renaissance painting.

Everything from the sheen of your lips, coated in drool, to the flush of your cheeks- a gorgeous cherry red- to the heat of your skin from the hours you've been held hostage. It was all enough to have a grown man drooling in his seat.

Well, almost.

He was sure he would, at least just a little, if his mouth weren't doing something much more important currently. Goddess, just the feeling of you above him, thighs clasped around his head with your hips rocking in time with his ministrations made his gut coil with anticipation. While, yes, the newcomer and Wild had both gotten their turns with you, and had done an...adequate enough job, it was clear he needed to set a precedent. Nothing but the absolute best for his divinity.

Those two were merely boys in comparison to him.

With the way you clenched and tightened around his fingers as he slowly dragged them along your velvet walls, spasming as they adjusted around the girth of his middle and ring finger, you knew it too. You knew he would be able to give you something the others could not. Because he was the only one who could take you as you were; a feast filled with delicacies bursting with nothing but seraphic tastes. One that only he could truly understand and appreciate at its fullest capacity.

And even them, he was sure his bitter mortality would do nothing but encase him in naive blindness from your true potential.

As it stood however, he was more than happy in his current place, hands locked around your legs as you pushed down against his chest, crying out as your nails marked him as yours. He would bare the marks proudly for as long as they remained. They were your thanks to him for doing what he simply saw as his civil duty.

It was an honor, really, to be the one below you, lapping at your cunt eagerly as his fingers toyed with your opening. Dragging them in and out slowly before tracing along your gummy walls, feeling what made you jump and what made you shiver. What each miniscule jab or rub made each reaction. Whether a hum against your clit would make you cry out or paint deep red lines onto his pecs. Each little movement was a new chord in the choir you sung for him.

When he felt you clench around him, something wet dripping down his palm and wrist, he smirked from beneath you. Time knew what every one of your telltale signs were at this point. He knew what every twitch meant and how he could achieve his end goal subsequently.

He hummed against your clit, before flicking his tongue back and forth over the definitely over sensitized bundle of nerves, clenching his grip on your thighs when you tried bucking off of him. Which simply wouldn't do.

Not when you were so close.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a few of the others palming themselves, cooing down at you as your cheeks shined with tears. Slobber decorated your lower jaw as you mindlessly babble whatever plea you had half-formed.

Goddess it was erotic. His perfect, ethereal Goddess was letting him, not only touch her, but please her. Bring her to the place only he could take her too.

You cried out above him, painting his skin further with thin white lines as you moved from trying to buck away from him to instead smothering him further, pushing into face and riding his tongue for all it was worth. Droplets cascaded down his cheeks and jaw as he eagerly lapped at your cunt, taking every little bit you'd grace him with. It was a divine nectar gifted to him by your ever eager soul. And he would be nothing short of a damned fool if he wasted even the tiniest bit.

So he wouldn't.

[starkeysprincess]

It’s whoreknee hours and ofc I’m thinking ab my man. I think I thought of this cause I’ve been so obsessed with ppl’s description of how drew smells.🤭 so…

🤍what if drew’s away filming and you know he isn’t supposed to be back for at least another week. you tried to keep your masturbation to a minimum while he was gone so you could look forward to and enjoy him more when he got back, but you just can’t help it. you need to be leashed and chained and you need him.

🤍one day you completely break, and you’ve been in your bedroom for the past three hours with one of his button ups on, unbuttoned of course, a few of his rings on your hands in attempt to mimic his as much as possible, your laptop in front of you with a tab opened with “drew starkey hot pics” in the searchbar, {not that you don’t enjoy the collection of much more x rated drew content in the hidden album on your phone, but since he can’t be with you and with how good he looks, this just feels so much more naughty} all while your hair and makeup is fucked up and you’re red in the face, exhausted from humping his pillow, soaking it and your bed. but you’re still too needy to stop !!!!

🤍it’s really the smell on his pillow that does it for you though, as at this point it’s been permenantly infused with his Tom Ford Tobacco Vanille, (I’m pretty sure that’s what he uses🤭) a smell that reminded you of him and home, but in your current state of mind, had dirty memories of all the times he’d made you scream and absolutely wrecked your body rushing back, having you hoarse from whining and screaming while you tried to replicate the experience only he could give you.

🤍you thought this would be what gets you through the next week, and you were okay with that, but at that moment, drew arrives home, wanting to surprise you as they had wrapped a week early. and the smirk that spread across his face had you wishing for the only time the entirety of his time away, that he wasn’t there.

the way im drooling over how YUMMY this is 🤤

wearing one of his button ups + dragging your fingers against your nipples, hardening from the cool feeling of his rings that are on your fingers

you’re not even sure how long you’ve been humping his pillow, mouth watering at how your clit deliciously rubs against the cotton material, his scent overpowering your senses as your cunt is dripping, soaking his pillow but it’s still not enough

you could barely hear anything over your own moans and pants, not hearing the front door open or the sound of footsteps approaching. your face is buried against the sheets, stifling your whines as you move your hips faster against his pillow, all while he’s standing in the doorway, watching with a smirk on his face as you try to get yourself off 😣

[elllisaaa]

hello there!! 🫶🏼 first i wanna thank you so much for reading and rb my gunil fic, i appreciate the support truly 🥹

as i saw your hard thoughts are open i’ll let myself rant about yeonjun, he’s my bias from txt and ughhhhh this man, i go crazy every time i see his pretty face

one thing i LOVE about him is his confidence and how he carries himself it’s so attractive !!! i just need him to fuck me SO rough and deep in doggy style i feel his cock in my throat 😣 and i really really need him to talk cocky behind me the entire time, about how good he’s giving it to me and how no one ever has fucked me this good before, and no one else will 🤤 he’s the only one that can make me cum multiple times till i can’t think straight, and he always makes sure that i don’t forget that

oof, sorry if it’s too much, but it’s what he does to me 😭

hiii sweetie !!

thank you so much for supporting me too, and really i'm so happy to have finally found a blog about xh, and you're also feeding my gunil delulu thoughts so it's a win win 🤭 and it's definitely not too much, because i think this man have such an effect on everyone. even if he's not my bias (i'm a soobin girly), i'm still drooling over him, especially those edits with the weeknd starboy... they have me going feral fr ! thanks for the ask !

and you're definitely right, this man is overly confident and it's hella attractrive. but he has every right to be : one look at him is enough to understand why he's so cocky all the time. this man is talented, successful and so, so attractive. everywhere he goes, he has all eyes on him, including yours, and that's the only thing that really matters to him in the end.

his cockiness translates in the bedroom too, because how could he not when he knows that one word from him gets you on your knees in a matter of seconds ?

yeonjun loves to take you from behind, loves to stare at your ass and loves the way your back arch even more to let him reach deeper into you. with every thrust of his hips, the noise of skin colliding was echoing through the room. every time he got home after a show, he had spare energy to lose, and he was also so cocky, spurred by the way you were crying out his name as he pounded your tight cunt.

"that's it pretty girl, scream my name, let everyone hear how much you love it."

another moan escaped you, and yeonjun answered by a low grunt as he sped up his rhythm, fucking you more and more roughly as you let out more whimpers.

"dumb little slut, cannot think of everything beside my cock, huh ?"

he was so full of himself, borderline degrading you but it made you throb around his dick. if it was every other man, you would've been offended, but when it came out of yeonjun mouth, it was almost a compliment.

"fuck, i'm fucking you too well yeah ? that's why you can't talk anymore ?" and you sobbed at his words, tears streaming down your cheeks as you tried to hold on to something. "shh baby, i know it's so good, i know… so greedy, you already cum two times and you still want more ?"

you knew better than not answer him without his permission, so you nobbed your head as best you could in your current position and headspace. you mewled when his fingers digged into the flesh of your sides, using your body as leverage to fuck you even harder.

"that's alright, i know no one has ever fucked you like that before. i know no one could ever fuck you like that, i'm the only one that can make you feel like that."

and he's right, he's always right. he fucks you as if he exactly knew the right timing, the right pressure, the right rhythm to make you fold.

"say it. say that i'm the only one. let everyone hear how good i'm fucking you." your lack of answer earned you a harsh slap on your ass, making you moan even louder. "say it, or you're not cumming." "yes junnie ! only you make me feel like that." "good girl, now you can cum."

your orgasm washed over you as soon as you heard his order, pleasure so intense your vision blurred. your body became limp, and if it wasn't for yeonjun holding your hips up, you would've collapsed on the mattress.

"gonna give my cum to you baby, i know you want it."

you could only whine in response, unable to even shake your head yes or no. overstimulation was stinging, but it hurt so good. and yeonjun knew that, he always knew what to do. when he painted your walls white, and you were reaching your climax again, you definitely knew that yeonjun had ruined you for any other men.

[sweeterthanthis]

My brain is currently stuck on the idea of Lee telling me to do something. Me mouthing off not listening and him overstimulating me until I cry. 😏🤤

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, brat taming, panties as a gag, daddy kink, spanking, pet names (pumpkin, babylove), name calling, teasing, fingering, mild misogyny, 18+

Word Count: 400ish.

A/N: Dividers made by the talented @sgt-seabass.

"Where’s that attitude gone?" He taunts, your tongue dry against the ruined lace that's balled up and stuffed in your mouth. You should know better than to piss him off, but you can’t help yourself. Your panties gritted between your teeth, you brace yourself for the next blow. "What did I tell ya 'bout behavin' like a goddamn brat when I've had a shitty day, pumpkin?"

He knows you can't answer. Knows that you wouldn't dream of spitting out your ruined underwear and defying him like that when you're open and vulnerable to him - his to do whatever he pleases with. 

You hadn’t intended to piss him off, and to be honest, when he’s in a mood like this one, it’s not that hard to achieve. All you have to do is breathe in the wrong tone and he’s got you over his knee, your ass hot and stinging. 

“Mmph.” You wriggle, your stomach pressed against the thickness of his thighs. Your cunt clenches at the feel of his fingertips tracing the sore skin of your rear, hips winding as you try to work his touch lower. 

“What’s a’matter? S’that pussy achin’ for me?” Lee taunts, leaning down over you and letting his lips brush behind your ear. Your eyes fixate on the damp material of his uniform pants, drool seeping from the corner of your mouth. “Use your words, babylove.” 

Your eyes are thick with frustrated tears, another spank to your sore flesh making you jerk and cry out, teeth biting down against the panties crammed between them before they’re ripped from your mouth and tossed aside. 

“Come on, use your words. Tell daddy what you want, huh?” 

“I-ah!” Your body is practically thrumming from the pain rippling through your skin, but fuck, it’s so good. He knows exactly what you can take - exactly where your limit lies. “Please. Please, touch me.” 

“Apologise, pumpkin. Tell daddy you’re sorry for being a bratty little cunt.” 

“But I didn’t do-ah! Fuck!” You whimper, another blow, this time to back of your thigh. “Sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, daddy!”

“Good girl.” Two fingers thrust into your sopping wet cunt without warning, the stretch causing your eyes to clench shut and your toes to curl inside your socks. “Now, m’gonna make this ‘lil pussy happy an' then you’re gonna get to makin’ that pie I love so much, ain’tcha babylove?” 

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[lilwh0r30827]

You may be a good candidate for a position I’m currently hiring for. It doesn’t pay very well but the benefits speak for themselves and are very appealing for whores like you.

It’s in my pinned post but I’ll save you the trouble and paste it below..

You’re completely naked except panties, your ass is plugged, your nipples clamped and a ball gag in your mouth. I’m clothed and sitting back in an arm chair enjoying a drink while you’re straddled over my foot. You’re humping and grinding your needy drippy cunt on my boot. It’s not enough to scratch your it’s but it’s almost when you need. Yiure moaning and whimpering for something more are entertaining for me.. watching the drool hang from your chin onto your tits and rubbing down your stomach amuses me. Good girl, keep going, my boot is getting shiny and clean from your cunt polishing it with your juices.. I can feel my cock swelling in my jeans and I stand up to undo my pants and take my cock out. You’re not allowed to touch it or put it on your mouth. You’re not even allowed to look at it. You’re to maintain eye contact with me while I use your drool to stroke my cock inches from your face. I take your ball gag out to get more lube and your mouth is open wide, tongue out and drooling excessively. You’re like a little bird waiting to be fed. You’re doing such a great job of cleaning my boot, there’s a puddle forming on the floor.. you’re starting to make a mess slut but that’s ok, you’ll clean that up in a minute. I take your drenched panties off since your needy drooly cunt has ruined them and the direct contact between your swollen clit and the leather of my boot will provide the increased friction you’re aching for. With a fistful of your hair I guide your face to the puddle on the floor you’ve made. You’re now face down, ass up. Holes exposed and primed for use. I pull the plug from your asshole and watch it gape before forcing the head of my swollen cock in as it closes up tight.. “ Oh Oww Sir, you said you were going to fuck my pussy tonight”. Are the mumbled words I hear between moans and whimpers and your whore noises. “No dummy, you know we don’t use that hole. That’s just a lube dispenser for your fuckhole. Now shut up and clean your mess while I fill this hole. Your face gets pushed into the puddle and floor with each thrust of my cock driving balls deep into your asshole. I finally explode delivering a huge hot load of cum deep into your ass before pushing your plug back in . “Oh look at the time. I’ve got places to be, I’m going to shower, when you’re finished cleaning up your mess, you can let yourself out. I’ll see you tomorrow night at 7:00. My other boot still needs cleaning

fucccck🥵🔥🫠🤤

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

I know it’s not spooky season (I believe you can celebrate all year) but we need more vampire Matt please

As a spooky bitch, yes! We can and should celebrate it all year 😌 And as vampire unhealthy lover more Vamp!Matt has me drooling 🤤

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This was going to be the one job that would give you the attention you needed to boost your career even further. As a crime journalist, your career needed a solid base for you to be taken seriously in this predominantly male field.

In college they called you “the steamroller”, the nickname was primarily used as a way to repress you and prevent you from standing out in a mainly male class. But little did they know you were anything but a quitter nor did you back out from a challenge, so now - a few years later- the nickname that once had a pejorative tone to it, became a reason for pride and respect in the investigative journalism field.

Now, with the crime wave involving vampires that was currently taking place all over California, you did the one thing no one had the courage to do, and that is interviewing the man responsible for making California the biggest vampire state in America: Matt Jackson.

Your choice of clothes for this interview was well thought through, this was a man over two thousand years old! If there was a thing he sure had seen plenty in his life was a pair of tits - without mentioning what resides below the female waist - meaning provocative clothes would have no effect on him whatsoever. So you didn’t even bother to be the embodiment of the hot secretary fantasy with your pencil skirts and too many open blouse buttons. You settled for a white dress shirt opened just enough to expose your upper chest area, a pair of black tailored wide-leg pants, black stiletto heels, and a loose Brigitte Bardot style bun to break the too-crisp look.

You had finished rolling your long sleeves back to your elbows when the door opened. His scent floated to your nostrils before you caught a glimpse of him leaning against your office's door.

"I hope you didn't get bored while waiting for me" Matt smirked, sharp fangs gleaming underneath the moonlight that shone from the big windows.

"Good evening to you as well, Mr. Jackson" You offered your hand for a handshake "Thank you for agreeing to this"

He only chuckled back, silently refusing your hand as he stepped closer to you "I don't like handshakes, they're too formal, too impersonal" Matt's chocolate eyes had a sparkle of livid fire that somehow caused your confident self to momentarily lose any urge to resist to him.

"But I do accept a kiss though" His smirk grew wider until it transformed into a malicious grin.

You turned around and headed back to your seat before you gave in and agreed to anything this man proposed to you "I'm afraid that's not very professional, Mr. Jackson"

"I won't tell if you don't" He winked and leaned over your desk until he hovered above you again "How much thrusting do you think these office chairs can take before breaking?"

"I doubt you don't know the answer to that already"

Matt's laugh was low and predatory-like, his warm breath coated your lips as he leaned even closer "It's been a while since I tested that, perhaps they changed the technology and nowadays they last longer"

“Perhaps you should take a seat so we can start our interview, sir” You answered nonchalantly

“Hmmm…sir” Matt tested the word on his tongue and grinned “I like the sound of that word coming out of your mouth, dovey”

“Mr. Jackson-”

“Oh, that sounded even better! And you know what? My bedroom walls would bounce off your pleading voice resulting in a lovely echo. You should come with me and see it for yourself”

“I’m pretty sure your bed is already filled with too many women, sir”

“Jealous?” Matt chuckled, his lips wandering dangerously close to yours, warm breath slowly fanning over your neck as he continued “Very few humans can have such a marking scent, dovey. And even fewer humans can turn me on just by their scent alone. But there’s something about you that’s very palatable. Perhaps it’s your sharp tongue, or self-confidence, or even the fact that you’re incredibly turned on by me but you’re trying your best to not let it show”. Matt knelt on top of the desk, hands gripping your white dress shirt and ripping it apart causing the small buttons to fly across the room.

“Are you fucking insane?!” You covered yourself with your arms, in an attempt to keep his wandering eyes from traveling to your - now-exposed - breasts. The black see-through lace scraped against your forearms and was enough to hide your hardened nipples.

“One of the powers I developed when I was turned was to be able to capture scents in a very unique way. See, every scent is attached to either a memory or a wish, I can smell the ocean on someone’s skin and know if is it because they wish to be or live by the beach or if it’s because they grew up in the seashore” Matt grabbed your face, squeezing your cheeks together and pulling you closer to him before smirking.

“When I got in here I could smell your arousal. It was as strong as a punch in the gut. Then, of course, I saw the image attached to it. You wanted me to fuck you on top of your desk the minute you saw me by the door, in fact, you imagined me fucking you on the desk, on the chair, on the floor, against the walls, and the most fun one: against the large windows. Everything was pictured in your mind in less than 5 seconds, and after you got wet enough to ruin your desk chair, you forced yourself to not think about it…just until you get home to your vibrator that is. But let me tell you something, little dove” Matt’s tongue traced the outline of your red lips “What that sweet, tight pussy is hungry for, a vibrator can’t ease it, only I can. Your need is for my cock, not your battery-operated friend. Because unlike him, I can go for days on end without the need for a charger” He pulled you forward until your body was glued against his, Matt let his hand fall from your cheeks to around your neck and he lightly applied pressure with a grin “And I doubt he can eat pussy like I can”

“You sure talk a big game, Mr. Jackson. But something tells me you can’t live up to your promises. Plus, if I wanted to be one of your unmemorable quick fucks, I would’ve gone to your little club. I called you here because I want an interview with the most well-known vampire in California to get his insight about vampire-related crimes, that’s all”

Matt bit his lower lip to restrain himself from fucking you right there and then. *That fucking smart mouth will haunt me like the worst nightmare. I won’t be able to take this little slut out of my head* He thought to himself and chuckled “Of course that’s the only reason why you called me here because you’re so professional, aren’t you, little dove? Do you want an interview? I’ll give you an interview” Matt pushed you back on your chair, your trembling legs did you the favor of making you fall not so gracefully on the black leather and you stared up at him as he turned on your laptop.

You watched his hands unbuckling his black belt and when the screen before you lit up with your name and space to enter your password, Matt growled:

“Let’s see how well you can type with a cock deep inside you”

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Ok, OMG, my horny mind.

Ok imagine a Dark!Raymon Smith watching you work in a cafe opposite to Mickey’s Pub.

And following you home every night without you knowing making sure you get home safe (and figuring out where you live, so he can plant cameras later 😳)

And he’s so damn subtle with it, he’ll do shit like bump into you on the sidewalk and catch your scent and fucking identify the perfume you use, then proceed to buy one for himself to remind him of your smell (maybe jerk off to it too, that’s up to you 🫣).

But like yeah, currently drooling over Raymond smith and that fucking signet ring of his (want it in me so badly😀)

Thanks for listening to my Horny TedTalk 🎀🎀🎀

This is the kinda TedTalk we need 🤤 He seems like he'd be such a subtle stalker. Bonus points if she just doesn't recognise him ever bc he is so sneaky and makes sure he's not memorable bc he needs to get close but not obvious.

[shesbackagain]

5. Your ideal date? (can be platonic or romantic)

7. Something that brings you happiness?

8. A book you haven't read, but plan to?

10. Do you have a favourite mug or teacup?

12. Favourite type of pie / pastry?

15. What is your current favourite piece of clothing?

16. Sweet or savoury breakfast?

19. Favourite board game?

:)

5. I'm big on coffee dates in a cute bakery 💘 he'll probably be the one if he takes me on breakfast dates or bookshop dates or gym dates

7. A warm bed, hugs, more coffee, the sun shining, my nephew, vintage music

8. I want to read one of Agatha Christie's books

10. Of course I do! I love mugs and every time I travel somewhere I buy one as a little souvenir ☕ my favourite one's are the Porto and Edinburgh one's 💓

12. I really really love croissants! 🥐 I missed the almond one's from my trip to London, they were delicious 😋

15. The last jeans I've got probably, they're a different shape and they're comfy and I feel cool wearing them haha 👖

16. Breakfast is my favourite meal and most of the time it's savory but I love both. Give me some avocado toast or pan con tomate y jamón or scrambled eggs and I'm drooling but please don't forget about pancakes or french toast or a croissant because there's room for everything 🤤

19. I had a lot of fun playing the virus card game! 🧟

[oraclekleo]

Hello, my dear spiritual family!

I'm currently heavily demanded at work and very busy which means I'm unable to deliver new content.

It doesn't mean I have forgotten you, though. 😊

I think it's time I come up with an ask game of my own 😉

Beware! Some of the questions might be spicy! 18+ Warning!

Kleo's Ask Game

🏮 What was your juiciest / sexiest dream you remember?

🎨 What's your favourite spot to chill and relax?

🎃 Which one of your fears would you like to overcome?

🎬 Which story kept you up all night? (Book, movie, drama, fanfic, etc.)

👑 Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

⚽ What is your favourite group activity? (Team sports, games, gatherings, etc.)

🎮 What is your favourite solo activity?

🔥 What's the weirdest thing you ever found hot about someone?

🦉 Who is your trusted person, someone you ask for advice when it truly matters?

💃 What's the best thing about being single for you?

🚫 What's the worst thing about being single for you?

🛀 What's the best thing about living alone for you?

❌ What's the worst thing about living alone for you?

🪑 What's your favourite adult toy? Or which one you would love to have?

🛌 Do like to sleep with many pillows or none?

🌿 Do you like to add something in your bath? If yes, what? (Bath salt, foam, dried or fresh herbs, lemon slices, water friendly crystals, etc.)

🍩 Do you eat breakfast? If yes, what do you eat for breakfast?

🃏 What's your favourite PC / video / XBOX / Playstation / Smartphone game?

🤺 How do you feel when people disagree with you?

🦖 Which one is your favourite dinosaur?

🐬 If you could have any animal as a pet, which one would you keep?

🤤 Who's the sexiest, most drool-worthy person you know? (Regardless their personality, purely physical attraction-wise)

🚨 Do you watch / have watched p*rn? If yes, elaborate a bit.

🎶 What's your favourite TV show opening theme?

🧨 Are you soft sub, bratty sub, soft dom or hard dom according to your own opinion?

🍦 What's your favourite ice cream flavour?

🌲 What's your favourite natural scent?

🔊 What's the most irritating sound for you?

Feel free to ask me or reblog so people can ask you. 😉

[a1ha1tham]

Waking Up Next to Your Favorite Genshin Character.

Pairings: ✨Alhaitham x Gn! reader✨

Genre: 🩷fluff🩷

♦Summary♦- The night before, you were playing Genshin Impact. You were so tired that you forgot to log out, and just fell asleep in your chair.

♡Author's Note♡: Hello to everyone reading this. This is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy it! I am excited to become welcomed in the writing community here on tumblr. I wont hold you, so enjoy.☆

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"Ok just one last domain". You said while yawning, slumping deeper into the chair. The only sound in the room was the clicking noises from your mouse, and your pet kitten purring in her sleep. Your dreary eyes focused on the moniter, controlling your current Dendro DPS, Alhaitham, in combat against the Fatui.

After completing the last domain, collecting your materials, you sighed in relief. Ascending all the characters and weapons as much as you can. There. You were finally done with all the farming and ascending. Before you can log out, everything went black.

~Morning~

You awoke to the sunrays hitting your face through the lace curtains. You slowly opened your eyes and yawned. For some reason you felt good this morning. You didn't feel tired, like usually, and wasn't stiff-like. You haven't slept this good in almost years. Your body felt relieved for the first time.

You looked around at your surroundings and saw your moniter still on. Your eyes widened, staring in your laptops direction. Didn't I log off? I thought I shut everything down. You thought to yourself. Your expression was questionable. Then you remembered.

~Last Night~

After you fell asleep, there was a swooshing sound coming from your laptop. You didn't hear it since your a heavy sleeper. The swooshing sound stopped after like 7 seconds. A tall, grey haired man, stood over you with a softened gaze and a small smile.

He carried you to the bed and tucked you in. He then layed beside you, and became big spoon for the night. The grey haired man then gave you a small kiss on your neck and fell sound asleep.

~Back to Morning~

You remembered being carried to the bed, but by who? Before you could think some more, a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist. A small groan came from behind you. You were a little freaked out since you live alone. You turned around and the sight in front of you was gorgeous. Grey strands of hair slightly covered his eyes and forehead.

His strong arms still wrapped around your waist. How you almost drooled over his biceps. (same bestie same🤤) His soft breath tickled your cheeks and a bright red blush filled your face. You almost swallowed your heart at this beautiful sight. You couldnt believe that THE ALHAITHAM was sleeping right in front of you.

"Well goodmorning to you too, Y/N." His voice was deeper than usual since he had just woken up. He opened his eyes and saw you staring at him in amazement. Mouth wide opened, eyes widened, face red as a tomato. He chuckled at your expression. "How long do you plan on staring? Hm~?" At this point you couldn't even talk. "U-um sorry i was j-just surprised that your here." He smiled and cupped your face. Planting a small peck on your forehead. "Thanks to you, i can finally see you in person." You nearly passed out in his arms. How is this possible? My favorite genshin man is right here holding me. I feel safe. Am i dreaming?

♡THE END♡

♡Author's Note #2♡: I really enjoyed writing this. I was literally fangirling over this lmao 💀. I hope you all enjoyed it! Should i make another one like this but with another genshin character? Let me know!☆☆

[cameronsprincess]

I just saw your post about mama. I immediately thought of Steve. “Mmm, come here Mama…so fucking sexy. Fucking my thigh like that.”

PLSSSSS. i’m currently writing that steve with inexperienced!reader 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 mama on full blast along with a daddy/sir kink!!!! i’m DROOLING🤤

[ficmesideways]

Hi! I was wondering if there's any particular fandoms or characters that you're inspired for atm?

Hi! Yes. I am currently on a Supernatural rewatch so Dean, Sam, and Cas are always good choices. I also just finished The Boys (drools at Butcher 🤤) and Obi Wan and Bucky Barnes are just always Daddy lol. Those are what I am currently diving into. Thanks ks for the ask!!! ❤️❤️

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

303 of 2023

How nerdy are you? [True or False]

Created by joybucket

You wear glasses. 🤓 You own a plaid button-up shirt. You've worn suspenders as part of your regularly everyday outfit. You've had braces. You currently have braces. You've gotten straight A's in your favorite class. You've cheated on a test, but no one would ever suspect you of cheating unless you told them. 📝 ...because you have a reputation for being a goody-two-shoes. You can be socially awkward sometimes. You've tripped over your own two feet. You love books. 📚 You have allergies. 🤧 You like learning new things. You own a pair of plaid pants. You've worn two prints together, such as a striped shirt with plaid pants. You've had a nosebleed. You've had a nosebleed in the middle of class. You've never had detention. You have big feet. You've been made fun of in class. You've been a teacher's favorite student. You've woken up to find your hair was sticking straight up. Math was your favorite subject in school. You'd rather solve math problems in your head than use a calculator. You have a gap between your front teeth. You still wear a backpack, even though you're not in school anymore. You can't dance. You sing off-key. You use a lot of gel in your hair. You've used an epi pen when you were having a severe allergic reaction. You've been rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. 🚑 You've experienced anaphylaxis. You've had a panic attack. You have frequent panic attacks. You take a lot of medication every day. 💊 You think it's fun to learn new vocabulary words. You've hyperventilated. You enjoy performing science experiments. 🧪 You majored in Science or Math in college. You've built a robot. 🤖 You think it's fun to fix people's computers. 💻 Sometimes you performs science experiments just for fun. You were the last of your friends to get a smartphone. 📱 You still own and use a dumbphone. Most of the music you listen to isn't mainstream popular music. ...in fact, most people probably haven't heard of some of your favorite music artists. You have your own website. You use a planner. You enjoy organizing. You think cleaning is fun. You've sat on a whoopee cushion someone else placed in your seat. You've slipped on a banana peel. 🍌 You've fallen asleep and caught yourself drooling. 🤤 You've fallen asleep and caught yourself snoring. 😴 You've fallen asleep in class. You've fallen asleep in church. You've fallen asleep in a car. You've fallen asleep while driving. You were valedictorian of your graduating class. 👩‍🎓 You were salutatorian of your graduating class. 👨‍🎓 You gave a speech at your high school's graduation. You have a high school diploma. 🎓 You've worn a graduation cap and gown in a ceremony. 🎓 You still talk to one of your favorite teachers from high school. You have a gift that one of your favorite teachers gave you. One of your teachers came to your graduation open house. You've been to the house of one of your teachers. You attended a university. You attended a community college. You've graduated from college. You've taken an Honors class. You got straight A's in all of your classes. You've taken a test that said you had a high IQ. You've participated in a district spelling bee. You've won a district spelling bee. You've won an in-class spelling bee. You still remember your high school locker combination. You've passed notes in class. You've started crying uncontrollably in public. You've started crying uncontrollably in public as an adult. You've accidentally dropped your phone in the toilet. You've accidentally lost an earring down the drain. You've slipped and fallen on the ice in public. 🧊 You've fallen down the stairs in public.