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Demon Slayer Dick Headcannons ft. the Demons

TW: yandere, mentions of non-con, kidnapping, excessive talk about balls and cum, breeding, cumplay, MDNI

Featuring: Muzan Kibutsuji, Kokushibou, Douma, Akaza, Gyutaro

The first thing you’ll notice when you first see him nude is how perfectly and pristinely groomed he is. There’s not a hair out of place; his skin is perfectly smooth along his navel, happy trail meticulously waxed on a regular basis to keep himself clean and presentable. (Presentable for you, of course, though he’d never admit it, because although you don’t really have the option of rejecting him, it still makes him feel better to know that he looks as good as possible.) He’s even anal about shaving his balls, too – making sure that everything is as perfect as possible. His navel and v-line are absolutely drool-worthy; muscle sharp enough to be defined under your fingertip when you touch him, lines seeming to point directly towards the pale, slender cock hanging between them. He’s thoroughly average in size – a solid five or so inches with moderate girth, his tip rather bulbous and a rich, flush pink color. He has a tendency to produce a lot of precum, beads practically oozing out as he watches you with those sharp, intense eyes. The only sign you’ll get that he’s even remotely aroused by you is just how painfully swollen his tip becomes, just how wet and sticky his slacks become as he watches you touch yourself, thighs squirming and your face feeling warm because he’s just staring, not even bothering to touch himself.

He's not very physically sensitive, but Muzan becomes extremely engrossed into whatever scenario or dynamic he’s forced you into during sex. He’s always in charge, of course, the dominant figure, but he finds himself becoming monumentally more sensitive and effected by your touch when you’re in physically submissive positions; on your knees while he stands before you, all your clothing stripped off to reveal your bare form while he’s only unzipped his slacks and his cock’s pulled out, a hand already buried into your hair as he forces you to lick and drool along his length. When you’re on your knees with your ass poised in the air, face pressed against the mattress as he smacks at you, watching your cheeks bounce with ever harsh thrust as he degrades you and calls you just a toy to fuck. There’s something about being able to see his cock physically entering you and seeing the way you react to it that makes him hurtle closer to his orgasm, the pleasure making his head spin a bit and his composure wane ever so slightly, enough so that if you were to listen hard, you’d hear him very, very quietly mutter your name in pleasure. It takes him a moderate amount of time to reach his orgasm, though he prefers to prolong the experience for as long as possible and will intentionally edge himself so that he can keep watching you slobber on his cock, so that he can keep fucking into you, so that he can keep feeling you you you. His cum is runny and an off-white, creamy color. He doesn’t produce a huge amount, but it’s always hot, the heat feeling uncomfortable on your skin. (And reminding you that he’s not human, because what human could produce cum that warm?) He’s not especially vocal when he’s orgasming, but you’ll notice that he always lets out a signature grunt right as he lets go, his teeth bared and his eyes fluttering shut, hips bucking seemingly without his control as he pushes himself into you deeper, harder, further.

His favorite way for you to touch his cock is when you’re worshipping it. His ego absolutely must be stroked during sex – he wants you to recognize that you’re inferior to him, and having you praise him and give him such lewd attention gets his head and cock swelling. He likes when you get particularly depraved with the worship – the more dehumanizing, the better. He wants you to rub his tip along the outline of your lips as you kneel for him, his fist tucked under his chin as he sits back in the leather chair, watching you with eyes like a hawk as you try to please him. He wants you to kiss the tip, then drag it along your cheekbones. Nudge it with your nose, let your tongue loll out and lick at him, even trace down your jugular and around a nipple. He wants his precum smeared absolutely everywhere on your body, and he wants you to thank him for it, your voice airy and light, admiring and loving. He wants you to kitten lick him and suckle at his tip, big doe eyes flicking up to meet his gaze and immediately averting it, bashfulness written across your face that makes Muzan’s lip curl up and his hips twitch. He wants you to stay still and play with your clit while he grasps himself right at the base, smacking his shaft against your cheek and sneering down at you, going on about how you’re really just a little whore, aren’t you? You enjoy being treated like dirt, don’t you? He wants you to drool on him as you take him down your throat, sucking hard enough to hollow your cheeks and moaning around him, the vibrations making his eyes flutter closed. He wants you to lick and suck at his balls, telling him how good he tastes, thanking him over and over for letting you touch him. He wants you to show him that you know your place – and when he makes you close your eyes and open your mouth wide while he fists his cock and holds your head in place, you’d better tell him thank you, sir as rope after rope of hot, runny cum splatter onto your face. Maybe then he’ll consider fucking you – only if you’ve behaved.

Kokushibou’s cock is long, with hardly any veins decorating the length. When he’s hard it curves ever so slightly upwards, allowing him the perfect angle to brush against the spongy spot that makes you scream when he’s got you pinned underneath him. He’s on the skinnier side, your fingers very comfortably wrapping around his girth, but what he lacks in width he makes up for with just how deeply he can reach inside of you. It’s nearly painful, really, because when he presses in as far as your cunt will let him, tears sting at your eyes and you’re gasping because it feels like he’s splitting you in two, the pressure too much and  the feeling of being full nearly overwhelming. His balls droop a bit, looking heavy to the touch and a much deeper red color than the rest of him, always drawing your attention. The color is so rich that in certain lights, namely moonlight, they almost look purple. When he’s hard, they’ll oftentimes throb and pulse, particularly when his patience begins running out and the desperation to fuck you becomes too strong to ignore. And even when he’s fucking you, if you pay attention you’ll feel the way they sporadically clench against you, his balls indicating exactly what he’s feeling and how close to his orgasm he is. His cock is genuinely hard – there’s hardly any give when you squeeze at it, feeling so solid and firm that when he slaps it lightly against your clit before he pushes inside it nearly hurts. And once it’s inside, it bullies its way past your walls, muscles being parted and molded to his shape because he views your cunt as his. (Just as he views his own cock as partially yours, as well.)

Kokushibou is moderately sensitive, though he’s particularly weak to the feeling of your walls. He enjoys the sensation of your hand, mouth, breasts, thighs, and everything else you offer to him, but he’ll always preference your pussy over anything else. It’s partially based in traditional ideas about what sex is for and a weakness for seeing the way you respond to his cock. He loves the way you go dumb the moment he starts thrusting into you – your mouth parts into a permanent gasp, fingers grasping at the sheets underneath you, back arching up off the ground and your nipples perking into hard little buds that he can’t help but stare at. It doesn’t take him too terribly long to orgasm, and the moment you start clenching down on him with any sort of regularity, you’ll notice the way his thrusts start to get sloppy and uncoordinated, the rhythm faltering and his hair covering his upper eyes as he tries to regain his composure, unable to let the moment end quite yet. You’ll always be able to tell when he’s orgasming because his hips momentarily freeze up and a very small, slight shiver wracks his whole body before he’s letting rope after rope spurt from his tip. He prefers to finish inside you, but on the rare occasion when you’re using your hands on him, you’ll see the way his cum shoots out in perfect little arches, landing in puddles against your chest or fist and drying fairly quickly. His cum is oddly fragrant – it doesn’t smell good or bad necessarily, but the scent is extremely masculine and you’ll quickly learn to associate it with him. (This is the primary way you learn that he’s grown a penchant for humping at your sleeping pillow, the same familiar scent imbued into the fabric that you lay your head on each night.) His refraction period is rather long, so it’s unlikely you’ll get more than a single round out of him on any given sexual encounter, but after a long while of being stuck by his side, you’ll learn that if you request it of him, he’ll gladly bring you to your high a few times over with his fingers and mouth even after he’s finished himself. He won’t explicitly offer it for fear of both rejection and his own pride, but you’ll notice the way his semi-flaccid, rather pathetic looking cock twitches at your request, an obvious sign that he very much wants to please you.

His more traditional views of sex and intimacy are showcased in the way that he prefers to fuck you in simple missionary style. He likes the simplicity of the position, and the way you feel in his position makes him quietly grunt under his breath and throw one of your legs up over his shoulder. The new angle makes your walls feel incredibly tight, the sensation making his fingertips grip onto your thighs just a hair too tight, leaving finger shaped bruises behind. He’ll pin you down, spitting onto his hand and giving himself a few good pumps, before lining himself and pushing inside slowly, all six eyes intently watching your face and seeing the way your eyes roll to the back of your head. Kokushibou, despite coming off as rather cold and indifferent in most aspects of your relationship, is actually extremely in touch and sensitive to your perception of him – he wants you to like him, maybe even love him, and to see the way you respond so quickly and easily to his cock makes him giddy with pride. The way you clench down on him spurs him to fuck into you with fuller, deeper strokes, the constant stimulation against his sensitive skin making his fight back the orgasm that’s steadily building in his navel. Sometimes he’ll even throw both of your legs over his shoulders, your cunt feeling even more tight with the new angle, loving the way you gasp and claw at him, his name a mantra on your lips as his thrusts get a little more animalistic. Having you underneath him like that helps quell his possessiveness – the knowledge that no one else will ever get to touch you like this brings him hurtling towards his orgasm, and although it’s very slight, as the first few ropes of cum flood into your cunt, you’ll be able to hear him lowly growl an almost unintelligible mine under his breath.

He’s solidly average in nearly every way – average length with an average girth, just a truly utilitarian cock. It’s mostly pale, with the tip being a softer pink color that grows darker by the second when he’s hard. What makes him thoroughly not average, however, is that his length is almost always extremely cold to the touch. The skin is always cool, not quite feeling like ice but certainly unnatural against your fingertips. It’s an odd sensation – when he’s fucking you, the shivers that run up and down your spine aren’t just from the way he’s expertly rolling his hips and managing to hammer into that one spot that makes you see stars. Rather, it’s the temperature difference, how the sensation of something so hard and cold inside of you gets your toes curling and the softest gasp slipping off your tongue because it all just feels so very strange. But Douma absolutely loves the way it catches you so off guard, knowing that even if you’ve slept with men before him (a thought that makes something ugly stir in his gut), surely no one else had made you feel quite like this. He’s not the best with matinence, preferring to occasionally trim when he has the time, but he doesn’t expect you to be hairless either. He likes the buildup of hair, actually, because Douma loves to see the way your combined slick and cum settles against the hair, clumping it together and leaving a mark of the two of you together. (Often times, he’ll delay showering or cleaning himself after sleeping with you simply so that he can keep the scent of you on him with easy access. He’ll dip a finger down and swipe it through his pubic hair, bringing the finger up to smell and letting his eyes close and a rather boyish smile settle onto his lips, other palm already cupping at and rubbing the bulge forming in his pants.)

Douma isn’t sensitive. Once his obsession with you develops, he stops sleeping with other cult-followers, but the damage is already done. He’s slept with dozens of human women and men, and as a result his body has grown used to constant stimulation and pleasure by many different hands. It takes a long while for him to orgasm, the combination of his stamina and experience combining together to make your job much more difficult when Douma simply orders you to get him off. The one thing that consistently helps bring him closer to the edge, however, is when you use a significant amount of pressure against his cock. When you’re pumping your fist up and down his length, squeeze just a bit tighter than what seems correct and he’ll hiss, those eyes of his shining as he tells you to keep going, his hips bucking and thrusting up in time. When you’ve got him against your tongue, suck as hard as you can while you run the tip of your tongue along the underside of the shaft and you’ll feel his whole body sag in pleasure, the small little giggle-lick sigh he lets out letting you know that your actions have effected him. And when he’s fucking you, clench down on him sporadically and you’ll notice the way his cool, unbothered tone and expression grow just a hair darker, his voice getting a bit gruffer and his eyebrows drawing tight as he fucks into you meanly, like he’s got something to prove. It’ll still take him a long while to get off, but once he finally reaches his high, you’ll be rewarded with a very copious amount of thick, glue-like cum that will plug you so full that you’ll be leaking it around his length. It’s oddly sweet, the consistency smooth against your tongue. This is particularly lucky because Douma absolutely loves to finish on your face, loving the way you look all tainted and ruined and pathetic with his cum smeared across your cheeks and lips, clumped up in your eyelashes, even staining your hair. Cute.

His favorite way for you to touch his cock is when you simply open your mouth as wide as you can go and let him use you. Fucking you face is one of his favorite past times – there’s something about the power trip that drives Douma wild, the visual of you on your knees for him while his nails dig against your scalp and he physically moves your head up and down his length like you’re some kind of human fleshlight gets blood rushing straight between his legs. He can be rather unassuming in bed at times, but Douma absolutely hates to give up control, and having you so willingly let him do as he pleases with your mouth makes him giddy over both the sensation of your tongue and throat against his skin but also at your complete and utter submission to him. He likes watching the way your lips pucker around his girth, the way his cock disappears and reappears as he keeps up the motions. He likes the sight of your spit against his skin, reflecting the candlelight as he thrusts his hips forward to meet the motions of your head. He likes when you gag, the way your throat closes up making him moan lowly and only push deeper, wanting to hear more of the choking sound you let out. He likes knowing that he has an effect on you, enjoying the way your body responds to him. He likes how you desperately try to control yourself, to stop yourself from choking and pulling back, watching you fight your instincts because you don’t want to displease him. It strokes his ego and has his cock swelling inside your throat, and when he finally, finally reaches his orgasm, he’ll pull back without warning, your lips releasing his tip with a wet, lewd pop noise. He'll smack his tip against your cheeks a few times, eyes fluttering closed as his fist pumps up and down his fist so quickly that it’s a blur, until suddenly you feel slightly cold cum spraying across your face, Douma’s airy moans and laughter ringing in your ears as he strokes and strokes and strokes so that every last drop lands on your pretty, human face. Afterwards, as you’re still on your knees and he’s standing before you, he’ll tell you to kiss it, dear, insisting you press your lips against his tip in one final thank-you for giving you his cum, a commodity you should be truly grateful for.

He’s a solid five inches with moderate girth. The base is thicker, tapering down near the tip but still significant enough to feel when he slips inside of you. The thick, bold lines decorating his body continue down between his legs, with a single line running the length of his cock on either side. A single vein follows each line, sensitive to the touch and making Akaza grunt when you run your tongue along them. It’s pale, and even his tip is rather pale – the softest, baby pink that only grows to a darker red color right on the brink of his orgasm. He keeps himself neatly trimmed, the pink hairs standing out against pale skin and dark lines, tickling your nose when he’s pushing himself down your throat. His balls are low-set, nearly swinging with every step he takes, and though not terribly sensitive, Akaza loves when you pay attention to them and squeeze them a bit harshly. It takes a bit to arouse him, and you can actually watch and feel in real time as he grows hard, the process a bit slow but entertaining to watch because it’s like you can see him start to grow restless, his entire body starting to grow flushed and hot because he needs you. He’s already clingy and constantly trying to be in your space, but once he’s turned on and aroused this only increases, his hands in constant motion as he touches every spot he can reach, groping and squeezing and kneading because wants every part of you in his palm.

He's not terribly sensitive, taking a while to reach his high. His orgasms are long, though, lasting easily twenty or more seconds – once the pleasure peaks, his jaw drops and his lips part, eyes squeezed shut and his eyebrows scrunched together as he gasps each breath. He loses control of his hips in the moment, fucking into your cunt, ass, mouth, or wherever else like a madman, too lost in his pleasure to register your gags or pleas for him to slow down. And for the entirety of his orgasm, cum drools from his tip – it’s a constant flow, thick pearls forming and landing in big, fat splats against your skin or inside you. If given the preference, Akaza always picks finishing inside of you – he knows he can’t actually get you pregnant, but the prospect of breeding you is attractive nonetheless, and so he’ll try to finish every time plugging you up, letting out that half-gasp half-moan as he rides out his high. He’s so insistent on finishing inside that when you’re using your mouth or hand on him, he’ll pull away at the last moment, hands moving faster than you can keep up with as he pins you down, spreading your legs and nudging his tip into you, letting out a shuddering groan as he lets go just in time, cum flooding your cunt while you stare in shock at just how quickly he’d manhandled you. It’s a preference, sure, but with the way he start muttering under his breath ‘m gonna come inside, let me come inside, need to come inside over and over, it feels more like some sort of carnal need rather than a mere enjoyment.

Akaza’s favorite way for you to touch his cock is when he’s got you folded in half, pretty body bent into the tightest mating press you’ve ever experienced. He likes the intimacy of the position; he can press every inch of his body against yours, making sure that he’s the only thing you can feel, see, hear, and taste.  And god, the way your cunt feels makes him lose his fucking mind. You’re so tight like this – the angle making your walls clamp down on him even harder than normal, his tip brushing against that sensitive spot inside you again and again, the way your walls clench onto him like a vice only serving to push his hips faster, his thrusts getting harder and more animalistic. He likes that he can get as deep as possible in this position – he can press in so tightly that his balls are flush with the curve of your ass, every inch of himself buried inside of you, the feeling of your warmth and wetness surrounding him and making him grit his teeth in pleasure. He has a penchant for watching himself in this position – watching the way his cock appears and disappears inside of you, the ring of white sitting at the base making his balls clench. Seeing the way your cunt stretches for him makes him giddy, the sense of possessiveness he feels over you only growing with each thrust. He just likes the way you feel in this position – and how incredibly responsive you are when he finds that perfect angle, feeling you clench down and beg for him, almost as if you love him.

It’s just the slightest bit crooked, like it somehow got broken and didn’t quite heal right. It’s something that Gyutaro is initially embarrassed about, worried that you’ll think it’s strange or unappealing or – worst of all – painful, but he’ relieved to find out that it actually managed to fit inside of you perfectly, snugly rubbing against the sensitive parts of your cunt that leave you gasping his name and begging for more. The same spotted birthmarks decorate the length, sitting so prettily against his tan skin. The spots are more sensitive than the skin around them, and if you run a finger along them he’ll shiver a bit, teeth gnawing together as he stops himself from whining out again, please please please! It’s long, too – long enough to smack against his thigh a bit as he walks, the length sizable even when he’s completely flaccid. His tip is a dark, deep red-pink color, always swelling up to the size of a walnut, the skin wrinkled and sensitive and absolutely dripping in pre-cum. He produces enough that the inside of his pants have countless stains, wet splotches and patches always appearing on them every time he sees you and watches you go about your business. He’s not particularly good at keeping himself groomed, finding that the hair grows back much too quickly and unruly for shaving to be of any use, and although he’s self-concious about it at first, he eventually grows to not mind showing you his naked pelvis. The hair is dark and curly, and because there’s so much of it, the bottom half of his shaft and flushed tip are the only visible parts of him underneath the hair. His balls are extremely sensitive – any pressure or the slightest touch makes something akin to a whine fall from his lips, his hips immediately and uncontrollably jerking forward, his cock visibly throbbing in response because god, he needs to touch you so badly and won’t you just please let him fuck you? He promises he’ll be good, he’ll make you feel so good he promises he promises he promises…

He's almost comically sensitive. Having had no experience in his human years, Gyutaro finds himself painfully effected every time your fingertips brush against his skin. Even outside of his cock, he’s able to get shivers and grow aroused just from you touching his hands, brushing past his side, even feeling your breath against his cheek as you kiss him. He gets hard embaressingly easily, and he absolutely cannot hide it. The obvious tent in his pants is already difficult enough to conceal, but the way his entire body flushes red and he starts panting like some sort of dog makes it obvious what’s going on. And once you’ve got him nude before you, that sensitivity doesn’t go away – he’s shuddering the first time you wrap your fist around him, licking at his lips in nerves and excitement because god you feel better than his own bony hand. He’s like putty in your hands every time you touch his cock, really – he gets hazy, like a fog’s lifted over his brain, and all he can do is mindlessly reach out and grope you, to fuck into you and kiss and lick at you like a man possessed. Consequently, he doesn’t last very long – his orgasms are quick, and he has very little warning before they’re suddenly upon them. He has the decency to warn you, at least, a slurred and rushed ‘m c-coming falling past his lips as his eyes go wide, your name like a mantra as he shakes and spasms. He’s loud when he’s orgasming, nearly incoherent as the pleasure overwhelms him, but you’ll always be able to make out the vague sound of your name and what sounds like ‘thank you’. His cum is thin, almost watery, making it an absolute nightmare to clean up because it gets everywhere. Luckily, Gyutaro has a penchant for coming inside of you and down your throat -  although the taste is rather bitter and makes you gag. But every time he pulls out and sees the white ooze out of your pretty, clenching hole, he can only gulp, already growing hard again and practically begging you to give him another round.

His favorite way for you to touch him is simply letting you grind on him. He knows he’s the one in control in your relationship, but there’s something so freeing and wonderful about giving up his power, about letting you take care of him and treat him so gently and sweetly that makes his heart race. He likes when he’s laying flat on his back, eyes staring transfixed up at you straddling his lap. He likes the way you look on top of him, the feeling of your thighs caging around his hips, and the pressure of your weight against his cock makes him gulp. He likes when you move in slow, sensual circles, the sway of your hips and the warmth of your cunt seeping through the thin layer of your panties against his cock. He likes when you keep a consistent rhythm, letting the pleasure build up and up, only for you to suddenly switch to grinding back and forth right as he’s on the edge, the change making him groan and arch his back ever so slightly. He likes giving you control, and the way you’re able to dictate the pressure against his cock keeps him guessing and keeps his pleasure ebbing and flowing – keeping him from orgasming much too quickly. He particularly likes when you’re grinding against him while he’s fully nude and you only have a measly pair of panties on – something about the skimpiness and the slight taboo gets him hot under the collar, balls clenching and unclenching against your ass as he watches the way the mix of his pre-cum and your slick wets the fabric of the panties. He just likes the intimacy of the moment, and if you were to reach down and play with his tip as you hips move and scoop? Well, you won’t be mad if he soils the pretty fabric of your panties, right? Don’t worry about washing them – he’ll keep them, and take care of it for you. Just give him a few days.

[ataliagold]

Knocking Me Out With Those American Thighs

For @astrangersummer week 1 prompt 'short shorts'. Title from Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC.

Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (pre-relationship)

Rating: Teen (swearing)

W/C - 848

Tags: Post Season 4 Volume 2, Eddie Munson Lives, Eddie Munson has a crush on Steve Harrington, flirting, Steve Harrington wears short shorts, summer, pool party, sun bathing, water balloons, Steve Harrington's thighs, Eddie Munson is suffering

Summary: Steve sunbathes in the tiniest shorts Hawkins has ever seen. Eddie tries and fails to keep his cool.

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Eddie was suffering.

Not just from the heat of the midday sun baking him alive, or from the way his hair was practically glued to his sweat-slick neck.

No, the worst of his suffering was caused by Steve Harrington’s thighs.

They were going to kill him.

Eddie couldn’t help it, he really couldn’t, he just had to keep glancing over at where the other boy was lying in the grass, skin bare except for the tiniest pair of shorts Eddie had ever seen. They barely covered the top half of his thighs for fuck’s sake, what was even the point in them…

The guy’s naked chest and torso had already done a number on Eddie. But when Steve had laid down, stretched out to sunbathe in his backyard, those already-skimpy shorts had ridden up even higher, revealing a slightly paler strip of skin stretched tight over lean muscle and Eddie had had to sit on his damn hands to stop himself from reaching out and just touching…

A water balloon smacked into the side of Eddie’s face, momentarily dragging his attention away from Steve’s hairy thighs.

Luckily for Dustin, who was standing with his hands on his hips nearby and rolling his eyes at Eddie, the balloon hadn’t burst. If it had, Eddie might’ve strangled the kid himself.

“Hey, we said no water balloons near us!” Robin grumbled, sitting up to glare at the kid.

“I called your name three times,” Dustin complained to Eddie. “Not my fault you were too busy staring at Steve.”

Eddie’s eyes darted sideways, sensing movement from Steve. The boy cracked open an eye to give Eddie a brief glance, then closed it again, the tiniest smirk spreading across his face.

“I was not, you little shrimp,” Eddie snapped. “Now what do you want?”

“Come throw the rings into the pool for me? Lucas and Mike keep grabbing them before I can reach them, and I want to try and dive for them.”

Eddie snorted. “What are you, a fucking dolphin?”

“Language,” Steve mumbled lazily, not opening his eyes.

“Apologies, my liege, I’ll try to keep my language appropriate around your little charges.”

“Thank you.”

Eddie stood, wincing a little as he reached up to touch his rapidly reddening shoulders. Unlike Steve, he wasn’t gifted with a natural golden glow to his skin. He was pasty, usually sheet-white.

And now, he was steadily burning to a crisp.

Grumbling under his breath, Eddie stole one last look at the prone Steve, let his eyes run over his form for as long as he thought he could get away with. He could wax poetry about his thighs, about his torso, about the moles dotting his chest and stomach like constellations…

“Eddie?”

Fuck.

“Yeah, Steve?” His response came out as almost a squeak.

“You’re burnt. Once you’re finished entertaining Dustin, come back and get some sunblock on, I’ll help with your shoulders.”

Eddie swallowed thickly. Because that meant Steve would have his hands on him, all sun-warm as he spread sunblock across Eddie’s sensitive skin…

Steve opened his eyes then, rolling over to face Eddie and propping his head up on his hand with his elbow bent.

“And then after that, you can do my back.”

He fucking winked.

Eddie backpeddled, nodding quickly then turning around and doing his best to not trip over his feet as he scrambled after Dustin.

“Dude, you’re the least subtle person I’ve ever seen,” Dustin whispered to him as they walked towards the pool.

“Shut up.”

Eddie threw the rings half-heartedly into the pool, Dustin diving for them in a…not so impressive display of athleticism, but he would emerge eventually and toss the colourful rings back at Eddie, the other kids watching on.

As it tended to do, Eddie’s attention drifted back to Steve.

He was up now, chasing Robin around in the grass with the still-intact water balloon in hand. Robin was shrieking and trying to slap at him with her book, sunglasses flying from her hair. Steve hurled the water balloon, but it slapped against Robin’s back and plopped to the ground without breaking again.

Lightning quick, Robin picked it up and threw it hard back at Steve.

It smacked onto Steve’s chest and burst.

Eddie’s wide eyes drifted down.

Steve’s tiny shorts were now soaked, Robin doubled over with laughter as the water trickled down his torso and collected at the waistband.

Eddie’s gaze followed the path of water through Steve’s chest hair, down the soft planes of his stomach and small swell of his abdominal muscles, tracking past the healing scars on his sides…

When he looked up again, Steve’s eyes were on him.

Just as Eddie was trying to craft an excuse as to why he was openly ogling the guy again, Steve swiped the bottle of sunblock from the grass, holding it up with a little wiggle to Eddie, a slow grin spreading across his face.

Eddie dropped Dustin’s rings into the water without looking, ignoring the kid’s protests, and strode towards Steve.

The other boy’s smile spread wider, his eyes twinkling.

Eddie was fucked.

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[webism]

KINKTOBER DAY TEN: sensory play with sub!geto

kinktober masterlist

cw; reader got a pussy 🙂‍↕️

First you steal his sight—a blindfold stolen from a certain white-haired sorcerer wraps around Suguru's violet eyes and renders his world dark. You suppose that tonight you'll miss the way he looks at you, eyes always blown out when he's feeling lustful, but it's worth the way he shivers in anticipation of your next touch. He can't predict your ministrations now, not without being able to look at you, so he's left just as you want him: vulnerable.

Then, you steal his touch—bind his gorgeous wrists to the headboard above him and deny him the pleasure of his hands on your skin. You tell him, in as serious of a tone as you can conjure, that the second he tried to free himself from his bindings—because you both know he's strong enough to do so—you'll stop touching him, fucking him, altogether. And you know he aches to map your body with his burning palms, which makes the whines that slip from his lips at the prospect of having your body untouched, all that much hotter.

Then, you alter his hearing—play some soft music that will disturb the sounds of your movements. Something with a deep bass that he can feel in his chest, something strong enough to fuck to but gentle enough that when you lean in real close to his ear and whisper all of your plans to fuck him absolutely stupid, not a note of music reaches his pretty mind.

Play with his sense of smell, too— light a candle or two that he clocks the smell of immediately, because though the wax smells nice, it feels even better scalding and dripping onto his skin. A promise of later through his sense of smell alone, he wonders if he's going crazy already—if your final goal is to melt down his sanity and leave him too mindless to care.

And once he's at your mercy, stripped of his basic abilities—to see, to hear, to touch, to smell— the only thing left to fuck is his sense of taste, right? Because what your sweet Suguru is expecting is an ice cube down the column of his neck, or hot wax dripped over the hard planes of his chest and abs, or a fucking feather ghosted across his nipples.

What he isn't expecting, is for you to sit full force on his pretty, blindfolded face and have him taste you entirely on his tongue. He swears against your cunt, laps at it like you're holy—which in his eyes you are—and has to will himself from begging to forget this whole scene so he can lay you down and eat your pussy proper and messy.

Oh but you rub yourself over his chin and nose, and arch down to trace your nails down his chest, over his sensitive nipples, over his stomach and through the gentle patch of hair that rails down to the base of his cock. Your touch is unknown, sporadic, and Suguru Geto will never admit he loves the lack of knowing what's next, but he cums before you an even wrap your fingers around his cock.

Maybe taste is his kryptonite.

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Hot And Cold (Lucifer x fallen!Angel!Reader)

CW: Wax play, Ice play, Ice put inside the body, Oral, It's just smut, don't put ice cubes up your whooha, only use body safe wax for wax play Rating: Adult Summary: Lucifer treats his newly fallen love to a picnic and on a whim decides to expand her pleasurable horizons using the ice from the champagne bucket and the wax from the candles.

A follow up to Praise Be Thy Tongue

It was scandalous, laying on a blanket with your ashen wings spread out behind you. The blond haired man holding your thighs over his shoulders worked his forked tongue between your folds, earning gasp after gasp from your lips. The acts you were partaking in should be done in the privacy of a bedchamber, not in the manor gardens, but that didn’t stop him.

Since the day you had fallen for the King of Hell, rather literally, he had set to work taking his time teaching you the pleasures of the body. Though he had yet to take you in the last few weeks, there had been no shortage of moments of pleasure shared. 

“Lucifer,” you gasped as he devoured you, a man starved as if he hadn’t feasted on your core this very morning. The second orgasm ran through you as he eagerly drank from you, rutting his hips against the ground. Feathers came dangerously close to the candles scattered around, putting your wings in danger of lighting up. 

“Do you want to experience something now?” Lucifer asked, tongue running over his lips as he finally dragged his face from your core. 

“What?” You struggled to catch your breath as he looked at you, eyes full of fiery desire. 

“Do you trust me?” Lucifer asked instead, reaching for the bucket of melting ice that had once housed the bottle of champagne, now empty, laying discarded on the blanket. 

“Trust you enough to give everything up without a second thought,” you whispered, twitching the wings that had grown darker by the day. No longer were they the bright white symbolism of your purity. They, like you, were tainted by your pure love for the devil himself. 

“I want to show you something, do something with you.” Lucifer pulled a wet cube of ice out of the bucket and held it over your body.

Cold drops of water fell from his fingers, splashing on the expanse of naked flesh below. A shudder ran through you at the cold. You watched Lucifer, muscles flexing in his shirtless state as he popped the ice cube in his mouth. It was sinful, the way he rolled it around with his tongue. 

Be brought his face down, lips blowing cold air over your already pebbled nipple. A gasp of air filled your lungs as he ran an icy cold tongue over your nipple. The cold was bitter, biting and felt oh so good on the sensitive nub. Cold lips kissed their way down your body, leaving a frozen trail that had you arching your back for him, legs falling open wider. 

He greedily licked a frozen strip up your slit, collecting your hot slick on his ice chilled tongue. Prideful eyes watched as you reacted to each sensation, colored by the cold. You were oh so beautifully responsive. 

The ice rattled in the bucket as he fished another out, rising up over your body again to place a chilled kiss on your lips. Greedily, you deepened it, pulling him to you with arms around his shoulders. 

He only gave you the deep kiss you sought when he brought the ice cube to your nipple, swallowing your gasp easily. Around and around, he swirled the melting ice along your skin, kissing his way down your neck as gooseflesh erupted over you. 

“The cold feels good, doesn’t it?” Lucifer asked, as the ice ran down your stomach. 

“Yes,” you whined, unsure as the cube’s biting cold ran over your folds. “Luci.” 

“Shh,” he whispered, kissing your cold clit as he pushed the cube inside your opening. The first was joined by a second and a third. Each ran over your clit before joining the others inside your body. A fourth and a fifth made you shiver with the uncomfortable, cold, wet sensation. “It can get better.” 

“Why inside?” Your legs twitched, shivering with the cold as he added a few more cubes. 

“For me, later.” Lucifer said simply, caressing his length through his pants for a moment as he grabbed one of the tall tapered candles that sat around you. “You’ll tell me if you want me to stop, right?” 

You smiled, even through the cold. Lucifer was always one to push you, to show you more, to teach you more, but he was also always one to check in with you and ensure you were alright. 

“Of course,” you whispered as he held the candle high. 

“Good girl,” he said, “That’s my angel.” 

The candle tipped, sending hot wax falling through the air. It handed on the swell of your breast in a harsh contrast to the icy cold. You gasped again, moaning at the heat of it. He poured more, dripping wax over your frozen nipples, causing a delicious pain to spread through them. 

You were not actually being burned, but the cold from the ice made it feel dangerous like you were. He coated each of your nipples as you panted, watching him stroke himself, first through the pants and then pulling his thick cock free. 

Precum dripped from his tip, running down his head and dripping onto your thigh as he dripped wax down the underside of your breast, onto your stomach and mound. 

“Fuck,” Lucifer whispered, watching your hips twitch, wanting. The blanket under you was soaked with icewater. “You look so good like this.” 

“Luci,” you whimpered, want dominating your mind.

“My personal altar to worship at.” He slotted himself between your legs, letting his own wings unfurl. Six magnificent white and red pairs, each larger than the last as they went up his back spread wide, unafraid of the candles. They twitched as he sank into your hole, pushing through the slight resistance from the water washing your slick away.

A shiver ran up his back as your icy walls surrounded him, enveloping his burning cock. He moaned as the head of his cock pushed the hardly there remnants of the ice cubes back, forcing them deeper.

“You’re so cold, wrapped all around me.” Lucifer shuddered again as he thrust deeper into you. “So cold around me.” 

“Feels good,” you moaned, unsure if you were asking him or making a statement of yourself. 

“It does, doesn’t it?” Lucifer thrust into you again and again, slowly fucking you harder as watched the way the wax flaked and broke off your breasts as they moved. You were beautiful. You were perfect. You were his. 

His to have. His to hold. His to corrupt. 

“L-luci,” you moaned his name again and again as he fucked quicker, head of his cock nudging your cervix each time. “I can’t-” 

“You can,” he promised, leaning down to run his tongue over whatever wax free skin he could find, regretting covering your nipples now that he can’t put them in his mouth. “My sweet angel, you can.” 

Fingers tangled into feathers as you reached up, clinging to your lover as he fucked into you. Each thrust took you closer and closer. This was wrong. It was perverted. It was magically right because it was with him. 

You came, throwing your head back as he fucked into you again and again. The waves of clutching contractions around his cock tried to pull him deeper. Arms flexed as you tried to still him, wanting to ride out the orgasm, but he would not be stopped. 

Thrust after thrust pounded into your sensitive hole, not giving you a chance to catch your breath. “Fuck,” he whispered again and again, “So tight. Ice makes you so fuckin tight.” 

“Luci,” you whimpered, “I can’t anymore.” 

“Shh, you can. Just a little bit more.” he kissed you, pulling your legs up allowing him to sink deeper into you. “I’m going to cum.” 

“I’m so cold.” He flexed his wings, sending puffs of air out around you, pushing his cock deeper into you with each powerful flex of his wings. “Please, Lucifer. Inside, warm me up.” 

He came with a swelling twitch and a deep groan, fingers digging into your legs. His pace turned wild, desperate to push every bit of his seed as far back into your cervix as he could. Each rope of semen was followed by another as he thrust again and again, moaning your name.

Only when he was spent did he collapse on top of you, his hot body warming your ice cold skin. Wings draped down his side, covering yours easily. His cock, softening, twitched inside you as he placed soft kisses on your neck. 

“I told you it would be a picnic to remember,” Lucifer teased, rolling off of you. He gathered you to his chest, holding you as if you were not covered in flaking wax and gooseflesh. You went easily, as if his pants were not still tangled around his ankles. 

“I love you,” you whispered into the devil’s chest. 

“A terrible decision, really.” Lucifer answered, voice teasing. “I love you too, a much wiser decision on my part.” 

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[with-my-calamitous-love]

INTERROGATION

dazai x reader

afab! reader

smut, minors DNI (ageless blogs will be blocked)

had a dream about this and had to write it. dazai gets you to talk the best way he knows how to

bondage, candle-play, overstimulation, slight dubcon

you had lost track of how long you had been on that bed.

he cuffed your hands above your head, attached to the bed frame. he left them just loose enough for you to squirm and struggle, but tight enough to draw the line at just that. the only thing he had bothered to cover were your eyes; the rest he had stripped bare. every touch felt like fire against your skin. your senses were heightened and every part of you was shaking. like a puppet on strings, he had left you helpless.

dazai reached out and traced a finger along your exposed skin, down your chest and dangerously close to the in-between on your thighs. he relished in the tremble that ran through your body, letting out a chuckle at your reactions. his breath slowly traced down your neck lower, lower, and lower. he made sure his lips abstained from contact- for now.

he continued to tease and touch you, enjoying your reactions. but even as he took pleasure in the moment, he never lost sight of what he needed from you.

"come on, angel, give me something. anything. i promise, i'll make it worth your while." he whispered into your ear, his tongue making the slightest contact with your neck. your head jerked back at the feeling, dazai ghosting his mouth over your neck and completing it with a heavy lick.

"fuck you." you grit your teeth. you were going to play this game. dazai could get anyone to talk, and you loved being the first to achieve things.

he chuckled. "stubborn little thing, aren't you?" he suddenly removed his contact, and you let out a breath of relief. luckily, your blindfold hid the ever-increasing hunger in his eyes. "i was almost hoping you’d hold out. lets see how long you can last when i do this…”

you suddenly feel a hot, liquid burn on your breasts. he must've lit a candle, letting it drip down you at an agonizingly slow pace. dazai's eyes observed with satisfaction as you gasped at the burning sensation. the flickering flame of the candle illuminated the room, casting dancing shadows that added to the intensity of the situation. but you were unaware, and could only focus on the mental games he played with you.

"poor thing, if only you had just talked….. this would all be over so soon." dazai teased you as you bit your lip. he continued to pour the hot wax down your body, moving down from your chest and to your thighs. he strategically avoided your most sensitive areas, for now. "i only save the best for last, angel."

dazai revelled in the power he had over you, watching the mix of pleasure and agony on your face. each droplet served as a testament to your willpower. he wanted to be impressed, but he knew he had more in for you.

after what felt like forever, you heard a clunk! on the table as he set down the candle. you gasped for air, the burning feeling lingering even after he finished. “i'm impressed, but we're just getting started."

“i-i’m not telling you shit.” you gasped.

"then don't." he slipped his fingers into your mouth, forcing you to suck. "i wanted to play with you more anyway.”

he moved his fingers in and out of your mouth, playing with your tongue and basking in the desperate noises you made. finally, he abruptly pulled out and left you to gasp. without warning, he pressed the two fingers to your clit. you cried out, feeling as he circled your folds before slowly spreading you out. he watched as your fluids ran down your pussy, admiring the sight as your wrists rattled furiously against the headboard.

slowly and deliberately, he pushed one finger inside of you. you screamed.

"how sensitive you are angel... i wonder what else i can do to you..”

he pushed two more fingers inside you, admiring how you dripped around him. your walls clung to his fingers as he slowly moved in and out of you. you felt everything, every inch of him as he fingered you at a torturous pace.

"its almost like you're enjoying this.. come on, tell me what i need to know angel.”

he grabs a chunk of your hair and yanks it, forcing your head to tilt. his tongue meets the skin of your neck once more as the pace of his fingers begins to increase. your body is on fire, your pussy clenches around his fingers as he drags his tongue down to your collarbone. his mouth finally reaches your breast, taking your nipple into his mouth. he sucks the sensitive bud, rolling it between his teeth before moving to the other side of your chest and repeating.

dazai moves in a messy pattern, licking and biting down all over your breasts as his other hand works diligently on your clit. your reaching your limit, but he isn't even close to being done. your wrists rattle against the cuffs as your legs shake like an earthquake had occurred.

"my my angel... are you ready to speak for me?"

he grabs your chin and forces you to face upwards. his thumb drags your lower lip down, daring you to talk for him. you want to spill your guts, to tell him everything. but right now your mind is blank, only focusing on the sweet nectar that dripped down your thighs. your speechless.

all is still for a moment.

that is, until you feel his the tip of his cock tease your folds.

you want to scream but he slaps his hand over your mouth, subduing your moans.

dazai drags the tip of his cock up and down your pussy, daring to push himself inside. you hands clutch the cuffs as you moan against his hand.

"awh, my poor little slut wants to talk now?" he leans in, whispering into your ear.

"too fucking late."

you feel him slowly, agonizingly slowly push his cock inside of you. you scream a moan against his hand as he begins to fuck into your pussy. he pounds into you with no mercy, the sound of slapping and your gagged moans fill the room.

your mind is completely blank. the feeling of his cock pulling out all the way before slamming right back into you is all you can comprehend. dazai fucks you with a savage hunger, gripping your hips as drives his cock inside of you ruthlessly. he lets his hand off from your mouth, allowing you to scream and moan to your heart’s content.

"such a good fucking slut you are.. taking my cock for me so well. beg more. beg for more." he commands.

"f-fuck, fuck. please. please, please." you cry out, forgetting how to speak entirely.

dazai grips the blindfold and pulls it off from you, allowing him to make eye contact with you for the first time.

he looks down at your body. covered in wax, breasts bouncing, wrists tied and your pussy full of him.

"lets interrogate you further, shall we?"

[sky-is-the-limit]

It’s up to you, any kind tbh<3

Well, you're leaving it up to me so you know what that means...

🔞 NSFW headcanons ahead. More specifically,

Kinks I think Phillip Graves would have:

➳ Orgasm Play

Specifically denial. It would be his favourite activity on his days off. Why? Denying orgasm can be a profound way to build tension, make sex last longer, create and prolong desire. It would be his expertise, torturing you like that to have you beg and beg for him to let you finish.

It would feed the dominant Commander inside of him to watch you struggle and whimper while trying your hardest to convince him that you deserve it. "Only good girls get to cum, baby and you were nothing but a filthy slut tonight."

The mascara running down your cheeks along with hot tears, sweat forming on your skin like raindrops and your voice strained from pleading would only fuel him to do it more, again and again until he was satisfied enough with your efforts.

➳ Degradation

His favourite. Both verbal and physical. Yours too, don't deny it.

His Southern accent would be dripping like hot wax on your skin whenever he'd whisper against the shell of your ear pure filth, even in public settings. He would love to do it in a room full of people just to watch the goosebumps decorate your skin and desire pumping like hot blood visibly on your face.

"Who was that, huh? You can't help but act like a little slut to whoever gives you attention. Who do you belong to." His arrogance and ego would set off his jealousy quicker, wishing to put whatever man dared to make sweet eyes at you under the ground and teach you a lesson or two.

He would adore it if you played along, acting all helpless and eager for his touch “Treat me like the little whore I am, Commander.” He would drag your ass into the parking lot and fuck you against the side door, in plain sight.

His mouth would put the worst sinner to shame. "You dirty little whore, you love chocking on my cock, don't you? It's the only thing you're good for." His tone pure mockery for your fragile dignity and he'd love every second of corrupting it.

Physical degradation too. Having you on your knees for way too long or cumming all over your body and refusing to let you take a shower just to see his far you'd go for him.

➳ Impact Play

Phillip Graves would be a traditional man. Don't imagine whips or paddles with him, just his large, strong hands.

He would have a fascination with your ass, firmly grabbing it whenever you'd straddle his lap, playfully slapping it when you'd pass by in front of him and, oh, his favourite..

Discipline. "Actions have consequences. Now strip and bend over my knee, doll." In his office, in the living room, he wouldn't care. You defied him? Made him jealous or worried? He'd have you count out loud while spanking your behind so intensely that you'd feel the sensation for the next days to come.

➳ Restraints

Handcuffs would be his favourite. One tool, many positions. Cuffing your hands to your front or back to have you only use your mouth when sucking him off or binding you on the bed to restrict your movements whilst he'd fuck you merciless would be the most common.

It'd be another way for him to assert dominance and power over you, whether he'd be using softer materials or metal handcuffs and ropes, that would be judged by the environment or your behaviour.

If you were good for him, he'd cuff you to the bed bare naked and spend precious moments kissing all over your body, stimulating your sensitive areas and giving you pleasure after pleasure without you having to lift a finger.

If you were in need of discipline and a reminder of who's in charge, Graves would not just restrict your arms but legs as well to make the build up even more torturous and unbearable to break you down completely before using you as he sees fit.

➳ Power Exchange

He does it with his soldiers, he does it with his enemies, he does it with the world. What makes you think that you'd be an exempt?

For Graves it wouldn't be just a sign of respect but also one of his biggest turn ons. To be called 'sir' from your sweet lips and watch your attitude change entirely to please him and show submission? This man would be over the moon.

Call him by his rank and he'd make sure that you wouldn't be walking properly the next few days.

➳ Sensory Depravation

At its core, you're giving up control to another person and allowing them to take control. His favourite would be a blindfold, specifically his tie. Imagine him fully dressed in a suit, his white collar shirt undone at the top to show off his defined chest and the red silky tie that was decorating it now over your eyes.

When you’re blindfolded, all of your other senses become enhanced. Graves' touch on your skin more acutely, smells become more vibrant, and orgasms can even be more intense.

The arousal rushing through his veins would be enough to send him over the edge. Just sight of you fully naked on the bed, not knowing what his next move would be, your surprised sighs and gasps whenever he'd decide to touch you.

➳ Brat Taming

I'm a firm believer that this man was born to be just that. He would enjoy the bickering, the sarcastic remarks, the delusional idea that you could have the upper hand in any way with him and the journey to have you begging on your knees to be forgiven for your attitude.

He'd find it thrilling for you to attempt to disobey or question his dominance just to have it proven to you over and over again. All the playfulness, the cat and mouse play would fuel his passion and sex drive even more.

"Since you want to be a brat, tonight you will only speak when spoken to unless I tell you otherwise, you are going to learn to watch that little fucking mouth of yours, understand? Now come here and put it to a better use."

All the taunting, pushing boundaries, and really testing the Commander's limits in hope of causing a reaction would only unlock his filthiest fantasies and excitement.

"Oh, yeah? What’s the worst that can happen, Commander?" Oh, you have a long night ahead of you.

➳ Gun play

This would only work if you were under his command. It would start with you interrupting him when he's performing his sacred gun cleaning ritual. He'd have you sit on his lap and rub the head of his gun against your clit as though it was a harmless toy then force you to take it in your mouth and lick it clean.

The motions of your tongue sliding up and down, your lips wrapped around it without breaking eye contact would be enough to have him come undone in his pants.

Just the sight of you recieving pleasure from a weapon that took lives not so long ago would flip a switch in his brain chemistry, turn him into an animal and fuck you in a way that would guarantee you needing to be carried out of there.

[bellabean24]

The Man With The Candle

Kinktober day 19 Sugawara Kōushi x Fem!Reader

Word Count:818

Tags:NSFW, Modern AU, Wax play, Light bondage, FWB

Synopsis:You and your friends with benefits try out a new kink together

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Suga shows up to your apartment an hour before the designated time you said, “You’re here early,” facing Sugawara as he stands in your doorway with a bag in his hands. “I was in the neighborhood.” 

Smiling at him you move to the side letting him through the door, closing the door behind him, he walks to the living room setting his bag on the coffee table. “What did you get?” Curious about what’s in the bag you take a peek, but just as you were about to look he grabs the bag from you, “No don’t peek Y/N.” 

Pouting, you walk up to him sitting next to him on the couch, “what is it Kōushi,” leaning your head on his shoulders Sugawara pulls two long unscented candles and cute black fuzzy handcuffs. “Wanna try it out sweetheart.” 

Sugawara motioned towards the things in his hands looking down at you as you looked up at him with your head on his shoulder, “Try what exactly?” so many thoughts run through your head you know what the cuffs are for but what is the candle for? “Wax play, a bit of bondage. You know?” Sugawara moves, lifting your head off his shoulder, he looks at you with a sly smile on his face, “Come on let's go try it, you always said you wanted to try new things.” 

For someone that is just for sex he has always been attentive to you, getting you things when you're too tired or lazy to get it yourself, taking care of you when you're sick and so on. 

‘Ok but be careful, my skin is very sensitive,” giggling when Sugawara grabs your hand and pulls you off the couch and towards your room, “I know sweetheart, I’ll be careful.” He winks at you as he drags you down the hall and to your bedroom, “Take your clothes off Y/N,” he throws the candles, lighter and cuffs on the bed. Stripping from your clothes with pure eagerness, you wait for Sugawara's next moves. 

Sugawara takes his clothes off and throws them next to yours, he puts his hand up making a come here motion to you, walking to him he turns you around grabbing your hand and putting them behind your back. He grabs the black fuzzy cuffs, putting them around your wrists, letting out a small whine as you adjust your wrists trying to make yourself more comfortable. 

He moves you the bed laying you on your back your head resting on your pillow, “Ready for the candle baby,” Sugawara grabs one of the candles and the lighter, he lights the lighter bringing the small flame to the untouched wick, he put the lighter down watching as wax starts to drip from the candle. He tilts the candle so the wax drips down to your body, a warm droplet of the white wax lands on your stomach clenching your stomach you whine as the wax hits your stomach and continues to his your stomach, “Oh fuck Kōushi.” 

Grinding your hips against his thigh trying to gain some sort of friction as the hot wax drips onto your chest, the wax drops onto your nipples hardening quickly as it lands on your. “Kō’ I need your cock, please,” whining you try to move your hands forgetting that they are cuffed behind your back, “Ok sweetheart hold on,” Sugawara moves his free hand down to his cock, teasing your pussy by moving his tip up and down your slit before shoving it deep into your cunt. 

You both let out long exaggerated moans your legs wrapping around his torso, “Such a warm pussy,”  Sugawara brings the candle down to your pussy dropping the wax on top of it your body twitches at the new feeling, “Fuck Kōushi.” 

His cock rubs against your walls as he fucks his fat cock into your tight hole, his tip touching your g-spot. The candles burns out hitting his fingers, “Ow fuck,” he shakes his hand bringing his hands to your hips. Sugawara fucks into you like he is possessed by your pussy, he tries to mold your hold into the shape of his cock so you can only get off to his cock. 

Your whimpers are getting louder the more he rubs against your g-spot, “Fuck Kō’ I’m gonna come, please don’t stop,” your cunt squeezes his cock feeling each and every vein on his cock, one last thrust from Sugawara you cum around his cock, your moans fill the room as your cum soaks his dick. 

His tempo never falters as the tightgens from your cunt squeezing him has him cumming in your cunt, the warm feeling of his cum filling you has a longer strangled moan comes from his lips, your chest heaving up and down, as Sugawara’s chest heaves with yours his neck and face red. “Want to use the other candle baby.”

©Bella2023

[happilyobsessing]

Weiler de Riva character development: preferred gifts

Now that I've been off work for a few days I feel human again and want to keep posting about Weiler! I was inspired by @lucaanis and their gifts post about Ileyth (who is so awesome <3) to make my own for Weiler.

TW: brief mentions of past abuse and drugs

LOVES gifts: +10 Approval Weiler has a preference for comforting items that allow for relaxation and self-care.

"What the - for me?! What do you mean you got this for me? Wait, no, I want it, give it here!"

Golden Lights A relaxing, sleep-inducing strain of cannabis. It’s also known for its mood-lifting effects, and it can be used to relieve insomnia, pain, stress, and depression. It is said when smoked, partakers have felt the warmth of the Golden City on their skin.

Breaded Cheese Wands Crispy, golden, and served with a lightly-spiced tomato dipping sauce, these are the perfect snack to enjoy with beer or whilst walking through city streets. The longer the cheese pull, the better.

Cooling Peppermint Remedy A glass bottle containing a pale solid shea butter. Infused with peppermint, eucalyptus, and elfroot, the bottle of butter can be submerged in hot water. Once melted, the oil can then be massaged over the skin to soften cracks and dry patches and to soothe aches and pains.

Silverite Massage Ball A palm-sized ball of solid silverite locked inside a rosewood cup. When removed the silverite can be heated in boiling water, then inserted back into its wooden container, and (once cooled a little) rolled over aching joints and muscles. It is particularly useful during migraines, as rolling it over the back of the neck opens the blood vessels beneath the skin, allowing for more blood flow to the head and ease the pain.

Obsidian Straight-edge Shaving Razor Expertly crafted by Dwarven smiths, the obsidian blade can be discreetly tucked away into a sheath which has been inlaid with thin ribbons of gold. Useful for those interested in maintaining close hair shaves.

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LIKES gifts: +5 Approval Weiler will accept practical gifts that serve a useful purpose.

"What have you got there? I'll have it if you don't want it."

August Ram Leather Strips of leather (dyed black) that can be used to reupholster the grip of swords. Durable, yet soft, it makes for a grip that is comfortable to hold for long periods of time.

Goose Feathers A bundle of long feathers coloured black, tan, and white to be used when fletching arrows. Their eye-catching colour creates a striking pattern as the arrow is released from the bow.

White Quartz Whetstone A smoothed and shaped piece of quartz, perfect for the later stages of sharpening blades.

Sewing Kit A necessary kit for any fighter looking to maintain the quality of their leather armour. It contains thick, sharp leather sewing needles, stitching awl, leather waxed thread cords, copper thimble, and curved needles.

Tobacco Pouch A pouch made of butter-soft snoufleur leather that contains a large amount of tobacco.

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FEASTDAY GIFT: +50 Approval After a life of pain, agony, and trauma, all Weiler wants is to be comfortable.

Weiler won't say anything when handed this gift. The lump that will form in her throat will make it impossible to do so. She'll quietly accept it before retreating back to the solitude of her room.

Great Bear Fur Blanket Mottled with grey, black, and white, and backed with wool, this fur blanket is the perfect cover during cold nights. Soft as silk, the fibres have been treated to provide ultimate comfort to its owner. It's hefty weight presses reassuringly down upon the body underneath. It is almost impossible not to fall asleep whilst lying under it.

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FEASTDAY PRANK: -50 Approval Weiler suffers from bladder incontinence following sustained abuse as a child and teenager. She is highly sensitive to this and will take great offence if it is brought up.

Again, Weiler will not speak when she receives this "gift". She will throw it back in the giver's face and leave immediately, slamming doors behind her and swearing loudly once she is out of sight.

Clean, Lavender-Scented Underwear A pair of plain black cotton briefs. Nothing particularly fancy, but they are dry and clean and smell faintly of lavender for a pleasant scent.

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For Sal and Eneas: ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? (and I mean personal faves)

Ohhh, so many, where to even start? I swear those are only the personal faves, but my boys are kinky. 😂 [content warning for a long naughty list] ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? Salvadore He is a dominant leaning switch (but his submissive streak can become strong too in the right kind of mood/situation/mindset). - dominance games, discipline/reinforcement/punishment, degradation and humiliation (giving and receiving – public too but he can’t risk his reputation therefore only within role playing), throne sex and sex at other places to create the sensation of power imbalances, semi-public sex with the danger of being caught, his title(s) being used or, alternatively, addressing his partner only with their title, master/pet-scenarios, prey/predator-games, daddy-play, worship and admiration, people kneeling in front of him, being made to kneel himself, possessiveness, somnophilia, voyeurism - sadism (he can be quite cruel during playtime but also highly enjoys it when his partner treats him cruelly) – connected to completely breaking barriers if he can (or to be brought to this point himself): crying, screaming, fear, begging etc., spanking/caning/whipping (of different sensitive body parts), medical play - chastity and orgasm denial games (one of his absolute favorites, for long periods of time too), intense teasing, overstimulation, ruined orgasms, prostate milking, sexual frustration, desperation - breeding, rough sex, wrestling, marking, biting, tentacles, all kind of creatures (as long as they aren’t spider- or insect-like), sharp fangs, claws etc., teratophilia, bloodplay, painplay - oral sex (giving and receiving), breath control in different forms - sex toys, leashes and collars, bondage, blindfolds - clothing play (he enjoys valuable fabrics on his skin or sex where his partner is only partly undressed or not at all), cumming over his partner’s face/body/clothes, strip tease, uniforms - dirty talking - tenderness, strong intensity, a deep connection ~ Eneas He is a switch who enjoys both roles but actually leans more to the submissive side of things. - aphrodisiacs, sex magic, mind control, hypnosis - sensation games: heat (wax etc.), cold (ice etc.), electricity, blindfolds, massages, tantric sex - cumming “untouched” – through voice / nipple play or stimulation of the mind only - a bit of discipline and punishment, spanking, substances that make the skin more sensitive or cause other sensations, being commanded - orgasm control/denial, pleasure control - artistical bondage, restrains, sex toys, intimate jewelry (sometimes with magical effects), piercings - intense, very patient teasing of highly sensitive body parts, nipple play (giving and receiving, his own are very sensitive) - oral sex (giving and receiving), kissing - public sex and semi-public sex, being watched or even ordered to perform in this way or that - religious topics - dirty talking - but mostly: affection and tenderness (shhh)

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Body Waxing in Frisco: Smooth Skin and Long-Lasting Results

Body waxing is a popular and effective method for removing unwanted hair, and in Frisco, there are plenty of top-notch salons that offer professional waxing services. Whether you're looking to remove hair from your legs, arms, bikini line, or other areas, waxing provides long-lasting smoothness and is a great alternative to shaving. With a variety of waxing techniques available, here's everything you need to know about body waxing in Frisco, from what to expect during the treatment to aftercare tips for keeping your skin soft and smooth.

What is Body Waxing?

Body waxing is a method of hair removal that involves applying warm wax to the skin and removing it along with the hair using a cloth strip or by using a hard wax that hardens and is pulled off directly. This process pulls hair from the root, leaving the skin smooth for several weeks—far longer than shaving. Waxing can be done on various parts of the body, including the arms, legs, underarms, bikini area, back, and even the face.

Benefits of Body Waxing

Long-Lasting Results: Unlike shaving, which only removes hair at the surface level, waxing pulls the hair from the root, which means it takes longer for the hair to grow back—usually 3 to 6 weeks depending on the area.

Finer and Softer Hair Growth: Over time, regular waxing can result in finer, softer regrowth. Many clients report that their hair grows back thinner and less noticeable with continued waxing.

Smooth Skin: Waxing exfoliates the skin by removing dead skin cells along with the hair, leaving you with smoother, glowing skin.

Precision and Accuracy: Waxing allows for more precise hair removal, especially in sensitive areas like the bikini line or eyebrows, compared to shaving or other methods.

Areas for Body Waxing

Body waxing services can target virtually any part of the body, including:

Legs: Full-leg waxing or half-leg waxing to keep your legs silky smooth.

Arms: Waxing for the arms can help eliminate stubble and give you smoother, longer-lasting results.

Underarms: A popular area for waxing, as it leaves your underarms smooth and free from hair for weeks.

Bikini and Brazilian Waxing: Popular choices for those looking to remove hair in the bikini area, with Brazilian waxing offering a more comprehensive removal of hair.

Back and Chest: Many men opt for waxing to remove hair from their back or chest, leaving them with a clean, smooth appearance.

Facial Waxing: From eyebrows to upper lip and chin, waxing is also an effective option for facial hair removal.

What to Expect During a Body Waxing Appointment

When you book a body waxing session in Frisco, here’s what you can expect:

Consultation: Your esthetician will discuss the area to be waxed, your preferences, and any special needs or concerns you may have.

Preparation: The technician will clean the area to be waxed, ensuring that it is free from oils or lotions, which could interfere with the waxing process.

Wax Application: The warm wax will be carefully applied to your skin in the direction of hair growth. Depending on the waxing method, a cloth strip or hard wax will be used to remove the wax and hair.

Post-Wax Care: After the waxing is completed, the esthetician may apply soothing lotions or creams to help calm the skin and reduce any redness or irritation.

Aftercare Tips for Body Waxing

To ensure your skin heals properly and remains smooth after your waxing session, follow these aftercare tips:

Avoid Sun Exposure: After waxing, your skin may be sensitive, so avoid direct sun exposure for at least 24 hours.

Skip Hot Baths or Showers: Avoid hot water for a day or two after waxing, as it can irritate the skin.

Exfoliate Gently: After a few days, begin exfoliating the waxed area gently to prevent ingrown hairs.

Moisturize: Keeping the skin moisturized will help it recover from the waxing process and prevent dryness.

Choosing the Right Waxing Salon in Frisco

When choosing a waxing salon in Frisco, it’s important to select one with a reputation for cleanliness, professionalism, and quality service. Here are a few factors to consider:

Certified Estheticians: Ensure that your esthetician is licensed and trained in proper waxing techniques.

Hygiene: Look for a salon that uses disposable tools, sterile equipment, and maintains high cleanliness standards.

Comfort: Choose a salon where you feel comfortable, as waxing can be an intimate process, especially in sensitive areas.

Conclusion

Body waxing in Frisco is an excellent choice for achieving smooth, hair-free skin that lasts for weeks. With professional estheticians and a variety of services to choose from, waxing can be a safe, effective, and precise way to remove unwanted hair. Whether you’re looking for a quick bikini wax or a full-leg treatment, waxing provides long-lasting results that leave your skin feeling soft and smooth. By following proper aftercare, you can enjoy the benefits of body waxing for weeks to come.

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Waxing for Women: A Guide to Painless and Effective Hair Removal

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Waxing is a popular method for removing unwanted hair from the face, especially for women. It offers long-lasting results and can help achieve smooth, hair-free skin. Here's a guide to select best face wax for women:

Types of Face wax for women

Eyebrow waxing: This is one of the most common types of facial waxing, helping to shape and define eyebrows.

Lip waxing: Waxing can remove unwanted hair from the upper lip and chin.

Chin waxing: This is a great way to achieve a smooth and clean chin.

Cheek waxing: Waxing can remove peach fuzz or stray hairs from the cheeks.

Benefits of Face wax for women

Long-lasting results: Waxing removes hair from the root, resulting in longer periods between treatments compared to shaving or depilatory creams.

Smooth skin: Waxing can leave your skin feeling smooth and soft.

Precise results: Waxing can help achieve precise and defined lines, especially for eyebrows.

Reduced hair growth: Regular waxing may lead to reduced hair growth over time.

Preparing for Facial Waxing

Hair length: Hair should be about 1/4 inch long for effective waxing.

Exfoliation: Exfoliate your skin gently a day or two before waxing to remove dead skin cells and prevent ingrown hairs.

Avoid irritants: Avoid using harsh scrubs, soaps, or lotions on the area to be waxed.

The Waxing Process

Clean the area: The area to be waxed will be cleaned with a pre-wax cleanser to remove any dirt or oil.

Apply the wax: A thin layer of wax is applied in the direction of hair growth.

Apply a strip: A strip of cloth or paper is pressed firmly onto the wax and then pulled off quickly in the opposite direction of hair growth.

Soothe the skin: A soothing lotion or gel may be applied to the waxed area to calm the skin and reduce redness.

Aftercare Tips

Avoid irritants: Avoid using harsh products or rubbing the waxed area for at least 24 hours.

Exfoliate regularly: Exfoliating your skin regularly can help prevent ingrown hairs.

Moisturize: Keep the waxed area moisturized to prevent dryness and irritation.

Tips for a Painless Wax

Relax: The more relaxed you are, the less painful the waxing process will be.

Choose a reputable salon: Ensure you choose a qualified professional who is experienced in facial waxing.

Consider numbing creams: If you have a low pain tolerance, you may want to consider using a numbing cream before waxing.

Is Facial Waxing Right for You?

If you're looking for a long-lasting and effective method of hair removal, facial waxing may be a good option. However, it's important to consider your skin sensitivity and any underlying skin conditions before deciding. Consult with a professional for personalized advice.

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India Hair Removal Wax Market Analysis, Insight, Report 2023-2030

BlueWeave Consulting, a leading strategic consulting and market research firm, in its recent study, estimated India Hair Removal Wax Market size by value at USD 801.19 million in 2023. During the forecast period between 2024 and 2030, BlueWeave expects India Hair Removal Wax Market size to expand at a CAGR of 9.9% reaching a value of USD 1,408.42 million by 2030. The Hair Removal Wax Market in India propelled by the increasing advancements in wax products designed to minimize irritation, improve efficacy, and extend results. Hair removal wax, a depilatory method, eliminates unwanted hair through chemical or physical means. These products are typically produced by blending raw materials in large tanks and then packaged, with a focus on reducing irritation and enhancing effectiveness. Common techniques, such as warm waxing, involve applying wax to the skin and removing it with a paper strip. Unlike shaving, which cuts hair at the skin's surface, waxing removes hair from the root, resulting in a smoother and longer-lasting finish. This growing preference for waxing is expected to propel the growth of India Hair Removal Wax Market over the forecast period.

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Organic Ingredient Segment to Hold Major Share in India Wax Market

India Hair Removal Wax Market consists of Organic and Synthetic ingredients segments. Between these major ingredients, the organic wax segment is expected to account for a higher market share in India Hair Removal Wax Market. The organic hair removal wax segment, covering ingredients like sugar, lemon juice, and water, is free from harmful chemicals and artificial fragrances, making it suitable for all skin types, including sensitive skin. The organic segment has witnessed substantial growth and is expected to continue expanding due to increasing consumer demand for natural beauty products and awareness about the risks linked to chemical-based options. The rising popularity of waxing among both men and women, known for its longer-lasting results compared to shaving, further drives growth. Additionally, the accessibility of organic wax through online platforms enhances demand, while trends toward diverse formulations, convenient packaging, and advanced technology continue to elevate the organic segment's prominence.

Impact of Escalating Geopolitical Tensions on India Hair Removal Wax Market

Intensifying geopolitical tensions can have a multifaceted impact on India Hair Removal Wax Market. Conflicts between countries disrupt supply chains, impede international collaborations, and heighten regulatory uncertainties, leading to market volatility. Trade restrictions and uncertainty may lead to price fluctuations, impacting consumer purchasing power and demand. Additionally, heightened tensions can shift consumer focus toward essential goods, reducing discretionary spending on beauty products. Brands may face challenges in sourcing quality materials and maintaining consistent pricing, which could hinder market growth. Ultimately, geopolitical instability poses a significant threat to the stability and expansion of the hair removal wax market in India.

Competitive Landscape

India Hair Removal Wax Market is highly fragmented, with numerous players serving the market. The key players dominating the market include Veet (Reckitt Benckiser Group), Rica Wax India, Anne French (Godrej Consumer Products Ltd), Nair (Church & Dwight Co., Inc.), Sally Hansen (Coty Inc.), Parissa Laboratories Inc., Fem (Dabur India Ltd), and Blossom Kochhar Aroma Magic. The key marketing strategies adopted by the players are facility expansion, product diversification, alliances, collaborations, partnerships, and acquisitions to expand their customer reach and gain a competitive edge over their competitors in India Hair Removal Wax Market.

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Why Las Vegas Loves Eyebrow Threading

Las Vegas is known for glitz, glam, and going all out. It's no surprise that even something as seemingly simple as eyebrow grooming becomes an art form in this vibrant desert oasis. But beneath the dazzling lights and high-stakes energy, there's a growing trend towards a more natural, precise approach to beauty. Enter eyebrow threading, an ancient hair removal technique that is quickly becoming a favorite among Vegas residents and visitors alike.

Precision Takes Center Stage

Las Vegas is a city that thrives on details. From the meticulously choreographed shows on the Strip to the perfectly manicured landscapes of its resorts, everything is designed to impress. Eyebrow threading aligns perfectly with this focus on precision. Unlike waxing, which can remove too much hair and leave brows looking uneven, threading allows for highly targeted hair removal. The skilled technicians use a thin cotton thread to meticulously remove individual hairs, creating a flawlessly defined and sculpted brow shape.

Tailored to Your Face

Unlike a one-size-fits-all approach, eyebrow threading caters to your unique facial features. Expert threaders in Las Vegas consider your face shape, eye shape, and natural brow growth patterns when creating your ideal brow. This ensures a look that complements your natural beauty and enhances your features.

Benefits for Every Vegas Adventure

Whether you're hitting the casinos, enjoying a poolside brunch, or attending a glamorous show, perfectly groomed brows can make all the difference. Here's how eyebrow threading especially caters to the Vegas lifestyle:

Quick and Efficient: Threading is a fast and efficient hair removal method, perfect for those on a tight Vegas schedule. Appointments typically take just 15-20 minutes, leaving you more time to explore the city.

Long-lasting Results: Unlike shaving or tweezing, threading removes hair from the follicle, resulting in smoother brows for up to four weeks. This is ideal for a worry-free Vegas vacation where you can focus on having fun, not your brows.

Minimal Discomfort: While some may find threading slightly uncomfortable, it's generally less painful than waxing. Additionally, the skilled technicians in Las Vegas use a gentle touch, minimizing discomfort.

Reduced Redness: Threading removes hair without using hot wax, minimizing the risk of redness and irritation. It is perfect for those who want to avoid unwanted post-treatment redness, especially during the hot desert days in Vegas.

Suitable for Sensitive Skin: Unlike waxing, which can irritate sensitive skin, threading is a gentle method that is suitable for even the most delicate complexions.

Beyond the Brows

Eyebrow threading isn't limited to just brows. Many salons in Las Vegas offer facial threading as well. This technique can be used to remove unwanted peach fuzz or stray hairs on the upper lip, chin, and forehead, leaving your skin looking flawlessly smooth and makeup-ready.

A Cultural Experience

Las Vegas is a melting pot of cultures, and eyebrow threading reflects this diversity. It's an ancient technique originating in the Middle East and South Asia, and its growing popularity in Vegas speaks to the city's embrace of global trends. Getting your eyebrows threaded can be a unique cultural experience, adding another layer to your Vegas adventure.

Conclusion

Las Vegas may be known for its larger-than-life experiences, but when it comes to beauty, precision and natural enhancement reign supreme. Eyebrow threading offers a perfect blend of these elements, delivering impeccably shaped brows, long-lasting results, and a gentle touch. So, next time you're in Vegas, ditch the razor and embrace the ancient art of eyebrow threading for a look that's as glamorous and unforgettable as the city itself.

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Exploring the World of Hard Wax Beads Wholesale from China

In the realm of hair removal, hard wax beads have gained significant traction due to their effectiveness and user-friendly nature. These beads, which melt to form a pliable wax, are favored for their ability to remove hair without the need for strips. China has emerged as a leading supplier in the wholesale market for hard wax beads, offering competitive prices and high-quality products. This article delves into the benefits of sourcing hard wholesale wax beads from China, considerations to keep in mind, and the overall impact on the beauty industry.

The Popularity of Hard Wax Beads

Hard wax beads are renowned for their ability to adhere to hair rather than skin, making the hair removal process less painful and more efficient. Key benefits include:

Reduced Pain: Hard wax beads are less likely to stick to the skin, reducing the pain associated with hair removal. This makes them ideal for sensitive areas such as the face, underarms, and bikini line.

Efficiency: Hard wax encapsulates the hair and pulls it out from the root, leading to longer-lasting results. It is effective on both coarse and fine hair, making it a versatile choice for various hair types.

Ease of Use: The beads melt quickly and evenly, allowing for easy application. Once the wax hardens, it can be removed without the need for strips, simplifying the hair removal process.

Benefits of Sourcing from China

China has become a hub for manufacturing and exporting hard wax beads, offering numerous advantages for businesses looking to purchase in bulk:

Cost-Effectiveness: Chinese suppliers often provide highly competitive prices due to lower production costs. This affordability allows businesses to maintain healthy profit margins while offering attractive prices to consumers.

High Quality: Many Chinese manufacturers adhere to stringent quality control measures, ensuring that the hard wax beads meet international standards. This includes consistent melting points, skin-friendly formulations, and effective hair removal properties.

Variety: Chinese suppliers offer a wide range of hard wax beads in different formulations, colors, and scents. This variety allows businesses to cater to diverse consumer preferences and differentiate their products in the market.

Customization: Many manufacturers in China offer customization options, enabling businesses to create unique formulations, packaging, and branding. This flexibility is particularly beneficial for private label brands looking to establish a distinct market presence.

Key Considerations When Purchasing Wholesale

While sourcing hard wax beads wholesale from China offers numerous benefits, it is essential to consider several factors to ensure a successful transaction:

Supplier Reputation: Research potential suppliers thoroughly, focusing on their reputation and reviews from other buyers. Platforms such as Alibaba and Made-in-China provide ratings and feedback that can help gauge supplier reliability.

Quality Assurance: Request samples before placing a large order to assess the quality of the hard wax beads. Verify that the product meets your standards for effectiveness, safety, and consistency.

Certifications: Ensure that the supplier complies with relevant certifications and standards, such as ISO, GMP, and MSDS. These certifications indicate adherence to quality and safety protocols.

Communication: Effective communication is crucial when dealing with overseas suppliers. Clear and concise communication helps prevent misunderstandings and ensures that your requirements are met.

Shipping and Logistics: Consider the logistics of shipping large quantities of hard wax beads from China. Factor in shipping costs, delivery times, and potential customs duties to avoid unexpected expenses.

Impact on the Beauty Industry

The availability of high-quality, affordable hard wax beads from China has significantly impacted the beauty industry. It has democratized access to professional-grade waxing products, enabling smaller businesses and independent estheticians to compete with larger salons. This has led to a proliferation of at-home waxing kits, DIY beauty solutions, and a broader range of services offered by salons.

Moreover, the customization options provided by Chinese suppliers have fostered innovation in the market. Brands can experiment with different formulations, scents, and packaging, creating unique products that appeal to niche markets. This has contributed to the growth of specialized waxing products catering to specific skin types and preferences.

Conclusion

Sourcing hard wholesale wax beads from China presents a lucrative opportunity for businesses in the beauty industry. The cost-effectiveness, high quality, variety, and customization options offered by Chinese suppliers make them an attractive choice for bulk purchases. However, it is crucial to conduct thorough research, ensure quality assurance, and consider logistics to maximize the benefits of this sourcing strategy.

As the demand for effective and user-friendly hair removal solutions continues to rise, hard wax beads remain a staple in the beauty industry. By leveraging the advantages of sourcing from China, businesses can meet consumer needs, foster innovation, and achieve sustainable growth in this competitive market.