#female reader smut

[almondmilkcleanser]

𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓐𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽 ⚰️

■ ` ♡ characters / fandom ; f!reader x undertaker

■ ` ♡ tw ; cumming inside, corruption, praise, manipulation ;MINORS DNI

■ ` ♡ word count ; 2.7k+

■ ` ♡ a/n ; just clearing my drafts! nothing to see here (maybe)

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“i’ve told you multiple times, dear if you want to satisfy me you have to give all of yourself to me, unrelentlessly and without hesitation. otherwise,” he stifled himself from snickering under his breath. 

“this would all be a grandiose joke. don’t you agree? “

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

you were a newcomer at the local mortuary. you’ve studied and apprenticed for months just for this opportunity to present itself in your lap. all the tedious, grueling hours learning anatomy, drawing anatomy, dissecting and dealing with the lecherous eyes of your overseers while you dressed the undead in their wardrobes to send them off into the next life. it was finally worth it. 

you saw everything; kids, adults, the elderly, prostitutes, wives, widows, and even a noble or two.  you waited for the adjustment to be easier, but it didn’t. you just tucked your hair behind your ear, pinched your lips, and devoted your love and care into making sure each of your clients were well-adorned and ready to transition. 

“My, my…” you sighed, braiding the hair of a corpse that laid across your table that afternoon. You just embalmed her and now it was time to let the chemicals sit and dissolve whatever remaining acids were inside. With your magnifying glasses peered down the bridge of your nose, you studied her hair strand by stand. parting the scalp, observing any marks that laid about. and there it was, a large scar splattered across the dome of her scalp. it looked to be… sewn? 

that’s odd you thought. she was not a victim a violence nor were there any records indicating any crimes involving her. 

“just what happened-“ as you leaned closer to examine the craftsman quality suture, you heard footsteps around you. jumping up, you looked around. there was nobdy else here. the owner closed for the night and left you to finish this woman. 

“w-who’s there!?” you barked, eyes wildly dancing across the darkness. there was but a dimly flickering candle on both sides of the body, barely showing much else after her thighs. your heart rate intensified as the footsteps grew louder. confident. paced. 

your knife. where was your knife? turning around, you saw your self-defense blade was moved. shit! your only thought focused on one last option, the blade hidden under your dress. 

“damn these blasted layers. w-whoever you are, show yourself!” you hoisted the hem of your skirt up, revealing a laced garter that tucked a crimson blade in its equally laced sheathe safely against your thigh. you reached for the blade, whisking it in front of you, ready for your mystery assailant. 

the footsteps stopped, only for snickering to replace the sound. you turned your body back and forth, hearing the voice bounce from wall to wall. you couldn’t pinpoint where or who, but it was in this room with you! 

cut the games! you shouted, a quivering tone to your voice. you didn’t sign up for this. you didn’t anticipate your first night alone to end in your demise. you just weren’t going to go out like this!

“show yourself, now!” you demanded. the voice hummed at your sudden assertiveness, visibly amused. 

“I see you’ve met one of my specimens.” specimens? what the hell was this stranger talking about? 

“I don’t know what you mean by specimen, but that’s neither here nor there. i’m just a mortician trying to do my-“ you took a step back, only to collide with a firm, lean chest. as your body tensed and your eyes bulged, with a snickering voice, the stranger lowered himself to your ear with a smile. 

“boo.”

on reflex, you jumped forward, dropping the knife and stumbling over the corpse that still laid across the table.. luckily the corpse didn’t hit the floor, but you did.

the stranger couldn’t hold it any longer. he held his sides and leaned over to let out a boisterous laugh. his long gray locks covered his face but when you turned around to face the odd man, you could see him wiping his eyes fervently. 

“just who-“ the stranger wiped his eyes a few more times before standing upright, a wide smile across his face. 

“why, i’m the owner of this shop. didn’t you do your homework before just signing up to any old job?” now things were getting even more confusing. 

“but-“ you pointed towards the door, your eyebrows furrowed together. “the man-“ the stranger’s lip twitched, stifling another bout of laughter. 

“oh, him? he’s just my cover.” you didn’t know whether to run away or to stay. if what he was saying was true… then he’d be-

“then you’re my-“

in a flash, his humored smile straightened out and curved into a small grin. he tilted his head down at you and a glimpse of his fluorescent green eyes sent shivers down your spine. you swallowed hard, confused and apprehensive to make a move, fearful of his next response. 

“that’s correct. i’m your boss. “

dammit. 

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

you sat across from him atop an empty coffin, fidgeting with a cup of tea offered from him. he sat cross-legged, bemused and beaming with a silent excitement that made you twitch uncomfortably. why was he so.. giddy? this was, presumably, the most depressive job someone can take on and he looked to be absolutely thrilled to be there. 

taking note of his black crypt-keeper getup, you saw an array of lockets hanging from his hand. his hands clenched the locket and your eyes jumped upwards to his face. this time both of his eyes were showing. he brushed his long hair out of the way to get a good look at you, observing you from your face, to your chest, to your legs, down to your shoes. unconsciously adjusting your corset and sleeves, you cleared your throat. 

“so, mr..”

“please, call me undertaker.” he assured you, a balled fist nestled under his chin.

“right. undertaker, sir. I- this must be some kind of mistake. I was interning under an old man named Geoffrey for months. and you never showed up, not once. how do I know you’re really the owner?”

“ah, you see it’s easy to come and go. but it’s also easy to stay under the radar while never leaving.” he smirked. “have you never paid attention to the red coffin that always sat upright during your studies?”

your eyes grew big. you never thought of it till now. your “boss” always told you it was a gifted coffin from the queen and that it would never be sold. but something about it made you consider it in a different light. 

“does it make sense to you now?” he asked. 

silently, you nodded. but then, another thought came to your mind. you’ve invited company to the mortuary after hours. a lover, to be exact. 

“so, you’ve been in that coffin every time?”

his grin spread from ear to ear, like he read your thoughts entirely. 

“every time. and might I add that some of the extracurricular activities you’ve… embarked on, are grounds for immediate termination.” you swallowed hard. “unless-“ 

“unless? please, don’t fire me. i’ve studied for so long for this chance and I don’t want to lose it!” the shame that you’d feel returning home, humiliated and defeated. not only that, but the thought of disappointing your parents who were the only ones who believed in your dream weighed heavy on your shoulders. 

undertaker’s smile grew wider. and wider. and wider. so much, that he started to snicker. you stood there, confused. what was so funny? you looked ahead at your ‘boss’ during his fit of laughter until he calmed himself down. when he did, he cleared his throat, still visibly bemused, and shuffled his hair out of the way. you saw his piercing green eyes again as he looked directly at you, boring a hole into your skin. 

❁ sway with me into oblivion as we watch the nightfall combust into flames. i’ll hold your hand till the abyss consumes us, so when we’re reborn we remember to return to eachother one day. ❁

 Muffled moans escaped your lips, his hands covering your mouth so peculiarly. He smelled of Sandwalwood and rich tobacco, each second passing lacing your ears with the aroma more and more. Your dress was hiked above your hips to gain him more access to you as his hands slipped in your black panty hose. 

Back and forth, he rubbed the outer layer of your plump, bountiful mounds, only quickly grazing against your clIt. One motion, he would scoop your essences from your awakening ravine and with another, he would glisten your love button with your own juices. Tastefully taunting how ready and willing you were. For him. 

“I just couldn’t believe the look on your face, how desperate you looked to keep this job. I simply couldn’t stop myself from laughing in my head.”

You shut your eyes, succumbing to the waves of pleasure that roared through you the more and more he rubbed. Your legs buckled, but he picked you right back up, quickening the pace on your throbbing, aching pleasure pad. 

He focused more on one side, rubbing the rough patch of skin just right, causing you to throw your head back. You were near your peak, you just had to cry out. 

The moisture from your deep breaths dampened his palm but it didn’t stop him. He kept rubbing, and rubbing, and rubbing, until-

“Ohhhh~ What do we have here?” You absolutely wanted to die. What the irony. 

He pulled his hand from your stockings, shaking it dry of your juices. Your face was burning hot! As you stood there, you could see the puddle of your own leakage pooling at the both of your feet. As you continued to look down, you saw his slender hands hold itself in front of you, two fingers pointed at your mouth. 

“wha?”

“Say ‘aaaaah~’” before a proper warning, your fingers were stuffed with the same glistened fingers, tunneling a way down your throat. With your free hand, Undertaker guided it to the crotch of his pants, throwing you completely off at just how long and bulging he actually was. 

One couldn’t tell underneath that ever flowing cape…

His chuckles grew louder, feeling your tongue coat each drop of your own juices on his finger, inch by inch cultivating all saliva in the back of your throat so it can trickle down his wrist.

He grabbed at your best, playfully unbuttoning your blouse till your lacy undergarments were on full display. It didn’t take much for him to slide his hand into your bra, flicking your nipple back and forth to further stimulate you. You were trying to hold your composure, your mind whirling back and forth at the random peaks of pleasure cascading across you from head to toe. 

This stopped being a last-ditch effort to save your job. You needed to be ravaged. Soon. 

Undertaker pushed you forward onto the desk in front of you, hungrily lifting your dress over your waist. 

“Curse these layers.” He sighed to himself. After so much senseless shuffling, he decided upon the next best option: ripping your skirt up to your waist line and parting it down the middle. 

“H-hey!” you barked. This was a year of savings right down the shitter!

“Don’t worry, darling, i’ll have my errands coined in once i’m down. Now-“ He motioned his hand to the hem of your stockings, playfully lining the hem with his long fingernail. One forceful motion towards him, and your pantyhose ripped, splitting down the middle, exposing your glistening cunt to him with no barricade. 

“Stay just like that. Mhm, just like that-“ he loved seeing your beautiful insides. So tight, aromatic, delicious to the taste and poised to the appearance. 

He stroked his bulging mass to attention, a perverse smile spreading wider and wider the more and more he looked at you. He grabbed your hips, positioning himself behind you as you looked ahead in a fluster. You wanted to fight back, but you needed this job. You needed to make your family proud. You needed t-

“Ah! Fuh-!” he stuffed the plump insides inch by inch with his thickness, prodding and poking at your quivering nest. It didn’t take much for you to adjust to him, to latch onto his veined growth with a firm suctioning hold, making Undertaker growl under his breath. 

“Fuck, you’re a tight one. I’m going to enjoy this, teehee~” his cinched his nails into your skin only slightly, slamming his hips back and forth against your flesh. Your bottom was warm to touch the more he pounded away inside of you, but you never flinched. You secretly enjoyed it. Your breasts bouncing up and down even with one of his hands firmly clasped onto one, your bare regions exposed for all the world to see. And your face, your flushed face twisted and contorted to shield the pleasure surging through your body. You pulled in your lips, only to let out a rugged exhale. You shut your eyes, only to roll them to the back of your head. 

You didn’t just like it. You loved it. 

Undertaker released his grasp on your hips and your breast to  pull your arms back, arching you enough so he could join both of your wrists together. He watched your ass slam against his pelvis, the motions of your bottom sending shockwaves across his skin. You looked back at him, eyes low and sweat trickling down the side of your face, begging for more. He took note of your gaze and proceeded to slow down his thrusts, now instead of his quick, hungry pace he slowed down, focusing on the intensity instead of the pace. 

You dropped your head, feeling the euphoric feeling budding in the out of your stomach. You were close. Your insides sloshed like hot soup the more he took care of you. You needed to release. 

“Ah! Undertaker, I- I’m close.” you whined, digging your fingers into his hands as best as you could. 

“So am I, Y/N. So am I~” in a flash, he dropped you down, turned you around and re-entered you in the traditional

missionary position. He used one hand to lift your hips to deepens the depths he wanted to reach inside of you, and you allowed it. You kept your legs open so he could fit inside of you to his max potential, your love nest coating his shaft with your juices. Your honey dripped onto the table, making a slapping noise each time the two of you connected. He leaned over you, his grey locks  building a shadow over you two. Even in the dim lighting underneath him, you saw his eyes. You saw the scar splayed across his face. But he kept his focus on you. 

“Come, my dear. I’m not pulling out. So do as you wish~” you didn’t know what it was about this statement, but you fully let go of the reigns of virtue you held so tightly to your chest. You threw your head back, an animalistic moan escaping your lips. You couldn’t stop, your hips continued to shake and your thighs shook to the point of convulsion. He kept pumping inside of you, the whiteness of your milk mixing with his translucent elixir and coating his dick the more he continued to pound inside of you. 

He pumped a total of three more times before collapsing on top of you, pulling you into a passionate kiss. He didn’t take himself out of you and you didn’t care to force him out either. When he pulled away from you, spittle still connecting you two together as the distance increased, he looked at you a bit more. Shaking his hair out of the way, he glanced down at your quivering, moistened flesh for a few moments before finally focusing his eyes on the most subtle flaw only you knew of. 

“Your belly button is slightly to the right~” you couldn’t figure out what was so hilarious about that, but it didn’t stop Undertaker from gripping his sides and bursting into laughter as his member grew soft inside of you. You put your hands over your face, trying your best not to laugh yourself but also hoping there’s another morgue that  needs another assistant really, really soon. 

end

[sleepingdeath-light]

sebastian michaelis + fem bimbo s/o smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (01/09/23)

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; sebastian michaelis

outline ; “would you write sebastian michaelis x bimbo reader? maybe she's smart when doing her duties, but when she knows she can relax she's just a thought-free girl sebastian can use. (maybe their contract mark is over her womb or smth; im 19)”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, bimbo!reader, dumbification kink, dom!sebastian, sadist!sebastian, overstimulation, oral sex (male and female receiving), marking kink, slight ownership kink, degradation kink, praise kink, free use kink, vaginal sex, fingering, cream pies, public / semi-public sex acts

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

sebastian michaelis is, above anything else, the perfect butler and is willing to do anything and everything in order to keep his masters safe and satisfied — whether that’s by cleaning and cooking for them or, in the case of your very unusual contract, fucking the thoughts out of them after a pressing day of work

you weren’t stupid by any means — quite the opposite, in fact, as he’s seen you masterfully manipulate peers and inferiors alike with a wit so sharp it could cut glass, and perform the duties assigned to you with such ease that he’d once questioned why you’d even formed a contract with him in the first place — but it was that same intellect that brought you the strife you’d asked him to relieve you of

after all, one can’t overthink or stress about work when their thoughts are drowned out by the feeling of being stretched out on a long, thick cock — if you’re still even able to think after he’s worked your clit so hard with those long fingers of his that you’re seeing stars and squirting so hard you’ve stained his uniform

of course during work hours he tends to you at all times, waiting on you hand and foot: waking you up in the morning with the day’s paper and fresh breakfast in bed, engaging in light banter and productive conversation with you, bringing you freshly ironed clothes suited to the day’s weather, fetching you documents and books for work, and doing other odd jobs related to the upkeep of your home — he is still a servant, after all

but when you’re ready to wind down and want nothing more than to be used and thoughtless — well, then he’s happy to indulge you there too

happy to force you to your knees (or have you lay on your back with your head hanging over the edge of your bed) and shove his cock down your throat — burying his hands in your hair and fucking your face until your cheeks and lips are covered in spit and your mascara is streaming down your face

happy to kneel between your legs as you sit at your desk or in your lounge room, massaging your thighs and waist and stomach as he uses that talented tongue and those long, slender fingers to bring you to climax over and over again — not stopping until you’re limp and gasping and sobbing, until even his eyelashes are damp with your juices, until your fingers are so tightly wound in his hair that it’s even starting to hurt him and your hands are trembling, until he’s had his fill of you

happy to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you until your legs and arms give out beneath you — legs spread as far as they can go whilst his hands roughly paw at your waist and ass and breasts (greedy and harsh and possessive), not stopping until your pussy is spent and dripping with his seed and his teeth marks are imprinted on your shoulder

happy to pick you up and fuck, finger, or lick the thoughts from your mind at any moment — you had given him free reign, after all

happy to sit you on his lap with his dick buried in your cunt, strong grip keeping you in place as he forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror — one hand gripping your chin and making you stare at the point where the two of you become one, stare at your contract mark as it flashes and pulses in time with the pulsing of your inner walls around him, not moving until you’re teary eyed and begging him to please touch you

happy to play with and tease you even in front of others: whispering absolute filth into your ear before walking away completely unaffected, giving you suggestive looks across the room whenever others can’t see him, sliding his hand a bit too far up your thigh (when sat side by side) or low down your back (when walking together) for it to be completely innocent, and even making remarks referencing things he knows you enjoy in the bedroom that to others seem completely innocent

happy to leave an array of marks all over your body as a trail of evidence showing just how much of a good girl you are for him — deep bite marks on your thighs, fingerprint bruises on your hips, scratches along your sides, nips along your throat, and deep hickeys all over your breasts (he’s very generous with how much he claims you and he seems to get off on it even after the fact, whenever he notices them on you during the day when you’re working)

happy to call you pretty and perfect and his ‘good girl’ in the same breath that he mocks you for being ‘desperate’ and ‘needy’ and ‘slutty’ — praising you for your obedience and receptiveness and reactiveness to his touch and voice and yet teasing you for being ‘so wet already’ when he hasn’t even touched you yet, even playfully spanking your clit and chuckling against your throat when you yelped and flinched away from his touch

(he is a demon, after all, so it’s only natural that he’d be at least somewhat sadistic in the bedroom — and you have plenty of bite marks, bruises, and scratches all over your body to prove it)

(and he’s at his roughest when you show off your contract in one way or another — such as when you call him ‘my demon’ or wear something that intentionally shows off your contract mark, which will lead to much more possessive behaviour when you’re alone)

he’s also not at all opposed to fucking or playing with you in public or semi public areas — at most he might suggest finding somewhere a bit more private in order to preserve your reputation amongst your peers, but if you’re insistent then your demon is hardly going to refuse you (just know that he’s not going to go gentle on you just because you decided to proposition him where others might hear or see you, he’s still a demon after all)

but, of course, sebastian is still your loyal servant and once the fun has been had he’s there to take care of you in the aftermath: running you a warm bath, tending to any injuries so they don’t get infected, wiping away all of the blood and cum and saliva without complaint, reassuring and praising you for being so good for him, putting you in fresh bed clothes, and even bringing you some food and water to help you completely recover

you still have work to do and no butler worth his salt would let his mistress risk her career over something so minor

[jujutsea]

Kento Nanami - Jealousy

Warning(s): none tbh ??

word count : 476

- minors dni

“i thought you didn’t care about me. you barely even look in my direction!” you protested, after learning how you were making him jealous.

you thought he didn’t care for you or what you did with your personal life — given his rather aloof and taciturn nature. so it was an obvious shock to you when he seemed to be on edge about who you’ve been seeing and sleeping with.

“And who said that? who said i didn’t want you? need you?” he suddenly raised his voice, creeping closer to you, obviously vexed.

brows furrowed together in obvious confusion, you were simply left speechless.

being in an arranged marriage with Nanami Kento was far from what you would have expected or imagined. he gave you barely any attention and treated you like a common fly on the wall. whoever said marriage was the greatest step in life must’ve been lying. the frustrating thing was: you found Nanami extremely attractive and hot. not knowing if he felt the same way seemed nearly impossible of a task though. so in false hopes of drowning any thoughts of your stoic husband, you had a shameless habit of bringing home men you had just met with you.

unbeknownst to you, seeing you walking around your shared apartment half naked the next day, so relaxed and comfortable, not caring for the possibility of being caught in a precarious situation made his chest clench up weirdly and a bulge grow in his slacks everyday coming home from work. fists clenching, jaw clenched, and boiling with jealousy, Nanami had enough of this situation between the two of you. he wanted you, so desperately he couldn’t handle it anymore.

“all those times..” he wrapped an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to him. “all those men… it should’ve been me. and only me.” his voice now weak yet resolute.

his lips clashed with yours, pulling you into a long heated kiss. his long digits desperately teasing and giving short squeezes to your ass, trying to pry your panties off and down your legs.

“What is this?” you questioned softly against his lips, liking how they osculate your neck.

he could only shake his head and pick you up in his arms, untelling. you felt yourself sink into the softness of your mattress and in a blink of an eye, you were stripped of any clothing you might have been wearing, the garments lazily discarded on the bedroom floor along with his own.

“Kento…” you moaned as he squeezed your hips with his rough and calloused hands, his teeth grazing your hardened nipples from want. groaning as he threw one of your legs over his shoulder, you felt his shaky breaths gently caressing your ear as he went to align his throbbing tip to your entrance.

“finally…” he whispered lowly, sinking into your warmth.

[dejwrld]

CHOSOIST PRESENTS....LET'S PLAY W/ DEJA #KINKTOBER

of the words of berleezy, i'm a gamer...i do this. the do in question is thirst and thinking about getting bent over by your favorite video game characters. deciding to mix this year's (technically my first every kinktober) up and step away from my animanga roots. so ladies, gents, & non-binaries angels, this year's kinktober is dedicated to some of my favorite video game characters. — TAG LIST FORM

𝐋𝐄𝐓❜𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐒

OCTOBER 2ND-OCTOBER 7TH

( F*CK JOEL MILLER, LITERALLY ) 🎮 JOEL MILLER X FIREFLIES MEMBER!READER

— after a quite interesting run in with joel and ellie, you're stuck with them through the long journey to ensure ellie get to the fireflies in one piece. through bickering and nearly getting them killed, with a bottle of old whiskey and the moonlight shining down on you—joel miller shows you just how much he hate your guts.

( cw ) ⸻ fem reader, female anatomy described, firefly!reader, power dynamic, mentions of reader technically being held hostage by joel, mean dom!joel, oral (m.receiving), profanity, reader literally has the smartest & dirtiest mouth, age gap between reader and joel but nothing too big, alcohol consumption, spit usage, takes place during 1st tlou game, reader & ellie banter

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( DEMON TIME) 🎮 INCUBUS!SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY X READER

— game synopsis: your boyfriend has been quite neglectful when it comes to your needs. not particularly being the best book boyfriend similar to the books you've read. but the one demon that visits you in your dreams seem to give you everything you need.

( cw ) ⸻ fem reader, female anatomy described, mentions of reader having a boyfriend, doggystyle, unprotected sex, dirty talk (simon calls reader a slut), mentions of wet dreams, pillow humping, monsterfucking, mentions of simon having horns

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OCTOBER 9TH-OCTOBER 14TH

( GUARDIAN ANGEL ) 🎮 GUARDIAN ANGEL!SEPHIROTH X READER

— game synopsis: he's been your guardian angel since you were sixteen years old. protecting you from danger you didn't see coming, but now that you're slowly wanting space from him—he makes it his mission to remind you who you belong to until you take your final breath.

( cw ) ⸻ fem reader, female anatomy described, slight enemies to fuckers, reader somewhat purposely put herself in danger, possessive!sephiroth, mentions of sephiroth having pretty white wings, mating press position, cream pies, mentions of soul ties,

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( COLD AS ICE ) 🎮 SUB ZERO!KUAI LIANG X SIREN!READER

— being the handmaiden of the grandmaster of the lin kuei has its perks. although you feel like an odd one out in a winter storm, your bond with the cold grandmaster seems familiar. as if you've experienced it before.

( cw ) ⸻ fem reader, female anatomy described, takes place in the mortal kombat timeline where kuai liang is the lin kuei grandmaster, clit play, ice play, temperature play, mentions of reader & kuai being multi timeline lovers, reader has siren powers, fingering, edging, slight exhibitionism,

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OCTOBER 16TH-21ST

( BIG BAD WOLF ) 🎮 BIGBY WOLF X RED RIDING HOOD!READER

— game synopsis: bigby wolf has to juggle being the sheriff holding the fables together in the busy city of new york, but now a former prey returns to the city stirring up trouble & bigby's primal past.

( cw ) ⸻ fem reader, female anatomy described, mentions of folklores, marking kink, blood kink, primal kink, mentions of infidelity (bigby is dating snow/snow white), takes place after first the wolf among us game (spoilers may be included), cunt slaps, witty nicknames being said during intercourse (reader calls bigby the big bad wolf), reader is new in town, slight established relationship between bigby & reader

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OCTOBER 31ST

🎮 BONUS PLAYTHROUGHS

⸻ short game plays to savor your sweet tooth from your favorite halloween candy

— ellie williams x reader, trick n treat ( fem reader, oral [reader receiving], dirty talk, thigh marks )

— jin sakai x reader ( female reader, arranged marriage trope, virginity lost )

— leon kennedy x reader ( female reader, doggy style position, marijuana usage )

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[fallenneziah]

Morning Messiness

Alejandro x F!Reader x Rodolfo

Summary: Another soft morning waking up in Alejandro and Rodolfo's arms leads to lazy kisses and more.

CW: Oral (F! Receiving, M! Receiving), overstimulating, gentle sex, p in v, poly love for all, afab!, reader uses she/her, soft sex.

You always loved the thought of sleeping in. After a long mission the thought of being held between your boyfriends Alejandro and Rodolfo brought comfort. Laying under the sheets with both of them as the morning rays drifted through the curtains and warmed your back.

And today was one of those days.

After a long mission you slept in, laying in Alejandro's arms, head cradled against his chest.

It was quiet, and peaceful when you awoke. Looking up into soft brown eyes, feeling Ale running his fingers through your hair.

You smile up at him, seeing how his gaze shifted over your peacefully sleeping form to take in your morning beauty all for himself.

"Morning amor." He whispers, fingers still stroking through your hair.

"Good morning." You reply.

He hums, leaning down to capture your lips on a gentle kiss. It makes your heart flutter, sinking into his lips, wanting to never let go.

He slowly pulls away, his hand cupping your cheek and running his thumb over your cheek bone. You lean up, kissing him again, slowly pulling away for air.

The hand in your hair curls to cup your neck, pulling you ever closer to him. You kiss him a little harder, running your hand up his chest.

He hums softly, "Mm, careful love, Rodolfo is still asleep."

You sit up a bit and look back, Rodolfo was still asleep with his hand wrapped around your waist. Such an adorable sight, seeing the peace on his face. You turn back to Alejandro and kiss him again, losing yourself in his lips. Your stomach warms delightfully, stoking a fire in your chest.

"Let him rest." You mutter against his lips.

"I wasn't planning on waking him up." He smirks, pecking your lips again.

You chuckle, bringing your hand up over his shoulder to the back of his neck. He still has a few marks and cuts from the mission, you can't help but examine them.

"I'm fine amor, we all got out alive." Alejandro says it as if he can read your mind. He just knows you too well. "Both of you were amazing yesterday."

"Says you, leading us into battle without fear."

You kiss again, tongue finding his lips without real intent or purpose, but he lets you in anyway.

You shift in the bed, letting Ale roam his hands around you and explore you. You moan into his lips when his hand cups your breast, his thumb rolling over your nipple.

The kisses continue gentle and slow.

The bed behind you shifts and the arm around your waist moves, riding up your shirt and cupping your breast.

You pull away from the kisses for air and roll over a bit, your back to Rodolfo's warm chest.

"Morning love." You give him a gentle kiss, welcoming him back into the world. He hums, hand squeezing your breast, indulging the kiss.

Alejandro also leaned over, pushing you away to capture Rodolfo's lips. You giggle, pushing on Alejandro's chest to give you some air.

Rudy snuggles back into the crook of your neck, laying soft kisses along your shoulder and back.

You arch into Rudy's touch, all while Alejandro pulls you closer, unable to get enough of your lips.

Rodolfo shifts down the bed, his hands wander to your hips, leaving a trail of kisses down your spine.

He reaches your back and pulls down your shorts and the bed covers.

You hum at the sensation, shifting your hips upward so he can pull off your shorts.

Alejandro smirks into the kiss, watching Rodolfo throw your shorts aside and start to kiss up your calve. He laid deep hickeys into your thighs, making you moan into Alejandro's deepening kisses.

His tongue pressed deeper into your mouth while Rodolfo kissed up and down each of your legs. Kissing and nipping the soft skin and your scars.

He got to your core and moved up, kissing just below your belly button down to your panties.

You moaned when he teeth grabbed onto the cotton and pulled them down your legs and over your ankles.

The heat in your core grew like a fire, blush tickling your cheeks.

Alejandro fondled your breasts, pulling away from your lips to lick your nipples.

"Ale." You groan, running your fingers through his hair. He brings your breast to his mouth and sucks your nipple, tongue flicking and pressing into it, coating it in saliva.

Your fingers flex in his hair, feeling through his soft curls.

He pulls away and licks your bud once more before capturing you in a breathtaking kiss. You push into him, tongue meeting his in the kiss.

Rodolfo places a soft kiss on your inner thigh, making your adrenaline spike. Heat boils down in your stomach when he drags his fingers gently over your cunt. He rubs over your entrance and back up to your clit, pinching it between his fingers.

You moan, trying to keep it together. Rudy rubs two fingers over your entrance before pushing in, your insides molding around him. His thumb rubs up and down your cunt, making you gasp and moan.

Alejandro grinned into your kiss. "You gonna let him make you cum?" He whispers.

You nod, pulling away for air.

Rodolfo pulls away from you and rubs your cunt. He shifts on the bed and slides up Alejandro's waist. Alejandro watches Rodolfo slide up his waist and kiss his stomach.

"Amor." Ale cups Rodolfo's jaw as he places kisses along his stomach. Rudy pulled at Alejandro's boxers, pulling them down to his ankles and ripping them off.

"Not leaving me out either, hey?"

Rudy hums and kisses Alejandro's hips, taking his limp cock in his hand.

You kiss Alejandro's jaw and bring his gaze back toward you, kissing him.

Rudy jacks off Alejandro, getting him moaning and groaning. His cock grew hard, even before Rodolfo places Ale's cock in his mouth and guides it down his throat.

Alejandro gasped, groping and feeling you, his kisses growing harder and more aggressive.

He groans and you feel his cock twitch in Rudy's mouth. He pulls away to lick and suck his balls.

"Oh shit!" Alejandro gasped, pushing his head back into the pillows, "You two are killing me." He chuckles.

You smirk, "Good thing we know how to bring you back."

Rudy pulls off of Ale's cock, neglecting him and moving back to you, licking your clit and massaging your lit.

You moan, legs tensing but he keeps one of your thighs open.

Al leans over, his tongue exploring your mouth, hand cupping your breast and squeezing it, rubbing his thumb over the bud.

You run your fingers through Rodolfo's hair, arching into his touch. He sucked your clit, making you gasp and moan, Alejandro swallowing your sounds.

Rodolfo pushes a finger into your cunt, the heat and pressure building in your core.

You moan, unable to stop the sensations washing over your body.

Rodolfo drags his finger in and out of your cunt, pressing in a second finger and slowly sliding to his knuckles.

You pull away from the kiss and moan, your walls tightening around his fingers.

Rodolfo pulls back, looking up at your blissed-out expression, smiling to himself. He pulled away completely, making you whine from the loss.

Rodolfo pulls off his shirt, throwing it off the bed and pulling down his shorts, boxers coming off with them. You look up at him, Alejandro wrapping his arms around you and kissing your cheek. Rudy strokes his cock tapping it against your clit, sloppy cunt leaking onto his head.

"Do you want it, amor?" He asks.

You nod, "Yes, please, give it to me."

He hums, slowly pushing in, your cunt moulding around him as he stretches your insides. You groan, your walls tightening around him as you adjust to his size. He gently pushes in and out, fucking you slowly, his hands settling on your hips to hold you still. He inhales deeply, watching his cock sink in and out of your tight cunt.

Your eyelids are heavy and lidded, reaching down to stroke Alejandro's cock. Al groans, placing open-mouthed kisses on your neck and down your chest.

Rodolfo rolls his hips against yours, picking up the pace a little.

Alejandro groans, watching Rodolfo fuck you. You cry out when he slams into your g-spot.

You bite your lip, keeping it together. Rodolfo continues, snapping his hips into your sweet spot.

"Oh fuck!" You gasp, "Keep going."

Rodolfo chuckles, "Do you want me to make you cum?"

You nod.

He hums, "Are you close?"

"Yes." You whisper, running your hand up his stomach.

He groans, fucking into you, making you cry out and grip onto the bed sheets.

Al smiles seeing you both enjoy yourselves, stroking his cock and kissing your temple. "Look at that.." He whispers, inhaling while Rudy presses you into the bed, arching his back and watching his cock sink in and out of you, feeling your walls tighten around him.

He keeps going, pushing through the tightness and gripping your hip a little tighter. "Come on love... almost there." He whispers.

You bite your lip, rolling your hips into him, "Fuck me."

He grunts, leaning down to capture your lips, "Say that again."

"Fuck me." You beg.

"Yes ma'am."

He fucks you, rolling his hips and slamming into your sweet spot. Your toes curl as you feel the tension in your body rise to a breaking point.

His heavy cock dragging in and out, stretching your gummy walls, fingers teasing your swollen clit. Nipping at your skin, squeezing your tummy.

His cock slides in, balls pressing up against your warm skin. You both groan in pleasure when the head of his weeping cock reaches your g-spot, consistent strokes making you feel faint.

And within minutes your orgasm hits, making you moan, Alejandro's lips finding yours again as you cum on Rudy's cock.

You whimper softly, rubbing your sensitive cunt as Rudy leans up, taking your breast in his mouth. You quiver, squirming as the two advance.

Alejandro gently brings your face to his, kissing you again. "So fuckin' pretty..."

"Just relax, amor," Rudy whispers.

The soft morning affection turning into this. The desire for him to make both of you feel good and relaxed.

You pull away from the kiss, leaving Alejandro panting. He grips your hand, squeezing it and pulling you close to kiss your neck.

You tilt your head back, letting him leave soft marks on your skin.

His eyes flutter open, looking into your eyes, "Love." He whispers, reaching down to touch your cunt. His fingers roll over your clit, making you whimper softly. You roll your hips into his touch, running your hand down his stomach to his cock. Your fingers wrap around it, stroking him off and listening to his groans.

"Fuck-" Rodolfo gasps, gripping onto your thigh and digging his nails into his skin. "Shit- I'm close."

Alejandro hums, "So am I." He whispers, "Keep going."

Alejandro whines, his toes curling as his orgasm builds in his gut.

You pant, mouth falling open, hips jerking as Rudy picks up speed again, cock pulsing inside your warm, sloppy heat.

"Yeah baby, keep your hand going-"

Alejandro grunts, arching his back as he cums over his stomach, his seed shooting up to his chest.

Rudy grips your hips tight, forcing his cock inside you deep, slotting himself snuggly between your thighs, pumping seed deep into you womb.

He whines, watching you shudder and moan, feeling full and tired again.

You nuzzle your head under Alejandro's chin, his arm wrapping around your back. Rudy slowly pulls away, stroking his dripping cock after his orgasm.

"Come here, love." You whisper, opening your arm.

Rudy smiles softly, feeling you two invite him back into the cuddle pile.

He lays down beside Alejandro and lays his head on his chest. You pull the bedsheets up and over the three of you.

Rodolfo sighs softly, "I love you." He whispers.

"We love you too." You reply, closing your eyes.

The three of you bask in the sunlight and the warmth of each other.

[prttykittes]

im screaming...! requests are open and i wanna indulge in silly dark fantasies ahahah :3

stepbro!kaeya eats out stepsis!reader (*´˘`*)♡ id really like for some bdsm too.. just reader being unable to move while her big brother devours her aahahhahaha (/ω＼)

I love kaeya, yiippee!! ♡⁠(⁠>⁠ ⁠ਊ⁠ ⁠<⁠)⁠♡

ෆ Stepbro!Kaeya X Stepsis! Reader [she/her/you/your]

— Synopsis:: your older step brother decides to let you stay at his house but he seems to have different ideas and you don't mind it!

CW. Stepcest, BSDM, pussy eating, marking(he marks her inner thighs), noncon(?), dubcon(?), CNC(?), pussy fingering, could be read as Afab reader, I use you/your pronouns so it can be read as Afab or fem! (⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠♪

A/N :: Nggh, Kaeya is so pretty, silly brother who will lick and touch you! Different format— written by a minor

[MASTERLIST] — ୧⁠(⁠＾⁠ ⁠〰⁠ ⁠＾⁠)⁠୨ all works in there!!

STEPBRO!Kaeya who lets you to stay with him after your parents want to move out! He was so sweet to let you stay with him! :3

STEPBRO!Kaeya who touches you! Touches your leg, your chest and lower than you expected! His touches feel so nice and comforting! He could never do harm to you!(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

STEPBRO!Kaeya who takes care of you! He will take care of his little sister! Making sure your okay and comfortable! He even teaches you how to cook, and cook, and take care of yourself when he isn't home! ヘ⁠（⁠。⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠ヘ

STEPBRO!Kaeya who goes in your room when your asleep and he comes back late! He watches over you while he looks for your used panties so he can use! (⁠•⁠ө⁠•⁠)⁠♡

STEPBRO!Kaeya who makes weird noises while your asleep and when he is in his room! He keeps making so much weird noises! ♡⁠(⁠>⁠ ⁠ਊ⁠ ⁠<⁠)⁠♡

STEPBRO!Kaeya who decides to do his actions, he was been holding back! He decides to let himself and you feel good! He makes you take a sleeping pill so you don't wake up! (⁠๑⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙⁠๑⁠)

STEPBRO!Kaeya who ties you up with handcuffs he took from his job! Making sure it's not to deep so it doesn't hurt you! He slowly lifts up your pajamas as he stares at your panties! (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪

STEPBRO!Kaeya who pulls your panties to the side as he looks at his prize! He gulps as he leans down and takes a lick! He began to lick and suck on your cunt as he jumps the bed! He gets hard easily when it comes to you! (⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠）

STEPBRO!Kaeya who sticks his tongue in your cunt! His tongue swirling around while you moan in your sleep! Your pussy drooling out juices as he laps it up! (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

STEPBRO!Kaeya who puts a digit in your cunt, his finger as his mouth is on your pussy! Your cunt letting out more of your sweet juices, his hips continue to hump the bed as he continues to lap up and finger you! (⁠｡⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠｡⁠)

STEPBRO!Kaeya who gets makes your inner thigh while his fingers pump into you! He will make sure that anyone will know you belong to him! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

STEPBRO!Kaeya who gets happy and more horny once your cunt squirts out juices over his face! Your sweet liquid all over his face while he licks his lips! ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖

STEPBRO!Kaeya who pretends that he doesn't know how your panties and bedsheets got all wet! Or how you got marks over your thighs! He didn't do anything, be swears! (⁠｡⁠ﾉ⁠ω⁠＼⁠｡⁠)

STEPBRO!Kaeya who thinks that he should man up and make moves on you so that he can do the same thing on you when your awake! He can't wait for you to be awake next time! ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

[elihii]

Y'feel that?

ft. death island!leon x fem!reader

overview. well, i got obsessed with the phrase leon says. also, i got the idea from one short i read a while ago. with the same title, of course, i just did it my way c:

warnings. 973 w (kinda short). smut. dirty talk, age gap, riding, praise, p in v, creampie.

note. masterlist. i don't really have much to say, hope you enjoy your reading ♡ (btw, english is not my native language, sorry if there are mistakes.)

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You continued to ride his cock with abandon and longing. Your nails dug into his biceps as the head of his thick member hit your cervix repeatedly, sending electric waves of pleasure through both of your bodies. Leon's voice faded further, taking on a hoarse, provocative tone as he spoke between labored breaths.

With each thrust, he was pushing your cervix further in your welcoming pussy, stretching your walls to their limits and filling you with relentless torrents of satisfaction with the help of his hands gripping your hips. Feeling your buttocks trembling under the force of your strokes only served to fuel his lust even more, driving him to continue pounding into you with ruthless skill.

"Y'feel that?" he grunted.

A rhetorical question as you could feel every inch of his swollen shaft sliding in and out of your vaginal cavity. Riding his cock as fast and hard as you could, trying to match his pace and get all of it inside your tight pussy. Shaking your hips violently with each impact, showing how much you enjoy fucking his cock. Your breathing became more irregular and gasping as you felt yourself getting closer to your climax thanks to the intensity of the sensations and the raw friction with all its pulsating veins inside you.

Leon's grunts grew louder and more primal, pounding into your tight pussy with increasing ferocity, his hands keeping control of the pace of your frantic, constant coupling. Sending waves of ecstasy with each impact that coursed through both your bodies, pushing you closer and closer to orgasmic bliss.

You shook your pelvis wildly and kept digging him into your depths with each powerful jump you exerted on his hips, moving yours erotically. With each passing moment, the anticipation of your imminent release increased to feverish and impossible levels.

You were shaking with pleasure, feeling his huge cock filling your pussy completely, your pretty tits bouncing up and down in front of his face with each impact as you did on him. Your breathing was becoming more erratic and labored, barely able to catch your breath.

"I'm gonna cum Lee…" you whimpered.

When he felt your pussy choke his throbbing member, signaling your impending climax, Leon let out a wild roar of bliss and multiplied his efforts, sinking his cock even deeper into your trembling core. The feeling of being surrounded by warmth and tightness was almost too much to bear for him, but he refused to stop until he had taken every last drop of your pleasure.

"M'pretty little girl is bout' to cum in my cock… Hold'n and come with me, sweetness…"

His hands clung to your hips harder as if you were a vice, using them as a guide for his thrusts as he sought to bring you to the edge of an explosive orgasm.

Your face contorted in pure pleasure and delight as you felt your orgasm building inside you. Your cute little pussy clenched even tighter around his thick cock, absorbing it hard as you tried to milk as much of his cum as possible.

"Fuck- I'm cumming, Leon..."

Your breathing became more erratic and desperate, you could barely pronounce words between gasps of air.

"Sexy as fuck... Y'don't know how fuckin horny you drive me... Are'y ready, little one? Are ya ready for me?"

Leon's voice dropped to a primal growl as he watched your beautiful face contort in pleasure, his arousal reaching new heights of intensity.

"Mmh... Yes… Yes… Cum inside me, Leon…"

He released his load prematurely, filling your tight pussy to the brim with his hot sperm as he continued to pound into your sensitive walls thanks to your urges combined with his own.

He couldn't help but let out another primal moan as he reached his peak, his big cock throbbing inside you and releasing wave after wave of thick cum into your needy depths. The sound of his heavy breathing and grunting filled the room, along with the loud wet noise of his soaked pelvis colliding with your swollen folds.

Your cute little pussy convulsed around his thick cock as you climaxed, your juices flowing freely and mixing with his hot load to create a delicious mess inside your tight hole that ran down his pelvis and balls. You let out a loud moan and arched your back, your fingers digging into his bulky biceps as you tried to hold on with all your might as you weathered the storm of pleasure.

You just continued pumping his placid cock with your fleshy walls and swollen entrance, his balls tightening involuntarily as he emptied their sticky contents. When he felt your body tremble with anticipation, he knew you were on the verge of another orgasm, and he couldn't resist giving you one last surge of pleasure before finally pulling out of your dripping pussy.

With a final grunt, he pulled out of your soaked folds and positioned his cock at the base of your pussy, ready to administer a generous load of his thick cum directly onto your eager clit.

You let out a long, satisfied moan as you felt his huge cock withdraw from your wet pussy, leaving behind a trail of hot cum and precious fluids that connected you both and showed off your illicit act. You looked at him with lust-filled eyes, waiting patiently for him.

Leon growled as he prepared to shoot his last load directly into your clit, his balls clenching one last time before he unloaded a torrent of hot cum all over your pussy. With each beat in his shaft, more of his thick cum splashed across your sensitive nub, creating a wet mess that oozed down to your inner thighs.

He let out a victorious moan as he emptied himself, his cock twitching involuntarily as he savored the feeling of feeding and staining your pussy. For a moment, he stood still, catching his breath and basking in the afterglow of your intense sex session.

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note. you are free to ask/request anything you want! my dms are open and you can submit your request in my bio, thank you! likes and reblogs are highly appreciated! xoxo ♡

[missthirsty]

Sejanus Plinth [NSFW Links]

TW: NSFW (Mdni)

-> Boyfriend Sejanus with a big cock that hits all the right spots

-> Sejanus making soft steady love to you

-> Size kink with Sej

-> Reader touching Sejanus like the whipped girlfriend she is

[gabbytbll]

Maeve x Female Reader

✄𝑴𝑨𝑬𝑽𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺✯ 18+

NSFW MDNI!!!

Authors note: I hope you love this Anon! you said to pick and i picked my queen Maeve eheh but anyways! there will be mistakes and i did just start this show and I love it a lot so far so please bare with me she will be OOC! also this is Maeve in season 1 or 2!

Masterlist 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭

she was never with Elena!

Warnings!: angst, crying, hurt reader, homophobia, lesbian sex, rough sex, strap on, blindfolds, making out, fingering, praise, manhandling, jealousy, sex toys, filming, worship, spanking, DOM Maeve!!, voyeurism, Human reader, Maeve is trying!, HOMELANDER!!! (yes, he is a warning)

SFW!

♤ She loves you a lot, so she is very scared for you to get hurt from her or anyone else.

♤ Before the both of you got into a relationship you both meet by you working at Vought on one of the lower floors and you bumped into her.

♤ She didn't like you for a while until you kept seeing each other on accident (it wasn't she was curious of you because she thought you looked cute for a human).

♤ As the both of you started to get to know each other you both started to hang out more at the Vought tower secretly.

♤ You were the first to confess to her thinking she didn't like you (she does, she just don't know what to do cause what if her reputation falls apart or home lander finds out).

♤ After you confessed to her she kind of distanced herself away from you because she thinks Homelander might find out and hurt you (but she hurt you more).

♤ When you got together you both promised you and her tell each other everything no secrets.

♤ She doesn't give affection to you in public because it hasn't been approved by Vought (she hasn't told them about you yet).

♤ She loves to cuddle you on the couch watching movies together after a hard day at work.

♤ She loves to wear matching shirts or matching with you in general whenever she goes undercover.

♤ While you're at work she loves to leave food at your desk secretly or she makes someone else give it to you using an excuse saying your family said give it to her while she was passing by.

♤ She has pictures taken of you up on her walls in her bedroom so that when she wakes up, she sees your beautiful face in the morning.

♤ When you and her finally went public the world loved it, it made you feel more free in your relationship.

♤ She loves PDA I'm talking making out in front of everyone just so they know you belong to her.

♤ She loves when you wear her hero suit, she thinks it looks hot on you (she just loves you wearing it her clothes in general).

♤ Homelander hates you for some reason (he doesn't like the both of you together because your both girls) he always tries to bribe you into breaking up with her or blackmail you (it never works).

♤ Maeve thinks you're the one for her, you make her so happy, and she feels free for once it's like she doesn't have to think about anything with you.

♤ She loves to go on sunset dates with a picnic, she has so many pictures of you in the sunset she says it's some of her favorite pictures she ever took.

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒

•She loves to give you flowers

•She would get a tattoo of your name on her left thigh or arm

•She will marry you one day like she promised

•She loves to listen to music that reminds you of her

•You will always be her number 1 hero to her

both of y'all's song would be always forever I think

NSFW MDNI!!!

sexual content warning is advised

♧ I feel like she would be a hard Dom cause let's be honest here she is strong as hell and she would love to manhandle you.

♧ She loves how you sound in bed she is so obsessed with you.

♧ She has recording of you so she can always listen to it later (god forbid someone hacks her phone the only thing they are going to see is you and her together and your sex tapes).

♧ She hates when people flirt with you so she walks up to you and say something like I loved your moans last night, your pussy was tighter last night, etc. (she thinks you're too good for them plus she like the face that person makes when she says something dirty to you).

♧ She has a ton of sex toys she has a special secret room for sexual activities just for the both of you (it's scary).

♧ She has water, snacks, etc over to the side just in case you or her need anything.

♧ She is definitely a giver, sometimes she one gets you off just because she feels like you need it more than her.

♧ She loves to worship your body slowly as she fingers you with three fingers.

♧ She loves to make you masturbate Infront of you while she films you or just to watch you with a small smirk on her face because she knows it humiliates you.

♧ Oh she loves to blindfold you whenever she's in a good mood she likes to think it makes you feel more pleasure because you don't know what she's going to do to you next.

♧ She hates when you playfully flirt back with a guy you don't know, so when you get home, she makes you go to the playroom and strip and lay down over her knees so she can spank you as punishment.

♧ She loves to fuck you with her big pink dildo strap fast or slow it don't matter she just loves watching you squirm in pleasure.

♧ She loves to scissor you the most rather than fucking you with the strap on because she can feel you better against her (plus she gets more pleasure from it)

♧ She loves to manhandle you whenever she can in the bedroom, she thinks it's hot plus she can put u into any position she wants quicky.

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒

•She has a small scar under her ribs

•She loves to give you hickeys

•Sometimes she plays sexy music in the bed

•One time you fuck in Vought's bathroom

•She has a mole on her right thigh

I hope this is good I kind of rushed this! but I want to say thank you to Anon for requesting this i had so much fun doing this!! make sure you like and comment i greatly appreciate it!!♡♡

Also I posted this early whoops☺

©️ gabbytbll. do not copy, repost, or translate across other sites. do not copy my sentence structures, plot or characterization.

[sleepingdeath-light]

the perfect gentleman ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (kinktober entry)

word count ; 1544

content ; sexually explicit content, loss of virginity, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, prominent sadism (alastor) and masochism (reader), power imbalance

fandom ; hazbin hotel

pairing ; alastor x cis female reader

read also on ; ao3

note ; potentially shaky characterisation as i had to juggle alastor’s likely sadism with trying to be accommodating for someone’s first time, which was quite the challenge.

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked!!!

Alastor was a great many things to a great many people, but above all else he was a gentleman — and a very traditional one at that. The type who would do the expected chivalrous things like hold open doors for you even when he was just passing by, or lending you his tailcoat if you complained of the cold, but his gentlemanliness also extended to the more intimate side of your relationship (which shouldn’t be as surprising as it was, but seeing as you were both in hell you couldn’t help but be even more appreciative of how he approached things like that).

And even now that you’d finally made yourself open to being sexually intimate he was still treating you with a degree of gentleness that made your undead heart flutter. Though you supposed that was mostly because you’d disclosed your inexperience to him quite early on in your relationship — after all he was a self described sadist so you’d been expecting a bit more roughness once he got you in bed with him.

Not that you minded much, of course…

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Despite being in such a vulnerable position you felt completely at ease beneath him, fully giving yourself to him however you could and however he wanted you to: not flinching away when he used the sharpened tips of his black tinged claws to impatiently, yet delicately, tear your undergarments off of your body; letting him reposition your body so that you were sat on his lap with your bare back right against his slender clothed chest without complaint; spreading your legs wider, almost on impulse, when he started to trail those cold hands up your thighs and towards your wet pussy; complying immediately and removing your hands from your mouth when he scolded you for trying to hide yourself from him, letting your arms fall limply to your sides as you started to anxiously pick at the bedsheets on either side of his crossed legs, whole body trembling in anticipation as he inches closer and closer to the apex of your thighs. And despite all of your mental preparation you still couldn’t help but jump when he first made contact with your slit, earning you a crackling radio-host chuckle against your ear as he repeated the same motion again to help you adjust to it; slowly and gently running a single fingertip along your slit from the hood of your clit to your dripping hole and back again.

He asked you if you wanted him to stop, calling you ‘dear’ in that polite drawl of his, but you pushed through your anxiety and confirmed that you were okay. So Alastor pushed forwards by just a bit; letting one of his fingertips dip mere millimetres into your entrance before immediately removing it and continuing to trace the length of your soaked puffy lips, mindful to not cut you with his nails as he went (he had clipped them beforehand but there’s only so much a demon can do to change his form, you know). Then he did it again, going a fraction deeper and staying a second longer, before pulling out again — going further and further with every go around and clearly delighting in your flustered frustration and anxiety as he continued to tease you and help you adjust to what was to come.

But, so very impatient despite your initial anxiety, you only lasted long enough for him to get the second knuckle of his middle finger into your gushing entrance before you tapped out and begged him to stop ‘treating me like I’m made of glass, Al,’ because you’re ‘a demon too, goddamn it’. And Alastor, ever the perfect gentleman, laughed heartily at your outburst before withdrawing his hands from your body and putting his finger in front of your lips and asking you to ‘be a doll’ and clean him up first.

So, tentatively, and with a half-heartedly defiant roll of your eyes, you parted your lips and allowed him to push his slick covered digit into your mouth. Tasting yourself on his skin as you obediently cleaned him, humming almost thoughtfully at the flavour, until he suddenly popped it back out of your mouth and unceremoniously (and quite roughly) flipped you onto your back so that you were laying flat on the bed with him looming over you, body positioned snugly between your legs.

Once again he asked if you wanted him to continue, voice crackling like static and eyes glowing that intrusive streetlight yellow as he stared down at you with his usual sharp grin on his face. And, once again, you glared up at him and huffed and reaffirmed that you knew what you wanted — and that you didn’t want him holding back like he was before.

And it seemed that that was all the encouragement that the radio demon needed to make your first time as memorable as possible.

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You felt like his prey, trapped and completely at his mercy, but you couldn't help but love it: those needle-like teeth digging in to the sensitive skin of your throat, piercing just deep enough to draw blood and make you gasp before he withdrew and licked the wound clean, moaning in satisfaction at your flavour; those talon like fingers clawing at your bare waist and hips and thighs, keeping you in place and stopping you from squirming away from him as he fucked into your soaking wet pussy, slick mixing with blood as it pooled beneath you on the bed; that long slender cock slipping effortlessly inside of you, tip brushing dangerously against your g-spot every few thrusts and coaxing more moans and groans and whines from your lips as he went, all of which Alastor clearly revelled in. He was so much stronger than you, so much larger than you, that there was no chance of you escaping — leaving you well and truly at the mercy of your demonic deer-like lover — and the thought only made you wetter.

In fact, everything he did or said to you made you wet, which might have embarrassed you if you weren't already in hell.

Every staticky laugh and chuckle that reverberated against the pulse point of your neck or the swell of your chest. Deep, rough sounds that sent waves of gooseflesh erupting across your body and that were usually followed by another playful bite or nip.

Every time he called you 'my dear' or 'pet' or 'dearest' in that transatlantic accent of his, terms of affection that would usually make you swoon now left to punctuate the little things he did to make you see stars on the ceiling of your crumbling hotel room. His sweet words a stark contrast to the utter sin that he was performing between your thighs.

Every sharp sting of his nails being dug into your hips and dragged down a few tantalising centimetres, leaving deep red trails in your skin  in their wake that the small, distant, coherent part of you knew would ache terribly the next day. But now, with his lips on your throat and his cock in your cunt, you couldn't bring yourself to care about the consequences you'd face, you just needed him to do it again... and again... and again. He could leave every inch of you bruised and bleeding and you still wouldn't care so long as he kept making you feel this good — hell, the pain only made the pleasure feel more real, more intense, so you almost hoped that he didn't stop.

Every collision of his hips with yours, angled just right so the tip of his length would hit that delicate spongey-spot within you, that had you throwing your head back and repeating his name like a mantra or prayer (rather ironic given your current place of residence).

All of these new overwhelming sensations pushed you closer and closer to the edge of release until finally something snapped and you were sent spiralling into a climax so intense your vision completely whited out. Every nerve in your body felt like it was on fire and yet you still felt like you were floating, adrift in an ocean of burning hot pleasure that drowned out your thoughts and left you only with the sharp stinging pain of his teeth and nails to anchor you through the storm. Even your own voice sounded distant and incomprehensible to you, like your ears were stuffed with cotton or your head was underwater, leaving only the pounding of your heart audible to you as you were fucked through your climax.

It was intense and felt almost endless, like you were kept in that state of heightened sensation and white hot pleasure for an eternity. Floating in that white, teary void with only your own overwhelming pleasure and distant, dull sparks of pain to keep you company as you rode out the most powerful orgasm of your life. Only able to mindlessly hope that it would be the first of many that you’d have with Alastor, and that some day you’d be able to make him feel just as good as you did now.

Just maybe not today; you were much too worn out for that… but there’s always tomorrow, right?

[jujutsea]

Toji Fushiguro

Warning(s): some choking, a little dacryphilia

word count: 369 words, 1995 characters

minors dni, some kinky shit here idk i tried

he looked at you amorously, struck by your beauty as you took him so well. “doing s’good for me baby…” he nearly struggled to say, going to hide his face in the crook of your neck and kiss that tender spot as he slammed into you again and again, his leaky and tender tip twitching uncontrollably deep inside your tight walls.

heavy breathing and grunts echoed through the air. toji let out a low chuckle as he roughly wrapped his hand around your neck, still careful not to hurt you… too much. “t-toji…. please” you whined.

he gently wiped off some tears off your warm cheeks, showing you glimpses of his true feelings of care for you, loving the way you looked up at him, with tears in your eyes, completely worn out, yet still so needy.

“look at you— so sweet and pretty… and desperate for more of my cock” he chuckled and groaned loudly, ramming into your wet cunt, already full with many of his heavy loads.

“mmm!” was all that came out of your mouth as he aggressively pressed his lips against yours, going to explore your mouth with his tongue. you kissed him back in a heartbeat, playing with his now messy hair. you were then flipped around with such ease you hadn’t even had the opportunity to react.

“aah!…” you moaned out as you felt his tip sliding along your folds, one of his thumbs abusing your sensitive bud of nerves. you were now straddling him, in perfect position to ride him. “ you’re s’pretty like this… just one more f’me please, baby…” his words are slurred as he sucks on your perked up nipples.

adjusting himself and going to grip your hips firmly, toji watched as you began to slide down his length, the sheer girth and weight of it making you cry out his name shamelessly. the familiar sensation mixed with your noises made his face contort into one of pleasure as he came hard deep into your womb, once again.

“you can do it, baby… please, just one more….” he said lowly, the corners of his mouth moving to form a proud smirk as you began to move, ready for another load.

[pinkmirth]

I want to dom richter so badly 🥺 just imagine how cute he'd look, gorgeous baby blue eyes blown wide with lust and gazing up at you dazedly while a pretty pink blush dusts his cheeks as you ride him. His face, lips, neck, and chest completely covered in kiss marks in your favorite shade of lipstick. All the while, his wrists are snugly tied together with his white headband giving you full rein to his pleasure.

⸻ 𝒮𝒰𝒞𝒞𝒰ℳℬ!

𝑀𝒴 𝐿𝒪𝒱ℰ-𝒩𝒪𝒯ℰ! 𝜗𝜚 ₊ ⊹ oh nonnie, how i love your gorgeous mind! subby richie is now everything to me. and using the headband?! oh my fucking god . . . now that’s just icing on the cake >.< m’gonna faint and i need richter to catch me. thanks so much for sending in your thoughts! now, please enjoy this teensy tiny drabble for my favorite belmont boy ❤︎

𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒯𝒜ℐ𝒩𝒮 𝜗𝜚 ₊ ⊹ ( 1k+ words of . . . ) richter belmont x fem!reader (black coded), dom!reader, sub!richter, cowgirl position, bondage (via headband ooh!), edging, use of petnames (e.g. love, baby, rich, etc.) reader tells rich to ‘shut up,’ explicit language, lowercase intended, minors shoo!

richter finds himself quite stuck.

the purest shade of angel-white is what binds him, in the form of a thin strip of ribbon-like fabric. you’d slipped his headband clean off, smiling naughtily as you did so, and created makeshift ‘cuffs’ out of the cloth. it’s drawn together securely around his wrists like a tidy little bow, keeping him right where he ought to be— underneath you. 

your lover looks so good this way, so pliant; laid to the mattress, basking in the way you ride him. those glittering eyes of his, a bright ocean blue, have a thick wave of lust clouded over them. his cheeks are blooming the prettiest shade of blush-pink, and it runs across the bridge of his nose to tint the ends of his ears. richter’s chocolate brown hair has gone completely astray, even more so when you thread your fingers through the curls to pull, tug, yank. the best part of all, he's got his plush lips open wide with the pleading call of your name falling past it. 

you’re sat atop richter’s spent body, thighs enclosing him on either side. then, your hips begin to swivel; back, forth, back, and forth all over again. your ass, fleshy and round, jiggles with every movement after another, clapping down on the swell of his balls. you shift in the slightest, and he shudders. oh, do you love the thrill of utter control. it’s fun, watching him crumble and whine whenever you go a little faster. that’s what you do best, after all— driving him absolutely mad. 

richter isn’t the type to surrender. but for you, he gives it all up; just lies back and allows you to do as you wish. he likes having you above him. he likes your hungry stare and purposeful touches. he likes that for once, he’s allowed to be delicate and helpless. 

“you’re so sensitive tonight,” you coo, sounding airy but assured. as for richter, he grows restless beneath you. full of fervor and no pace, his hips desperately buck upwards, driving his cock deeper into your contracting walls. the man grinds, and he whimpers, eyes pricked with watery tears unfallen. you peer down at him, fingers drifting low to swipe at your clit, “you must really want to cum, hm?” 

he’s quick to nod, fluffy hair swaying with the motion. “please,” he, a belmont, begs. “if i can’t touch you, at least let me—”

“i’ll allow you to when i see it fit, not when you ask me to.” you dive down to his level, with your hand coming to grasp at his jaw. he feels the soft, familiar warmth of your breasts cushioning against his chest, your peaked nipples grazing his own in a way that pries a light moan from him.

you like this proximity; being close enough to press your lips, smoothly coated with waxy lipstick, upon the warm canvas of his skin. and so you do— one at the height of his rosy cheek, another against the pulse of his bobbing throat, and two more planted near his trembling pelvis. your favorite shade is what he’s now scattered in. richer’s a prettily painted picture. your masterpiece. 

“now shut up and be patient,” you smear the lipstick-print on his cheek with the drag of your thumb against it. he takes the digit into his mouth, wraps his tongue around it before you pop loose of his wet lips, “you can do that, i bet.” 

“yes, yes, i can,” a hasty reply he gives you, voice coated in desperation. it’s only when you top richter that he complies so well. and with that, you sit yourself up, planting your hands on his chest for leverage. you’re back to working him, angling the drop of your body to make his smooth cockhead collide with your spot. 

“ngh, f—fuck,” so many profanities spill from him that you’re sure he can hardly control it anymore. his mouth parts at how nicely your cunt sucks him in, and he can’t even bring himself to tear his eyes away from you sliding down the length of him, leaving creamy rings of arousal gathering at the base of him. 

“watch your mouth. you promised to be a good boy, did you not?” you give a sly warning. he’d listen, but the sway of your breasts with every bounce is too entrancing. if only he could just squeeze them, bite and lick and do anything that’d pull beautiful noise from you; flip you on your side, pound into you just the way you like and actually be fucking useful, but he can’t even manage to touch you in a position such as this . . . how cruel. 

from where his hands are tied against one another, he digs his fingernails into the supple flesh of his palm. “please, don’t fucking stop! oh, god— keep going, keep going,” with intrigue, you watch him stumble over his very own words. had his hands been free, he would be using them to slam you down harder. 

he’s throbbing now; rapid pulses at the underside of him, a sure sign of his nearing orgasm. “you’re close, rich. i can feel it,” is your sweet whisper, feathery against his ear. you’ve decided to give in. “go ahead. cum for me, love.” he does, without question. then comes a round of thick spurts, warm and pearly, tainting your womb once richter finally comes. 

his eyes seal shut, and it feels like his groans are reverberating through you. a little more is what you need, just that last bit of stimulation to push you over the edge. so again, you’re fucking yourself down on his twitching cock, getting off on the mess you’ve made out of him; spit-stricken lips and ceaseless moans. he’s a pretty little wreck of your very own doing. 

it’s the friction of his pelvis to your needy clit that finally satiates you. with a shameless cry, you spasm around him, reveling in the fullness before slowly lifting yourself off. thighs aching and body worn, you melt into richter, face pressed to his heaving chest. 

“i love this thing,” you pull the cloth loose and free richter of its confines, softly smooching his wrists, “keep it forever.”

“and why’s that?” he breathes out, touching where you just kissed him at his arm’s pulse. the headband’s constraint faintly lingers there.

“because it’s the only thing that makes you behave . . . you’re pretty when you behave.” he says nothing, silent with flattery. instead, richter gives the wordless response of his hands coming to fondle you from either side of your hips. he’s been deprived of your embrace for far too long. 

it’s quiet now, and the power play’s been set aside. he’s curling himself into your soft body, arms draped over your waist with his face nestled between your tits, and the white fabric’s been strewn over to the edge of the bed. all is still, though your hearts beat wildly together.

one day, he might dare to admit just how much he enjoys being used for the sake of your pleasure.

©𝑃ℐ𝒩𝒦ℳℐℛ𝒯ℋ! ⸻ all rights reserved! do not steal, plagiarize or repost any of my works. please and thank you! ౨ৎ

[smutinlove]

Draco Malfoy x female reader smut Requested by Jas, again. 😶🖕

Your last name is Potter. So you're Harry's sister lmao.

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You were sitting next to your brother when you had heard the annoying yet dreamy voice of your secret boyfriend, Draco Malfoy.

"Oh, look! It's the two pot heads sitting next to each other!" He and his friends laughed.

"Piss off, Malfoy." Harry said as he rolled his eyes. "No, I think YOU should fuck off. Oh, Y/N, is he always this insufferable?" Malfoy asked you with a grin on his face. He lifted your chin.

"Get your filthy hands off me." You slapped his hand away. "Woah! Y/N Potter is angry!" He laughed. Malfoy looked at you, and he whispered in your ear, "Slytherin common room. One a.m." You watched as he left.

"Y/N," you turned your attention to Harry. "What did that asshole tell you?" He asked. "Nothing." Harry nodded. You sighed in relief. The chosen one who chose not to pry in further. You secretly thanked him for that. ---

It was one am. Harry was sleeping. You digged through his trunk and found his invisibility cloak. You threw it over yourself and grabbed your wand.

You quickly yet quietly ran to to Slytherin common room. You took off the cloak and found Malfoy there with his arms crossed. "You're late." He said with a frown. "Sorry." You muttered.He led you in the common room and into his room.

"Y/N, I don't wanna keep our relationship a secret anymore." He blurted out. "I-I'm not sure, Draco." You said.

He tilted his head, "Why? The war is over. No one can stop us." He planted a soft kiss on your lips. "I know." You kissed him back this time. More passionately.

You unbuttoned his white shirt. "You sure you wanna do this?" He asked. "Yes." You replied. He picked you up and placed you on the bed. He kissed down your neck, leaving marks. He started to strip off his own clothes as well, unbuttoning his shirt and kicking off his shoes.

He was on top of you again, his kisses hungry and rough, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth as he let out a low growl.He removed your pants and rubbed his cock against your thigh.

He picked down your neck, kissing and sucking hard enough to leave hickies.

Draco looked up at you, his eyes dark, pupils blown wide. You gasped when you felt his fingers on your clit. He rubbed in small circles and you moaned and bucked your hips. He slowly pushed a finger inside, making you whine as you tried to move against it, needing more.

He added another finger, his thrusts slow but deep and curling inside to rub your g-spot.

You came hard, your legs shook as you let out a loud moan. You panted as he removed his fingers. Draco flipped you onto your stomach. He rubbed the head of his cock at your entrance, pushing it in just a little. You gasped and your walls squeezed around him, trying to push him further. He pulled out before pushing back in. He gripped your hips as he moved in faster. You gasped and mewled, biting down your lip as your body shook. He felt so big and you couldn't believe how good it felt. Draco continued to thrust into you, his hips moving faster, moving deeper inside you.

"Cum in me!" You said with a low moan. He snarled and slammed into you hard, making you cry out in pleasure. You gripped the sheets, whining as his cock rubbed against your g-spot. You were getting closer and closer every second.He pulled out and flipped you over again, slamming back into you harder. You cried out, arching your back as he continued to thrust in and out of you. He pulled out. "Suck." He said. You opened your mouth and he shoved his cock in. You moaned around him as he fucked your face, pushing his cock deep in before pulling out to let you breathe. You sucked him like a popsicle, swirling your tongue around the tip, lapping up the precum as you looked up at him. He grabbed you by the back of your head and shoved himself back down your throat. You moaned around him, taking him as far as you could go. "You're so good at this." He grunted. You blushed and he chuckled. He removed himself from your mouth and pinned your hands above your head, pinning them down with one hand while the other held your chin. He rubbed the head of his cock at your entrance again and pushed back inside you. He fucked you hard, making you feel like jelly, his cock slamming against every nerve.He kissed you again, his lips hungry and rough. You moaned against his mouth as your walls clenched around him. You came.

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The next day, you two entered the great hall hand-in-hand. "Y/N, what the hell?!" You heard your brother say angrily.

--

I am so fucking tired.

[fillinforlater]

Series Masterlist

The is the part of my Masterlist with every series and it's chapters/parts/adventures. It starts off with my biggest series', further down you find my CYOAs and Quickie series'. I hope you enjoy!

All fics that are not part of a series are either in my One-Shot Masterlist or in my IZ*ONE Masterlist!

ONE-SHOT MASTERLIST HERE

IZ*ONE MASTERLIST HERE

Stats: 13 Series with 73 fics, 6 Active Series'

Original Series: Spaceship: Horizon

Season 1

Prologue - Welcome aboard, human (setup, no smut)

Part 1 - Unexpected (ft. Hitomi of IZ*ONE)

Part 2 - Cumming Home (ft. Mina of TWICE)

Part 3 - Lawless (ft. SinB and Eunha of GFRIEND)

Interlude - Lucid Dream I (ft. Giselle of aespa)

Part 4 - Healing ft. (JiU of Dreamcatcher)

Part 5 - Lazy but Laid (ft. Luda of WJSN)

Season Finale - The Star in Space (ft. Sakura of IZ*ONE)

Season 2

Prologue - Ominous Oracle (no smut)

Part 6 - The Smart Duck (ft. Yena of IZ*ONE)

Part 7 - Not-So-Cute (ft. Jiheon of fromis_9)

Part 8 - Plank (ft. Heejin of LOONA)

Interlude - Lucid Dream II (ft. futa!Karina of aespa)

Part 9 - Critical Clamps (ft. Yeri of Red Velvet)

Part 10 - A Train to Drain (ft. 7 Idols of 7 groups)

Season Finale - How did we get here? (ft. Sakura and Yena)

indefinite hiatus

+

Eleven to One-Universe (with @sooyadelicacies)

Yujin - Impossible Taming (Smut Timeline 1)

Yujin - Mandatory Lesson (Smut Timeline 2)

Yujin - Torrential Takeover (ft. Hyewon) (Smut Timeline 3)

Yujin - Easily Tempted (ft. Minju) (Smut Timeline 4)

Yujin - Into the Next (ft. Eunbi) (Smut Timeline 5)

Yujin - Costly Consequences (Smut Timeline 6) 

Minju - Punitive Punishment (ft. Yujin) (Smut Timeline 7)

Hyewon - Boundless Breeding (Smut Timeline 8) 

Yujin - Award Show Vibrations (ft. Minju) (Smut Timeline 9)

Minju - Fine Feet (Smut Timeline 10)

Eunbi - Fulfilling Filling (ft. Hyewon) (Smut Timeline 11)

Yujin - Needy Bold Confession (Smut Timeline 12)

Chaewon - Hate You Lots (ft. Yujin, Minju) (Smut Timeline 13)

Chaewon - What's to Hate? (ft. Minju, Yujin) (Smut Timeline 14)

Yujin - Scandalous Shooting (Smut Timeline 15)

Yena - Pet Play (Smut Timeline 16)

Chaewon - Smart Submission (ft. Minju) (Smut Timeline 17)

Yujin - Hotel Roommating (ft. Yena, Minju, Chaewon) (Smut Timeline 18)

to be continued

+

Original Series: T[w]o find each other (Idol x Idol)

Part 1 - [The one] who won[?] (ft.Gaeul, futa!Chaehyun, futa!Dayeon)

Part 2 - [These] two [won] too (ft. IVE and Kep1er, futa!) 

Part 3 - T[w]o find love, [never three] (ft. Gaeul, futa!Chaehyun)

finished

+

Original Series: Classmating

Minju - Classmating (Part 1)

Minju - Cumforting (Part 2)

--Minju - Cumpany (Part 3) (in planning)

+

Original Series: L4

Part 1 - Loathing Love: Lucky Loser (ft. Hyewon & Eunbi)

Part 2 - Loathing Love: Liable Lady (ft. Eunbi & Hyewon)

Part 3 - Loathing Love: Lusty Loop (ft. Hyewon & Yuri)

Part 4 - Loathing Love: Lavish Lies (ft. Eunbi, Hyewon & Yuri)

finished

+

Original Series: Blonde (Female Reader)

Gaeul - Chapter I

Gaeul - Chapter II

Gaeul - Chapter III

indefinite hiatus

+

Original Series: On her (with @sooyadelicacies)

Part 1 - On her knees (ft. Xiaoting of Kep1er, Monday of Weeekly)

Part 2 - On her bottom Part 1 (ft. Miyeon of (G)I-DLE)

Part 3 - On her bottom Part 2 (ft. Kazuha of LE SSERAFIM)

Part 4 - On her stage (ft. Jennie of BLACKPINK) (Quickie)

Part 5 - On her paws (ft. Hyunjin of LOONA) (Quickie)

Part 6 - On her back (ft. Irene of Red Velvet)

Part 7 - On her jeans (Part 1 of 3) (ft. Minji of NewJeans)

Part 8 - On her jeans (Part 2 of 3) (ft. Minji & Hanni of NewJeans)

Part 9 - On her jeans (Part 3 of 3) (ft. ???)

+

Original Series: My Kinky Wife & Her Crazy Bandmates

Part 1 - ----FRAGILE (ft. Chaewon)

Part 2 - FEAR---- (ft. Yunjin)

indefinite hiatus

+

Original Series: HCHQ (futa!idols)

Part 1 - Double Team (ft. Yunjin, Kazuha)

Part 2 - tripleD (ft. Yunjin, Kazuha, Gaeul)

--Part 3 - ??? (in planning)

+

Original Series: Possession of the Queen (Female Reader)

Doyeon - Chapter I 

Doyeon - Chapter II

--Doyeon - Chapter III (in planning, finale)

+

Quickie Series: A member for the members (Idol x Idol) (with focus on futa!Sohyun)

Prelude - An unexpected D-Day (ft. Mashiro of Kep1er)

Part 1 - Expect the Unexpected (ft. Nien of tripleS)

--Part 2 - Expectations were Met (ft. Yooyeon of tripleS)

--Part 3 - Unexpected, but welcome (ft. xxx of tripleS)

--Finale - An expected D-Day (ft. xxx of tripleS)

+

Quickie Series: Phone 

Part 1 - Snake Invasion (ft. Sana of TWICE)

Part 2 - Bunny Upside Down (ft. Nayeon of TWICE)

Part 3 - Angel of Infinity +0 (ft. Minju of IZ*ONE)

Part 4 - Angel of Infinity +1 (ft. Minju and Tzuyu)

Part 5 - Angel of Infinity +2 (ft. Minju, Yiren and Tzuyu)

Part 6 - Energy Restored (ft. Jeongyeon of TWICE)

Part 7 - No Manners (ft. Lia of ITZY)

Part 8 - Return of the Angel +1 (ft. Minju and Shuhua)

Part 9 - Return of the Angel +2 (ft. Minju, Bomi and Shuhua)

Part 10 - Return of the Angel +3 (ft. Minju, Shuhua, Eunha and SinB)

indefinite hiatus

+

Quickie: 1st Chose-Your-Own-Adventure (CYOA)

Start - Double Stacked (ft. Rei of IVE & Chaehyun of Kep1er)

Option 1 - Double Stacked - One More (ft. Chaehyun) 

Option 2 - Double Stacked - I’m spent (ft. futa!Rei) 

finished

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[callmecrazy4u2]

Take A Dip into Dreamland- NSFW Readerx Jealous!Jing Yuan Honeymoon in Penacony Part 2 Honkai Star Rail

Jing Yuan x Newlywed! Reader

Tags: Flirting. bath sex. mention of voyeurs, jealous jingyuan, Yandere Newlywed couple. Childhood sweethearts. Friends before lovers. Sweet & Spicy. Teasing. Horny Jing Yuan. Thigh Riding. Love bites. Office newlywed smut at the end. Bit of pleasure pain dynamics. Political power play undercurrent. General x Judge. Can be read as reader but written 3rd person with dusk based oc sister of dan feng ten commission lord judge in mind.

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"Jing Yuan are you jealous?" teased Wife! Reader, incredulous and teasing in her tone.

Jing Yuan was the premier bachelor on the loufu. Hands down. However, here on Penacony with so many men competing for her attention… he was on guard head pressed between her neck unhindered by

The curious stares only increased his pride as a beautiful couple with hers as his. However, the one the men gave her were not so welcome....

“So, what if I’m how will you make it up to me? He hummed lazily and good-naturedly plopping his head between her neck and shoulder blade while holding her possessively from behind as his warning sign to all other men.

"Hmm I can think of few ways..."

-After they entered thier hotel room in penacony Smut begins-

Ah there’s no bed.

No problem, We'lls make do " Siad Jing Yuan his voice going low as he cornered her to wall so she fell back on one of the side couches.

Already? Shee Teased

"I deserve it being good boy, while in the span of checking in, you flirted with four men."

"I want nobody else, I choose you always and forever " She murmurs playing with his tie before slipping it off, and straddling him her arm around his neck as they kissed.

"I wanted to introduce them to lighting lord." he playfully bit out half in jest.

Oh and how will you smash them with lightning Wielding Thunder Clapping Spirit Squashing Lord ?"

Until nothing is left but me to choose" Jingyuan murmured skimming and slipp off her dress.

Fool like I would choose anyone else. That’s not necessary and you know it. she leaned din bopped nose playfully before being consumed in another kiss

They might think otherwise... They were looking at you hungrily... they barely concealed" how they wanted you growled

Honey you might be projecting and only you have me.

Dear, you signed up for this so suffer the consequences….

Oh Show me command sitting back Start of hoeymone h=healoys jong yua

I’m starving a good start to honeymoon don’t you think.

As you wish…

She she kiised straddled and slowly disrobed herself layer by layer on his lap like opening present his favorote her eyes hooded fixed on his equally tned on how he stared predatorily with his golden eye not missing a movemevt folling the lines of her curves and.

Don’t falter …your beautiful. I’ll show you~” he said grasping a hand to pull toward his mouth and sweetly kissiung it I cannot wait to devour you..

You know it’s a real shame there is no bed but we have a bathtub instead he said

We ah cannot - knowing where his shameless mind was drifting towards.

“we’ll expose ourselves and fall asleep then our fun will end do you want that ?” she said as deterant determed to tae charge to keep him from doing what he was imagining.

Might be fun~ land of dreams so I could do anything to you there? Darkly insinuated jing yuan as he rubbed against her and standing up suddenly holding her up seated still attached. And conncted to each other warmth.

Show everyone your mine. now were married we don’t have to hide ~ a

He bent her over every surface from the wall, to the couch, table, any surface of the room. Heat colliding meeting in passion.

ah I want to dominate and destroy you…

He was riled up with lust for her. His competitive side acting  to show her he was better than all those guys daring to flirt with her.

0000 land of dreams

Before she knew it he was/ Dipping her naked form over edge of bathtub hovering above the shinypastal pale baby blue and lavender liquid. The reflecting water mirroring his mischief grin,

Hmm why don’t we take a Dip and show everyone? our union hmm?" Jing Yuan hummed playfully eyes dark.

Don’t you dare! she cried Face flaring up in embarrassment ever stickler to the rule to not go nude. Lest the dreamland residents see them completely naked and in such compromised position surely would ruin their reputations.

Despite, it being an open secret on the loufu that her and the general were fucking. Even when the affair was supposedly a secret before their marriage.

Though she sometimes wondered if he got a kick out the forbidden nature of sneaking snatched moments of pleasure when they could between working hours.

 .....Against the desk and their office usually but once scandalously in a closet

and once under his desk when innocent yanqing was giving a report....

Luckily the poor boy never noticed thier misadventures

Just that the general was under the weather flushed from her carefully concealed administrations under the desk....

…she let him get away with too much honestly . She was often swept up in his gallantry when Jing Yuan was nothing was hungry lion…which let them now to this…

"Hmm what are you thinking? Eyes on me "Jing Yuan commanded as tilted her chin to meet his damnable gold eyes melting with love despite the teasing and his beauty mark accenting his eyes.

"Don’t you feel good? " Jing Yuan purred as he wrapped his tie around her hands jerking her forward onto his lap

Their breath intermingling as he bent closer ghosting her lips before claiming her lips in a bruising angry kis toques tangling and battling for dominance,

The slick appendage writhed and intertwined until he pinned her down and she melted in his arms. Having captured his prey as he stood up suddenly. Holding her up connected in the sitting position as he rutted into her wildly his arm braced against the wall.

He was to one who married to her despite the strict conservative tradition ad loopholes the had to work around to get married.

All the waiting yearning and sneaking around leading to this moment for them only. The precuios vidyhara princess on her knees for him shaking with need & want for him

“You are so pretty my ruined princess so good for me” he murmured . Her body arched over the glistening water exposed and vulnerable to his ministrations. As he bent her to his will softy, easily, and pliably arm pinned to the other side porcelain tub. A vice grip while he pounded her from behind in a steady wild rhythm

“Sweetly asleep in a dream while I fuck you” darkly intoned jing yuan eyes dark at the thought

Love drunk without reason. His hair flying framing his face sweat slicked both as they exerted themselves in the acts of love.

"Not knowing why you are feeling so good coming undone in front of unsuspecting bystanders " Jing Yuan dirty talked painting the picture eof her undone before an audience. With him being the sole reason for her ruffled and flushed state.

“More like ah-arrested” she protested futile her head swimming with pleasure

ii

Jing Yuan groaned lost in pleasure and sinking into her warmth. Sucking him in in grip of the soft walls to violent ministrations. Water sloshed from the bathtub from the wild rhythm of his thrusts.

“Hm, you have some favor with the family though don’t you?" Jing Yuan teased, derisive and teasing.

"You pervert- it’s not ah what you think-

"No? ohhh so you entertained the family in the past… like this on my lap squirming like whore? " He talked dirtily as thrust up angrily.

Or perhaps that ipc man mad you debt pay back with your body?

Or are you anxious to be arrested by the bloodhound punished perhaps?

Mhh your wet at thought though I think you like it h. oh what do I think

 You are such a tease! she snapped flustered angry too embarrassed to answer of dignify with her history at his words.

“Hah I see then I’ll overwrite any previous encounters “he chuckled bemused and satiated.

He purred as he kissed her neck long, langouraoulsy, sweetly to the sharp contrast of his staccato thurst / Jing Yuan holding her arm roughly and thrusting into her as she leaned on him helplessly to avoid falling in the tub.

Enough. Take it out on me, but don’t drag others into this.

Only me only I can ruin you. ing Yuan commended as he pounded into her a steady rhtym

Only ah...if its… you she dazed overcome by pleasure she echoed  sheepishly oh what

Say it clearly my dear he teased eyes fixed o her's so she blushed

"General Jing yuan..ah only you can  ah ruin me"

Show them how you open up for me . he cooed as she got wetter and redder in embarrassment

"but you only one fucking me now and forever " she brashly countered irritated that he thought she was thinking of other men as she bucked back meeting his thrusts.

“Yes mine, all mine.” Jing Yuan cooed kissing her hand and letting down her legs so they could meet more intimately. He intertwined fingers a sign that all was forgiven eyes softening.

“you you wouldn’t- ah don’t you dare drop me” Pushing back futile in protest only maing him sink further into her warm walls as she gasped in pleasure

“Don’t you know? How much hah… I love you. They cannot have you. “

“They don’t deserve such a sight.” Flushed ruined stuffed with his seed panting. Face flushed, hair undone, soaked with need for him. Hooded eyes devoured her.

Funny afterword opps we slipped…

Opps we slipped with a laugh both wet and like dog cheerful eager

get out this instant I don’t want to be naked in a dreamscape! ! panicked dawn

as the kady command dutifully moved to retruve her

"Don’t worry. I only want to admire your beauty alone~ I wouldn’t expose you to others. " he said gallantly picking her up form the tub and wrapping a towel around her . Jing yuan princess carried in his arms and to the couch to cleanup and sleep now as the solution made them both drowsy.

---

After Care

Jing Yuan yawned and settled her on his lap to cuddle on the couch " "Now shall we continue afterwards??"

"Not now I need a nap…God your jealousy is monumental" She sighed.

"Just for you and as princess desires~ I could do with a cat nap. How was it by the way you need anything? "Jing Yuan asked ever the gentleman looking out for aftercare, as if he didn’t tease and torture her moments before .

After a bit of cleaning up on both sides. From massaging hair dry with toweling and teasing during cleanup they ckeanup

He returned with a chaste kiss.

Not too rough, I didn’t use my safe word, but I hope to Lan no one saw us naked in the dreamscape…you could destroy building wioth your thing she joked

Hmm well I destroyed you all right

s-shut up tsundere embarssed as he chuckled and they exhcnaged a chaste kiss before cuddling and dozed off to sleep. Thier issues now resolved and fucked out.   for now.

Y’know I find lovesick consensual lovemaking with a hint of jealousy and I’m mad about you vibes sexy ~

Yo is it yandere when you both are yandere for each other?

Or is that mutual lovesickness and a normal loving lovesick relationship

Maybe I’m delusional, but who wouldn’t want to love someone so much they would die or kill for them when it came down to it?

[peachinthenight]

Embers

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Reader

Rated: M

Read on AO3

Warnings: PiV smut, oral (f receiving), bruce being a mcr fan

Summary: Every day, you learn more and more about your boyfriend. Today, you learn he is quite a musician. 3.5k words

You had an awful day at work, and you were glad to be back at home. To your surprise, instead of silence, you were greeted by the sound of a piano. It sounded like it was being played live. You didn’t even know there was a piano in Wayne Tower. The sound took you into a room you had never been in before. There were several rooms you had never gone in before.

The master bedroom had been untouched since Martha and Thomas’ passing. Martha had a room dedicated to her hobbies. Sewing, knitting, and crocheting, while Thomas had an office he used.

And while you were never explicitly told not to go into them, you’ve never seen anyone go into those rooms, so you took that as a silent rule that they were off-limits. You didn’t mind though, you sympathized with Bruce’s grief. They weren’t just rooms, they were memorials. The sound of the piano led you to one of these rooms, in a desolate hallway away from the room you shared with Bruce. The door was ajar, and you couldn’t help your curiosity. You peeked.

The room was a study, with bookcases lining the walls, going right up to the high ceilings. There was a rich mahogany desk, a small sitting area around a fireplace.

And a grand piano. With your boyfriend sitting on the piano bench, playing almost… passionately.

The song was familiar, but you couldn’t quite place it.

His long fingers move effortlessly across the keys as if he’s played this song a hundred times before.

You open the door more and enter the room, but Bruce is so focused on playing, he doesn’t even notice you.

Usually, he is astute, and you’ve never gotten the drop on Bruce before.

The floors creak beneath you, yet he still doesn’t notice.

Under normal circumstances, it would have been tempting to try and scare Bruce. You knew you’d be able to do it. You were now standing right behind him, and he didn’t notice. But there was something about how he moved and how his fingers glided across the keys. The way he was completely absorbed in playing the emotional song. As the sound of the rich piano filled the air, you realized something.

Your nerd ass boyfriend was playing a piano rendition of Helena by My Chemical Romance. A smile played on your lips. God. You were so in love with him.

It was clear this song meant something to him. You knew that music was deeply personal for Bruce, and this seemed to be no different.

Finally, the song reaches its beautiful end. Bruce’s fingers trail away from the keys, and his head turns slightly towards you, he lets out a breath. You can’t tell if he’s startled by your presence or not.

“Hey,” he greets quietly.

“Hi,” you greeted, approaching his side. He looks back at the piano. You put your hand on his shoulder. “I didn’t know you could play.”

He chuckles and nods slowly, “I play. I play when I’m stressed.” His fingers tap on the top of the piano idly, thumbing a few keys. “You can sit… if you’d like?” He gestures to the empty spot on the piano bench.

Bruce was a fairly large man, but you had no problems invading his personal space. You slid into the spot next to him. Leg against leg, shoulder against shoulder.

“You’re stressed?” You asked, and then internally cringed. You couldn’t believe that just left your mouth. Of course, he’s stressed.

“I am,” he sighs, letting out a breath of frustration. “Someone keeps leaving bombs around Gotham.” He rubs his thumb over the piano key.

Bruce stares at the floor, and then turns to look over at you, his mouth turning up into a small smile, “It’s nice to have you here, though.”

You take one of his hands, and you lace your fingers with his. You brought the back of his hand up to your lips, and you gave his hand a soft kiss.

“I’ll always be here for you,” you said quietly, looking into his eyes. Bruce’s pale face had a bit of color in his cheeks now.

A simple kiss to his hand was enough to leave Veangence himself flustered. You’d never say this to his face, but Bruce was so cute.

“How long have you played the piano?” You asked.

“A while." He tore his eyes from yours, and he looked back at the grand piano the two of you were sitting at. “My mom used to teach me when I was young.” As he speaks, he plays some idle notes on the black and white keys, nothing coherent, just simple notes. "It's helpful for when I'm working through something, you know?"

“Yeah,” you said. Everyone needed a way to work through their emotions. You thought that Bruce’s way was dressing up as a bat and beating up criminals, but it seemed like there were still layers of Bruce to uncover. Perhaps the piano was a way for him to feel close to his mother. Or maybe it was just something to do. "She must have been talented," you commented, unsure of what else to say.

Bruce nodded, “Very.” His voice is soft, but his tone reflects his affection for his parents. He took a breath as he let his fingers rest on the piano again, “You play anything?”

“No.” You responded. “Well. I played cello for a few years in high school but— I wasn’t really good at it,” you chuckled. “Plus they’re an expensive instrument.”

Bruce gave you a smile. “The cello is an interesting choice,” he commented. “What do you like about it?” He was genuinely curious about what his girlfriend was interested in, even if it was just an offhand comment.

“I was enthralled by the deep and melancholic sound of it,” you told him, reaching out and pressing a white key on the piano. It was silent for a few moments, and you remembered an experience as a child. Your father had won tickets to the orchestra, and your mother wasn’t able to take off, so your dad took you. You could remember dressing up in a pretty dress, your father trying his best at styling your hair. You could remember the beautiful music and the pretty musicians. You could remember being in awe of it all.

“Also when I was a kid, my family went to the Gotham Orchestra and the cello player was really cute,” you said as fragments of the memory played in your head. “Had a bit of a schoolgirl crush.”

Bruce laid his head on your shoulder. “You have a thing for musicians?”

“Apparently,” you responded, a smile on your lips.

Bruce chuckled. “That’s good to know.”

Another several moments pass, and Bruce turns to you. Your eyes go from the smooth black-and-white keys of the piano to Bruce’s stunning blue eyes.

“I love you,” he blurted out. He looked surprised that he even said it. You laughed.

“I love you too,” you said, leaning in to press a tender kiss against his lips. Bruce turned his body more towards you, he put his hand against the case of the piano.

Bruce’s lips linger against yours, even after the two of you parted.

The taste of your lips, your smell, every part of you seems to have an effect on him. He feels like he’s floating, like he’s falling down a rabbit hole of feelings and emotions and he can't stop himself. He wants to tell you he loves you again and again.

And so he does.

“I love you,” he said again.

You delicately touch his jaw, gently holding it in your hand, as if he were made of glass.

“I love you more,” you said, a giddy feeling rising up in your chest as if you were a young girl with your first crush.

Bruce smiled at you, an almost boyish smile. “Oh yeah?” He responded, a teasing look in his eyes, which flicked down to look at your lips, then back up to your eyes. “I’m not so sure about that,” He trails off, taking deep breaths as he struggles to focus, his blue eyes watching your lips, wanting them again.

His intensity caused your heartbeat to quicken, hammering hard against your chest. Even after living with him, he still made you nervous in the best way.

“I am,” you respond.

Bruce leaned down, bringing his lips down to yours, firm and eager. His mouth moved onto her like a man in a desert, greedy for any type of moisture, and he wants to devour her.

The world around him faded into nothing, and all he can focus on is you. Your taste on his lips, and the way you sound with his hands on you, the two of them lost in the other. He held you close and only wants to get closer. He only wants to be here in this moment, with you.

His kiss invoked a feeling inside of you, so passionate that it made you want to burst. He tilts your head back, his large hand on your jaw, the tips of his fingers in your hair. Your lips part for him, his tongue slipping into your mouth, stealing away your breath. You’re completely lost in the moment, lost in the way he touched you, the way he kissed you. The way the ends of his hair tickled your face as he kissed you.

You bumped into the keyboard, your arm pressing down on a few keys, pulling you out of the moment, out of the kiss. You broke the kiss off to look at the piano, but Bruce guides your head back to him, back to his lips.

Bruce just can’t get enough of you. His lips move from your lips to your cheek, then your jaw. He leaves a trail of kisses to your neck. Bruce whispers your name with reverence.

“Bruce,” you said, your voice an octave higher than normal. “I—I want to hear another song,” you whispered to him. You wanted to know everything about Bruce. You wanted to know more about this room you’ve never been in; you wanted to know more about his skill in playing piano. Bruce’s kisses pause for a moment before he stands up.

“I’ll play you a song later,” he murmured, effortlessly lifting you up into his arms. “I want you,” he said. You were glad that he was holding you because you were feeling weak in the knees.

“Promise?” You smiled.

“What? About the song?” Bruce asked as he carried you off to your shared bedroom. “Yeah, I promise,” he took in a deep breath of your scent.

Bruce sat on the bed and held you in his lap. You thanked god for those sweatpants that he just loved wearing. You could feel every inch of his hardness against your thigh.

“I haven’t even showered yet,” you warned him, leaning into him.

“I don’t care,” Bruce responded, his voice huskier than normal. His hands trailed down to hold your hips.

You take his bottom lip between your teeth, giving it a playful nip before pulling back.

Bruce looks completely enthralled by you.

He is.

Bruce maneuvers you into a lying down position on the bed. “Close your eyes,” he told you.

You raised an eyebrow but did as he said, closing your eyes.

It was quiet for several agonizing moments, before you felt Bruce’s hands on your body, gently removing your clothes. You moved around, helping him in removing your clothes. You wanted to open your eyes, to see him, with his kiss-swollen lips and his eyes dark with lust, but you resisted.

Bruce removed everything but your underwear.

“Can I—” you began.

“No,” Bruce responded, his hands on your legs, moving them around and spreading them apart, so he could slide between them. You felt the weight of him settle between your legs, his hands on either side of your shoulders. He dipped down and started a trail of kisses from your neck, down to your collarbone. His tongue darted out to lick around your collarbone. He took a moment to suck at the sensitive skin there, no doubt leaving a hickey. You laughed, your hands going into his hair.

“I’ll pay you back tenfold,” you warned him. You could feel him smile against your skin.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he rasped out.

Bruce continued his worship of your body, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue twirling around the bud while his other hand plucked at your other breast. His hips lightly ground into yours, seeking out some sort of reprieve from the aching between his legs. Your hands go into his hair, tangling your fingers in his messy dark locks. You let out a soft sigh as his mouth began to pay attention to your other nipple. Your body felt several degrees hotter, and it only increased as Bruce began to kiss down further. Down your abdomen, and finally, his face was level with your cunt. He guided your legs to rest on his bare shoulders.

“All this for me?” He asked, using his index finger to rub the wet spot in your underwear. Your breath hitched, and your pussy clenched. Heat coiled in your abdomen at what was to come.

“All yours,” you said, finally opening your eyes.

Bruce kissed your thigh and then kissed your clothed pussy. He happily pressed his nose against the wet spot, breathing your scent in. Bruce always thought that the smell of your needy cunt was the best scent he had ever experienced. Helooked almost pensive for a moment, before easily ripping your underwear.

“Bruce!” You gasped.

“I’ll buy you more,” he whispered, sliding a finger into your aching folds. “I’ll buy you anything you want,” he said with a happy sigh. He tossed aside the torn underwear.

“I can’t believe you did that,” you breathed out, tugging on his hair.

“You’re complaining?” He rubbed at your clit with his thumb.

“No,” you responded, tugging more on his hair. “It was hot.”

“I’ll have to remember that,” he murmured.

A laugh bubbled up from your chest. “That’s not an invitation to— oh fuck.”

His tongue began to lap at your folds, effectively ending your train of thought. Bruce knew how to play your body like it was an instrument. After nearly two years, Bruce had figured out where to lick, where to rub or pinch to make you squirm and moan. An upside to dating a detective, you suppose.

His fingers parted your lips, and you could feel his index finger twitching inside of you. He slid another digit in. You bit down a moan. Bruce pulled back. “Alfred isn’t home,” he purred. He kissed your thigh again. “Be loud,” he nearly begged. “I want to hear you scream my name.”

“Gotta earn it, big boy,” you breathed.

You heard him chuckle against your thigh, before diving back in, teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue.

It was a challenge, and oh did Bruce love a good challenge.

Bruce slowly thrust his fingers in and out of you, setting an agonizing pace. You felt fuzzy as he angled his fingers just right to hit the spot inside of you that made you sing. You felt like a string, being pulled so tight, you were about to snap.

“Bruce,” you groaned. “Bruce, Bruce, Bruce.” You chanted. Bruce ate pussy like it was the last time he’d ever be able to taste you. Desperate to savor you. And it was very possible that it could be. Bruce had his eyes closed, as if he was experiencing euphoria just from your taste, your moans. Your body twitched and jerked, and Bruce used his strong arm to hold down your hips as he sucked on your clit. He moaned against your sensitive folds. You rolled your hips, eager to find your release.

Finally, you found release, your back arching off of the bed as shockwaves of pleasure ripped through you. You sobbed out his name, your body arching off of the bed as you felt your orgasm hit you. Bruce continued teasing your clit as you rode the shockwaves of pleasure.

And you finally relaxed, the tension leaving your body, something that Bruce noticed.

“You must have really needed that,” he mused, removing his fingers and crawling up your body to kiss you, his lips still wet with your slick.

Your breaths were ragged, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. He looked like the cat that caught the canary.

“You look impressed with yourself,” you breathed out.

“I am,” he said, adjusting himself so he could easily remove his pants. “I should have timed that. Couldn’t have been longer than three minutes.” He sounded so pleased with himself, it caused a laugh to bubble up from your chest.

“Thank you,” you said, watching his cock spring out of his pants. The tip was an angry red, wet with precum.

“For?”

“The orgasm. I really did need it.”

“I plan on giving you another. I still haven’t heard you screaming my name.”

You sat up, and reached down, taking his length into your hand. He let out a shaky breath.

“All this for me?” You asked, a smirk tugging on the corners of your lips. You spread the precum around the tip using your thumb, not taking your eyes off his face.

“All yours,” Bruce responded, reaching over to the bedside table, and grabbing a condom. “I need to be inside of you, right now,” Bruce said, moving your hands. He ripped into the aluminum foil of the condom and slid it onto his length. You opened your legs wider for him.

“Then what are you waiting for?” You asked, your hands on his shoulders as he leaned over you.

Bruce growled, leaning down to kiss you as he slowly entered you. He let out a series of little gasps and growls as he bottomed out. “So wet,” he breathed out. “So wet, all for me,” he said right in your ear, his warm breath fanning over your ear and neck. His hair fell in his face. “I don’t know if I’ll last long,” he admitted as he began to move.

“That’s okay,” you whined. “I just wanna watch you come,” you said, brushing his hair out of his face.

It was almost too much for Bruce. The way your slick, velvety walls fluttered around him with each thrust was already sending Bruce to the edge, but he was holding back. He wanted to enjoy this, and not blow his load immediately.

You could swear that Bruce was made for you. He slotted so perfectly between his legs. His cock was the perfect size

Your chest was pressing up against his. Bruce’s lips just barely brushed against yours with each movement of his hips. Your hands found their way back to his hair, tangling your fingers in his dark hair, holding him close to you. The wet noises echoed through the room, only barely drowned out by Bruce’s soft whimpers. You could feel his heart through his chest, beating wildly, only for you. He dips down, licking a stripe down your chest, he enjoyed the salty taste of your sweat. His movement was languid, each snap of his hips was made with purpose.

“Bruce,” you whined, lifting up your hips. “Faster,” you begged. Bruce leaned down and quieted you with a kiss. He didn’t listen to you, still lazily fucking you. He propped himself above you, his chest brushing against yours, while his free hand reached down to rub at your swollen nub. You watched as Bruce’s eyes slipped close in pleasure. You were charmed as you watched him. His lips slightly parted, breathing in your air. Each movement of his hips pulled a noise out of Bruce. He growled your name, causing you to clench around him. You noticed that Bruce’s thrusts were getting sloppier.

“Please—” he begged. “I need you to come again,” he choked out. "Need to feel you— fuck.”

“I’m close,” you panted out. “Don’t stop.”

He didn’t stop. He kept up his sloppy but steady pace his heart hammering in his chest.

“Bruce!” You keened as your toes curled and your back arched into him. Your body was tingling as your orgasm swept through you. Bruce let out a whine, and he soon followed. His body jerked, and you could feel him twitching inside of you as he came. He laid his head on your shoulder as he caught his breath.

“I love you,” he whispered breathily.

“I love you more,” you said with a grin. He smiled in response. Bruce took in a breath as he pulled out of you, and disposed of the condom in the nearby bin.

“I’ll let you win this one. You know. Because I love you,” he said as he laid back down, pulling your sweaty bodies together.

You let out a thoughtful hum as you relaxed into him.

“What are your plans for the rest of the evening?” Bruce asked his lips against your cheek.

“Spending time with my boyfriend, hopefully.”

“What a coincidence,” Bruce murmured. “Because I was hoping to spend more time with my girlfriend.”

Even with the blackout curtains, you could still see his bright eyes. You felt bubbly in your chest, and you smiled brightly at him.

Bruce’s breath hitched as he gazed at your bright smile.

This, he decided, was certainly worth living for.