#filthyyyyy

[fluloa]

I MIGHT HAVE AN IDEA FOR THE NEYTIRI SMUT??? idk what leads up to idea so imma just jump in.. so yk how neytiri is a badass but she also has a sweet, bashful side to her? i was thinking maybe the reader is more on the dominant side but that specific day, neytiri is like “nawl i wanna be the dominant one rn 🤨” and they kind of have a back and forth where they try to out-dom each other and flirty banter and shit (LMFAO IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN THAT PART) and the reader finally gives in bc they think her determination is hot but the whole time the reader is still praising her 🤭 she has so many layers to her, you could write all types of smut for her frfr.. i’m so in love with her send help 🙏

🦕

p.s.

be the jake to my neytiri? or the other way around i don’t care 😻

YOU HAVE BEEN UP MY FUCKING ASS FOR THIS SO BE GRATEFUL DINO ANON.

You had just arrived back from hunting when finding Neytiri sat down peacefully on your shared rest place, unwinding her braids with fluent fingers. You let your bow slip from your arm and clatter to the ground, sighing in gentle exhaustion as you lean down and kiss your mate on the cheek. “So tired,” you mumble, collapsing beside her as you stretch out your limbs.

“Tired?” Neytiri asks, a soft pout of her lip that has your eyes fluttering open to look up at her. You let your gaze skim over her, black locks of curls out and layering at her shoulders, a beaded neck piece that just skims over her nipples.

“Maybe not that tired.” You murmur, rising up on your elbows, grabbing her lips in a swift kiss. You shift to push her down onto the ground, but she places a hand on your forearm.

“My love, I would like to be in charge,” she says, instead pushing you to the ground.

“Hm,” you tease, dragging a hand up her thigh from below and skimming past her loincloth to glide two fingers up her damp slit. “You sure?”

She responds by gripping at your right thigh, and moving it to sit against her hip. The movement pulls you closer to her, pressing your clothed cunt against her abdomen. You bite the inside of your cheek, skin growing warm.

"I’m very sure." Neytiri whispers, voice luxurious and smooth. She leans back down to you, catching your lips once again.

Her skilled tongue dances against yours, and her hands grab at your hips, pushing them back before pulling them right back onto her stomach. Your pussy pulses, and you blabber against her mouth as your hands find their way up into her wavy, smooth hair.

She moves your hips in an upwards circular emotion, and you let a groan slip, as the scratchy material of your loincloth rubs against your clit. It stung, but it stung so addictively good.

"Want you so bad, now..." you murmur, distorted by her tongue and lips moving swiftly against your own. Her lower body shifts, and tilts upwards, changing the contact from her stomach onto her pussy. Your fingers lock into her raven locks, twisting and tightening on the fluffy threads.

She grinds your clothed cunt against hers, her own breathy moan leaving her. You were practically dripping by now, and you feel a seep of your arousal slip past your bottoms and dribble down your thigh.

Neytiri pulls away to take a deep breath, lips messily wet and puffy. Long bangs of her black hair fall in front of her face, blue skin tinted a purply haze. She looks breath-taking. Your stomach swirls with hot anticipation.

Her eyes run to your thigh, and a shocked giggle becomes from her throat. "My love, you’re so wet."

“Mmph, I’d like to see your pussy then.” You lowly laugh, but it quickly morphs into a hazed gasp when she slides her two fingers upwards along the line of your wetness, gathering it on the pads of them. She pushes the fingers past your lips, a look of curiosity on her face.

You’re surprised by the sudden act of kink, but nonetheless suck on her warm delicate digits, your tongue swirling around them glutton-like. She gently grins, pushing them deeper into your mouth until they reach the back of your tongue.

You try not to automatically gag, eyes still remaining on hers. Then she takes them out, wiping the messy wet fingers on your thigh.

She moves herself downwards, and you gulp when her warm breath fans against your cunt. You lower your head weakly, watching as she sticks her tongue out and looks up to you, slowly flattening her tongue along your slit. Her thick length strokes up your sex, long and slow.

Your hands slap onto her shoulders, gritting your teeth as you squeak. "A-ah, Neytiri, baby.. you're teasing."

Her tongue presses against your pussy harder, then swirling around your clit threateningly. Her yellow eyes glare into yours.

"I know,” she blunts. She scoops her arms around your thighs swiftly, hands placing on the side of your stomach and thumbs bending into the skin just below your belly button.

Her tongue flicks against your padded cunt again, as her shoulders raise against your thighs, forcefully pushing them higher up. Your fingers dig into the gritty ground beneath you.

You mewl as she angles her tongue to glide amongst the inside of your folds, feathering at sensitive blotches of wet flesh, the tip teasing around your actual entrance. She then hooks her fingers around the underwear, and she pulls them down to your thighs, a slick of your fluid sticking to the material. Soft fingers rake up your slit, gathering wetness on her fingers again.

“Good girl,” you praise, pushing her head up gently into your pussy more. She likes that, because her tail flicks up. You end up pushing her again, but this time it’s to flip her onto her back. She doesn’t even realise what’s going on until you’re untying both your loincloths, kneeling in front of her as you prepare one of her legs to swing over your slim shoulder.

“Ma Y/N…” she begins, not able to hide the moan when you graze your wet pussy along her own.

“I’ll let you connect our tsaheylus, hm? That sound good?” you reason, starting to gently rock your hips. A swing of heat rushes through your stomach, immediate pleasure coming from the movement and you can’t help but sigh.

Neytiri whines, but she can’t get herself to move as you grind your pussy into hers, bumping her clit with smooth, sloppy motions. She starts bucking her hips up into you, earning a surprised gasp from your chest. Her fingers find your waist, and she finds a rough rhythm as her waist wiggles back and forth. Your mouth agapes, and Neytiri lets a grin stretch upon her plump lips.

She takes you aback when she suddenly swings herself over, causing you to tumble to the ground and now, she is on top, angling her hips to yours and—

“Ooh, shit,” you cry out, as Neytiri rocks her cunt along yours and moving her hips up and down throughout it. You feel so good, your clit catching onto hers and your wetness gooing together with hers.

“Mm…” Neytiri smiles, eyes fluttery as she watches your face contort in pleasure. “Feels so good.”

You’re the one that’s fumbling for your tsaheylu, grabbing hers from her back and connecting them in one flustered movement. Bursts of colorful emotion fills you both, the pleasure increased by a hundred and your head digs into the ground, back arching.

It only makes Neytiri strive harder, wrapping an arm around your thigh and now using it as a leverage to move your cunt faster against hers. “Shiiit— doing good. Mhm, doing so good. My beautiful girl,” you rush.

“Mhm,” Neytiri hums gratefully, leaning her face against your leg in the most adorable way as if she isn’t fucking your pussy ferociously right now. Your orgasm’s drawing near, and she knows, and you know hers is too.

“You gonna gush all over me? Please, baby.” You moan, swaying your hips up to meet her messy thrusts. “Need you to.”

“Yes, yes,” she whines. “Want you to come with me. You’re going to.” Her pace picks up a notch, pulling your body up and down forcefully. Goddamn, you would never get over her hidden strength.

The coil in your belly snaps, the wave of ecstasy crashing through your system and racking you completely until you’re left a shaking mess. She finishes right after, hitting you with another wave and you can feel tears begin to bubble up in your eyes, it’s that shockingly good. You chant her name between tiny gasps of air, fingers digging into her skin like if you let go, you’ll lose her.

Neytiri lazily slumps against you when the high’s faded out, circling a finger around your thigh with a loose smirk playing on her lips. “Look at our mess,” she comments, eyes set on the space where your bodies collide.

“Yeah,” you giggle softly. “Who’s gonna clean it up?”

She then presses a thumb at your clit, circling it gently as she watches you gasp in overstimulating horror, preparing you for what seems to be round two. “You are.”

[fleursbending]

𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐘!𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐇𝐂𝐒 | 18+

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : tonowari x afab!metkayina reader

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : i'm officially making it canon that tonowari is submissive af, like yeah he can be a switch but. your pleasure over his!! or yours over his it can go both ways... >> but like that is his mentality, freak in the sheets but gotta please the partner first!! anyways this is filthy so,, mdni! also did not proofread this sorry! ani my bae i hope u like this heh. THE GLITCH IS NOT FIXED I CANNOT MAKE THIS UP PLS IGNORE THE 5 COPIED BULLETPOINTS. SORRY ABT THAT READERS!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : the tail makes a comeback, p in v, mutual oral stimulation, choking, overstim, slight exhibitionism, orgasm denial, cockwarming, edging,, yeahhhh.

───✿ yes, it is canon just like i said above, tonowari is submissive and he will obey you and tend to you however you wish and command him. that's the dynamic of you two. 

───✿ i feel like tonowari is big on people pleasing, he'll do whatever

───✿ i feel like tonowari is big on people pleasing, he'll do whatever

───✿ i feel like tonowari is big on people pleasing, he'll do whatever

───✿ i feel like tonowari is big on people pleasing, he'll do whatever

───✿ i feel like tonowari is big on people pleasing, he'll do whatever

───✿ i feel like tonowari is big on people pleasing, he'll do whatever

───✿ it takes to keep both parties content,, in this case it's you and him..

───✿ like i said in my other hcs i think people took that scene of him in atwow saying "SIT DOWN!" and ran with it like yes, he is commandeering and that comes with the role of being the chief leader but sometimes he needs to wind down you know?

───✿ you're there to provide that for him, whether it's giving his tense back a massage to break away the knots of tension that had formed through the day

───✿ or sitting on his face and throwing your head back in ecstasy as the tip of nose nudges your clit and his tongue delves into the saccharine wetness of your aching cunt. 

───✿ that definitely relieves him. especially when you lean yourself back in the perfect angle, his divine hands mapping the curves of your hips.

───✿ keeping you upright as your fingers dance over his bulbous cock, thumb wiping at the precum that threatens to ebb out more and more as you further stimulate him.

───✿ and a broken whine would soar through your core as he begs for you - although muffled due to you still riding his face.

───✿ like his hips would buck up in desperation and he'd physically shudder, eyes rolling to the back of his head as if he's almost been possessed by his pleasure 

───✿ the slightest contact of his cock just gliding perfectly against the palm of your hands, and he's so close - oh- 

───✿ "not yet wari, only when i say you can" 

───✿ of course, you know when he needs to cum, it's second-hand nature to you now there is no surprise there. 

───✿ and his chest would just tense in ecstasy as you cum all over his face, he'd let out a soft laugh in disbelief like his tongue would be darting everywhere to get every last drop of yours

───✿ i also feel that this man really doesn't mind putting himself through literal hell to finally bust the best orgasm of his life

───✿ maybe when you don't have too many tsahik duties and all his plans today aren't anything too strenuous - especially not needing much people around and you're just trotting around with him talking about your days and just finally getting to catch up with each other

───✿ like you got the confidence, you don't give a fuck if the clans eyes linger - you're going to let your tail glide on his inner thighs, give him a gaze so alluring that he wishes he could just stop being olo'ekytan just for an hour 

───✿ it doesn't have to be anything too over the top

───✿ just touches that linger more, eyes hooded and basically begging to drag him back to your home, maybe you'd bend down here and there just to give him a sight for sore eyes

───✿ like you're a fucking tease, but tonowari loves this game so he isn't gonna call you out on it - if anything he eats it up

───✿ you're so precise with all your actions, especially when slowly pushing him into submission.

───✿ the ruler of his thoughts, the ruler of his body, of the current buldge that is threatening to break through his thin loin cloth

───✿ like come on now!! he literally would just get on his knees when you demand for it. like cockwarming but instead you're the one in control. sure it's his dick but its inside you now. 

───✿ lmao just peering down at him through your eyelashes? tonowari would let out the most guttural of groans at that, especially when the wetness of your cunt starts to just flow down his cock and make a little mess where you are both connected

───✿ you're a cocky mfer, if man wants to move? no! he cannot. he just has to grit his teeth and take it like the good boy he is.

───✿ he's just a lil plaything at the end of the day, when he gets home and puts being olo'ekytan to the side, his brain just turns into mush

───✿ that's what you're there for, care for him in the aftermath of his duties of the day, and after the best fucking would altering sex in the world

───✿ pls the mewls and genuine cries of want that would just sputter from his mouth, eyes so doe-like and desperation just seeping out of him

───✿ when you've edged him for the however amount of time again - idk you lost you're count by now.

───✿ it's just so pretty to see a man so powerful hunker down for you. legs shaking at every slight graze, leaving kisses up his mighty thighs and buff chest and arms. 

───✿ i know he'd be soooo sensitive too like it'd take some coaxing for him to become more vocal but once you break through that - the man is saying anything and everything, the filter is gone

───✿ when he reaches that point of no return, just a blubbering mess and uttering absolute nonsense you can't make out you'd just smirk condescendingly down at him. 

───✿ "mmm, yeah i hear you pretty boy. don't worry, i've got you."

───✿ the man is a beggar!! a chanter even!! it's canon like, "please, please, please. i can't - i can't, please sweetheart i need to cum. please!"

───✿ definitely would curse here and there especially when he becomes extra sensitive good lord, like it'd almost be a hiss and his pretty hair would be like a halo around his head.

───✿something about his body that literally dwarfs yours,, being on top of that.. forcing his arms down to the floor and gripping onto his hands as you ride him… yeah.

───✿ basically, it's very simple to bend him at your will. 

───✿ i don't really see him being a brat though, like he's just sooo fucking devoted to you maybe he'll bite back every now and then - but it's more so teasing and light-hearted. 

───✿ also dunno but i'm making it canon only for this that somehow you can turn on tonowari with a tug of his tail or something, maybe if you press down on a certain spot it just gives a certain tingle or something that shoots straight to his cock! ooo

───✿ or omg making tsaheylu with each other the moment you allow him to cum after tugging on his tail again and again and edging him!! mind-blowing shit right there

───✿ he'd moan your name so loud, grunts following as his body just spasms and he just lets himself drown in such good genuine pleasure

───✿ don't worry though, sweet loving is an often thing - just sensual love and giving that back to both of you as you ride him!! (probs his fave tbh)

───✿ or if you ride him but your turned and he's just grabbing handfuls of your ass and just giving it a good squeeze!!!!!!! yuuuuuup

───✿ like best believe he likes being choked as he cums!!! i just know it i dooooooooo

───✿ ok thats all for now i think this is probs one of the most filthy things ive put out and im def not opposed to exploring more of this !!!!!! 

𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ━━━ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

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[konigsblog]

Nerd!Konig and the goth girl?

Make itt filthyyyyy plss!!!

♥‿♥

i could see nerd!könig being into someone that's alternative. he's into shooting games and guns, and collects those figurines from his favourite movies, especially marvel movies. as long as you listen to his rants, then he isn't bothered about your style. he just wants someone to love and care for him, to tend to his sexual needs and depraved desires.

he gets off watching you apply your makeup. he's obsessed with the gothic look, the black face paint around your eyes and the overall aesthetic of it all. he'll push you down onto your knees, pleading with you to come all over your face. some days, you allow him to do so, other days, you're too proud of all your hard work to allow him to ruin it.

although, his lengthy cock down your throat ruins it regardless. tears brim in your waterline and smear the mascara and eyeliner, tears rolling down your face until you're gagging, slobbering around his meaty cock while he attempts to look at you through blurry vision. his glasses sit crooked on his stupid face, each thrust earning könig another pained gag. he's desperate to look at you and admire your face as you swallow every glob, passing out in bed after coming too hard. rub his shoulders and bulge at the same time, he'll go crazy.

he'll rip your clothes off too. if fishnets are a common theme in your outfits, you'll have to buy lots and lots of pairs. könig rips them from your figure after studying nonstop for six hours, pent up and in need for some form of release. it's addictive, the gummy texture of your walls and the sight of your flesh spilling from the gaps in the fishnets. you drive him utterly insane, mäuschen. :3

[honoredalone]

𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍’ 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒, 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘

and i say fuck the rules and let ‘em find out, but that’s just how i’m feeling. — i don’t wanna share, it’s a damn shame. i’ll still play it fair, won’t drop no names.

content warning: 18+, mouth watering smut (hopefully), college au, unprotected sex (cover for your lover pls), virgin gojo because i can’t get over him, riding, semi-public sex (at a party), basketball player gojo, filthyyyyy sex but it’s hot so.. let me know if there’s anything else

authors note: hi my lovely friends! please let me know your thoughts on this, i value your opinions so so so much and i cannot say thank you enough for all of the support. if you have any suggestions for content always feel free to ask, i would love to hear from all of you and your amazing ideas! thank you so so so so sooo much for 500 followers, i love you all so dearly and i hope everything is well for everyone! i’m sorry for my inactiveness but school has been killing me and i have the worst writers block ever so i’m sorry if this isn’t up to par :(

you swore to yourself that when you began university, you would focus on your studies and not pay any mind to boys but gojo satoru is not just any boy. he’s the star basketball player, a candidate for the boys youth all japan olympic team, the gold at the end of the rainbow and you have him, all to yourself.

after the most awaited college basketball game among campus, tokyo tech versus kyoto stem college. two rival teams, going all or nothing. tokyo tech took home gold at home stadium, so of course the campus erupted in parties all throughout the property. all day, all night, everyday for the next week. a party not even 100 yards from the last. celebrating the boys and their extraordinary wipe against their long term rivals

how you ended up at the biggest party after the game? you had no clue. how you ended up in satoru’s large bedroom during the biggest college sport afterparty? you had no clue. how you have gojo satoru under you right now? you have no clue.

you’re sat so pretty atop his strong quads, the muscles flexing below you. he’s hot, the room is sweltering, thin sheen of sweat attempting to cool his upper bodies exposed skin. “gotta tell you somethin’. pretty girl like you deserves it, yeah?” you whispered a cute approval before burying your face in his neck, nipping the tender skin near his adam’s apple.

his body is on fire, head is dazed in your soft, serene touches and his strained cock so close to being suffocated by your silky hole. the hard shaft hovering over his sculpted abdomen. “never— fuck.. never done this before. gonna be extra sweet to me, baby?” his normally confident facade crumbles to rubble when you pull back from your gentle attack on his neck, looking at him with the sweetest eyes he’s ever seen.

his hand that are perched on the dip of your waist slither up the small of your back, toying with the clasp of your elegant lacy bra, slowly disconnecting the small metal pieces keeping the undergarment sat on your pretty tits. you let the piece fall from your soft body, him throwing the lace to the floor. satoru’s pupils dilated in the dimly lit bedroom, his oceanic eyes nearly black. he’s seen tits in porn and unsolicited nudes he’s been sent, even woman that flash him before, after and during his games but none of them compared to your beautiful body. he suddenly wraps his arm tightly around you, attaching his lips to your hardened nipple and his unoccupied hand rolling the other between the callused pads of his forefinger and thumb.

“need you. god, let me— is this okay?” he leaned back, newfound confidence fizzling out, his dick throbbing and the perfect pink head now blanketed in precum. you nodded, flustered and desperate for him. “words, pretty girl. use your big girl words, can’t hear ya.” satoru’s flirtatious tone had you gushing all over his lap, your juices soaking his thighs and clean sheets below you two.

“yes. want to so bad ‘toru.” you gasped, hands flying to satoru’s shoulders to balance yourself as he yanks you closer to his chest, lifting you to align his fat cock head with your wet core. he slowly pressed himself between your folds, loosening his grip against you to allow you to take this at your own pace. “‘s so big, not gonna fit.” he pouted at your complaint, drawing an invisible line right below your belly button.

“‘m gonna be right there, sweetheart.” he cooed, looking at your already blushed face while his thumb tracing comforting shapes on your hip bone attempting to soothe your worry. “we can stop, ‘s okay.” you protested, slowly pressing yourself closer to his lap. moaning in tandem with each other. his stretch, your squeeze was intoxicating and he immediately knows he isn’t going to last.

once his cock is fully sheathed inside you grind down, his pubic bone stimulating your neglected nerves. choking his erection in your walls he couldn’t help but fuck up into you forcibly. after a couple of minutes to adjust, you begin to bounce on his lap, fucking him for everything he has. satoru cried and twitched and felt the ecstasy coursing through his body.

“f-fuck. so.. ngh, so good!” satoru mewled, he meets your brutal thrusts, bruising grip tight on the top of your pillowy thighs. “baby, baby. slow, s-slower. ‘m not gonna last like this.” a soft chuckle rumbled through his chest, holding you tight for a moment so you both could catch your breath. he kissed down your neck, to the valley of your chest while he ground his head against your cervix. taking hold of your waist once more, slowly bouncing you on him again. “so tight, shit.”

you felt like you were being let into heaven. satoru is longer than he is thick but that did not mean he lacked in girth, the veins rubbing every inch of you. he felt unreal. better than any toy or any man ever will. satoru cries out your name into the hot, sultry air. his eyelids are heavy and mouth hung open, singing chants, desperate and needy. “good boy, ah! such a pretty cock.” you praised, his eyes meet yours. pupils heart shaped, brows furrowed like a begging puppy, snowy strands sticking to the crown of his head.

“say it again. please.” he begged dipping his head down to cover your chest in bites, continuing the assault on his organ. he whined when you repeated your sweet words, his ears perking at your honeyed voice. “‘m your good boy. oh fuuuck.” his head falls back onto the plushy mattress, you press your hand down onto his bladder, teasing his climax but the action only made him fall over the edge. “gonna, mmm! gonna cum, where.” he was frantic, he didn’t know where was an appropriate place to cum but when you continued to apply pressure to his lower body and swing your hips like a temptress he can’t help but let himself go.

a sound breaking groan escaped his throat like it was punched out of him, your stomach warmed and fluttered at his state. his pale skin a pretty rosy pink and lips swollen, bitten, his neck and chest is marked in possessive bruises. satoru’s chest is heaving, abs tensing and heart nearly beating out of his chest.

later, after he caught his breath, he lays you down. before you can process what he is doing satoru is spreading your thighs with his big callused hands, coming face to face with your glazed pussy and he feels his cock jump in excitement. the sight addicting, his seed slowly seeping out of the tight muscle but he takes his long, slender fingers and pushes the fluid back in. slowly scissoring his digits and curling them against the sweet spot inside of your body.

“hey sweets?” he kisses and sucks on the fat of your thighs while waiting for you to respond. you slowly lift your head and prop yourself up on your elbows to look at him adoringly.

“teach me how to eat her? she’s begging for it, dripping all over.” god you were in for a long night and the party is just getting started.

[goodeapple]

dry clean only (modern hotd pwp, jace x sister!reader x luke)

pairing : Jacaerys x Ysilla (sister!OC) x Lucerys

warnings : MDNI. jesus where do i start... this is filthyyyyy. PWP, threesome, sibling incest, rimming, anal, DP, slight coercion, sibling incest, accidental voyeurism, unprotected intercourse, breeding kink (ofc), & did i mention sibling incest?

word count : 4,000+

note : i kind of lost my marbles with this one... brain drove straight to Hornyville and set up camp. in the nicest way, if u don't like, don't read <3

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Laundry day. Fucking laundry day.

“Laundry day.” Ysilla had said when Jace stopped her in the hallway, and she shrugged before heading towards her room. So simple, so nonchalant, as if it were normal for her to parade around in nothing but one of his t-shirts. He lasts a solid forty minutes- a new record- before he pauses his game, and yells into the nearly empty house.

“Sil! Get in here!”

She takes her sweet time, minutes passing until she appears in his open doorway, propping her hip up on the jam. “You rang?”

Jace bristles at her nonchalance-ness, bouncing his knee anxiously, still sitting in his gaming chair.  

“You doin’ that on purpose, Silli?” He waves a hand in her direction, a sweep from the tips of her white pedicured toes to the spirals of her midnight curls. 

His sister finishes texting, before at last giving over her attention.

Ysilla bats her feather duster lashes at him, all doe eyes and a pouty pink mouth. “Course not, I told you. Got nothing else that’s clean.” 

“I find that hard to believe…” Jace grumbles. She swipes their mum’s Amex like it’s going out of style. Her wardrobe looks like a Christmastime department store. 

“You don’t like that I’m wearing your clothes?” She asks, plucking at the hem of his shirt, pulling the thin material tight over her tits. The shadows of her areolas become prominent and Jace feels his balls draw up tight. Even so, familial annoyance is stronger than that of a hundred men and he rolls his eyes. 

“It’s mine. Don’t take my shit without asking, brat.” 

It’s a tepid delivery at best, but it has a fire lighting in her that makes her amethyst orbs glow.

“Fine.” Without any preamble, Ysilla strolls into his room until she arrives in front of him and pulls his shirt off and over her head. Tossing it in his face, she crosses her arms under her breasts, her rosy mocha nipples pebbling in the artificially cool air. “Happy?” He misses her smirk but he can hear it in her voice. 

“Not on purpose my ass.” Jace growls, ripping the shirt off of him. Springing to his feet, his fist finds its way into her hair and he yanks her to his mouth. She tastes like matcha and spearmint, and the strawberry gloss tacky on her lips.

She melts into his chest, putty in his devout hands. Her own hands rise to cradle his face, still lost in their kiss as she strokes her thumb over the defined edge of his jaw. Jace unwinds his fist, unclenching it to lay his palm flat at the nape of her neck. Too soon, she pulls away, smiling triumphantly as he tries to chase her lips. 

“You’re so easy to tease, little brother.” 

“Nothing little about what I’m about to give you.” Jace goads, running his hands down her bare back, tracing the twin dimples dotting the bloom of her backside. He pulls her forward until there’s not even a whisper left between them. The new stance does wonders for them both, as Jace slides his thigh between Ysilla’s. She’s not wearing any panties. And she’s already wet. He rocks his knee along her clit, the pearl perked and pronounced, and Jace knows if he keeps it up she’ll cream all over his leg. 

“Bed. M’not bouncing on your lap in your game chair.” She whines, tugging off his hoodie and shimmying down his basketball shorts, a woman on a mission. 

“Not like you haven’t done it before.” He bites but concedes, ushering her backwards into his bed. He gets her underneath him for a brief, blissful moment before he’s maneuvered onto his back. She likes to be on top- a throne fit for a princess, as she said once before. Plus, I like to see the face you make when you cum. 

He spits into his palm, stroking himself quickly. A little extra slide is never a bad thing. “Sissy, spread your legs.” 

Ysilla does what she’s told (for once) and goes gooey as Jace slips the head of himself into her opening. He gets a handful of her hips, thumbing at her hip bones as he eases her down, letting her slide onto every rigid inch. She whimpers, wiggling on his lap as she bottoms out on his dick. Gods above. Targaryen men and their horse cocks will be the absolute death of her. 

“Jaceyyyyyy,” she whines, the pressure in her lower belly a heaviness she can’t shake. 

“If you wanted dick, all you had to do was say so.” Jace chuckles but it’s labored. She’s so fucking tight- he doesn’t know if it’s the pilates she does or good genetics, but it’s like being in a turtleneck in July. 

Within a second, his door squeaks open and the two tangled Targaryens would jump apart if they didn’t know exactly who would be getting home at 4PM on a Wednesday. 

“Ooohhhh, what are you two gettin’ up to, eh?” Luke’s hand smacks down a greeting on Ysilla’s backside, and she jumps from the sting. He sprawls out in the previously occupied chair, giving himself a front row seat to his brother and sister’s debauchery. 

Luke is sprouting, taller than even their dad. He tugs down his trackies, of course a stereotypical grey that hugs him just right, and his cock springs up, bobbing back and forth like a metronome. He’s not super thick around his shaft, but the kids got length that you feel knocking in your stomach. 

Ysilla stares, shamelessly, her throat awfully lonely. He notices and lets her attention go straight to his head (both of them).

“See something you like, babe?” Luke winks at her, a cheeky grin plucking up his lips. He pumps himself once, a bead of precum crowning his pretty cock. 

“Lukeyyy,” he whines at Ysilla’s croon. His sister is so fucking stunning- gorgeous, breathtaking. He’d do anything for her. She’s the voice in his head, the drive in his passion, the star in his fantasies. She’s been there for everything- it’s hard for him not to be a little bit sprung. 

“You forget about me, love?” Jace places a wet kiss at the cradle of her jaw. Ysilla smiles, tangling her fingers in his tight curls. 

They have curly hair, all three of them. Ysilla knows Harwin isn’t her dad- her sperm donor, she means. Harwin has been there for all the things that mattered and those that didn’t, he’s her fucking dad. Blood doesn’t get to take that away from her. And in pictures, it’s easy to believe they’re all from the same vine. Until you account for Viz and Aeg and their momma, and then every family photo is a whole motley crew snapshot.

“Don’t be jealous, Jace.” She coos, in a mellow mocking voice. 

He rolls his eyes, a pink blush prickling at his freckled cheeks. He steals a proper kiss this time, a wet peck that has Ysilla coming back for more, opening her mouth in a slow, sensual lick. Jace grinds into her, basking in her gasps that he drinks down drunkenly.

A particularly pitiful moan from the foot of the bed reminds her to be generous with her attention. Jace lets go of her mouth, head dipping down just so that he catches her swinging breast in his mouth. He widens his jaw, tongue lapping lewdley at her flesh, looking as if he’s trying to swallow it whole. Ysilla strokes his cheek fondly. He gets so needy like this- needs his big sister to keep him grounded. She lets her head loll back, pinning Luke with a simmering stare that is reminiscent of predator and prey. It shouldn’t twist up his belly like it does but he’s long passed caring about what gets him off. As long as she’ll let him taste her. 

“Wanna join us, bud?” 

Luke nods, all boyish enthusiasm, eager to please. “Wherever you want me, sis.” 

Ooooh, that’s a fun thought. Her mouth floods with saliva, her taste buds perking up at the thought of Luke’s salty spunk. She gives a good handy, she could jerk him off until he busts. Or, she could flip onto her back, ride Jace in reverse and let Luke straddle her chest and maul her tits until he’d gift her a pearl necklace. Decisions, decisions. Ysilla rocks faster on Jace’s cock, dragging him in and out of her in a way that has her clit fluttering like butterfly wings. 

Absently, she rubs down her left cheek, still stinging from Luke’s slap, and lets her fingertips dip into her cleft. She’s wet there too- fuck, more like soaked. She was riding her vibrator until Jace had finally called her to him. She’d been dripping since she stole his shirt from his dresser, going absolutely mental at the soft cotton caressing her nipples, his cologne soaked into the fabric. She huffed it like an addict, brought it up to her nose while she rode the vibe until her hand cramped.

Luke’s eyes follow her wandering hand, and his brows scrunch in agonized pleasure as she slips a finger over her tight, clenched hole. Decision made. 

“Want you right here, Lucerys.” Ysilla murmurs, knocking her knees further apart, bringing her stomach to stomach with Jace as a result. “Want you both, at the same time.”

Luke’s eyes go gumball wide. “You forreal?” 

She bites at her lip, moaning as Jace thrusts hard. He’s as excited by the idea as she is. She nods fervently, arching her back more invitingly and Luke fucking moans, tightening his grip on the base of his cock. 

“Fuck, you two are so hot.” He grinds into his fist, his other hand drifting beneath him and rolling his balls between strong fingers. He kicks his sweats the rest of the way off, unable to stop himself as he jerks off faster, his sack tightening in a tantalizing threat.

Jace notices, releasing Ysilla’s breast from his famished mouth. “Don’t blow yet, bro. Wait ‘til you’re inside her.” 

Ysilla smirks, turning her sights back to the man buried in her cunt. 

“Yeah? Wanna wait until he’s inside me? Want you both to fill me up with your cum ‘till it leaks out of my holes?” She whispers at Jace’s throat, dropping an open mouthed kiss over his Adam’s apple. 

Jace can give as good as he gets. “What if I do? What if I want to see my cum drip out of your tight cunny, and plug you up with something so it sticks? Could get you barefoot and pregnant, could get you bouncing on my cock all day long while your belly grows with my babe.” He rubs at her tits, pinching and plucking at her spit slick nipple with a tenderness he means wholeheartedly as he whispers his depraved fancy into her ear. 

Ysilla clenches around him, tight enough that his vision whites out for a moment. She can’t help it, bouncing up and down on his fat cock, his words liquid lust in her tummy. 

“Oh, Jace. Jacey Jacey, fuck, little brother.” She pants, taking every inch of his shaft over and over again, hissing at the stretch of it burning up her insides. Gods, she never tires of it- his cock is such a treat, one she only indulges in when she has the time to truly savor it. 

“You got one more little brother right behind ya, pretty girl.” Luke whispers at her ear, kissing her pulse point with delicate lips.

Jace reaches into his bedside drawer, pulling out a bottle and tossing it on the duvet. “Lube, man.” 

The eldest brother busies his hands, grabbing ahold of his sister’s plush backside, a cheek in each palm, and pulls her apart to expose her to their little brother’s lecherous gaze. Dropping to his knees, Luke spits a glob of saliva into her puckered hole, enjoying how her sensitive skin quivers under his attention. He coats his fingers generously with the thick gel, and he’s gentle as he presses one past the thick muscle of her entrance. She squeals sharply before Jace occupies her mouth, shoving in two fingers for her to suck on. Ysilla has an oral fixation- a dick, chewing gum, popsicles, all her go-to’s when she’s stressed. 

Luke takes advantage of Jace’s help, gliding in another finger that makes her cry out even louder. Shit, she’s got to gut up if she wants to take his dick. He scissors them back and forth, methodical in working her open. He’s only ever done this to himself, but he’s got the basics down: preparation, lube, going slow, more lube, etcetera. He keeps it up until her whimpers have died down, and when he starts to feel her rock back against him.

Satisfied, he pulls out his fingers and coats his shaft with the lube, hissing at the cool sting on his sensitive skin. He spreads it over his head with a loose grip. He’s already worked up enough, the last thing he wants to do is let his big sister down by cumming on her ass instead of inside of it. 

He edges up onto his hands, ready to push upwards onto the bed so that he can take his place behind Ysilla but he’s stopped by something straight out of a wet dream. Luke whistles low. That’s a million dollar shot right there: Jace’s thick veiny cock pulling out before pumping back into Ysilla’s hot pink center, the shine coating their thighs glistening in the late afternoon sun. He wonders if he could convince either of his siblings to let him film them. He knows the answer is most likely a hard no, but a boy can dream. 

The carpet beneath his knees is starting to give him rug burn but he's so transfixed, it's like he's been hypnotized. A simple, sinful thought comes unbidden into his mind and he grins. While he's down here, he might as well sightsee. Luke ducks down, and sucks one of Jace’s balls into his mouth, just to hear his brother curse him in Valyrian. He rolls it around his tongue, before releasing it with a satisfied pop! and takes a lick of the cream seeping from Silli’s hole. 

Ysilla flinches away, kicking out her foot to shove at his shoulder. He chuckles and relents, adrenaline tight in his muscles as he wraps his hold around her dainty waist and lines up behind her.

"Here goes nothin', gang." Luke shudders out a breath as he maneuvers into position, and edges forward painfully slow as Ysilla's pretty arse swallows his dick. It takes forever and a day, but finally, thankfully, he's all the way in, flush with the back of her thighs and mind melting out of his ears.

“Good Gods above, Lukey.” Ysilla has to remind herself to breathe. 

“You okay sissy?” Luke pecks her temple, tucking her bangs back behind her ear. She blushes, cheeks burning hot- he’s such a good boy. 

“I’m fine, dude. It’s just… neither of you are small. I can feel you tickling my tonsils.” 

“Fucking hell. I can feel him, mercy, I can feel him through you, Silli.” Jace sobs wetly, hands shaking where he has a hold of her hips. Mother, Father and fucking Crone, this is infuckingsane. He can’t last like this, he isn’t superhuman for Gods’ sake. 

“Don’t you fucking dare, Jacaerys. If I’m taking both of your cocks, I’ll get time to enjoy it. You’ll cum when I tell you to.” She commands, all eldest child superiority, even with a strained voice. 

“Yes, sissy.” He croaks out, his irises misty like a spring rain. She hums approvingly, withholding her praise until he can deliver on his promise.

“Same goes for you, kiddo.” She aims over her shoulder.

“Anything you say, Silli.” Luke draws out, letting her agonize over every long inch before fucking himself back into her arse. 

The brothers start to build a gentle push-pull rhythm, one in one out, trying to get her adjusted to having two dicks inside of her- as if that’s something that someone can get used to after five fucking minutes. But as the pain and discomfort fade into a fullness that she feels up to her throat, little jabs of pleasure have Ysilla pushing herself back and forth against her boys. 

“This is crazy, holy shit this is crazy.” She gasps, hands wildly clutching at anything she can.

“Never felt something this tight. Squeezing the fuckin’ life out of me, bloody hell.” Luke gasps into her shoulder, eyes screwed shut in concentration, dragging his hips back and forth.

Jace can't talk- all of his focus on not blowing his top and facing his sister's wrath. Sparing a glance at her, he can't help but sigh.

“You're so fucking pretty, Sil.”

The look of love that accompanies Jace’s hushed praise has the tightening snapping loose in Ysilla's belly, vainly getting off from his attention. Well that, and the fact that she's double stuffed like an Oreo.

Her orgasm slices through her, a hot knife through butter, and a violent shiver racks up her spine. She bows upward in some type of silly attempt to get away from Jace’s plundering cock, but all she succeeds in doing is arching into Luke’s greedy hands and greenlighting him into slamming into her hole even harder. 

“Oh, oh! I can’t take it. It’s too much, stop!” Ysilla pleads, pushing and pulling at all of the naked skin surrounding her, overwhelmed and overfucked.

“Do you think she really means that, Lukey?” Jace asks, and it’s too sugar sweet to be anything but condescending. 

“No fuckin’ way, mate. This ass wouldn’t let me go for anything.” Luke slurs, half fucking stupid, his smarts being squeezed out by way of his prick. 

“I’m not a unnhhhh. Not just a hole for you two to fuck.” Her words would land a better mark if there wasn’t a thin line of drool dripping off of her bottom lip, her eyes gone glossy. Her pussy throbs, her heartbeat pulsing there as well as violently in her ears. 

Luke fish hooks her, pulling her into his lips by the meat of her cheek. “Shut the fuck up, Ysi.” He says it so adoringly before releasing her, only to keep her quiet as he slides his tongue into her mouth. It does the job, Ysilla suckling at it like it’s a lolli. 

Jace lets his hands wander, worshiping the beautiful bodies laid out for his ravenous gaze. His fingers tickle over the dip of Luke’s slight waist, his thumb strokes the flare of Ysilla’s ribcage- his hands discovering and mapping a route of impassioned fealty that he will never forget. They're both his. It's an absolutely mental thought, one he should have no business entertaining but here, in his bed, none of them are to think of anything else but each other. 

Jace grabs Ysilla tight by her jaw, ripping her away from Luke’s tongue. He brings her in close, forcing her to stare into his sweet chocolate eyes. “I’m gonna nut in your pussy, sissy, and Luke’s gonna fill that arse up. And you’re gonna take it, like the good girl you are, or I’ll put you on your knees and have you suck my cock until dinnertime.”

Ysilla giggles, delighting in the way Jace’s smirk turns down into a sneer. Humbling her brothers is an A1 skill, one she’s perfected over the years with a constant dedication to her craft.

“Promise?”

Jace chuckles, because he’s sick like she is. Still holding her close, his grip slips down to wrap around her throat. He pushes up, palm tight to her windpipe and forces her flush to Luke’s sweaty chest. He presses his feet into his mattress, praying for leverage, and plows every inch of his thick dick into her cunt. 

Luke’s lungs shrivel up, the friction of his brother’s thrusting cock through the thin skin separating Ysilla’s holes too much for him to take. He hunches over her, slinging his arm around her hips. He yanks her into an arch, his forearm digging tightly into where her lower belly meets her mound, and humps desperately at the curve of her backside. 

Jace chases them, fucking his hips up into his siblings wildly, the wet smack of his thighs against Ysilla’s fucking nasty. He wraps his legs around all of them, crossing his ankles above Luke’s tight, thrusting arse, keeping them all nice and close. 

“Fuckkkk yeah, take that dick. Both of you.” 

God bless football, the muscles threaded through his chicken legs all due to his practicing and playing. Fuck, he should make Sil wear his jersey after his next game. Maybe even convince Luke to give him a mouthful of his junk, make him stretch out his throat while Silli rides his lap. Do it in the car park after the match. His tint is dark enough- he could have them together, anyway he wants while the rest of his team would pile into their own cars, none the wiser to sinful shit their star striker gets up to with his own flesh and blood. 

Jace knows he doesn’t have much left in his tank; he was ready to bust as soon as Luke slid home alongside him. He doesn’t want to finish yet- somewhat pridefully, not before his little brother. One thing is on his side though: he has a big fucking mouth. 

“So pretty, both of my fucking sluts. Gonna knock you two up, breed you until you’re fucking sick of it.”

Ysilla and Luke’s eyes roll back, mirror images of lust, and Jace doesn’t know if he imagines it but he swears he can feel it as Luke breaks, his cum molten hot through the partition of Silli’s walls as he spills deep into her guts.

“Fuckkk yes, cum inside of her Luke. Make it messy, shit, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” Jace spits through clenched teeth, digging his heels cruelly into Luke’s soft thighs. As if on cue, both brothers’ trembling fingers dive between Ysilla’s legs, and rub furiously at her clit. She chokes, her nails rooting into each one of them, keeping them close as she breaks the fuck apart. One of them shouts as she clamps down in a vice grip, but it's all static in her ears, her orgasm washing anything away that's not white hot heat. It lasts so long her toes go numb and her knees shake tremors throughout her thighs.

Luke and Ysilla topple like a house of cards, landing in a jumbled pile of limbs and other sweat soaked appendages. Jace’s bed is a King but even so, the trio chooses to remain wrapped up in each other, gasping for breath and stretching out sore legs. 

The peek of sky through the blinds gets dimmer the longer they all lie there, the glow from the TV glaring brighter and brighter as the room dips into darkness. Jace searches for his remote, doing his best not to jostle his bedmates, until he finds it under his pillow. Going for the red power button, his thumb hovers over it until a flashing icon in the corner of the screen pitches his stomach like he’s on a rollercoaster. 

“Oh, fuck me.”

“I don’t think I have the energy to do that.” Luke groans, face buried in his sister’s back. 

“Me either.” Ysilla chuckles wearily, already well on her way to unconsciousness, snuggled between her favorite boys. Jace winces, letting them enjoy the last few seconds of afterglow before he ruins the rest of their lives.

“Okay… neither of you can hit me for what I’m about to tell you.”

Ysilla blinks at him, suddenly wide awake at the tense tone he’s taken on.

“Jace… what is it?”

He stares at the F1 pause screen, Aegon T. connected via headset still lit up in green in the top right corner. His own headset rests innocently atop his desk, the mic almost pointing accusingly towards the bed. And there’s no way in any of the Seven Hells that their uncle didn’t just get an earful of his niece and nephews railing each other into oblivion. 

“I think we may have a huge fucking problem.”

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[livindeadgirlgrav]

Are they ass, tits or thigh’s for Vincent Sinclair and Charles lee ray (seperetly) with fem reader

It can be as filthy as you want

Ooooooooo okay! This is definitely going to be fun! Alsoooo this is my first time writing for Charles lee ray!! I'll try not to disappoint

Warning: NSFW! violence, bad language, kidnapped, Stockholm syndrome, just evil slasher men lol, mature themes/content. 18+, filthyyyyy👀👀 nastttyyyyyy

Vincent Sinclair

Vinny is an everything man. He loves you for you buuuuuut if he did have to pick a favorite its probably a tie between your thighs and breast.

Vincent enjoys holding your thigh when he sits beside you. He will consistently grip your thighs and rub his thumb across your smooth skin. Now when you two are alone Vincent loves to kiss up and down your thighs, occasionally nipping at your skin.

When it comes to your breast Vincent loves to grope them. He loves how soft and squishy they are under his rough hands.

He will definitely suck your breast hard, leaving hickeys all over your chest. He enjoys playing with your nipples and seeing how you gasp when he tugs on your nipples with his teeth.

Secretly this man is very kinky. He very much enjoys sitting on top of you, ripping your T-shirt off to reveal your soft chest. He'll pin your arms above you head but if you move he is quick to tie them down with a rag. Once your hands are out of the way he'll grab one of the many candles within his room and drip the hot wax onto your delicate breast, down your stomach, and on your inner thigh.

Vincent loves to fuck your breast, he enjoys the softness and loves to look down at you, watching you please him in such a way turns him on even more.

When you two are having sex, Vincent loves to have your legs on his shoulders. He loves gripping onto your thighs and having the options to bite and kiss them while he thrust into you.

Vincent also loves to use your thighs to push himself deeper into you. And trust he loves pushing your legs above your head thrusting deeper into you, watching your face scrunch up in pleasure.

Vincent tends to forget how tight he holds onto your thighs and breast so at the end of the night you are typically left with a couple finger prints and bruises.

Vincent loves it when you go bra less, its easier for him to run his hands up your shirt and tug at your breast but it's definitely hard to keep his attention for all of it goes to your freed breast.

His favorite position is cowgirl; He loves watching your breast bounce up and down while he rubs your thighs, occasionally gripping them hard enough to leave marks. He also loves to warm his cock within you as he sucks your breast but trust he wont leave the other one unattended, his hand will quickly tug at your nipples and grope at your breast. Then he will switch after a few minutes now sucking on the one he was tugging at and now rubbing the one he was sucking.

It drives him crazy when you wear shorts or skirts and v-neck shirts or shirts that just showoff your breast.

Vincent also gives the best massages, he has no problem rubbing your legs and thighs. And hey he'll massage your breast too

Charles Lee Ray

Charles Lee Ray has to be an ass guy!

I'm pretty sure this man would take anything you give him but in booty we trust.

He constantly slaps and gropes your ass daily

If you are wearing a skirt or a dress he has no problem hiking the skirt up to grab your bare ass or just see it in your black panties.

Very much prefer you wear thongs he loves having easy access.

This man loves back shots! He enjoys gripping onto your waist and slapping your ass as he slams himself inside you.

One of his many favorite positions is reverse cowgirl, he loves watching your beautiful ass bounce up and down on his cock.

Charles loves anal, he loves how tight your ass is and enjoys the sweet moans and groans to make as he takes his time sliding into you.

Will eat you out any day of the week and trust he loves leaving bite marks on your ass and enjoys feeling you tremble underneath him as his licks up your valley. (you know exactly what I'm talking about)

Charles loves to punish you, mainly spanking you. He loves watching how your ass jiggles with each slap. He also loves seeing how red your ass can get, he thinks its pretty seeing his hand prints left behind on your soft skin.

Thank you for reading!!! I hope you guys enjoyed and I hope I didn't disappoint with Charles Lee Ray I really did enjoy writing for him! Thank you tons for the request! <3

[fayesia]

on a whim

aaronhotchner x reader x spencerreid

warnings: nsfw 18+, praise kink, dom!hotch, switch!spencer, switch!reader, petnames, creampie, fingering, d/s undertones, cumplay(?), FILTHYYYYY words on a screen

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you lift an arm to shield your eyes from the onslaught of light coming through your bedroom window, the white lacy curtains doing little to defend you.

looking beside you Hotch looks peaceful for once in his life, his arm lazily wrapped around your waist, turning your head back again to its restful position on Spencer’s chest. You decided not to wake them, knowing this is one of the few times they’ve fully slept through the night.

Your eyes study the bruises and scars on Reid’s chest, battle scars from his days out on the field, until you reached his sternum where numerous bruises in varying shades of pink and red are littered across his contrasting pale skin, scars you’d given him from nights filled with passion.

Nights like yesterdays.

“ooh just like that baby, good boy, treating me so good”

“please can i come please been so good for you”

your eyes wavering from his beautiful face of pure pleasure to Hotch sitting next to you where his cock rested in your hand, his hand coming up to stroke your hair.

“let him cum baby, i know you want him to fill you up like the little cumslut you are”

his hand gripping you hair just that little bit rougher, your moans increasing from his action.

you smile recalling the memory of the three of you ending up in this ‘relationship’ on a drunk whim after a case in Kansas where you and Garcia had to follow the team due to communication issues from the terrible weather.

“what are you smiling about over there” you hear spencer’s deep sleepy morning voice as he looks down at you.

“nothing”

“now that’s not a good answer is it?”

Hotchs arm tightens around you as your head turns to see his normally stoic face with a slight smirk on it.

“sorry sir”

you bashfully respond, blushing at his dominating demeanour that only bought back more memories from last night.

“i think i know Hotch”

Spencer’s loud mouth just had to snitch on you.

God did you hate profilers.

“she’s thinking about the way you were buried in her yesterday fucking her hard while she deepthroated me, as energetic as a fucking bunny.”

“is that right bunny?”

you try to hide your face as it heats up from the petname but spencer only lifts it up looking at you with his big brown doe eyes, a blush almost matching your own.

You realise why when you feel something poking your thigh. Moving your leg to shift position Spencer groans out. Giggling you do it again until Hotchs hand stretches across your thigh stopping you.

“now teasing isn’t nice is it? don’t like when i do it do you baby?”

you shake your head gasping as you feel his hand lower to your exposed inner thighs, slowly caressing upwards but avoiding the place you want to feel his touch the most. You whine out arching yourself against Hotch as you’re sandwiched between the two men’s large frames.

“exactly. no teasing. not now.”

guiding your hips Hotch positions you to straddle Spencer, his throbbing cock swiftly entering you, stretching you out in the process, both your mouths open letting out sinful sounds. Hotch shuffles next to you, hands reaching out to touch your breast, your nipples twisted between his fingertips, the rough stimulation deepening the arch in your back as spencer guides you up and down his dick.

“come for him, soak his dick like the little slut you are” Hotch whispers against your ear his fingers playing with your clit as your moans grow louder the closer you get to climaxing.

Scratching against Spencer’s chest you pulse and tighten around his dick, not long after he’s cumming inside of you with the whiniest moans escaping his mouth.

As your chest heaves up and down you come down from your orgasm leaning against Hotchs hard chest as he strokes your hair. “good girl. did so good for us”

With a dazed smile you turn around pushing Hotch backwards as you lie on your front. His questioning face morphing into pure pleasure as you wrap your mouth around his dick. The thick member making it halfway in before you’re choking around it, a mix of spit and precum dripping onto his balls and you hands.

He almost loses his mind as you slap it against your tongue looking up at him with the most innocent face, like you do in the bullpen when asking a question.

Your moans vibrate around his dick when Spencer begins rubbing your pussy, he’s practically mesmerised at the sight of his cum dripping out of you and dirtying the sheets below. Aiding in making a bigger mess by rubbing it all over you and your inner thighs, only to collect some and push it back into you. His two long slender fingers brushing against the most sensitive parts of you as Hotch grabs onto your hair into a makeshift ponytail and begins face fucking you while muttering words of praise.

With a loud groan he cums into your mouth, the amount of it shocks you with some of it dripping from the corners of your mouth. “that’s a good girl, taking our cum like a good little slut. But you love it don’t you?”

You nod your head swallowing his cum while spencer rubs your clit pushing you over the brink. Coming once more your legs thrash against the bed while Spencer keeps going, leaning over to kiss you where he can taste the remnants of Hotchs cum in you mouth.

The three of you lie down collecting yourselves, ten minutes later Hotchs phone rings and you all know…it’s time to get professional.

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~unedited~

[aajjks]

thanks alinaaa!!! you rock girl 🩷 now lets give the people what they want 😏

NWO!JK

“Hi pretty girl”

“jungkook? where—,”

instead you’re once again met with the famous vigilante, or shall you say, ex-hero spider-man.

“oh. it’s you” you roll yours eyes. “you stalking me or something? or are you asking for another fist to the face?”

once again, you’re caught in the rain with nothing but a flimsy hoodie on and sweatpants that quickly become damp due to the pouring rain. you spent some time with jisoo for a little while and took the same route you usually take back home but the only reason you’re still stuck in the rain is because of a certain ‘hero’ that just refuses to get out of your way.

“look, my best friend will kick your ass if i get sick again so move it. i’m not in danger so why are you even here?”

the way you talk about him is so cute. you’ve no clue that your best friend is right in front of you thinking of so many ways to shut you up. you’ve always disregarded his feelings towards you; always looked at him as a friend. he’s even saved your life and what does he get in return? a fist in the face and being called a psycho.

look at you, even as you’re walking away you’re still talking shit about him. using his web he pulls you back towards him.

“hey!! what the—are you even human? you’re probably some robot-spider-THING!” you yell as you watch the vigilante jump around you before comfortably hanging upside down in front of you. you don’t know why but you find his company enjoyable…familiar, even.

you smirk before saying “if you’re a human, take your mask off”

and of course, he declines.

“then i guess you are a robot-spider-thing! you really are some crazy robot that probably—,”

before you can finish your sentence, you feel someone’s lips connect with you. they’re soft and despite the cold rain, their lips are enough to warm you up and he pulls away, you go back in for more.

~🫧

the ball is in your court. MAKE IT FILTHYYYYY

Oh fuck- you’re really asking for it,

So he begins to kiss you back, moving his lips eagerly against yours as the rain drops fall on the both of you, Jungkook feels his sanity slipping away the more he feels your lips tangle with his.

His pace quickens and soon he’s pressing his lips harder against yours, he doesn’t wait a single moment to slip his tongue in your mouth, licking your lips as he kisses you like his life depends on it.

Oh he will actually die if he doesn’t shove his tongue deeper down your throat. “Nghh mhmm..,” he moans as you grant him access in your mouth.

Jungkook is amazed, so fucking aroused and borderline crazy right now, he bites your lower lip before licking it, soothing the pain with his tongue, you moan in his mouth as you grab his face.

Shit- he’s so hard. “Mhmmp mhmm…” he whimpers, his mouth drooling, he’s a mess, he’s a fucking mess but he needs more.

So he breaks the kiss before jumping down and you’re in a daze, he’s panting hard. “Oh fuck baby…” he groans, his voice a husky breathy mess before he pushes you against the wall and uses his web to cage you in.

“So helpless- so fucking hot.” He whispers, kissing your neck.

“More… more more..” he whispers

Fuck… he can even smell your arousal.

“Shit you smell divine.” He forces his knee between your shaky legs as the rains keeps pouring. He crashes his lips against yours again in a hungry sloppy kiss- drool all over the corners of his mouth as he enjoys the feeling of you kissing him back

“Nghh..” he runs his tongue all over your lips, all deep in your mouth.

“Shit baby… you’re so fucking wet for me- hmm? Aren’t you?” He breaks the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips before he pushes hand into your hoodie.

“I can smell your nectar..”

He gasps.

“Fuck- no bra?” His hands settle on your breast as he squeezes it. “you know I really wanna fuckin know how you taste but… I wanna make you cum undone on my actual fingers.” He licks your neck, mouth hot and hungry.

“Now who’s gonna save you from your saviour hmm, pretty girl?”

“You’re all caught in my fuckin web.”

[fabbyf1]

omg kate that is filthyyyyy (complimentary)

that's the only way i know how bestie!

[badbatchsprincess]

Working on finishing up the next chapter! Teehee....

Also im in a dry spell of good bad batch x reader smuts, so send me links and suggestions for reading lol... I want filthyyyyy, filthyyy I tell you

[pondering-gales-left-orb]

I wrote up my headcanon for some wild sexual gale behavior and its filthy filthyyyyy there's blood involved lmao

Its my first time ever writing anything and im scared to share such a heavily sexual thing as my first ever headcanon cause yalare fonna probably know how deeply fucked in the head i am sjsjsjdndkd well im gonna gather my courage and hope i dont loose friends over this snsmdbdndhdmdbd

[bibbykins]

-NOW WAIT A DAAAAAAMN MINUTE 😩what do you meeeeean it’s filthyyyyy?!😩 asking for my cooter. She be purrin after we read thaaaaat😩 why are you such a menace?!😭😂

LMAO I was choosing which snippet to give you veeeery carefully so here is a lil sneak peak for u my dear!!!

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“Read it for us.” Taehyung whispered in your ear as he pulled you closer, his chest pressed against your back as he spread you for Namjoon just as his best friend had done for you mere days ago, “Don’t you want to see him lose it?” He prodded, hands squeezing your thighs as Namjoon laid himself between them. 

“You’re a work of art, petal.” The elder voice actor skimmed the skiing of your thigh with his breath, “Fuck, I can smell you from here.” He groaned, his nose running along your sensitive skin. 

“Please.” You gasped, “I want it.” 

His eyes flicked to you, “Please what?” He intoned, “Want what?” You whined out at his teasing, “Are you going to be a brat or are you going to let me enjoy my meal?” He snapped, hunger filling his gaze

You settled further into Taehyung with a light huff, “Go on, little lamb, do it and get what you want.” He challenged, and when you felt the tip of Namjoon’s tongue run along the crux of your thigh, the desperation became too much. 

[nat111love]

Physically she was there ready to do what needed to be done to help her friend and batman..... but mentally she was back in that office with batman, alone with nothing between them but skin and filthyyyyy whispers ....

[minispidey]

i just got my first request I'LL POST IT LATER BC ITS GONNA BE FILTHYYYYY

[kumezyzo]

i love that you’re open to write stuff about sapnap filming/taking photos because that’s something that i am filthy for 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

when he’s away or you’re away he is filthyyyyy at sexting for sure, you should write something about that in the future

he definitely isssssss 😫😫 i feel like he'd want to call or even face time cause he just need to hear or see you

[cheollipop]

my fave fic of yours is def gentle....... it's so so so so so so so good (i cant stress this enough)

i loved deseperate woo and owner!hwa so much! like this is an unusual pair but it just worked!!! their dynamic was perfect! and i loved how mc was just adorably confused about the situation.

and omg it was sooo filthyyyyy (i loved all the cum in this one)

thats it! hope you have a good night/day

ahhh gentle!! 🥹 thank you so much!!

I was surprised when I found out they're a rare pair! I personally love the difference in their personalities and their approach to things—where seonghwa is more composed, wooyoung is messy and chaotic. their dynamic is very interesting interesting write too! I really enjoyed writing this fic (except the part where I started doubting everything about it and almost deleted the whole thing) so it makes me so happy to hear that you did too! :"" and yes bunny!reader is just happy to be there~

"I love all the cum in this one" had me ROLLING 😭😭 no fr me too dhfjhdjd that shit drove me insane while writing it..... I'll make sure to add more cum in my next fics lmao 🤞

tysm again!! I hope you're having a lovely day/night as well ^^<3

》 lmk lmk!!!