#fuck them moans I needed to hear them again

[shikaizer]

replace him. paigebueckers x reader.

wc 2.4k

your bestfriend getting fed up with your boyfriend on how toxic he is, she shows you how much shes better then him by fucking you, while making sure he knows.

abuse. choking. face sitting. overstimulation. posessive language. rough sex. boys.

You sit on the edge of your dorm bed, your hands trembling slightly as you stare at your phone screen, his name lights up the top of your messages again "where the fuck are you? you said you would call."

You dont reply, you dont have it in you tonight, not after everything he said to you this morning, not after the way he grabbed your arm so hard that the faint imprint of his fingers is still visible.

so you did the only thing that made sense, you texted paige.

“can you come over? i just.. need you.” she didnt hesitate, you didnt have to explain anymore, within twenty minutes, there was a knock on your dorm door, she always knocks once, then twice fast, like a code.

you opened the door and there she was, your best friend, paige, tall, broad shoulders wrapped in a hoodie that smells like faint detergent and gym sweat, her eyes immediately softened the second she saw your face.

“come here” she murmured, pulling you into her arms without hesitation, her voice, her presence, her hands rubbing gentle circles into your back,it was everything you needed and more.

you were tired, tired of hiding how badly you wanted her, tired of pretending your boyfriend wasnt an abusive piece of shit, tired of swallowing your screams and tears just to make it through another day.

you pulled away just enough to look her in the eyes "I want you" you whispered "right now"

she didnt waste any time and pushed you back on the bed, she slammed her lips on to your, caressing your waist, while her other hand sneakily reached for you phone thats currently placed on the matress.

while she was kissing you deeply, she tilt her eyes up to look at your phone nd swiping it open with confidence, she found his contact, hit call, then set the phone on speaker mode and dropped it face down beside you

paiges mouth twisted into something wicked as the call connected, she didnt wait to hear his voice on the other end, she didnt care, she knew he was listening, that was enough.

her hands grabbed at the hem of your oversized t-shirt, yanking it off in one fluid motion, you gasped from the force, but it only made her smirk, she shoved you back against the bed, her palm pressing hard into your chest.

“you let that piece of shit touch you?” she growled, her voice deep and sharp as fire “he doesnt even deserve to look at you, let alone fuck you.”

you couldnt speak, you just nodded, breathless, every nerve alight with tension, she reached for your shorts and ripped them down your legs, your underwear with them, exposing you fully to her, her gaze darkened, hungry and possessive.

“fuck” she muttered, then she raised her voice, just a notch “you listening, asshole? you listening to how wet she is for me?” you raised your eyebrows and looked over beside you to see a call connected, you gasped moving away and she whispered low leaning down "shh baby....relax.."

Paige slid two fingers down your folds, spreading you open shamelessly, letting the wet sounds echo into the phones speaker, you whimpered and let out a loud moan that was surely heard on the other side of the call.

“Goddamn” she hissed through her teeth “this is mine now, shes mine now.”

You moaned, loud and unfiltered, your back arching as she pushed two fingers deep inside you without warning, her other hand grabbed your throat, not choking, just holding, just letting you feel her grip, her control.

“im gonna make her scream so fucking loud, you’ll wish you never laid a hand on her.” she leaned down, licking a slow stripe up your neck before biting your ear “say it” she demanded “tell him whose pussy this is now.”

your voice shook, but you said it, loud “yours, paige, its yours.” paige growled low, fucking you harder, her palm slapping against your clit between thrusts, making your thighs tremble, the muffled shouting sounds on the call being heard.

“you hear that, you little bitch?” she barked into the room “youu lost her, she begged for me, she called me after you left her crying, and now im gonna ruin this pussy so good, she will forget your name.”

you were a mess beneath her, panting, whimpering, your nails digging into the sheets, every thrust sending shocks through your body.

“louder” paige snarled “i want him to hear what i do to you, i want him to remember this sound.” then she curled her fingers just right, hitting that spot that made your whole body jolt, your hips jerking up to meet her, your mouth dropped open in a loud, desperate scream of her name over and over and over.

She smirked, dragging her slick fingers from you and holding them up to your mouth "lick them clean” she ordered, you obeyed, trembling, your tongue swirling around her fingers as she stared into your eyes like she owned you.

"yeah fuck, just like that” she muttered, then raised her voice one more time “hang up the phone, dickhead, she doesnt belong to you anymore.” she ended the call herself, slamming the phone down.

Paige tossed your phone aside like it was garbage, her body still heaving with adrenaline, her gaze was locked on you now, no one else existed.

You barely had time to catch your breath before she was on you again, crawling up your body like a predator that hadnt had its fill, her lips crashed against yours, all tongue and teeth, hands roaming like she had the right to every inch of your skin, and maybe she did, you let her, you wanted her to take it.

“your not done" she growled into your mouth “not even close.” you whimpered under her, already soaked again, your body buzzing from the brutal orgasm she’d just dragged out of you, but she didnt care, she wanted more, needed more, and she wasnt asking permission.

she shoved your legs apart again, this time spreading you wide open and keeping you that way by gripping your thighs so tight you knew there’d be marks, she didnt warm you up, didnt slow down, just buried her face between your legs and devoured you like a woman starved.

Her tongue was fucking sinful, Rough and fast at first, messy, like she needed to erase any trace of him from your body, and then slow, torturously slow, lapping at your clit in lazy, flicking motions while she stared up at you with hooded eyes.

you fisted the sheets “paige—fuck—please—”

“Please what?” she growled against your core, lips slick with your arousal “you want me to stop?” you shook your head violently “n-no! dont you dare.”

That made her smirk, she plunged two fingers back inside you, curling them wickedly while her mouth latched onto your clit again, your body was already trembling, overstimulated, but you were too far gone to care, you wanted to be wrecked, you wanted to be ruined.

“fuck, look at you" paige panted, pulling away for a second to speak "your shaking for me, cant even speak full sentences, huh?”

"eyes on me, i want to see you cum." you groaned and gasped when you felt the rising in your stomach, the moment your heat lowered down she sighed deeply licking her lips.

She finally collapsed next to you, chest heaving, skin flushed and glowing, there was a long pause.

Then she turned her head, brushed your hair from your face, and whispered with a small, shaking breath “hes never touching you again.”

—ଓ

The room was still thick with heat, the sheets soaked and twisted beneath your bodies, your lips were swollen, your body aching, and paiges fingers were laced with yours as she laid beside you, still catching her breath, you both just come down from something raw and powerful, and for a moment, the world felt still.

Then—bang bang bang.

three harsh knocks on the dorm door, too loud to be a friend, too angry to be random, you froze, paiges head snapped up, her expression shifting instantly from bliss to sharp alertness, she sat up, grabbing her hoodie and pulling it on fast.

your breath caught in your throat, you knew that knock, that rhythm, that rage “open the fuck up!” came the shout from the hallway, him, your stomach dropped.

paige stood up slowly, the tension rippling off her like heat, she turned to you and said calmly “stay on the bed, dont move, dont say a word.”

you barely nodded, the door banged again “i know your in there, you lying bitch! you think i didnt hear that?! you called me!" paige crossed the room and flung the door open so hard it slammed into the wall, she didn’ hesitate, she didnt flinch, she stood in the doorway like a shield between you and the storm outside.

He stood there, red faced, eyes wild, fists clenched at his sides, he was wearing a hoodie and gym shorts, but it wasnt his clothes that made you feel sick, jt was the look in his eyes, the one you knew too well.

“where the fuck is she?” he spat, trying to look around paiges tall frame “what the fuck did you do to her?” paige didnt move “you take one more step toward this room, and I swear to God, i'll knock your fucking teeth down your throat.”

He laughed, a bitter, unhinged sound “who the hell do you think you are? you think shes gonna pick you over me?”

“she already did” Paige said, voice low and dangerous “you just didnt realize it until you heard her screaming my name.” you heard his breathing change, heavy and uneven, like a fuse being lit.

“back the fuck up” paige warned "im not playing" his eyes narrowed “you fucking bitch—”

That was it, paige shoved him hard, he stumbled back, nearly hitting the opposite wall of the hallway, then he looked past her, just for a second, and locked eyes with you, you didnt cover yourself, dindt hide, you held his stare, your face blank "your fucking dead to me” he hissed “both of you.”

Then he turned and stormed down the hallway, fists still clenched, muttering curses under his breath, paige waited until the sound of his footsteps disappeared, then she closed the door slowly and turned back to you, her eyes were softer now, but still fierce.

“you okay?” you nodded, your voice was rough “i am now.” she crossed the room, knelt beside the bed, and pressed her forehead to your bare thigh.

“im not letting him near you again” she whispered “i dont care what it takes.” the silence that settled after he left wasnt comforting, it was sharp and loud and full of echoes, his voice still rang in your ears, even though the hallway was empty.

Paige didnt say anything right away, she just watched you carefully, like she was reading every inch of your face for a sign you were about to fall apart, but you didnt.

Instead, you sat up slowly, reached for the hoodie at the edge of your bed, and pulled it on over your bare skin, it smelled like her, faint vanilla body wash and gym sweat and something else entirely her, you looked around your room, your gaze landing on your phone still facedown, your backpack slumped by the desk, a drawer half open with folded clothes sticking out "i dont want to stay here” you said, quiet, but sure, paige stood instantly “then your not.”

you looked at her, eyes wide “pack whatever you need” she said, already moving to your closet “You can stay with me,for as long as you want.”

It happened fast, you grabbed your essential, your laptop, your chargers, some underwear, toiletries, paige took care of the rest, she folded your clothes with that neat military precision of hers, stacked them into your duffel bag, you didnt speak much, you didnt need to, she knew exactly what to do.

It was nearly 1 a.m. when you finally slipped out of the dorm, the hallways were empty, paige carried one of your bags over her shoulder like it was nothing, you stayed close to her, heart racing every time a door creaked or a floorboard groaned, her car was parked just off the campus lot, she unlocked it with a click and opened the passenger door for you “get in.”

You slid into the seat, hugging your bag tight against your lap, paige tossed the rest of your stuff in the trunk, then got in and started the engine, she didnt blast music, she didnt talk.

Then she looked at you. “You did the right thing, im proud of you.”

masterlist.

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[oofmybad]

Pushing it

synopsis: you come back from a run looking particularly… appealing. so billie fucks you how she wants to.

warnings: dom!billie x fem!reader, all smut, light choking, strap on, rough (ish) sex, spitting, i think that’s everything

a/n: i am looking respectfully 👀 not proofread, i wrote this in like 10 minutes, oops. inspired by @naturesapphic’s “pressure”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

you walk up to the front door, your chest heaving, breath panting in and out of your lungs. you pull your keys out of your sports bra and twist them in the doorknob. opening the door, you enter into your girlfriend’s home and close the door behind you.

you bend over to unlace your running sneakers and pull them from your feet. as you pull off the second shoe suddenly your body is being repeatedly thrusted forward, strange hands are tightly gripping your hips. you quickly place your hand on the wall to steady yourself, and call out, “bil, what the fuck?!”

“you look so sexy, baby” billie continues pounding her hips into your clothed ass from behind. her rabid actions (and the strap poking against you) making her intentions clear. you look up at her with a grimace on your face, but billie sees right through it. she knows you’re horny, too - you always are after working out.

billie hooks her pointer finger under the hem of your compression shorts, pulling away and letting go, the spandex slapping against your soft thigh. “you know i can’t help myself when you wear these shorts” billie mumbles, her palm roughly rubbing your ass cheek. her grip on you is so tight that her hand spreads your ass cheeks apart, the strap rubbing you through billie’s jeans, which causes you to whimper slightly.

you stand up, trying to gain control over yourself, your body now flush against the front of billie, “let me shower first” you try and convince billie. but by the way your head is dipping back against billie’s shoulder, she knows you’re not even convinced of your own words.

billie tightly grabs both of your hips and shifts them around so that your body spins to face her. she taps the back of your thighs, coaxing you to jump up and wrap your legs around her. you lightly yelp, now feeling the covered strap press against your core. billie just chuckles into your ear as she begins to walk upstairs with you. with every step billie climbs, the strap rubs further and further against you. you begiin to grind against billies hips, her fingers digging into the back of your thighs.

suddenly, the two of you are dropping down onto the bed, billie’s hands catching herself so she doesn’t fall onto you. “so pretty underneath me, mama” billie groans against your ear, her hips jutting into yours. you can only moan in reply. billie pulls her body away from you, her hands trailing down your body and taking two handfuls of your short’s waistband. a searing ripping sound echoes through the room, either half of your booty shorts in each of billie’s hands, a contented expression on her face.

“those were my favorite!” you yell in a laugh. “fuck the shorts, i’ll buy you twenty more.” billie says as she undoes her belt buckle and the zip on her jeans. she lowers her boxer’s waistband below the strap, the faux dick standing erect infront of your aching core. you clench around nothing at the sight of billie’s careless actions - loving when she treats you like a toy made for her pleasure.

you feel two cold fingers push against your clit for only a moment. billie dips her head to your core, spitting on you to help her while she stretches you out, her fingers dipping in and out of you.

“can i be rough with you, mama?” billie asks, her face only a mere inch from your dripping pussy. you nod eagerly, your pussy clenching again at the thought of it. billie’s tattoed hand reaches up and wraps around your throat “you know i need to hear you say it, princess” billie says, her fingertips digging into the side of your neck.

“yes” you moan out from the pressure. billie’s right hand recoils from your pussy, and grabs the base of the strap, using her hold to rub the tip along your slit. “fuck” you whimper, your head falling back on the bed.

like that was the last straw, billie loses control and slams the strap into your hole, immediately stretching you out. “fuck!” now you yell, your pussy stretching around the strap - stinging so good.

billie keeps her hips against yours allowing you to adjust for a moment. billie lets go of your throat, her hand pushing into the matress to hold her body up. now feeling you loosen around her, billie begins to thrust in and out of you at a fast speed - each grunt leaving her mouth lands on your ears, each pant fanning your shoulder.

“fuck… you’re so tight, princess” billie grunts, her hand moving to lay on your lower stomach. she pushes down above your core, feeling for where the strap is inside of you. “unh, unh!” you moan (yell) from the added pressure, feeling the strap tickle your cervix, your g-spot trapped between billie’s hand and her dick.

billie begins to thrust into you with more vigour, her hips moving harsher now - slamming into your pussy. you hear the metal of her belt buckle rattling mixed with the sound of your skin slapping against eachother with each thrust. “dont stop” you whimper, tears forming in the corners of your eyes - the pleasure is just too much.

“don’t cum until i tell you to” billie demands, “you hear me?” billie continues. overwhelmed with pleasure, all you can do is moan, unable to answer your girlfriend. unsatisfied with your disobedience, billie softly slaps the side of your face then grabs your face in one hand, “look at me”, she demands.

your eyes shoot open and search for billie’s. “i said-“ billie’s hand wraps around your throat again - her fingers dipping into your neck and her harsh thrusts persisting, “don’t cum until i say so… got it?”

“yes, baby. yes.” you reply, nodding feverishly, scared to break eye contact. “good girl” billie harshly taps your cheek twice, letting you know she’s satisfied.

her stop rutting into you suddenly, “what-?” you begin to speak when billie cuts you off, “face down, ass up, baby.”

without wasting a moment, you flip your body over, the side of your face pressing deep into the matress as billie pulls your hips up towards her own. without warning, billie slams back into you. you moan out again, turning your face into the mattress to muffle your yells. billie uses one of her hands to push down, along your spine, deepening your arch before wrapping a fistful of your hair around her hand and yanking your body up against her own.

“don’t hide, baby, i wanna hear those pretty little moans” billie whispers into your ear, her tongue licking a stripe along your collarbone. “i cant hold on much longer, bil” you whimper, your head falling back against billie’s shoulder as she continues to harshly push into you.

billie’s free hands crawls down your stomach, landing on top of your clit, as she begins to rub tight circles against you - the heel of her palm pressing into your lower stomach and causing you to scream out, “please, baby. i cant hold it any longer.”

“go aheaad, princess, cum all over me” billie says against your neck. not a second later, your coil snaps and you come undone under billie’s pressured touch. billie’s strap continune’s to hit your g-spot from the inside as her hand pushes down on it from the outside - billie’s fingers on your clit taking you over the edge. you stutter against billie, your legs barely keeping you up, a low whine leaving your lips as you ride out your high.

as soon as you’re finished, billie lets go of your hair, making your body fall flat on the matress - billie pulling out as you do. you lay there, used and exhausted from the pleasure.

billie clambers off of the bed and walks over to the ensuite, taking off the strap and disgarding it in the bath to deal with at another time. she pickes up a soft flannel, coating it in warm water from the tap. she walks back over to you on the bed and lightly strokes your back, “turn around baby, lemme clean you up” she coos.

you follow her directions and turn around, your kees spread apart so that billie can press the flannel against your core. “you did so well for me, pretty girl” billie comments as she leaves a soft kiss to your temple. you smile adoringly at her soft gesture - it so starkly contrasting her behaviour not even a minute ago.

“i love you baby, such a good girl for me”

“i love you more, bil” you reply, your eyelids fluttering shut - you’ve had two different ‘workouts’ in the last hour.

“not a chance” billie quips as she walks back to the bathroom.

[graywaynewriter]

Rowdy Neighbors

Warnings: PIV, Dirty talk, oral (fem. receiving), loud sex, voyeur?? (cause you can hear the neighbors), hair pulling,

"ugh finally," Dick huffs as he lets his body fall into bed "home...."

It was a long day and night of patrolling and fighting, he was just glad to be home and have a day off tomorrow.

"You know you're gonna owe Tim a day off after he picked up for you," you say slipping into your spot next to him, getting comfortable with his warmth.

"Yeah, but it was worth it. I honestly need more than 5 hours of sleep for once." he sighs as he pulls you closer into his side kissing the top of your head "And, you wont have to wake up to an empty bed"

"thank god," you giggle softly as you close your eyes and let yourself relax in his hold. Finally you would get a night of restful sleep with Dick with you. He worked so hard and so often it sometimes made night restless, sometimes leading to you staying up late waiting for him.

Now for a peaceful, restful night sleep.

....

At least that's what you thought until the neighbors started making noise. Now this wasn't just any noise, but a moan. A loud one at that

"..Dick?" you check if he is asleep

"Yeah....."

"they're um....pretty loud aren't they?"

"Mhm..."

You spoke awkwardly as the moans grow louder and then came the wall thumping. Oh lord your neighbors were having sex and you were both just taking it all in at 12 AM. Your first thought would be to simply block it out, turn on the tv or just wait for them to stop. However you were dating Dick Grayson, the same man who keep Bludhaven safe is the same one who offers,

"Wanna fuck louder than them to assert dominance?" He said with his signature cocky smile

Of course you start laughing because what kind of outrageous idea would that be? “ you’re not actually serious.”

He doesn’t say a word as he just raises an eyebrow at you “oh I’m seriously sweetheart,” he climbs over you and pin your wrists above your head on the pillow “deadly serious,” he said in a low voice coming down closer to your ear.

"And how do you know we'll be louder? Ah!" he nipped at your neck making you giggle and squirm

"Oh come on, you think I don't know you well enough to make you scream?" he chuckled as you feel his hands run under your shirt and cup your breasts. His thumb ran over your hardened nipple "mmm looks like I'm on the right track hm?"

You can feel him smiling against the skin of you neck. He moves down to your breast leaving a kiss on your nipple. Sticking his tongue out to flick at the bud, your fingers coming up to run through the roots of his hair.

"Mmm dick..." moving from your nipple he moves down, tracing his tongue along your skin. Coming down to your naval where he places a kiss just under the area, his calloused hands drag down your bottoms as his lips continue their journey. You could help but squirm a bit, knowing exactly what you wanted

"You need me here don't you princess?" he smirks placing a kiss to your mound "need me to make you feel good?"

"Y-yes...." you shiver with anticipation; your knees being hoisted on to his shoulders as his blue eyes peer up at you through his lashes. With his sly smirk he lowers his head and you feel a slow, warm lick up your slit that made you sigh deeply. You can feel every lap, every moan he let out as he pleased you. Your taste was addicting, it made him hungry for more. His tongue lays flat as a long lick starting from the bottom and trailing up to your clit where he flicks the bulb, and sucks it into his mouth,

"Ah~" your back arches, pushing your hips into his face more to which he gladly welcomed. You hear a low growl as his hands move to the back of your knees and push them towards you, spreading you open for him. He wanted you--needed you to scream. Let them know just how good he pleases you. He lifts his head for a moment, his lips glistening with your juices. He was panting slightly with the damn smirk again

"Dick...please..." you hated when he would just stop in the middle of things, leaving you aching and needy.

"Don't worry princess I've got ya'. Just need one out of you before I give you what you want," his middle and rings finger rim around your aching pussy. Taking just a couple of seconds before he plunges them in to the hilt. Your back arching, finally savoring that stretch that you were aching for.

His tongue and lips find their way back to your clit. He laps and sucks at the bundle of nerves as his fingers pump in and out of you. You throw your head back as your mom‘s grow louder and more erotic. Now was when the competition against your neighbors really started your hips start to book and ride his fingers wanting more and more of him. You wanted that euphoria that burst of release around his fingers and on his face.

Your fingers tangled into the dark dresses of his head, pulling him closer to your pussy. Your toes curl as you can feel the tightening in your stomach growing tighter and tighter until finally,

“Ah~!” a nice loud moan. High and pitch and just loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Just how he likes it he laps up your juices and pulls his fingers out gently. You throb and ache around nothing as you pant. He brings those same fingers to his lips and cleans them off with his tongue. Oh how he loved to see your face flush like that. After a strong orgasm the way, your cheeks flush and your eyes become glassy, knowing that he was the one who did that to you.

But he wasn’t done,

“Alright, princess, flip over. Want to see that nice ass,” he says as he strips himself of his clothes, leaving you exposed to his muscular body. Some faint scars adorn certain surfaces of his body, but they only made him more attractive. Keeping your eyes on him, you slowly turn over onto your stomach and raise your ass up towards him. Almost teasingly, you shake your hips a bit, letting the flesh and muscle jiggle in front of him. You knew how to get him aroused, and this was definitely one of those moments. His hands find your hips as they smooth over the flesh of your ass. The gentle caress is followed by a sharp spank to it, making you shriek at the contact.

“Oh, come on, Princess. I know you’re louder than that,” another spank came, and you made sure to make it sound just a bit more pornographic when you moaned as his hand struck your flesh. “Atta girl,”

His fingers grip at a first full of hair at the base of your neck and pulls slightly, as the head of his cock teases at you. Skipping just the head in and pulling back out making you whine.

“Come on baby ask for what you want,” he pulls out waiting to hear this magic words.

“P-please?” You ask giving you some inches but not completely

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me Grayson…” a smirk farces his face as he pulls out once more and bottoms out all at once making him groan and you let out a moan. He gets into a steady rhythm, the bed frame starting to rock every now and then

“Fuck…so tight…so wet for me…” *he moans lowly, as he watches your ass jiggle with every thrust that meets his hips. Slowly but surely he can hear you starting to drown out your neighbors. soon enough, the only thing that he can focus on was the sound of your headboard, thumping against the wall and your moans filling his ears. His favorite combination of sounds right after his favorite band.

His hand moves to the back of your neck and pushes you down into the mattress as his thrusts become deeper, needier. The sound of skin slapping against skin fill your ears as Dick dominated you in the best way. At this rate, both your upstairs and downstairs Neighbor will probably give you a nice complaint.

“Ah! Ah! Dick! Fuck! S-so close~” you moan feeling that knot in your stomach again. Your eyes starting to roll back. You couldn’t help your hips, starting to move back against him, wanting more and more!

“Y-yeah Princess? Cum…cum for me! Come on this cock baby,” he groans loudly as he ounces into you, feeling your walls clench around him, bring him closer and closer to filling you to the brim.

The bed thumped, you both moaned and whined until his hips come to a stutter and he dumps himself into you. Your moans becoming whines as you both ride out your highs. Your slick walls pulsing around him, his cock twitching and throbbing inside you. Roles of silk filling you to the very hilt. Reducing both of you to panting messes.

He pulls out of you, a whine coming from your tired lips. He leans down and kisses your shoulder with a little chuckle

“Think they got the message?” Another kiss to your temple as he plops down next to you, moving some hair out of your face

“Well,” you both listen for a moment “…seems like we beat em,” you both give a celebratory high five knowing you may have been a bit too loud, but hey you had a great time.

“Now how about another shower before bed?” He offered

“Absolutely,”

…...🌙

[jesssain]

5 More Minutes

~ Just a short thought that got trough my dirty mind ~

Caleb is laying in his bed, a pair of panties of you in his strong hands. „God i need her so bad.“ He mutters, taking in the scent of your Juices on the silky fabric. He stole it, more like borrowed it out of your laundry basket last night after you were done showering.

You both are best friends since childhood, always glued together and close. But not this close.

He always had a thing for you, secretly yearning and longing after you. Stealing glanced around your room, searching trough your things without any bad intentions, he just wanted to be close to you, in a different way than beeing friends.

He grips his hardening length trough the fabric of his thin summer blanket, carrassing himself while he smells you until he cant take it anymore. He throws the blanket aside and warps his strong hand around his big and thick length. His veins already popping out in need.

„mhhh god.“ He moans as he palm-fucks himself. He grabs his other hand and untangles your lacy panties, draping the slightly wet spot that smelled like heaven to him directly over his pre-cum leaking tip.

A gruttual moan escapes his lips as he wraps his hand around his shaft again, pressing the fabric of the panties against his throbbing cock.

„Caleb are you up? We need to leave soon.“ He hears you say trough his room door, followed by a small knock.

He bites his lip hard, not wanting to stop just now. He needs this, needs to come with something of you around his cock.

„5 more Minutes.“ He shouts, loud enough for you to hear. His hips bucking up into his hand as he practically fucks your panties, his pre cum leaking into it constantly.

„Hurry up Caleb. Im waiting for you.“ He hears you say again. God he knows. But not in the way he wants you to. Spread out onto his sheets, wet and needy for him. Thats how he wants you.

He bites onto his lips, trying to muffle any sound because he knows it. Knows you are standig at the exact same spot infront of his door like always. His thrusts into your panties getting heavier, stroking himself harder and faster.

„Im coming!“ He shouts, the double meaning only present in his mind as he assures you he will be at the door shortly and is shooting his hot ropes of cum into the lace around his tip, dripping onto his hands and stomach.

Hes panting, mind reeling around you and only you. The only women he ever wanted, ever jerked off to.

He lifts the panties from his tip, more cum leaking out of his sensitive slit as he does. He holds them up to his face, smelling the combined scents that would be so fucking perfect together.

[obsessedwithceleste]

sports car

Mattheo Riddle x m!reader

Warnings: NSFW 18+ all porn no plot, anal male receiving, mild degradation(?), semi-public car sex

word count: 1.2k

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“If I don’t fuck you right now baby, I'm gonna die,” Mattheo groans into your ear, leaning back in the drivers seat. There's a loud snap of plastic as he shoves the seat back as far as it will go on its tracks, all while holding you carefully in place on his lap.

His large, calloused hands dip under the waistband of your jeans, fingers burning as he struggles to remove the offending garment, moving with a crazed hunger.

You try to hold in your moan as his warm hands circle your waist and he looks up at you, eyes dark and intense.

"Let me hear you baby," he preens, digging his finger tips in and eliciting a low moan from your lips. "That's it," he murmurs before closing the distance between your mouths, reeling you in.

It takes both of you, and a bit of awkward squirming, to work free of your boxers, Matt's following soon after, the feeling of warm skin on skin sending waves of desire through your core.

"Need you," you gasp as a light breeze hits your bare skin, sneaking in through the windows that were ever so slightly rolled down. You let out another moan, louder this time as Mattheo's hands melt away the chills before his fingers find their way into your mouth.

"Such a pretty boy," Mattheo grunts as you suck on his fingers, bucking beneath you and pressing his hardened cock into you.

Once his fingers are slick enough, you feel him drag them down lazily until they're teasing your rim. Each agonizingly slow movement feels like Mattheo is pushing you further and further into an open flame. Your head falls back, eyes fluttering shut as your breath becomes ragged as Mattheo's fingers carefully push in.

You let out a sigh as Mattheo's fingers methodically work to open you up further. You wouldn't think the boy was capable of such care, but Mattheo is all soft touches and sweet words as he stretches you. Eventually, Mattheo drags his fingers out and you let out a whine of protest, missing the aching feeling of fullness.

"God I need you," you moan into Mattheo's ear, your warm breath sending a shiver down the boy's spine.

Mattheo's hand fumbles, clawing desperately at the glove box as he clumsily opens the lid to find the well-used bottle of lube that you kept stored there for moments like these.

"Here you go baby," he purrs, coating your fingers in the clear, slimy liquid.

You dutifully work the lube over Mattheo's dick, hands gliding over his thick cock and feeling each and every throbbing vein. You give the head of his cock a teasing rub with your thumb and Mattheo's hips rut forward, a whine escaping his lips.

"You ready for me?" He asks, his large hands once again finding your hips as he leads you into position.

"I've been ready," you retort, grinding your hips against the boy in retaliation.

Mattheo just scoffs as he carefully aligns himself and begins to push himself in.

As soon as his head pushes through the enterance you both let out a guttural moan, your voices mixing as your head falls back.

It's agonizingly slow as Mattheo inches himself inside, your eyes squeezing shut as you try to steady your breathing from the familiar burn.

"Shh, you're doing so good for me baby," Mattheo murmurs as he sinks himself further into you, "Look at you sitting so pretty on my cock."

All you can do is nod dumbly as Mattheo presses himself deeper, forcing you down on him as he makes room for himself inside you.

"Fuck I missed your ass," Mattheo mutters, fingers gripping your cheeks hard enough that there would surely be bruises there in the morning.

Finally, you feel Mattheo bottom out inside of you, stretching you damn near your limit. You feel your own fingers dig into your boyfriend as you gradually adjust, the burning pressure slowly subsiding.

You let out a contented sigh which is Mattheo's cue to begin moving inside you, his hips thrusting up forcing a gasp out of you.

Before you can protest, Mattheo captures your lips with his, succesfuly distracting you as your body rocks forward with Mattheo's steady thrusts.

"God I love your cock," you murmur against his lips as he fucks you senseless, the head of his cock brushing up against your prostate causing you to let out a loud whine.

"Never stop fucking me," you gasp out as Mattheo continues to ram into you, "Please."

"Shit, you're driving me so fucking insane baby," Mattheo grunts, his lips dragging against your throat leaving trails of saliva in his wake.

When he suddenly rolls his hips forward in just the right way, you feel your eyes roll back as you become a stuttering mess.

"Fuck. Yes. Right there Matty, please. Just like that," you whimper as your hips begin to rut against him desperately.

Mattheo hums with laughter, slowly dragging his cock against your sensitive walls before snapping his hips forward teasing you.

"Like this?" he asks innocently, repeating the same motion as he slowly drives you closer to the edge just to tear it away.

"Please Matt, so close," you mumble as you press your bodies closer, desperate for any sort of contact.

"Fucking hell you should see yourself right now baby, look at you. Such a pretty slut for my cock."

Your lips connect once more, teeth knocking against each other with the sheer force of Mattheo's thrusts. You can't help but groan into Mattheo's mouth at the feeling of his massive cock dragging in and out of you.

You were dangerously close and Mattheo knew it.

"Wait for me baby," he pants as you feel your stomach begin to coil, aching for release.

It's almost unbearable as Mattheo relentlessly slams against your prostate, hands continuously guiding you down his cock.

"So fucking close," Mattheo mutters under his breath, his thick head of curls falling back onto the headrest of the drivers seat.

"Say my name baby. Say my name when you cum," Mattheo orders as his hands finally find your cock. "Come on now."

It only takes a few strokes for the familiar waves of pleasure to overtake you.

"Mattheo. Fuck. Fuck Matt, I'm cumming," you manage to stutter as ropes of white cum shoot out and covering both of you in the sticky substance.

You barely notice however as Mattheo's thrust become wild and frantic as you clench around his cock.

You can feel Mattheo's cock twitching inside of you as your fingers find their way into his hair, pulling him into you.

"Wanna feel you come in me," you moan, the overstimulation making you putty in his hands.

Mattheo lets out a shudder before throwing his head back once more.

"Fuck baby," he groans as he pumps his load into you, stuffing you full, his cock throbbing inside you.

You feel your chest heave, slowly steadying as your hands slide down Mattheo's chest to meet his which are still holding you securely in place.

It's quiet for a moment, nothing but the soft hum of the engine and your combined shallow breathes before you're able to focus on how handsome your boyfriend looked under the pretty, blue glow of the street lights.

"So, we going for round three and four?" Mattheo asks with a cocky grin, finally breaking the silence as he slides out of you.

Such a special shoutout to @slytherinboysappreciation and @musingsofahufflepuff for all of their feedback. This would never have been posted without them, I love you both sm💗

[its-luna-noel]

cunnilingus | gojo x reader

gojo eats it from the back

warnings: 18+, MDNI, f!reader, smut, oral sex (f! receiving), dirty talk, squirting

word count: 0.6k

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Some part of your brain knows you should be embarrassed by the lewd slurping noises filling your bedroom, but you just can’t find it in yourself to care.

Satoru is kneeling on the floor next to the bed, hands gripping the backs of your thighs with you bent over the edge of the bed. Your face is pressed into the mattress, sheets muffling your moans as his tongue lavishes your clit.

He knows his way around your body like the back of his hand; it blows your mind how easily he can bring you to this point. He knows just where to touch, just how to press against you to make you feel this good. His lips wrap around your clit and he hollows his cheeks slightly, sucking gently before letting go with a pop . Then he gets back to licking, his rhythm steady and relentless.

Then he tilts his chin, burying himself deeper between your legs, and his long tongue dives into your cunt.

You moan loudly, hips knocking back against his face, and you can feel him chuckle more than you can hear it in this position. “Greedy fucking pussy,” he mutters, pulling away just enough to speak and rub the pads of his fingers over your clit before pushing his tongue back in and fucking you with it. “Tastes so fucking good.”

“I-it’s yours,” you stammer into the sheets, hips grinding on his tongue.

He hums in approval, bringing his mouth back to your clit and sucking gently. “Yeah it is. Look wet she is, can’t wait for me to fuck her.” And with that he slides in two fingers, curling them down against the spongy spot that makes you see stars.

“Oh, god , Satoru!” you cry, back arching to give him better access to everywhere you want him, everywhere you need him.

“Yeah, baby, that’s right. Say my name. Say it again.”

“Satoru, please. ”

“Please what, pretty girl?” He pumps his fingers faster, tongue flicking against your clit so perfectly it has you hanging over the edge, ready to fall.

“Please– please don’t stop,” you beg, legs starting to shake.

“Trust me, baby, I’m not gonna stop. You’re gonna have to beg me to stop, when you taste this goddamn good.”

Your hands come up to fist the sheets, holding on for dear life, because you’re about to collapse with how good it all feels. His fingers, filling you so perfectly and moving in just the right way against your g-spot, are relentless as his mouth works against your clit, sucking and licking in tandem until you finally fall over the edge, knees buckling at the intense pleasure.

Satoru’s arm comes around your thighs, catching you as you nearly fall, legs trembling as you ride out your orgasm. The fingers of his other hand continue their work, pressing against your g-spot with intense pressure, and all of a sudden you feel a flash of heat , white hot and you can’t hold back, you’re choking, crumbling to pieces.

“Satoru, I’m–!” You can’t even finish your sentence before a wave of pleasure, a flash of white, hits you like a semi.

Satoru groans loudly, his fingers still moving as a flood of wetness suddenly hits your thighs. “Oh, fuck, pretty girl, that’s it,” he says, fingers continuing to fuck you through it.

Your hips are stuttering, and he’s still holding you up with one arm, his chest pinning you against the edge of the bed. “S-S-Satoru,” you whimper.

He puts his lips to your ear. “I said you’d have to beg me, didn’t I?

“Back on the bed, pretty girl. I’m not done with you.”

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[imhappierthanever]

Billie’s Old House (Part II)

You breathed in the fresh morning air and your girlfriend’s scent you loved so much welcoming in a new day. You felt her arms wrapped around you from underneath the blanket. You felt her light breaths in your neck, and the closeness of her bare body against yours. You lie so close to each other, never separating for too long. Always wanting to be together as much as possible.

You didn’t want to wake her, but you knew you both had a long day ahead and probably needed to get going sooner rather than later. You ran your hand behind you, searching for her face, letting your fingers lightly train across it. “Baby.” You cooed softly, feeling her stir and her grip tighten on you. “It’s time to get up my love.” She groaned squeezing you even more before letting her hands explore you.

Her warm fingers danced delicately along your stomach before giving your breasts a squeeze, earning a soft moan from you. You almost forgot where you were as you whispered her name, getting pulled back into your own little world with her.

Her fingers moved back down, right down to your core whilst she placed feather light kisses on your shoulder. “My god, baby. All of this for me?“ she whispered directly into your ear before licking it, biting down softly as she spread your wetness. “I could drown in you. You’re so fucking wet.” Billie sent shivers down your spine, making you melt into her hand as she pleasured you, making you feel so good already.

“That’s it baby. Keep taking my fingers. Just like that.” She said as you began to fall apart beneath her fingertips, moans and whimpers leaving your lips. Once again forgetting where you had been.

“Gotta stay quiet for me, pretty girl.” She murmured, grinding against you as she herself was getting caught up in the moment. The feeling of you and you’re most intimate parts in her hands, the feeling of your body trembling as she whispered sweet nothings in your ear, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, pushing you over. Your mouth hung open, inviting her in as she tossed her tongue in your mouth, immediately winning the battle for dominance. You were absolute putty in her hands.

You bit down on her tongue as her fingers found that spongy spot in you that made you forget anything but Billie. Your nipples were hard as she rolled them between her fingers switching from left to right. Your stomach was tighter than ever, the feeling becoming overwhelming. You let your hand squeeze your breast before hearing her growl lowly in your ear. “Move your hand, baby. Let me keep touching you.” You did as she wanted you to, letting your fingers fist the pillow instead. “You’re so close aren’t you? So close to letting go for me.”

You couldn’t deny that you were. You clenched around her fingers enjoying everything she was giving you. “That’s my girl. Always taking me so well.”

“Oh- Billie…I’m -“

“So close, baby? Let go for me. Give me everything. Want to feel you.” She said quickening her pace before you obeyed, being her good girl as always. You could feel her smile against your neck as she held you close to her body, bringing you back down to earth.

“My pretty girl.” You heard her say into your hair, inhaling, taking in as much of you as she could before helping you to stand, throwing her oversized shirt back over your head and grabbing one for herself doing the same. She grabbed your hand and led you out of her room and to the bathroom quickly, shutting the door.

She didn’t ask if you wanted to shower together because she already knew the answer. You would never turn her down.

You watched Billie take off her shirt, placing it on the counter before running the water, testing it with her hand. Not being able to help yourself, you wrapped your body around hers, kissing her back softly, still feeling blissed out in somewhat in a daze. “Is it hot enough?” You whispered onto her back before she turned around, pulling you into the shower with her to find out. It was perfect but nothing of course has been more perfect than she was.

She pressed her body against yours, fingers grazing your cheeks as your eyes found each others.”let me take care of you.” You said beginning to lower your body, but she only made you stand, coming back to her. “When we get home we can finish. But for now let’s just shower hmm? Cmon I’ll help you.” She said turning your body, pressing your back into her care once again as your head fell on her shoulder.

She chuckled slightly, laughing at you. “Still coming down huh, my little bunny?” You nodded smiling as her fingers gently massaged your scalp. “I know, baby. Just wait till we get back to our home.”

You and Billie both managed to clean each other even in the heat of the moment. And you somehow managed to avoid detection from anyone in Billie’s family. Once you were dressed you made your way downstairs, joining Finneas and Claudia on the sofa.

“Morning you two.” Claudia said giggling, falling into Finneas. “Could you two have been any louder?” He said obviously disgusted.

Billie smirked, pulling you into her lap before wrapping her arms around you as her chin rested on your shoulder. “Which time?” She asked smirking as your face lit up.

“Last night. We were trying to sleep and couldn’t hear anything else but you guys. I could live my whole life without hearing my sister being called daddy or without my sister telling you what a naughty girl you are.”

“Oh my god.”You covered your face, trying to hide the red colour that was taking over it. You hadn’t even said those things loudly and they still heard. Why did they have to share a wall anyways? You thought to yourself before hearing your girlfriend laughing.

“I know what my girl likes. What can I say?” Billie said pulling your hands away from your face, kissing your cheek sweetly, trying to take away some of your embarrassment. Just in time for the second wave of it as Billie’s mother came down, her face also red, eyes wide.

“Let me guess. You heard too?” Billie asked her own cheeks finally beginning to flush a little. She didn’t say anything as she headed to the kitchen before asking what she could make for everyone for breakfast.

Her silence was loud enough. Too bad you guys couldn’t just manage the same you thought to yourself as you jumped up, pulling Billie along with you to help Maggie. Maybe you could all forget or at the very least, just put it behind you. Eventually.

[lsunstreakerl]

part sixteen of the maxiel corporate au! this has continued to get out of hand. but rico is here!

2.8k, explicit, rico POV, max POV

relevant heads up: hello we are now introducing the daniel shaming tag. brief max shaming at the beginning, but mostly max and his praise kink. because rico.

Max: hi

Max: are you busy

Rico: Not too busy for you.

Rico: How are you doing? Still staying with Daniel?

Max: yes

Max: about that

Rico: If he kicked you out...

Max: NO

Max: not like that

Rico: Okay, good.

Rico: Is he being a jackass again?

Max: sort of

Max: look this is awkward

Rico: ?

Max V. is calling...

Rico startles, squinting down at his phone screen as he tugs at the strap of his glove with his teeth, yanking it off and pressing accept.

"Max, hey. What'd he do?"

"It is less what he did and more what he is not doing. And I would not- ugh. I would not even be telling you, but you've sort of gotten wrapped up in this whole thing, and really it's your fault that I can't finger myself anyways-"

Rico's eyebrows fly up his forehead, and he makes a gesture at his team before stepping out into the hallway. Max is lucky that he wasn't drinking anything.

"Sorry, say that again?"

Max sighs over the phone, frustrated and borderline- Rico would almost call it whiny.

"I can't- I can't do it myself, I'm not any good at it. It doesn't feel as good as when you do it, and Daniel noticed, and-"

Rico narrows his eyes, already disliking where this is headed. He's mildly curious about how many bones he's allowed to break before Max gets upset about it- better to do them one at a time and make it look like an accident? Or all at once, to really make it stick?

"Was he upset?"

"No- not really upset at all, which is kind of weird now that I'm thinking about it. He is being a dick though."

Rico can't find it within himself to be too surprised. Daniel's got all sorts of weird hangups about sexuality and Max, even after his brief interaction with Rico- which clearly wasn't enough.

"How so?"

Max huffs again, definitely whiny this time, and amusement curls in Rico's chest. It reminds him of late nights in uni, listening to Max complain about assignments over takeout boxes. He's familiar with whiny Max.

"He said if I was so hopeless about it without you, to just-"

Max goes quiet, breath hitching oddly, and Rico pauses, jerked out of his thoughts.

"Max, are you touching yourself?"

There's a soft moan over the phone, and Rico slips from the hallway into an empty bathroom, palming at his dick. The blood has rushed out of his head, phone pinned between his shoulder and ear.

"I'm sorry, yes, need it so bad-"

"Fuck, you're being so good Max. Keep talking honey, tell me what he said."

Max whimpers over the line, and Rico hears a rustling noise before he speaks again.

"He told me to just invite you over, and I could- ah, could come on your cock if I wanted it so much."

The dizzying blood rush leaves Rico gripping the edge of the sink. His sweet housemate, smart and dorky and inexperienced- he may not be a virgin anymore thanks to Daniel, but Rico knows that doesn't necessarily mean Max has been treated right.

Rico's been told he's a good partner, that his endless patience and gentleness during sex helps balance out the size of his dick. He's diligent about prep work, but Max. Max would cry about it, Rico just knows it.

Daniel's not treating him right. If Rico goes over there- he's going to need to educate. Show him why it's so much better when your partner is a sated mess, why the aftercare is the best part.

He needs to take care of Max first. He presses the heel of his palm into his shorts again, trying to decide.

He and Max have been headed down this path since the first night. Rico would be perfectly content keeping their relationship in its weird nebulous state, but he's here for what Max needs.

Max wants things to be good with Daniel, which means it's Rico's job to facilitate that- and if part of that process includes giving Max the best lay of his life, than Rico's just setting the bar of Daniel.

He breathes out slow, forcing himself to focus. At least one of them needs to be thinking.

"Do you want that? No hard feelings Max, I want you to be honest."

Max makes a punched out noise, and his voice is wavering when he speaks.

"Yes, I- but only if you also want it, I wouldn't-"

He's getting stuck in his own head, Rico can tell.

"I would love to come do that for you, Max. But I've got some time left at the gym, so you might have to wait a little longer. Are you still touching yourself?"

"Only a little bit, Rico, please- need it so bad, I want to come, I'll be good-"

Rico hums low, hand shoved into his shorts, fingers curling around the tip of his cock.

"You are being good for me. I'll be there as soon as I can, I promise. Are you going to be okay for another hour or two?"

Max whines again, needy and pitchy. Rico tries to imagine what he might look like-

"Yes, I'll be okay, I'll be good."

He knows Max is going to be good. He wouldn't be upset even if Max wasn't, because the entire thing is hot.

"I'll be there before you know it. Send me the address, yes?"

Max's shaky sigh goes straight to his dick, and his fingers are smeared with precome as he slowly jerks, careful not to be audible.

"I will, thank you Rico, thank you, I'll be good."

"You don't have to thank me for anything, Max. I want to help take care of you."

It takes him another minute or so to get through Max's haze, reminding him again to send him an address, that Rico will be there as soon as he can.

He double checks that the call is disconnected before he really gets his hand wrapped around himself, painfully hard. His brain is stuffed full of thoughts about Max- the way he fits so perfectly underneath him, the way his legs might look wrapped around Rico's waist, how it might feel for his nails to claw down Rico's back-

This might be his only opportunity to show him what good sex is supposed to feel like. Rico is going to make it stick.

------

Max is sulking, hips lazily grinding into the bed as he waits. His call with Rico had been almost an hour ago, and he's been hard ever since- every time he tried to stop thinking about it, it creeps back into his brain- along with the reminder of what he knows Rico looks like when he isn't hard.

Max should probably be using this time to stretch.

He ruts his hips into the mattress again, fingers curled in the sheets.

"Having fun?"

Daniel's voice from the doorway startles him, and Max gasps, cheeks burning as he freezes.

He can hear Daniel laugh, and then there's fingers lightly tracing across the back of his ankle.

"Well don't stop on my account babe. I was enjoying the view."

Max twists his head back into the pillows, flush with embarrassment, hyperaware of Daniel's fingers.

"Did you call Rico?"

He nods, rolling his hips again without realizing, caught up in the thought of Rico's fingers, Rico's hands, his cock inside of him-

Daniel hums lightly.

"Good."

Some part of Max is aware that Daniel's got a weird hangup about the whole thing, but he can't figure out what it is, and Daniel told him to call Rico, so Max isn't going to feel bad about that.

There's a loud buzzing noise through the apartment for a moment, and Daniel steps away, leaving a friendly little pat on the back of Max's thigh.

"Concierge is letting someone up- hope you're ready, babe."

------

Daniel has a nice condo. Rico doesn't want to think about the eye watering price tag on it, this high up in the heart of the city, but he can respect the work of whatever interior designer Daniel hired.

He's setting his keys and wallet down on the entryway shelf when Daniel comes around the corner, casually dressed in lounge clothes. It's different from the last time they'd met, when Rico had pinned him against the concrete wall, watched him pretend like it didn't make him hard.

He's looking down at him now, unimpressed.

Daniel offers him a blinding smile, completely fake.

"Rico, mate, glad you could make it."

Rico keeps his face flat, narrowing his eyes slightly as he steps forward into Daniel's space, towering over him as he rests one hand gently on his waist, leaning down next to his ear.

He keeps his voice low and soft- they don't need Max any more in the middle of this than he already is.

"I'll deal with you later."

Daniel's pupils blow wide, mouth parting as Rico gives his waist a harsh squeeze, stepping away from him.

"Where's Max."

Daniel swallows, and then he's leading them down a hallway, socks quiet against the hardwood floor. Rico can see Max as soon as the doorway comes into view- the bed is positioned to be seen from the hallway when the door is open.

He's splayed out on top of rumpled sheets, the muscles of his back flexing as he rolls his hips down into the mattress. His hair is wild in the way it gets when it's dried from the shower without styling, and Rico takes a moment to simply watch, drinking in the sight before he steps forward.

Daniel is still hovering in the doorway, and Rico eyes him, wondering how much his fragile mentality can handle.

Ultimately, Daniel's miraculous ability to get this far in life without confronting who he actually is isn't Rico's problem. He nods his head at the chair, cocking an eyebrow when Daniel pauses.

There's a thread of satisfaction in his chest when Daniel slinks over to the chair, fidgety and nervous.

Rico turns his attention back to Max. It's about teaching now- a hands on practical lesson.

He settles his palm between Max's shoulders, dragging it slowly down as his back as Max gasps underneath him, arching and twisting his head to meet Rico's eyes.

"Rico-"

"Hi, sweetheart."

Max's face is flushed, pink across his cheeks and ears, eyes glassy and wide as he grips at Rico's arms, practically dragging him into the bed.

Rico allows it, maneuvering so that his back is against the headboard, Max pressing into his lap. He steadies him with his hands across his waist, fondness lighting up his chest.

"Easy, Max."

Max frowns, lips pressing into a pout.

"Rico, I have already been waiting, I want-"

He's whiny, clearly having expected Rico to just come in and fix things.

Rico runs his hands down Max's sides, thumbs brushing over the soft skin under his ribs.

"You have to let me prep you, okay? You've been very good, waiting this long, I just need a little bit longer."

He brings one hand up, carefully cradling Max's face. They've crossed just about every line of their friendship lately, and Max gets clingy, needs reassurance- Rico's willing to take the risk that this might help.

He leans closer, carefully watching Max, still running his other hand soothingly down Max's side.

"This okay?"

Max nods, eyes blown.

"Please."

Rico's gentle with it, carefully shifting Max in his lap as he kisses him, chaste and easy until Max's mouth falls open. He's eager, focused on getting more, moving easily where Rico wants him.

He pulls back, heart tugging at the mournful noise Max makes.

He's pretty like this, perched over Rico's thighs, pale skin and lean muscle on display, pink flush down his chest.

Rico's eyes flick over briefly to Daniel, mesmerized in the chair, fingers gripping tight into the fabric of the arms. It'll be interesting to watch him fall apart over this- but he's not Rico's priority.

There's a bottle of lube on the nightstand, easily within reach for Rico, and he pressed a brief kiss to Max's lips before leaning over and snagging it.

"You're doing good for me sweetheart, keep being patient."

He arranges them so Max is laid out on his back, hands wrapped around Rico's arms. It's easy to flick to cap of the bottle, even easier to quirk an eyebrow at Daniel, a silent motion for him to pay attention.

He lets the lube sit between his fingers for a moment, letting it warm to body temperature as he leans down and kisses Max again, making his way across his jaw, down his neck.

Max presses up into it, breathy as his fingers tighten around Rico's biceps.

"Ah- feels good, fuck, please-"

Rico hums against his skin, bringing his fingers down to trace against Max's ass, kissing against his jaw.

"I know, I'm on it."

His first finger goes easy- he could probably do two right now, but that's not the point. The point is showing how prep can be good, just as good as the actual sex.

Max's legs fall open for him, gasping as Rico works his finger carefully, letting him adjust.

His nails dig into Rico's arms when he brushes against his prostate, arching up into his grip.

"Missed you, missed your fingers, I can- I can take another one, please-"

Rico grins, presses another kiss to Max's lips as he pushes in his second finger.

"So pretty for me, Max, all stretched out here on the bed- you put up with so much, don't you?"

Max blinks up at him, wiggling his hips when Rico's fingers fall still.

"Rico."

He laughs softly, scissoring them slowly inside of him.

"Really, Daniel here is very lucky you're as sweet and patient as you are, yeah?"

He deliberately looks up at Daniel, who's white knuckling the fabric of the chair with one hand, the other shoved into his pants, bottom lip caught between his teeth.

His eyes widen at being addressed, cheeks flushed. Rico scoffs, looking back down at Max.

"He's just ungrateful, Max. That's his problem to solve, not yours."

Max's head drops back as Rico teases a third finger, moaning.

"How- How many, please, I'm being good."

Rico kisses him again, appeasing.

"I want to get to four, sweetheart. You're being perfect, don't worry. I just want to make sure you're nice and ready for me- I'm not going to hurt you."

Max whines, shifting his hips to try and get Rico's fingers deeper, starting to get impatient.

"I'm ready, Rico, I want-"

Rico curls his three fingers against Max's prostate, watches him arch underneath him as he moans.

"Please, please-"

Another soft kiss to Max's collarbone, and he's carefully working the three fingers, trying to stretch him gently.

"I want you to tell me something first, yeah?"

Max's eyes flutter back open, watery and wide as he looks at him.

"Whatever you want, I'll say whatever-"

There's a smile tugging at the corners of Rico's mouth, working one of his hands up Max's chest.

"I want you to tell me that you're good, and that you deserve better."

Max's breathing stutters, confused. There's a sharp inhale from the chair, and Rico's mouth curls into a vicious smirk, tucked by Max's jaw where he can't see.

He looks up at Daniel from under his lashes, braced completely over Max as he works him apart with his fingers.

He deliberately stops moving his fingers, and Max makes a frustrated cry, gripping Rico tight enough that he's half expecting to have little fingerprints bruises tomorrow morning.

"Rico-"

He doesn't break eye contact with Daniel, speaking low near Max's ear.

"Say it, sweetheart."

Max bucks his hips impatiently, squirming under Rico. His blush has gotten darker.

"I-"

Rico lets his pinky tease at the edge of Max's rim, but he doesn't move the other three fingers.

"You're good, and you deserve better."

"I'm good-"

Rico curls his fingers directly into Max's prostate, and he chokes out a loud moan, eyes wide.

"Almost there."

His pinky slips in easily, and he carefully scissors them, testing the give.

"And I- I deserve better."

Daniel's squirming in the chair, head tilted back as he palms at his dick, and Rico doesn't know him very well, but-

"Stop touching, Daniel."

Daniel freezes, and Max squirms under Rico again, impatient.

Rico locks eyes with Daniel, smug.

"I think you know that I want you to behave- and it's not like it's hard, is it? Max is doing such a good job showing you how to be good."

Daniel gulps, mouth opening for a moment before Rico turns his attention back to Max. He's not interested in anything he has to say.

Max tugs at his arms, pulling him down for a kiss as Rico finally pulls his fingers out.

He brushes a thumb across Max's cheek, watching him pant underneath him.

He's so good- Rico has no idea how Daniel has fucked this up so bad. Max is perfect, easy to work with and eager to please.

"Want to show him how pretty you are when you get fucked properly?"

Max flushes deeper, fingers tightening across his biceps.

"Please-"

[hoeforchanniewrites]

9:43pm (c.s)

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a/n: my first completed drabble (p.s. the first draft was written in like 2022😭)

word count: ~880

content warnings: smutty smut smut, kinda bigdick!san, afab reader, dry humping, PIV, spit used as lube, no protection (wrap it before you tap it), creampie, kinda fluffy ngl (mushy ily’s and imy’s and that whole shindig)

(always let me know if i missed any☺️)

smut below the cut!↓

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“Sannie?” You mumble into your boyfriend’s shoulder.

You were on a random chair you two had stumbled upon in his room. You were sitting on top of him, slumped onto his torso as he kept a strong grip on your hips, slowly grinding against you. San had his pants pulled just far enough down his thighs to meet you where you needed him most. Your skirt bunched around your waist as he moved against you. The barrier of underwear between you now had a continuously growing dark spot from your arousal.

You had snuck off in the middle of a gathering with the rest of the members. You knew that you should probably stay and bond with them, but you and San hadn’t seen each other in forever and the libidos of the both of you were just too strong to ignore. Besides, they had each other to keep them company.

“What is it baby?” He answered you quietly.

“Fuck…I love you.” You turned your head and mumbled against his neck.

“I love you too, darling.” He responded.

Your arms loosely wrapped around his neck, resting on his broad shoulders. You moved your hand to clamp over your mouth, muffling your sounds. You stayed like that for a while, you’re soft ‘mmph’s and ‘ah’s muffled by your hand.

“Let me hear you honey.” San whispered breathily in your ear.

“But-“ You started.

A particularly well placed thrust was enough of an answer. You let your hand slip away from your lips.

“God…fuck.” You moaned softly near San’s ear.

You could both hear the boys yelling loudly, only motivating you more to let your moans become louder.

“M-more Sannie…” Your sentence was dragged out in a whimper.

“More what? Use your words.” San teased.

“I need you. Inside me. Please Sannie…” You let out shamelessly.

You mustered up enough strength to lean back and lift yourself up off his lap. His hands stayed resting on your hips. You let your hands drop from his shoulders down to the band of his underwear. Your fingers slowly slipped under the material, San's hips lifting up instinctively so you could pull his underwear down to where his pants sat. You spit onto your hand before sliding it down his dick. You spread his evident precum around his tip with your thumb.

You easily pulled your panties to side, gliding yourself against him a couple times, before slowly pushing yourself onto him. You take your time adjusting to him, slowly letting his tip slide into you, before pulling back up, and sliding back down a little further, each time taking more and more of him. You continue this until you feel you’re ready to take him all the way. You let yourself sink all the way down onto him. You let a long sigh leave your lips, slumping forward against his torso again. His hands gently caress your back with soft up and down motions.

“Can you take over Sannie?” You ask breathlessly.

“Of course. Anything for you baby.” He responds.

You feel him slowly start to move his hips, arms still wrapped around your frame. The movement of his hips becomes faster as he finds a good pace. One of his hands moves from your back to the back of your head, holding you like you were the most precious thing in the world. Which to him, you were. His thighs started to ache from thrusting, but he kept himself going just for you. He aided himself by moving your hips, syncing with his rhythm. You lean back just enough to see his face, taking your arms from over his shoulders to hold his face in your hands.

You couldn’t muster up the words to describe what you felt for the man in front of you, but just one look into his eyes was worth more than a thousand words. You lean in and plant your lips on his. Your lips move together perfectly, tongues lazily clashing. The angle was perfect now that you were sitting up, his tip easily brushing that perfect spot with each thrust. You felt that all-too-familiar feeling in your stomach.

“I’m- m’gonna cum-“ You words were barely discernible against San’s mouth.

You gasped his name into the kiss as your climax spilled over your body, setting your nerves on fire. As you rode out your orgasm, your walls fluttered and clenched around San, pushing him closer to the edge. You never broke the kiss, even as San twitched and came inside you; another familiar feeling. You broke to catch your breath, leaning your forehead against his.

“I missed you so much sweetheart….” San said.

“Mm~missed you too.” You replied.

“I could stay like this forever.” San said, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“Me too. But we have to go back at some point.” You said, a hint of sadness sounding in your voice.

“Who says?” San tests. “We could just fall asleep right here. I locked the door when we came in.”

“Well don’t you think of everything.” You laughed. “Fine. But it’s your fault if they say anything in the morning.”

“Mhm…” San agrees, holding your body closer.

No more words were spoken as you let yourselves fall out of consciousness in each others hold.

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do not rework, repost, or steal my work. thank you for reading.

[whatshouldmewrite]

Price x F!Reader | Missing Him

+18 blog MDNI

imagine you masturbating almost non-stop while your husband is away for work and can't satisfy your needs. he specifically told you not to touch yourself in his absence but you're a bratty little thing and never do as you're told.

then he makes a surprise come back home.

he finds you rocking your ass in the air while you torture your poor, sensitive and swollen clit to reach yet another orgasm.

you don't even hear the door closing or his footsteps approaching the bed--your moans are too loud. your eyes are closed as well, so when you feel rough hands grab your ankles and drag you to the end of the bed, you quickly realize the big trouble you're in. but before you can say anything, come up with an excuse, he shoves his hard cock inside of your heat and steals your breath.

he doesn't say anything.

you don't say anything.

he just fucks you with such force that your inner thighs touch the mattress.

you scream, but it's not bc of pain.

he uses one of his hands as support while he shifts his weight on your tired and feverish body. your mind is clouded by pleasure. you don't care if the whole world blows up around you, as long as your husband's cock is still pounding into your sensitive flesh.

you can sense another orgasm incoming. and you say - scream - the same thing to him.

he traps you with his bodyweight on the bed, you have no place to run away from him--from the pleasure him and only him has the right to give you. not that you mind a little roughness.

you actually crave it.

"babe--" you insist, with a whiny puff.

"i know, love" he interrupts. "be a good girl and come around my cock. do it for me, love. for me."

he was crushing you, with his actions and words, but that was also part of the pleasure: knowing he wouldn't let you go until he felt satisfied with how boneless he had rendered your body. your mind so void of thought your only instinct would be to tiredly clench around his virility for support. in every sense.

you were too tired to scream, so you just panted his name over and over until you finally came. that last one was def your best one so far, since he left months ago.

you can tell he hasn't cummed yet. he's not done with you.

he manhandles you by turning you around and grabbing you behind your knees. he raises them until your ankles are on each of his shoulders.

then, he enters you again in one swift move. you're so wet that even his big length has no trouble reaching all the way into you. his pubic hair meets yours -- he forbids you from shaving it -- with each thrust.

so deep... you think you only thought it, but his smile tells you you're so far gone into pleasure you said it out loud.

he keeps the same pace, slow and deep, but not so slow it becomes relaxing; like when one of you two, or both, can't seem to fall asleep and need to embrace the other's body and soul to find your pace again--till the next morning, that is.

when he finally comes, you had already cummed at least two to three times. it was hard to count when your vision started to get blurry.

he shifts your legs to hug his lower back and yanks you by your hips. the maneuver letting a tired cry out of your lips. he kisses them, devours them. spit is rolling down your chin and catching in his beard, but none of you care. you so don't fucking care.

"i... missed you..." you let out, before starting ugly crying.

he cradles you to his chest--when has he been able to remove the rest of his uniform?

you can't speak, not with his cock still inside of you and his hairy and reddened chest touching your hardened nipples. they feel like they're about to fall off, every little unintentional stroke is sending shivers down your spine. the good kind. it's always the good kind -- everything -- with your husband.

you're not yourself right now. you know it, and he knows it... but he doesn't shush you, either, though. he only says, cracked lips to your ear, and in the sweetest tone possible, roughened by adrenaline: "i missed you too, love. i'm here now, aren't i?"

you circle his neck and tighten your legs around him, daring him to leave you again. esp so soon.

you already miss him for when he'll be gone again...

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[michimars-room]

*leaves this at your doorstep like a stray cat*

sho with wet hair (probably in or after shower)

(its cuz I like you and your writing)

Love <3 V

hey so uhhh,,, thanks for this <3 also fuckfuckfuck it gave me another idea HSHSHHSH um i love u pls come again ♡

for all the sho lovers <3 @mototayp @vioisgoinginsane

MDNI !!!! 🌶 content

cw: shower sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up...)

Sho hadn't expected his ‘come over’ text to result in … this 😏

You let yourself into the Vagastrom's dorm, quickly rounding up the stairs to Sho's room in an attempt to avoid the other students. Knocking lightly on his door and hearing no response from the other side, you opened the door, and your eyes immediately widened in shock at the view. Sho had emerged from the bathroom, his hair dripping wet fresh out of the shower, rolling down his neck. Oh, he was going to be the death of you… You licked your lips instinctively, eyes following the dripping water down his torso and landing on the towel wrapped loosely around his hips. His mouth quirked up into a smirk, preparing to send a teasing remark your way. Before he could speak, your lips were already fiercely clashing with his in a heated kiss. Droplets of the cool water falling from his hair was a stark contrast to the fire raging throughout your body. Breathless, you both pulled away, panting slightly. Your lust mirrored back in his gaze. Pushing him back into the bathroom, he allowed you to guide him. With his towel now long gone, his arousal pressed hard against your thigh. Sho's hands scrambled to undress you, stopping you from falling to your knees - instead dragging you into the shower with him. His fingers trailed along the curves of your body, traveling lower to just where you needed them most.

God, he loved to make you beg, and beg you did. The loud moan that left your throat echoed within the bathroom walls as his calloused fingers teased your clit in small circles. He drank all your sweet sounds up with his devious lips, working you up to come apart on his fingers. Curses and pleas spilled from your lips as you shook from the intense orgasm at your core. Sho's lips were on yours again, this time softer, pushing you back onto the cool shower tiles. He slowly lifted your leg to ease himself between, giving you only a moment of reprieve before gliding himself inside effortlessly. “it's too much… fuck Sho” you mewled, clawing at his back. He let out a low raspy chuckle, “you pounced on me without a hi or hello… you wanted me that badly, begged me to fuck you and now it's too much.” Each word affirmed with relentless thrusts of his hips. His labored breathing in your ear turned into groans as your walls clamped down around him like a vice. His warmth flooded deep inside you, slowing his pace to prolong both of your euphoria. He eased himself out, and caught your unstable body from falling onto the shower floor feeling that your legs were made of jello. “Nice to see you too,” he joked with a hoarse voice. You glared at his teasing remark. “Don't be such a tease… and I won't pounce on you.” Your pout only spurred on his suppressed laugh from escaping, planting kisses all over your face and neck.

[tartagliagf]

TARTAGLIA

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 while he is on work.

a/n I apologize if there are any typos or spelling mistakes, my first fic here btw.

𝗛e was at work when he heard a notification sound from his cellphone, leaving the papers that were in his hands on the table, When he saw the video, he almost immediately felt his member twitch inside his pants, he watched and rewatched that video thousands of times.

Your fingers massaging your clit in circles for a few seconds before timidly inserting your little fingers into your wet cunt, he placed the cellphone next to his ear so he could hear the sounds that your pussy make and your pretty moans,

oh lord, your moans, his name came out of your mouth so deliciously .

He wanted to go home right away and treat you like the whore you are, sending him videos of yourself pleasuring yourself without him? How dare you.

When he finally gets home, no matter what you're doing, whether it's making dinner, cleaning, doing laundry, he'll pull you tightly by the waist, kissing you desperately. until you were separated by lack of air he would speak under his breath

– "You little hoe, can't wait f'me to get home? huh? teasing me when im at work? " he muttered watching your pretty face with lust

The harbinger tore your clothes off in the blink of an eye, unbuttoning your bra really fast, freeing your breasts. Wasting no time in spitting on them and quickly putting them in his mouth, biting and sucking, tightly grabbing the other breast.

– "Making me hard in public, making me want to bury myself in your tight pussy as fast as possible"

You moaned softly in pleasure and pain at the same time, his voice was covered in hunger and anger. Your body betrayed you, trying desperately to rub against him.

He took his hand off your breast and moved it towards your wet pussy. You could cum just from his fingers being near it. He made delicate, slow circles with his fingertips on your clit.

you moaned deliciously, you wouldn't know it but tartaglia cock was already leaking precum just from hearing your angelic noises

he slid his wet fingers through your intimacy entering inside your cunt, his movements were rough and fast, Your eyes rolled back in your head feeling that you are so so close to cumming, beautiful pearly tears came out of your eyes. Moaning softly and loud enough for a neighbor to hear, that didn't matter to you, now the only thing that mattered was how well your boyfriend fingered you.

you tried to speak but it sounded almost like a moan

– "Please baby im so close.... fuck, d-don't stop, don't stop, don't stop... "

your hips moved involuntarily riding Tartaglia's fingers you were already feeling the sensation of orgasm, until a sudden lack of contact. Tartaglia quickly removed his fingers from inside making you whine

he took off his belt in a hurry

– "Do you really think I'm going to let you cum without it being on my dick?."

his member quickly came out of his underwear so big and thick and veiny, pink tip leaking pre cum... you could get there just by looking at it.

without warning tartaglia with just one movement put all his width inside you, making the tears fall again on your cheeks, his hands in a cruel grip moved your hips quickly and painfully

– "Own so wet just for me? Does it hurt? I don't fucking care, ugh, you little brat need to be tamed so bad? huh? can't hold it in until your 𝘮𝘢𝘯 gets home? "

he started moving his own hips bullying his cock on your womb at a fast pace

he would bite you and give you kisses on your body, giving marks that would not come out in the next few weeks.

You felt your orgasm coming again and Tartaglia did too by the way your pussy contorted his cock

– "You wanna come? so beg, beg for your man to let you come."

His movements became painfully slow

– "Pleasse... please baby i wanna cum please... i need to cum so badly..."

He went back to bullying your pretty little pussy with his dick, the hand that was on your hip going to your clit making circles

– "Thats it baby cum for me..."

he whispered in your ear

you put your hands up to muffle the scream of pleasure that came out of your mouth, your eyes rolling, It was so good, so good when Tartaglia filled you, when he came home from a tiring day and took it all out on your tight pussy.

He paid attention to all your reactions as you came with a smirk on his face, He moved quickly inside you again, not giving you time to process.

"You will fucking pay f' making me hard at work" .

[melanchoire]

secretary yuna who makes everything to tease ceo reader patience to the limit, she foes to work with the shortest skirts ever and almost unbuttoned blouse just to tease you, she knew you were into women, how? she just knew it, one time alone you called her to your office, asking her to be more modest to dress bc she was distracting her coworkers, she getting up from the chair to sit in front of you on your desk and open her legs to touch herself feeling her panties getting wet “distracting them or you?” she teases, she knows you keep staring at her waaaayyy too much and even glancing at her ass when she bends over to pick up something or on a desk to talk with her friends and her skirt lifts up a bit, tired of her bratty behavior you grab her by the throat and give her pussy an spank “you want to be a slut? then i threat you like one”, yuna came multiple times from the amount of spanks on her pussy and then the violent fingering that came after making her squirt, you were so fucking wet as well just by seeing her squirm and hearing her pornographic moans, so you made her kneel to eat you out on your chair, she is so wonderful and skillful with her tongue, you end up squirting on her pretty face ruining her make up, she looked so hot that you pushed her face on your cunt once again, of course you needed more of her after this

cw:

it’s known that yuna’s style is based mostly on short and tight clothing because she loves that type of clothing and is fascinated by how it highlights her curves and the shape of her body! she knows she is hot and anyone who sees her is enchanted by her small waist and the soft curves of her hips, she is too beautiful and knows how to take advantage of it… and of course she would continue to maintain those preferences even if she had a job that required professional and formal clothing for the occasion! she may be a secretary in a sophisticated company where everyone is well dressed and never out of dress code, but tight shirts and pencil skirts are something that are added to the shopping cart of the virtual clothing sites where she buys most of her wardrobe items 🥰

yuna always makes sure to look attractive and beautiful, spending more time than allowed on her break looking at her makeup in the bathroom mirror and touching up her makeup or perfectly styled hair, when you’re in your office waiting for her to come back because you two have an important meeting in less than ten minutes and she is taking forever to “go pee” like she excused herself twenty minutes ago! she was basically trying to play with your patience and make you explode, but you wouldn’t give her the pleasure of making you angry because you couldn’t leave professionalism behind because of a simple hot secretary 😤

and no matter how much you call her attention and ask her in a kind and gentle tone to respect your company’s dress code and please start wearing dress pants or knee–length skirts, it seems that you’re speaking in another language that she does not understand because the day after your warning she appears with a much shorter skirt and a shirt with more buttons undone?? you always smiled when you heard her sweet voice call you as she entered your office with breakfast in hand, only to look up from your computer and find her wearing the shortest, tightest clothes possible… making your smile fade and you feel the need to scold her

she also doesn’t seem to mind when other employees blatantly stare at her ass and ogle her! ughhh yuna completely enjoys the looks she always gets from her coworkers, smiling smugly when she knows she is being looked at from head to toe with hunger in her eyes... and that only encourages her to dress more provocatively 🤗

and one day you finally get fed up with her unacceptable attitude and call her into your office, saying that you hope this is the first and last time you have to go to the trouble of reminding her of the company rules and the dress code that she has to follow and you wouldn’t even have to remind her because it’s more than obvious that she should comply... but apparently, yuna wants to bother you 🥰 as anon said, yuna would sit on top of the desk, spreading her legs and sliding a hand under her skirt, thinking that she can take control of the situation but forgets that you’re the authority here

pussy slapping for yuna :( as twisted as it sounds, she somehow enjoys the slapping?? she even cums because it feels so good… sorry, but painslut yuna 🙏🏻 she may be whimpering and whining every time your palm brutally impacts her pussy, but really, inside she is begging you to please continue 😵‍💫

ending it all by telling her to stop giving you excuses and false apologies and use her mouth for the only thing she's good at, which is being a whore

so yeah, it ends with your dress pants discarded on the floor, legs draped over each of the armrests of the desk chair, having your cute secretary on her knees in front of you and eating your pussy in apology for not respecting company rules and making you angry more than once <3

but even in such a humiliating position you still remain an annoying brat because she would be teasing your clit with the tip of her tongue all the time and slowing down her fingers pounding into your pussy just as you seem to be about to cum :( i’m sorry but she keeps the title of brat son of a bitch who seems to enjoy playing with your patience EVEN THOUGH it’s enough to grab her hair tightly and warn her that you will give her a stronger and more painful punishment if she continues to provoke you in this way, nut no matter how many warnings you give, she will play with your sanity anyway

[cowboyemeritus]

Can i request brat tamer aether pleasee 😩😩😩

why yes you can >:)

“This is for your own good.”

Thwack!

You jolt as Aether’s large, open hand makes contact with your ass. Mercifully, he’d removed his rings before starting, placing them on his bedside table, but the sting has tears pricking in your eyes nonetheless. Bent over his lap, you whimper, trying to wriggle away, but he holds you down easily.

“I’m sorry,” you whimper. You’re really not, but it’s so much more fun when you play your part like this.

Aether shakes his head. “Sorry’s not good enough, love. You know better than to distract the boys while they’re trying to practice.” His hand comes down again, and, not expecting it, you yelp. “Damn near ruined rehearsal, you did.”

“It’s not my fault Dew can’t keep it in his pants.” You can still feel his (and Swiss’, and Phantom’s) cum leaking out of you. “If they didn’t want to be distracted, they wouldn’t have invited me to come wa-“ Another spank, this one harder than the last two. You cry out, the pain going straight to your center. He always makes it hurt so, so good.

The large ghoul huffs out an incredulous laugh. “Making excuses now, are we?” He strokes the welt forming on your buttock with his thumb, admiring his handiwork. “I thought I taught you better than that.” This time he goes for the other cheek. There can be no way for you to sit comfortably after what you’ve done. You moan, a tear finally spilling over. “What number was that? Have you been counting like I asked you to?”

You nod, sniffling. “It was five.”

He scoffs. “And now you lie to me! What’s gotten into you?” Two strikes come in rapid succession, and a sob wrenches itself out of you.

“’S not fair!” Not that you mind. “You’re punishing me for something that’s not my fault!” This time, Aether growls.

“I can’t believe you.” He grabs at your ass hard enough that the tips of his claws dig into the reddened flesh a little. With his other hand, the ghoul pinches the bridge of his nose. “We’re starting over. Count out loud, since you can’t be trusted anymore.” In your periphery, you see his hand wind all the way back. When he hits you, it echoes off the walls. You let out a strangled cry, thrashing in his lap.

“One,” you gasp, ecstasy twisting your guts. Aether hums, satisfied by this.

“That’s more like it.”

He’s able to keep you in line for another nine strikes, alternating between sides. By the time you call out number ten, your ass burns, radiating heat and no doubt an angry shade of red. You’re entirely too close from this treatment alone, sobbing and moaning and loving every fucking second of it. Aether runs his palm over your tanned hide, soothing the skin with the faintest trace of quintessence. You shift your hips in the hopes of getting a little friction and he takes that as his cue to keep going, clucking his tongue.

“There,” he says. “Was that really so bad?”

“Fuck you,” you hiss, eager for his response. He’s quiet for a moment, then sighs, exasperated. 

“Up. Hands and knees. You clearly need more instruction.” He swats at you one more time when you remain still, and you yip, like you’re a little dog he’s just stepped on. “I’m not asking.” On shaky legs, you comply, Aether threading his fingers into your hair to help guide you, positioning you on the edge of the bed. He takes his sweet time unbuckling his belt, and when you hear his pants finally hit the floor, it’s hard to contain your excitement. You wiggle your reddened ass for him, looking back with a smirk as he spits into his hand and strokes his cock a few times, rolling his violet eyes at you. As he lines himself up, teasing the head against your opening, his tail snakes up your body, wrapping itself around your throat and squeezing. When he finally pushes inside you, it takes everything you have to not fall over the edge. Your back arches as he starts fucking you at a punishing pace, hips slamming into your tender backside. 

“Really, this is my fault,” he mutters, watching your face contort with rabid pleasure. “I clearly haven’t given you enough discipline.”

You laugh. "Clearly not."

In truth, no amount of discipline could ever be enough. Both of you love this little game far too much.

[freakied]

guys im new to tumblr but i just had a thought about pornstar!gojo that i had to share. plsss can i sit at the gojofucker table for lunch plsss ^^

pornstar!satoru who just so happens to live in the apartment next to yours. sharing a wall means you don't get to be blissfully ignorant about his profession, because he just has to be a workaholic... or sex addict if you look at it in a different light. some nights you get no sleep because of the banging of a headboard against the wall and the long drawn out moans that sound a little too real for porn. if satoru wasn't such a good neighbor (or so attractive) you'd make a noise complaint by now.

but of course you get curious one night when one of the 'co-stars' he has over is crying joyous climax. surely he's not that good, right? you don't even register your actions as you open up your laptop and search up his name.

of course you click the first link that comes up. and of course you hold your breath as the first video loads up and you find out he's a whole lot bigger than you had imagined he was. then, of course, you scold yourself for thinking about his dick size in the first place as you dip your fingers beneath the waistband of your pyjama pants to touch yourself in time to the thrusts of his cock into someone else.

you have him on full view in the video in front of you, and the sounds of him fucking some girl into her third or fourth orgasm of the night just beyond the thin walls of your apartment. but the video in front of you ends and so you click on his profile and press play on the first thing that comes up because you're horny and in need of visual stimulation.

but you realize once the video starts up that it isn't a recorded porn video, it's a livestream: a cam show. you're watching your neighbor fuck some girl stupid while you're on the other side of the decorated wall in his background fucking yourself dumb on your fingers wishing it was him.

hundreds of people are watching, too, but none of them are hearing it in real time. feeling the walls vibrate each time the headboard hits it. none of them are going to wake up in the morning and bump into him in the hallway. he'll tell you good morning and get that sheepish look on his face because he knows he's loud when he cums and you look too tired to have slept through his orgasm.

you time your climax with his. release all over your sticky fingers when he cums deep in the girl he's got pinned into a mating press beneath him. you then realize, of course, that you'll never be able to look your neighbor in the eyes ever again now that you've watched him drain his balls into someone else, and you close your laptop lid to sleep.

you swear it will never happen again.

until it does.

the next night you're sitting on your couch with your laptop open. sitting in the waiting room of his cam show, a little 'thehonoredone will be live soon!' notification lighting up your screen as you make sure your toy is charged.

when there's a knock on your door, and you get up to answer it in your horny-brain-fog state just to swing the door open to satoru gojo, who is asking if he can borrow a laptop charger because his broke and he really can't have his laptop die in the middle of his... work meeting.

and you're so bashful seeing him, especially after what you did to yourself whilst thinking of him the night prior, that you don't even think about it, you just let him in! and the man you've now seen cum ropes is stepping into your apartment just to see your laptop (and vibrator) left laying on the couch. with his camshow waiting room open.

you'd be mortified if you had the time to be. because you don't know how or why it happens, but within minutes satoru's scheduled solo show turns into a marathon sex stream. 'SEEING HOW MANY TIMES I CAN MAKE MY NEIGHBOR CUM' is streamed live to hundreds of people who are all doing what you did last night, as they watch you get folded in half and fucked mean.

the screen doesn't even do it justice. he's big and rough but gentle in a way you can't think of the words to describe because the tip of his cock keeps kissing your cervix over and over again. the hands that you've only felt once when you shook his hand in greeting are now physically holding your thighs up so he can get deeper inside of you.

you learn a few things about your neighbor that night: like how he loves it when you say his name. and how he bites when he cums, sinks his teeth into your neck or shoulder or your chest when he spills into you just to fuck it deep and keep going. he also points out to you, when he whispers low in your ear so none of his viewers can hear, that every single person he's brought over to fuck, resembles you in some way or another.

you learn that they're all so loud because he really is just that good, but also because he wanted them to be loud. he wanted you to hear them get fucked mindless so that you'd get all hot and bothered at the thought of it happening to you too!

you also learn, as he fucks you through your last orgasm (sixth, by the way), that stumbling in on you gearingup to watch his pornm wasn't a mistake. he saw your name in his audience list... plus, he heard you time your orgasm with his lat night.

the walls are thin, after all.

i made a part 2!!!!

[fairy-angel222]

𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

He’s so cocky at first, smirking when you bottom down on his length. “Think you can handle it baby? Take your time if you need to kay? I know it might be too much f’ you.” He chuckles.

You raise a brow in amusement. “Oh i can handle it baby, can you?” Was what you’d first said. And that question hadn’t changed since.

His lips parted in breathy groans and heavy breathing as his hands find your waist. Lips red and swollen from biting them as his eyes looked up at you almost pleadingly. “F-fuck baby.. you’re— shit, going so f-fast. Wanna slow d-down hmm?”

You smile widely, back arching as you lean down to kiss his jaw softly. Giving a false hum in thought. “Mmm.. you can take it.” He lets out the most cry like moan, head falling back into his pillow as his hips jerk upwards. Body trembling lightly when his eyes met yours.

“Shit— please baby. You d-don’t know how fucking- haah.. how fucking tight she’s grippin’ me right now.” He was referring to the way your snug walls stroked up and down his length with every harsh bounce of your hips. “I’m gonna— o-oh fuck, gonna cum again.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the crack in his voice. Your head tilted to the side as you coo teasingly. “Yeah? Gonna be a good boy n cum f’ me baby?”

He chuckles shakily, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as his cock twitches inside you. “God i fucking love you— ahh, even when you’re milking my cock like you hate m-me.” His senses were heightened, ears picking up the every squelch on your sopping pussy and his cock feeling every ridge of your gummy walls.

He lost it when you began rolling your hips sensually. Your thighs sticking to his at the mere amount of slick that joined you two. Your wetness and his cum seeping between your folds and down his girth, turning your skilled movements sloppy as you rut your hips.

You brought a hand to his face, using your nail to brush his hair off of his sweaty forehead. “C’ mon.. let it all out.” You smiled sweetly, eyes holding a dark glint when his eyes turn teary. Small beads of water pooling at his lids before he’s crying out your name.

Overly sensitive cock aching as he spills yet another load into you. Pumping the thick white substance till you’re pumped full. The rest of the substance spurting back onto him at the lack of space.

You let out a moan, “Wow baby- there’s so much. Might.. might just be your biggest load yet.” You were getting tired, but you’d never let him know that. You swear you hear him whimper when you capture his lips with yours slowly beginning to rock your hips again.

“Shit— don’t think- d-don’t think i can give you any more baby. Feels like my cock’s gonna f-fall off.” He panted, trying to keep himself together when he felt you jerking him off with your smug walls again. A small tremble raking through his body each time your ass landed back down.

His hand left your waist to cover his reddening face. Unable to hide the cherry shade of his ears and neck as he whimpered yet again. Choking out a string of moans with tears staining his cheeks when you shush him gently, “‘S only one more baby, give me one more.”

You were the only one with the ability to truly break Satoru if you tried.