#god they put their whole pussys into editing his eyes

[loveanddeepdick]

nerd!nanami halloween edition

batman & catwoman

nerd!nanami who helps you into your costume. it was supposed to be a surprise but there was so much tight latex you had no choice but to ask him for help. gojo had invited you to his annual halloween party in his penthouse and nanami reluctantly accepted the invitation.

“honey.. are you sure this thing is made for.. humans? it looks like a medieval torture method,” nanami grunts as he pulls the latex up your legs, “are you in any pain—shit! are you in any pain, dear?”

“no, no, kenny! just get it on my arms and we’re all done!”

“i might have to oil you up, dear..” he chuckles wholeheartedly before he pauses, realizing his innuendo.

“… okay ken,” you giggle, slapping his arm.

nerd!nanami who finally gets the whole costume on you after another hour while his batman costume only took a max of five minutes to pull on.

“i think i look silly, dear,” he runs his hands over his hair before putting on the black mask, his face dwarfing the spirit halloween accessory. he was just ginormous in all ways.

“you don��t look silly! i think you look very handsome,” you smile, rubbing a hand over his biceps under the black shirt. he refused to wear anything too silly, opting for a black batman shirt and black sweats along with the mask.

you two stood before your bathroom mirror as you giggle excitedly at the sight. you whipped out your phone, taking what seemed like a thousand photos of him before you two left for gojo’s halloween party.

nerd!nanami who tries his hardest to hide his boner at the party. he was a reasonable man, of course he let you go have fun and party with your friends. but that didn’t stop him from keeping a possessive eye on you.

he couldn’t believe it. his girlfriend. his catwoman. he used to pray for a day like this to come. he had to pinch himself to realize it wasn’t a dream and that you were indeed real, a goddess in his eyes.

nerd!nanami who doesn’t last for another thirty minutes seeing you in that costume, pulling you to a guest bedroom in gojo’s penthouse where you two usually stayed if you crashed there.

you gasped as he pressed you down against the bed.

“hold on, kenny i’ll just—“

you try to take off the panted pants yourself until your hear a loud stretch and a rubbery rip. you shriek, eyes widen as you look back and he’s got the spandex in two pieces, baring your thighs and pussy to him.

“please, honey.. i need you now,” nanami groaned, pushing his hand along your back to guide you back onto your stomach.

gojo’s sheets were always cotton, thank god. they’d be easy to wash after this.

nerd!nanami who has your head pushed into the pillows as he plows your pussy from the back, spanking your ass to watch them move like water.

“fffuck, baby.. you feel so good”

nanami groaned as he leaned forward, angling deeper inside you as his cock reached what seemed like you stomach.

“kennnn.. so big!”

“shh, shh i know, i know, baby, just take it,” he grunted as he felt you clench at his words, reaching down to rub your clit as he watched you drool onto the pillow.

“i-im gonna—ah! i’m gonna!”

“you’re gonna what, honey? use your words”

“i’m gonna cum, kennnn”

he was never the one to tease you or enjoy watching you like this, but something inside him snapped when he watched you stumble over your words, whining to try to find your sense of mind when you went dumb on his cock.

“cum for me, baby, c’mon, i know you”

“fffuck! ken!”

your pussy held his cock like a vice and shit, thank god he wasn’t batman cause he would never be saving the world since he has you waiting at home.

he shot thick, creamy ropes of cum deep into your pussy, warmth filling you up as you sighed contently. he pulled out, admiring you for a minute, watching as his cum spilled out. he was about to get up to clean you until he saw you subtly wiggle your hips, the sight of your plump ass, your ruined pussy, your legs only half covered in spandex, fuck it only made him hard again.

he leaned in, spreading you open, watching your gaping, twitching holes before licking a stripe over them as you shivered

“honey, how about i clean you up, hm?”

[wonryllis]

candy, you're like a drug (m) | sim jaeyun.

PREVIEW. where jake teaches you how to blow him behind the bleachers just before his soccer practice, unable to resist the charm of you in a cheerleader outfit. well it's not like he has to resist you anymore, you are finally officially his girl.

FEATURING. simp sim jaeyun(jake) with his obsession fem!reader(candy) from WATERMELON SUGAR . . this can absolutely be read as a standalone but i would still suggest giving the full fic a read, if you like this.

WORD COUNT. 3140 edited but don't come at me.

WARNINGS. SMUT MDNI!!!!! blowjob obviously, face fucking, dacryphilia, corruption kink, handjob, reader's a crybaby kinda, pussy rubbing but brief, mentions of eating pussy, voyeurism slightly, jake's mind is literally a museum of dirty thoughts about you. he's way too obsessed with you, he swears a lot and cums a lot, hand in hand. jake is real sweet trust. psst! sunghoon thrid wheeling oh. and that's all i think? idk if it's good i hope y'all like it!

★ YEONIE NOTES. this took so long im sorry guys, pls enjoy and leave comments and feedback i'd love to know your thoughts and yes im still open to doing more drabbles for them!

cheerleader… not a bad idea, you could definitely make use of it

“oh my god candy, you're gonna be the death of me!” jake pulls you away, dragging you to the back of the bleachers, his cock already rock hard and throbbing with need.

“don't you like it? i thought cheerleaders dressed like this,” you pout at him, fiddling with the ends of the literally shortest skirt of your closet.

“i love it baby, but you can't just show up to practice like that, how am i gonna be able to concentrate when all i can think of is fucking you,” he groans scanning over your figure again and again, it's like you brought out a hidden desire he didn't even know he had. he'd win every game for you if you were to cheer by the stands like this, the adrenaline of getting to ruin your perfect outfit and your perfect makeup after, putting him on a winning streak.

“teach me to suck you off,” jake loses his mind when you get down on your knees, pushing your hair out of the way and looking up at him through your lashes, doe eyes driving him crazy.

“shit baby, i will,” oh he's so going to corrupt you.

. .

“you okay baby? do your knees hurt too much?” he asks once it settles in that you are doing this here and right now. heart pounding against his ribs so hard, he feels it ringing in his ears. his eyes cast down to the place your knees meet the rough ground and he internally grimaces and scolds himself for letting your soft skin scrap against dirt like this.

“let me just put this down f’ you,” taking off his varsity jacket immediately, he spreads two fold on the ground, pressing his hands on it to make sure it's cushioned enough for you. being glad of the fact that he hadn't taken the jacket off for the practice before you came to give him the surprise.

you smile sweetly at his actions, moving onto the jacket and letting your knees rub against the same cloth you watched him wash just yesterday. his precious jacket that he always took extra care of.

“so? how do i do it?” jake’s eyes quiver, orbs darkening as the lust takes over. blood rushing down quick at the dirty insinuation behind the innocent words that leave your mouth. drunk on the way you already seem so into it.

“take it out first,” he tries not to falter and just moan his heart out when you already jump at pulling his pants and boxers down before he's even finished speaking. holding his breath while he watches you watch his cock slap against his lower abs and then reach out to gently grasp it. mouth instinctively slacking open when he twitches in your grip and slowly bringing him close. a wet smooch at the tip that makes his whole body shudder and release a thick glob of precum, confusing you if he just came, your eyes instantly shooting up to look at him to which he just nods his head telling you to go on. put it in your mouth. his gaze speaks, air dense with anticipation.

“go on baby⁠— fuckkkkk oh god,” fuck fuck fuck, it feels way too good, cock laying heavy against your hot tongue, the softness of your mouth inside feeling like a tight pouch of warmth engulfing him in the most pleasurable way possible.

“just s-suck on it like your lollies,” jake groans, uttering the words through his clenched teeth. just a minute into you trying to give him head and he already feels like busting a nut. god how long has he dreamt of this exact moment and how many times. how many dreadful nights of fisting his cock imagining it was your tiny warm mouth around him, sucking him hard and sloppy like you do with those watermelon lollipops all the damn time in front of him. those torturing times, oh he can't believe he survived it to actually know what it feels like to be inside your mouth.

his hair sticks to his forehead, feeling the sweat drip as he breathed hard with every experimental suck. hands reaching down to push the strands of hair that fall forwards away from your face. thumb caressing your the skin under your eyes as you look up and into his brown orbs. holding eye contact with a dazed doe look that drives him crazy. the touch of your small hands stroking what you can't seemingly fit inside, lips always coming back to suck on his tip, like slurping dripping candy. he felt crazed, insane, and lunatic for still craving so much more of you.

“yeah fuck candy, just like that,” he pants, head tilting back as he gasps for air, everything around him tuning out at the realization of having you on your knees for him.

“shit!” the sudden feeling of you gagging around him after trying to take him all in makes jake jerk forward in a shudder.

it doesn't take him another second to decide that, that's it. he can't control himself anymore and absolutely needs to fuck your mouth, push so deep into your throat it leaves the imprints of his cock and make you so cock drunk all you ever think about when you gulp is him him and just him.

“push my thighs if gets too much—” one of his hands thread into your hair in a makeshift half pony to hold your head firmly and the other squeezing below his tip hard to hold himself from nutting before he gets to the real thing, wanting to drag this out even though he knows sooner or later someone will come searching for him, noticing the quaterback’s absence the moment one pays a tad bit of attention.

jake has never been the one to skip practice and especially not for something indecent like this. being late is not in his veins and keeping his varsity duffle bag at the stark front of the bleachers; his all time habit, always eager to make his presence and determination known. so the fact that he can't be spotted anywhere in the field with his bag resting exactly where it is every time, is more than enough of a reason to have the whole team searching around for him. however, in all honesty, you being an exception to all of jake's rules(as it has always been) all he hopes for is not being caught no matter how much the thought of it arouses him. he can't let people see this pretty you. wanting to gatekeep you to the very last bits. hence, this blowjob is way more important, and practice and his team can just wait a few extra minutes.

he starts off slow at first, thrusting careful and steady, to let you adjust to it. ten, nine, eleven, eleven, trying to count sheep in his head not to lose his cool too quick. shit shit shit, it's okay, it's all good.

it works for a while, even if his counting is fucked over like him, it works for a short fleeting while. maybe a minute or two or three, he has no idea but it's too brief of a time to be called as holding back.

he takes one look at you. just one look, at the way you already seem to be struggling, drooling all around him with your doe eyes all wide and teary, a few drops slipping out with each thrust of him. you are a crybaby for sure and maybe it would've annoyed him if it were someone else but come on it's you. he already imagined you to be a crybaby and god did it turn him on beyond expectation, though he didn't think you'd actually be one, and he definitely never thought he'd love it so so much when you cried for him. eyelashes wet and batting at him, doing whatever it takes to keep your eyes open and trained on him.

if he knew it was because the first time you fucked, he asked you to keep your eyes on him and you thought he liked it when you did it, hence forcing your hooded eyes to stay on him right now.. jake would lose his mind into the depths of hell and into the sins of lust.

the whimper you let out when his cock hits the back of your throat makes him buck his hips forward once, and at realization of how you're struggling and yet not pushing him away because you want it just as much as him, his grip on your head tightens before he starts thrusting frantically like a madman. albeit, at the back of his subconscious he's still holding back, knowing you're not yet ready to handle his true lost self.

“i swear, you're trying to kill me,” his voice strains with the amount of moans and groans he held back all time to make sure people don't find him.

back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. jake's hips fall into a rhythm of their own as he swears out all the curses known to mankind at the back of his mind. feeling so good, it makes him question if all the sex he had until you was actually some real sex or just some otome simulation he played.

there's no way something as simple as this and something where he has to be sane enough to hold his demons in check could feel so damn ecstatic.

his eyes shut tight at the feeling of his orgasm creeping in quick. not wanting to overwhelm you by coming deep inside your throat, yet not being able to stop the frenzied thrusts: desperate and erratic. fucking you had him fighting demons but having your mouth on him also has him fight demons, though a level lower, but feeling like his life would be sucked out of him.

and if there's anyone who he'd actually let sucking his life out of him, it'd be you. one whine of his name and he'll fold to give you his cock anytime and anywhere.

“fuck candy, ‘m so close,” jake's strokes falter into sloppy movements when you suck in your lips to squeeze him tighter showing no signs of pushing at his thighs and just letting him hold your head in place and use you as he pleases.

just as he feels the first twinge of coming undone, jake quite literally forces himself out, gritting his teeth and holding his breath as he pulls away mumbling out a rough fuck while staggering in his steps.

“jerk me off, wanna finish on your face, wan to paint your pretty little cheeks and your cute little tongue with my cum,” he mutters, guiding one of your hands to his cock as one of his own moves to hold your jaw and squeeze your cheeks to keep your mouth open. thumb rubbing against your lower lips while he bites his own at your hands returning to stroke him like you did before. brows furrowing and heart thumping loud as his orgasm builds up again.

he's gonna cum so much and jake knows because it starts to hurt. and like the masochist he is, he heightens it by bringing his other hand to hold his cock over your small slick ones,”twist it like this under the head,” he says squeezing and moving his hands in twists to show you just how he likes it. and lord do you get it so well, twisting harshly just under the head like he said and then pulling at it. it's honestly a mysery to jake how he's lasted this long and not just cum in the first two minutes of you touching him. perhaps his experience comes to some use, but then even his experience can't help him from nutting in just merely twenty minutes. the time he so struggled to calculate just a couple seconds before he lets the pleasure take over and the hot spurts of cum shoot out on your tongue and all over your face.

“mhmmm fuck baby fuckkkk—” jake hisses, biting down on his lips hard as his whole body spasms with pleasure, ropes of cum spilling out the tip, pushing his hips in quick thrusts into your fist.

and even though jake has perhaps sworn a million times that he's not a voyeur, that he does not feel his entire being ascending into the holy sins at the prospect of being watched with you, especially anyone besides him, watching you, he swears he has sworn on it a good damn gazallion times. yet when he spots a boggled and overwhelmed sunghoon, gaping and gawking in the corner, the intrigue and hunger in his obscure gaze evident along with his obvious boner; jake feels a second orgasm coaxed out of him in another spurt of cum that lands directly on that spot on your lips he loves to rub his fingers over.

fuck. that's all jake can think of watching sunghoon realize he was caught and immediately rushing off. since when was that prick watching? he better not have gotten a look at your teary eyes and heard the little whines you let out.

he doesn't let it bother him too long though, he'll deal with it when he gets back to the field.

what he now wants to focus on is you and only you.

running his thumb over the splashes of cum and smearing them on your lips, inserting his fingers into your mouth and telling you to suck before he's pulling you up by your waist and holding you tight against him. his cock rubs against the fabric of your skirt, twitching with sensitivity at the touch but he pays it no mind. his own lips hovering over yours as he speaks in a whisper,”are you okay? did i hurt you somewhere?”

you shake your head in denial and jake heaves a sigh of relief, proceeding to tame your hair back to how it was before. palms caressing your head softly, and fingers threading through the strands all gentle and slow. not wanting this moment with you to end. his lips lock with yours in the midst of it as his hands fall down to your waist again. kissing with so much fervor and desperation, it makes you rub your thighs together to get some kind of a friction. and jake notices it for his hand had moved to play with the ends of your short skirt, knuckles loosely brushing against the back of your thighs that fidgeted every time he sucked on your tongue or nibbled on your lips.

“oh, my baby seems bothered,” pulling away to whisper it against your lips that chase his own for more.

“what do you want? tell me and i’ll give it to you,” jake grins, watching you struggle out of embarrassment,”come on candy, use your words,” it's so cute, should he just touch you or should he take his time cooing at your fumbling self.

“w- want yo—”

“well since you aren't gonna say it,” he picks up his jacket from the ground and brings it up to your face to wipe off his cum from your cheeks. pushing against the plump of your skin to make your lips pout out and one of your eyes close.

“want you to touch me too,” you whine.

“where baby? you gotta tell me,” he teased further, booping your nose before putting his jacket back on him.

“here,” jake’s breath hitches when you guide his hand down to touch you over your panties, the fabric so damn wet you might as well have cum untouched. the prospect of that being true turns him on beyond what's humanely possible. you cumming untouched while he fucked your mouth, god the thought of it makes him crazy. but thinking back on how sunghoon wandered in, it's better to leave it at this for now. can't have more people getting the opportunity to see you.

“here? my baby wants me to touch her pussy?” there's so much more he wants to say, but he knows if he says it now there's no way he won't be getting rock hard again and completely ditching practice.

his fingers press hard into your folds while he rubs around, his other hand squeezing your ass and his face buried in your neck, inhaling the scent of your shampoo as he bites and nibbles on the skin there.

“i’m sorry candy, but you'll have to wait until after practice. want to take my time eating you out. want to make you cum at least three times,” and make you squirt, he wants to add but man does the thought of it make his dick twitch, speaking it out loud would just make him squirt a pump of cum.

he slips his fingers inside to gather your wetness, sliding two fingers between your folds before taking it out and putting them into his mouth,"fuck, love the way you taste,”he groans. his favorite candy in the world. his drug, candy.

jake spends another minute rubbing you over your slick panties and letting his other hand on your ass move all over and grope you wherever he can. he makes sure it's just enough to have you craving his touch the entire time you wait. feeling jealous over the thought that having you wait for him by the bleachers would give sunghoon a view of you too. and knowing his friend, he probably won't have any innocent thoughts about you after what he walked into.

“come on now let's go,” it takes a great deal of self constraint for jake to pull away but alas it will only be fruitful once he gets through practice and has all the time in the world to pleasure you.

he helps you fix your appearance and dusts off his jacket and pulls up his pants before he leads you back out into the field where everyone waited for him.

“wait for me here,” he says, bringing you to his bag where he takes off his ‘thisisneverthat’ shirt to put on his jersey with a smug grin lacing his lips. placing his jacket on your lap to cover your pretty legs, if he could he would just burrito you with a blanket and th— no sim that's creepy.

“I'll be back before you know it,” bending down to place a chaste kiss on lips and forehead, he promises. jogging away to the middle of the field and taking his position beside sunghoon. it feels like there's a spark of tension between them from what you catch, but perhaps you're just thinking too much, they're good friends aren't they?

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[r0-boat]

That time of the month guys, You know what I must do...

Whb Kings on your Period

All Kings x AFAB! reader NSFW No sex just extremely suggestive... Blame three individuals

....Wait a minute... If Lilith makes the kids does that mean demon women don't have periods? Probably looking too much into it...

Edit: This is supposed to be a fun post, But at the end of this, I went down several rabbit holes... Please don't be like me don't think 😭

Cw: mentions of pussy eating (You probably know who it is already lol), no . Suggestive,(alluding to sex on. But never happens because demons are fucking weird)

Satan

You're different somehow every month, and he can't put his finger on it. But your short-tempered rage makes him giggle like a teenager and kick his feet. You have such a low tolerance, super BS, and he loves that. And he wants to know why he never smelled this off Solomon before, so it must be you that's different. When Satan asks you, you sigh and put your hands to your mouth before giving him a 20-minute explanation.

...Holy shit? You're what now??? He thought humans creating little people it was crazy now what you're telling him is that humans have the power to shed their skin from the inside and shit it out??? Can he see it?!

... The mental image, He had and the real thing was not what he expected are you okay Oh my God there's so much again. He never wants to see that much blood come out of you ever again. The way you made this man fear more than any angel by that explanation alone. The way you have this man scampering to a human store to get whatever you ask to help ease the pain even if it's just for a little.

When he tells you that demon women don't have periods He swore your rage was emanating off you and Leviathan could probably feel you're jealousy from all the way in Hades.

Hi I think Satan using a period cramp simulator would be very funny and very entertaining...

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Satan: Would have the worst periods known to woman. The streets of Gehanna are deserted because the moment something slightly inconveniences her a whole building is collapsing. I wouldn't blame her, her period cramps will hurt worse than Gabriel stabbing a sword through her uterus before punching her in the gut.

Mammon

He'll buy you literally everything. It doesn't matter if you use tampons pads or cups because he's already bought everything. He's either got it from Lucifer or you made an offhand comment about it and he did his own research. He's very proud that he's prepared for his master.

Like he'll already get you everything But when you're on your period you actually have a reason to accept all his things especially if it's junk food. This is awesome! You're letting him pamper you!!! He wishes you can have periods all the time!

(one explanation later) What the fuck? Never mind. Aren't you scared of running out of blood?

He wish he could grant you something that take the way the pain and discomfort easily but Tartaros never really had that problem so they don't really have any solutions. Instead he'll just stick to spoiling you with food.

Watching Mamon's eyes go wide when he sees how much a tampon soaks up water is pretty funny.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Mammon: She hates it. She hates it so much that she spends the money and resources to immediately either go to the human world or recreate a Depo shot or an implant to get rid of it. And she regularly changes it when she has to.

Leviathan

He smelled blood and he thought you were going to get killed. He was literally ready to die protecting you. He was so angry that he got worked up over nothing at first until he saw how much pain you were in.

Beelzebub

Why does your body insist on doing something that harms itself Is it stupid or is your body hating you. If you insist on being useless then you can just lay in bed!

After the initial Levi snark is gone he comes back to check on you. He actually looks really worried and thinks you might die. Freaking out frantic calls tulucifer after initial back and forth Lucifer insists that what they're feeling is normal.

All of the novels will be looking after you He doesn't want you leaving the bed just in case you might trip and die or accidentally get yourself hurt. He genuinely thinks you might die.

He will silently open your door stare at you and see if you're doing all right and then close the door, Rinse and repeat until you either yell at him ask him what he's doing. He will either respond with arguing back.

Bonus non-canon:

Fem!Leviathan: when she's on her period you literally will never see her. She's so glad She connected her bathroom too her bedroom. It's because she sheds her scales she's not joking. She actually does shed her scales on her period Will she show you fuck no. The moment she starts bleeding you're never seeing her again until she stops.

Honestly he was zoning out through half of your explanation until you mention the actual 'bleeding' process. Then you just see him lean inward putting his chin on his hands. So you're telling him... There is a way to consume you without hurting you?

This fucker has to stay away from you 10 ft away. He is SOOOO on board with eating you out. Keep Guy 10 ft away from you He would be absolutely no help except for maybe eating junk food and bringing you snacks.

He will laugh at your horrid, disgusted face because he just loves your cute little reactions. He raises his hand during the lecture on human anatomy to the Kings, and you told him to put his hand back down because you're not answering any of his batshit questions because you know it's going to be the second worst thing you've ever heard.

Bonus non-cannon:

It's okay though he'll never remember you period though he will always know because he could smell it (insert that one meme) he'll deadass forget that humans can bleed like that and occasionally get scared to smell blood on you before remembering.

He's still this day wonders about us question "if He sucks it all out Would the period be over?"

Fem! Beel: she's lost so much of her cute underwear from being forgetful. I could definitely see her getting an implant or Depo so she doesn't have to remember, but she kind of already forgets her appointments, too.

Lucifer

Human menstrual cycle...He's not stupid He was part of the creation when God made humans to breed with one another. He not only sees it as a normal thing but something special that human women have that sets them apart from demons and angels.

He doesn't understand your disgust and hatred by something explicitly given to you and all human women by God.

He offers to change your mind as he gets on his knees and you start adamantly declining and screaming. Now he really is confused....

About half of the other devils are defending your case when Lucifer brings it up at the next meeting. Though it's so split down the middle they end up discussing that topic another time.

As an 'apology' he gives you a basket with a bouquet of white lilies, painkillers and some cut fruits with card telling you to not eat unhealthy foods since it tends to make the cramps worse. And he hopes you get better.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Lucifer: human female menstrual cycle yeah don't they also molt their feathers? No that's just an angel thing?? So demons also don't molt their feathers molting feathers is just an angel thing??? Other she would be super chill on her cramps, she doesn't even care.

Belphegor

The most normal, You want somewhere to rest? Lucky for you his bed is the softest in all of hell he'll make sure to take good care of you and by taking care of you he means sleeping and cuddling with you while his subordinates do all the work.

Periods actually sound like a pain in the ass He hopes he never has one You're absolutely welcome too crash at his place He understands completely about how things might be more irritating when you're constantly in pain.

Belphegor Actually really likes You're listlessness as much as he likes hard work He doesn't mind when you succumb to his sin a little bit. Especially when you're looking so cute laying on top of him. His phone screen is a picture of you smooshed against his chest with a hand on your head.

Another excuse to binge anime that he doesn't want to watch alone is a win in his book. He'll let you watch some of your favorites as well. He's not picky.

Beleth is in heaven taking care of and pampering you and his majesty. He just wish he could have you to himself for 'private' time.... menstruation? Lol a little blood isn't going to scare him.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Belphegor: Nope... The last time they had their first period was when they first woke up, never again... A thousand years of menstrual pain almost put her back to sleep. Ever since she'd been dying trying to get rid of this thing causing her pain as soon as she heard Lucifer can do implants and depots She was the first one who got it. If she ever gets off at again she'll experience the same exact piercing pain she felt.... but That sounds like a problem for her future self.

Asmodeus

He completely compliance but doesn't really understand He still doesn't. After having a wife who had to deal with periods. It's a complete natural thing for the human reproductive system. And oh boy you bet he knows all about that

"You know if you really don't like it I used to have a cure that can take it away for 9 months, Would you like one? Hahah just kidding dear!"

Asmodeus 🤝Lucifer🤝Beelzebub(I think you can fill in the blank)

In all seriousness he really doesn't understand why humans don't like something that's completely natural He understands devils because devils are just naive beings in general and only certain high level angels Who worked with God don't care...

Another Tally on the board that what Asmodeus has that human men lack. Apparently basic women anatomy knowledge.

As much as he would love to take care of you again since he hasn't done that since his last wife. He doesn't think the Kings fully trust him yet so presents it is. He can tell what phase in your cycle by just scent alone, and that's scary.

Bonus non-canon:

Fem!Asmodeus: She doesn't give a fuck You better be on top of her or else she's going to have a problem. She always feels so horny her period.She's horny all the time

"It's going to be a bloodbath >:)!"

"please stop saying that..."-MC

[he-goes-down]

I'm gonna give it to you straight, i want smut. I want Izzy's face SAT ON by the reader.

That's it, thank you

You’re literally my twin omg - sorry if its dookie

Masterlist

Too Funky

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x reader

Warnings: oralF! Recieving

Second Person POV:

Izzy laid on the bed on his back, as you were by the closet searching for clothes the wear. The bed was quiet close to the closet so you would take an occasional seat on the edge laying your clothes next to each other and throwing the best ones in one pile and the second best back into the closet. Izzy continued to rest in his back, his head close the edge resting next to your thigh, looking up at you from an upside down point of view. He watched everything you did quietly and intently. He was normally like that before doing something mischievous, but you didn’t pay much attention to his actions before he did something. You stood up again, putting a few hangers back and then getting new ones out, before sitting back down again.

You gasped as felt Izzy’s nose brush against the fabric that clothed your heat. You immediately tried to stand up straight so that you wouldn’t suffocate him. But he had his hands firmly placed on your thighs holding you down. You had thought nearly sitting in his face was an accident, seemed like he planned this. “Izzy!” You shrieked, trying to hover over his face and not plant your self on him with your whole weight. The feelings of his nose so close to your heat made your area start to pool with wetness. You had finally gotten out of his grasped, turned on your heel and looked at him, he was still lying down with a pleading look on his face. His eyes desperate and filled with lust. You looked back at him with the same lust and desire, telling him that he could continue his plans. He took a hold of your thighs again from the back and dragged you closer to his face again. He maintained eye contact as he squeezed your thighs and soon you could only see his neck as his mouth and nose were hovering so close to your wet core. “Sit.” He spoke, the words hitting of your clothed pussy and sending shivering through you. A small whine escaped you in response to the feeling. You had never actually really sat on his face before, you had hovered and had him devour you in different positions, but you were scared of putting your whole weight on him. “Izzy! Fuck… please, what if I hurt you.” You spoke in concern but still having that teasing feeling of him underneath you. “ I don’t fucking care.” He said. God he was so fucking crazy for you, especially when he got close enough to taste you, all his morals and self control were out the window.

Izzy began to press his face up into you, and start kissing the fabric of your pants, making you whine and moan at the amazing feeling. But shit it wasn’t enough for him. He got out from under you and started to quickly rip off your pants and start to kiss your clit through laced panties. It still wasn’t enough, he wanted you to suffocate him, he didn’t care, he wanted to be gasping for air but only taste you in return. He went to lie on the bed properly in the middle and beckoned you over. You kissed eachother passionately while Izzy’s hands trailed to your hips and began to take off your panties. “Please…” he spoke between kisses. You stopped the kiss in order to know what he wanted so bad. “Please, baby, just fucking sit on my face.” He said it straight to the point, all the while his hand was about to explore your pussy. You whined at the feeling of him touching you as he begged to give you pleasure. “What if I hurt you?” You said with worry. “ I don’t fucking care.” He begged. If he was on death row you would be his last meal. You breathed a shaky exhale and agreed to try.

Every piece of clothing was off, your legs next to his head, hovering over his face. Feeling his hot breath on you made you shiver, making you even wetter. “Sit.” He commanded. You lowered your self on his face, your core muscles working as you didn’t put you full weight on him. His nose pressed against your clit, his mouth parted and he licked in between your folds. His tongue teased your soaking cunt. You felt his breath hard on you, in frustration. Then inhaling before taking your hips roughly and pulled you down, having you fully use his face like a chair. It set something off in him and he began to ravish you. Sucking, kissing, biting,licking. Getting more and more aggressive and desperate at eating you as you moaned his name loudly. “Izzy…” you moaned, trying to get a bit further from his face as he hadn’t taken a breath in ages. But he pulled you back down with even more force. “I said sit.” You heard him growl under you. The vibrations sending to your clit making your hips buck and grind on his face. He groaned as you grind on him, his whole heart and soul quivered with list hearing and feeling you as he pleased you, to him that was the only thing that mattered.

“Izzy… Fuck…” you moaned, your hips bucked as Izzy’s skillful tongue explored you inside, licking up all your wetness. Your clit grinding on his gorgeous nose. You clenched around his tongue as you got close, he groaned again, knowing he was the reason you were feeling bliss. “I’m- Izzy… I’m gonna cum… fuck.” You moaned louder. Shaking under Izzy’s strong hands and on his perfect face. You moved away from his face again as you shook, feeling your climax about to burst. He brought you back to him face, wanting you to cum on his mouth, he wanted to drown in your sweet taste. He continued to eat you out like it was his last meal on earth. You gripped his hair, riding out your orgasm on his face. “Izzy!” You moaned in ecstasy as you came all over his mouth and face. “Fuck…” you sighed as your body shook softly. Trying to get off his face as you finished, but only to be brought back to sit on him for another time and he licked and lapped your cum and slick, licking you clean.

You soon did get the chance to get off from his face, him gasping for air as a string of spit and wet connected his mouth to your cunt. Him looking up at you with eyes of a man that just saw heaven. Licking his lips as he sat up and you moved to sit on his lap.

“Fuck, I love you so much… you taste so fucking good.” He said as he held you to his chest and combed his fingers through your hair. Your heartbeat slowly as you drifted to a sleepy state.

[violetszone]

Another one

Charles x fem!reader

From this and this request

Summary: As Ava got older, Charles' desire to have another child increased. One day you were at his parents' house, you talked about the second child and he got really excited.He was so excited that you immediately went home and started.

Prompts: “Just marry me already.”

WARNINGS: Quick finish,not edited writing,smut

A/n: again, i don't know what i wrote, i've been writing this all day and i'm too tired to read and edit it sorry

Everyone knew that Charles wanted a big family.Almost the whole world found out that he wanted 3 kids He was a family boy, he loved the family, so he wanted to start a big family with you. He loved Ava, his daughter very much, and wanted her to have siblings too. Of course you wanted it too, but you didn't want to hinder Charles' career.

When you left Ava with Carlos' kids you could see how much fun she had and what a great older sister she could be.You were at Charles' mother's house watching Arthur and Ava run outside. Charles said without taking his eyes off the outside, "I want another kid." You turned quickly and looked at him, he looked very serious.

"I'm serious,YN. I want Ava to be a big sister, I want us to have another baby".He came a little closer and pushed you lightly "Also you look so sexy when you're pregnant" You looked around quickly and smacked Charles on the arm "Don't say things like that Charles, and I agree Ava has grown up to be a big sister"

Charles said excitedly, "Then we're making another baby?" You rolled your eyes and took a step away from him."I think we're making another baby." Charles  excitedly grabbed your hand and tugged you towards the door of the house. He shouted into the house while putting on his shoes at the door.

"Arthur Pourriez-vous s'il vous plaît amener Ava ici, maman, nous avons une affaire urgente, nous reviendrons plus tard, nous vous aimons"(Arthur Could you please bring Ava here, Mom, we have an urgent business, we'll be back later we love you )

Arthur must have heard Charles from the garden, he came to you with Ava in his arms Charles was wearing his shoes, he took the bags by the door and he took Ava in his arms and left the house, you put on your shoes quickly said goodbye to Arthur and got in the car after them.

On the way home, Ava was already asleep, you took the things and entered the house, while Charles went to put Eva to bed.When you got back to your room, Charles was waiting for you, he pressed you against the wall and started kissing you with one hand on your throat.

You started to undress while kissing, he pulled you away from the wall and walked towards the bed and made you lie down.

"I'll put another baby in your belly" you moaned at his words he leaned towards your ear "be quiet baby we don't want to wake up little Ava do we" he put her hand over your mouth and he put two fingers in his pussy you moaned and sighed if his hand wasn't on your mouth Ava was already awake by now.

You were getting closer to the climax as you felt his fingers in it. Thanks to Charles's hand, your moans were muffled. For a moment, Charles took his hand from your mouth.A moan like a scream escaped your mouth involuntarily.Charles immediately came close to your lips and kissed you so passionately that you were starting to feel dizzy.

After a short while you moaned on his lips and cum into his hand .As you took a deep breath, Charles started rubbing his hard cock into your entrance "God Charles I'm going crazy please" he put the head of his dick in your pussy "Complete your sentence" he was torturing you "God, fuck me please fill me up as you wish"

He got totally into you with what you said and made you moan you grabbed his shoulders "fuck Charles" Charles started to come and go inside you he was so deep, he made you feel so good "YN fuck, tell me honey do you feel me" he started to speed up you groaned and nodded. After a while, your muscles began to tense. Charles groaned as he felt your walls tightening.

"Here it is baby come on cum for me" he said and  you started cum while your legs were shaking A few minutes after you, Charles cum into you and fell on top of you. you wrapped your arms around his neck "Charles you're crushing me if you don't get up I'm going to die of breathlessness"

Charles threw himself to your side while laughing "Just marry me already, you look so beautiful right now" you laughed "we're not going to talk about this now, shut up" he put his hand on your belly "I hope we have another beautiful baby YN,you know I want to have a big family with you " You put your hand on Charles's "Me too Charles, I love you so much"

Charles bit his lip "Also, as I said at the beginning, you look so sexy when you're pregnant" you put your head on charles shoulder in embarrassment he put his hand on your back and rubbed "You must be tired, let's sleep baby" he was right you were tired you fell into a comfortable sleep in his arms

[decaffedthoughts]

Kinktober Fic 8

Kinks: mirror sex and breeding kink

Other content: dom minho, sub reader, reader calls minho master, afab reader with no other explicitly gendered language, minho calls reader kitty and kitten

Word count: 1960

a/n: wowie, it's here. Thanks for your patience everyone, as a lil treat you can see I broke my 1k rule. Edit: I didn't post this last week???? My bad y'all, that's wild

It's hard when Minho goes on tour, but you also love watching all the videos of him as people post them online. It's a little less hard and a little more funny when people put captions like "my husband" or "wow my boyfriend did so good tonight" underneath when you know he calls you almost every night. Well, he does when it's night for him after the show. Sometimes it's before or after work, and the occasional lunch break, for you.

Now, it's almost over, just one more day before he'll come walking in your front door and be laying in this bed with you again. It's hard falling asleep without him, but you sleep alright when you do, and even better on weekends like this when you can sleep in and not worry about any alarm or responsibilities. Apparently, you slept so well this time that you missed someone climbing into bed with you. You assume the warmth is one of the cats, you swear they can open doors even if Minho promises they can't, but you proceed to hear a very human noise.

It takes a moment to process, and then when you do your eyes fly open to see Minho already awake and looking at you. Why he's awake when he definitely fell asleep later than you is a question for another time. For now you throw yourself towards him, and he giggles before holding you close.

"Oh my god, I missed you so much. You should have-" You start, muffled in his shoulder.

"I should not have woken you up, I bet you've already been having trouble sleeping as it is."

Caught and called out, you just huff and wiggle closer to him.

"Fuck you, meanie."

"Meanies don't usually fuck you, darling. I have lots of other options."

You blush a little and smack his other shoulder with one hand, secretly delighting in the cackles Minho lets out in response. You can't deny that you haven't missed him like that though, and Minho often gets too hot under the blankets so he wears some light and small clothes, easy access for you.

"Mm, but you're gonna be nice and fuck me today right? Waited so long for you."

Minho sighs and shakes his head at you.

"Wasn't I on the phone helping you two days ago?"

You hum, fake forgetting about that particular moment, like it hasn't played on repeat in your mind since it happened. Minho leans in close to kiss you anyways, and it feels more like home than you've felt the whole time you've been here alone.

One hand holds you by the back of your neck, and the other goes down your body and past your underwear, making you gasp at the forwardness. No time to waste this morning. You retaliate by pulling down his flimsy underwear, slowly stroking and feeling his dick harden in your grasp. You separate your mouths with a little wet noise and giggle as Minho tries to follow.

"Please, Minnie. Just wanna be yours."

Minho tongue licks his lower lip, staring at you, like he's confirming in his mind what you want.

"Gonna let me fill up and mark that pretty pussy?" He asks, like he doesn't already know.

You nod, and Minho seems to have an idea at the same time. You watch, a little confused as he gets up, but see quickly what he's doing when he pushes your floor length mirror to the side of the bed. Sitting up, you direct him so you can both get a good angle when you look. It's close enough and perfectly set so you'll both get good angles of yourself and each other, which makes you wonder just a little if Minho practiced this or if he's just naturally good at it, as he is many other things.

"Out of your clothes, kitty. Lemme see you." Minho orders, still softly.

You don't hesitate to obey, not having the patience for any playing around today, even if it sounds a little fun. Minho stares at you the whole time, standing slightly behind the mirror, waiting. It's fun, knowing that Minho is watching you undress. It may not be the most sexy or appealing action you've ever taken, but you know he's watching and waiting to pounce anyways. It's when you've bent over to take off your sweatpants, his that you actually stole, that Minho does something unexpected and lets you know of his own impatience.

You don't hear him, but he steps forward and presses his cock between your legs, letting you feel how hard he is already. You gasp, but let him do it. After a little while, you test the limits and grind your hips back a little into his. When he says nothing and only groans a little in pleasure, you continue.

This isn't what you were expecting, but damn is it hot anyways. What is for sure, is that you have ruined both of your pairs of underwear with how soaked you are. Tragically, Minho seems to have the mental clarity to pull away eventually, and only then do you realize how close you were and how much your legs have begun to shake. You still whine, not wanting the pleasure to stop, even if it was not the most comfortable position by far.

"No. Come sit in front of the mirror kitty, I need to see your face when you cum." Minho says, sitting and spreading his legs to create the perfect space for you.

You don't wait to go to him, though you stumble a little because your legs aren't ready to support movement. It doesn't matter in the end, because you probably won't need them for the rest of the night.

You sit and sigh in relief when you can feel Minho's cock pressing against you again, just wanting him so damn bad. Minho frowns and wiggles a little under you, not satisfied with something yet.

"Actually, hands and knees, face the mirror."

It's another bit that betrays his restlessness. Normally, he would have made you cum another way first, but if it's like this then he's almost guaranteed to be fucking you, and good. He takes off your underwear first, humming when he sees how wet you are. It seems he can't resist either way, and takes two fingers, rubbing up and down and coating his fingers with it. You try not to move, to let him have his way as you know he likes to do but it's fucking difficult.

Minho knows this, and doesn't spend long there. Instead, you soon get a replica of your earlier moment, but better. His cock rubbing between your legs, but so much more sensitive and wet with no layers between you.

Once again, Minho gets the awareness to stop and continue, while you sit there still whining for it, even if you know what comes next will be better. You turn to pout at him, but Minho just clicks his tongue and you settle down a little, not wanting to truly test his patience tonight.

You let out a satisfied hum as you feel his cock sink into you. Despite craving this the whole time Minho has been away, you forgot how good it really felt for him to fill you up like this.

"Fuck, such a perfect pussy for me kitten." Minho groans.

Your heart flutters at the praise, as dirty as it is. You like pleasing him.

"Please, master. Please fuck me, I need it." You beg, unprompted and trying to pretend blatantly showing how needy you are doesn't affect you.

"You need it?" Minho prompts, and chuckles when you simply agree. "Watch yourself take it in the mirror then."

You gasp quietly, having forgotten the mirror was there. Both of you look half a mess in the mirror already, which is a little embarrassing in just how frantic you were. Still, you watch your mouth fall open in the mirror and your eyes half-lid as Minho finally starts pounding into you, just like you asked for.

It's wet and it's loud and it's hot, and you vaguely wonder if anyone around can hear you considering this apartment isn't exactly soundproof. Quickly, that becomes much less of a concern as your brain becomes less able to hold onto thoughts other than those related to your pleasure.

"Ooooh yes, yes, yes." You chant, letting your support off one arm to use two fingers to rub your clit. "Mmph!"

You squeal and you can see Minho's grin as he hits just the right spot. Slowly, slowly, you both get just a little louder and you listen as close as you can to hear every sound Minho lets out.

"You feel so good baby. Such a slut, you must have kept this hole ready for when I came back."

He's not technically wrong, over the last few months you spent many a night laid out on this bed fucking yourself and desperately wishing and imagining it was him. Clearly nothing can compare if he's already made you feel this good, but damn you tried anyways. It helped when he had time and you could listen to him talk you through it.

"I know you did, you called me so many times. Begging me to come back and fill you up. Now I'm here, now I can breed this pussy the way you wanted so badly."

"Oh yes, master please. Want you to breed me, fill me up." You whine, beginning to throw your hips back to meet him, not able to stop yourself any longer.

Minho lets it stand, knowing you're half out of your mind by now, a skill he takes great pride in.

"Good kitty, gonna stuff this pretty cunt."

You're being much louder than you really should be at this time of day on a weekend, but there is nothing in your mind beyond the feeling of Minho's dick and wanting both of you to cum. Thankfully, you both seem to be building very quickly to that point. Minho's grip on you is getting tighter and the slap against your ass has gotten much harder, not that you'll be complaining.

"Please master, cum inside. Want it so bad." You plead, feeling how close you are, and wanting to feel him close after this long.

"Good baby, gonna make you so full."

The last words he gets out before he cums and, the dutiful man he is, keeps fucking you through it even as you know he gets more and more oversensitive. It works, because with just a few more high moans you cum. You keep frantically rubbing your clit, and basely trying to fuck yourself on his cock, like you're trying to take it deeper. Your remaining arm collapses under you, and you find your face pressed into the sheets. When you open your eyes, you look so debauched and borderline scandalous.

You're mildly sweating and flushed down to your chest. Your chest is heaving as you desperately try to get more air in, yet your mouth hangs open as all you can is moan as you cum. Minho shudders as your orgasm ends, yet you squeeze around him a few more times.

He pulls out slowly, making both of you hiss with the overstimulation, slight as it is.

With a short "can I?" Minho pulls out his phone and watches as you clench down and his white, sticky cum starts coming out, filling you as it is.

He puts his phone away and looks at the mess between your legs that he made, grinning.

"Oh no, it all came out. Guess I'll have to try again." He says, not even trying to sound like he feels bad about it.

[umathurwin]

your riara fic has me thinking about riara cheating trope but kiara is on the phone with her bf trying not to moan and scream while rafe is eating her out……

i’m sorry but little blondie has to be cucked

(rafe x kiara; nsfw/mild dubcon under the cut)

running up the spiral stairs in the cameron manor was so much more fun when kie knew she wasn’t supposed to be there. 

coming to hang out here used to be a whole production. she’d change her location settings to track her old ipad, which she’d stuff under her bed before sneaking out the side door. she had candid photos of her friend with edited metadata to look like she’d taken them that night in case she had to verify her whereabouts. 

nowadays? too much fucking work. she’d text her boyfriend a i’m going to sarah’s tonight and simply not check her messages again until she was home in her own bed again. usually at 3, 4 in the morning. 

kiara went into rafe’s room and sat cross legged on his bed—he’d be following shortly after grabbing some waters. she considered taking her top off, but he flamed her for being too eager last time and edged her for hours. 

when he finally joined her, she noticed the white phone in his hand— rafe’s was black. she must’ve left hers downstairs, and he was intently focused on the display before turning it to her. 

jj’s face illuminated the screen. if she ever took her phone off silent, it would be ringing at her too, but the room was quiet. “fuck, sorry. i forgot to put it on do not disturb—”

“answer it.”

he extended the phone out to her, but she didn’t move. “i—what? no, i’m not gonna answer it. you know he thinks i’m with sarah!”

“fine. i’ll answer it.” rafe pulled the device back out of her reach and slid his thumb across the screen, connecting the call.

kiara’s hand shot out and snatched it from him, putting the phone to her ear. “hey, babe…”

it was painful. she’d never felt so awkward talking to jj, and it was difficult to leave the casual conversation without giving a reason as to why she couldn’t chat. rafe just smiled and tugged his shirt off from the back of his neck. 

undressing was a bad sign. the countdown timer has begun. 

“so, you having fun with sarah?” the voice on the phone asked, and rafe sank one of his knees into the bed. 

“yeah!” she chirped with panicked, wide eyes, begging rafe to just wait. “she says hello, but she’s peeing right now and can’t talk.”

“gross. her birthday is coming up, right?”

rafe pushed kiara back onto his pillows. keep talking, he mouthed. fuck. 

jj went on about the local places they could celebrate as rafe unbuttoned her shorts and tugged them down her legs. she shook her head a little, trying to make him understand this wasn’t the right time. like he didn’t already know. 

with her tank top pushed up, her panties tangled around one of her ankles, and her boyfriend chatting away on the other end, rafe mashed his entire face between her legs. his tongue dragged across her clit, and he’d be making some obscene noises if his mouth wasn’t fully attached to her pussy. 

“oh my god!” kie cried out, and she felt rafe smile into her cunt. “that restaurant is so good. wasn’t that the place you got half the staff to walk out with you last year? h-how did that happen again?”

“hell yeah! the manager was this total bonehead, right…?” jj trailed off into his story, and she knew he hadn’t been taking his ritalin. she bought herself a few minutes, easily. 

kiara put her phone on mute and set her phone to the side, then threaded her fingers through his hair. she lifted her hips and used his tongue to chase more friction. with her boyfriend unable to hear her, she moaned and whimpered when rafe pulled away. 

“really? you couldn’t even try to keep quiet?” rafe chided, sliding his fingers messily over her swollen cunt. “quitter.”

“shut the fuck up and— oh, fuck!” he dropped his head down and pulled her clit into his mouth. his suckling, her slick on his lips, it was so loud and nasty and it pushed her over the edge easily. 

rafe held her still as she came on his face, and in a brief moment in between her cries and pleas for more, they could both hear jj rattling on, his voice distant and tinny. 

she caught her breath— or at least tried to— and grabbed her phone again to unmute the call. “oh my gosh, babe, i’m sorry but my mom is calling me right now. call you later?”

“oh! yeah, of course. bye, ki—”

kie threw the phone across the room as soon as she heard the hang-up tone. she’d be angrier if she could form a single coherent thought. rafe smirked— maybe his plan will work next time

[ravennaortiz]

This is part of the Choose Your Own Adventure: Birthday Edition. As Always 18+. Smut below the cut!

You hadn’t been home long before EZ had you naked and on his shoulders. Back shoved painfully into the door frame as he lapped and sucked at your dripping core.  “God damn" he moaned into you as he closed his eyes relishing in the intoxicating taste of you. You let out a sharp breath when his teeth grazed your clit as dug your nails into his scalp making him growl. "EZ" you moaned as you clamped your thighs around his head tighter as he latched onto it sucking gently before pulling back and blowing on it.

When he added two fingers and started pressing into that soft sweet spot your body spasmed as he tipped you over the edge into a heavenly bliss. Your hips bucked wildly as you rode his face coating him in your release. EZ moaned into you as your sweet nectar flooded his mouth. Ez pulled two more earth shattering orgasms out of you before he finally pulled away panting.

Before you could catch your breath EZ shrugged you off his shoulders. You were like a ragdoll as he manipulated you into position on the floor flat on your stomach. Your knees burned from the carpet as he drug you back to him. His cock teasing at your entrance as he leaned over you kissing and nipping at your back tattoos. When you whined and tried to push back on his cock he put more weight on you immobilizing you. In this new position his cock was between your ass cheeks, his leaking precum making them slick as he slid back and forth slowly making you moan and whine.

“Gonna fuck this pussy until you black out” groaned EZ in your ear before pushing off you. He grabbed his cock and let it slap down on your pussy once, twice then a third time making you moan and squirm. “Please” you begged as you turned to look at him.

Without warning EZ slid his whole thick length into you, taking your breath away. He placed his hands on the center of your back forcing you down into the carpet as he slid in and out of you at a rapid pace. He was fucking you so hard you had to brace your arms on the wall to keep him from sending your head through it.

“Gonna take it. Nothing you can do” he grunted as he squeezed your hips tighter as he closed his eyes. After a couple of minutes he paused and grabbed a fistful of your hair yanking your torso up to his chest. Your eyes stung with tears as pain and pleasure mixed. “You trust me?” questioned EZ as his forearm curled around your neck, putting you in a headlock. Your hands flew up nails digging into his flesh as he applied light pressure. “Yes” you moaned.

EZ kissed the back of your head as his other hand dug hard into your hip as he resumed his fast thrust. Applying pressure to your throat as your body clenched and twitched around him. With your orgasm. A couple minutes later your vision was tunneling as he bit down on your shoulder as he painted your walls with his release.

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[xxladyballadxx]

Wildness

Richter Belmont x f! reader (smut)

─ ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─ Dividers by @roseschoices ─ ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─

(18+)

(Note: This is not my image, just found it on Pinterest so I edited it a little.)

“Richter, oh my god!” Dying in laughter with your stomach twisting. Richter annoyed his little sister Maria by acting very affectionate and flirty towards you. Tera hid her little laugh seeing her own daughter getting irritated by Richter. This led to Maria telling you both to get a room. 

Right after being scooped into his Richter’s room, he picked you up in the air and spun you around. Joyness slipping out through your laughter. He pinned you to his bed and tickled your neck with wet kisses. 

“Oh Richter!” your sweet, loving laughter causing your tummy to go ‘round. “Am I not allowed to shower my precious pretty lady with affection?” Richter asked with a grin, his hands holding down your wrist against the bed.  “Well…” You grabbed his collar flirtatiously and switched places with him, leading him to lying down on the bed instead of you. He gasped, feeling his heart pumping up in excitement, “I want you, Richter Belmont, to show how much you really love me by fucking me right here and right now.” 

That last part you said made his boner raised up. Richter stripped his clothes with a lend of hand from you. You excitedly took all your clothes off and crawled to his bulge, putting your mouth onto his juicy hard dick. Sucking it good and deep. 

“Ah fuck..” Richter groaned, grasping your hair as he watched you with such lust, his wild-beasty eyes flourishing. His cock was tasty as fuck, wet as hell.

Oh how you just fucking love the taste of it.

“(Y/n)...ah..” Richter growled, his lustful eyes preying on you, “I want you fucking inside of me now..” This was a demand for you to start bouncing on top of him and his juicy ass cock. You pulled away from sucking his sweet stick to having your wet pussy being pleasured by his cock. You let out a lot of moans from your lips as you began to bounce on Richter, his cock twisting your insides. Your whole body melted sensually into his pleasure, you moaned loud causing him to give you a good smack on the ass. His eyes are feasting on your breasts that are bouncing madly. 

Oh sweet heavens, it felt like a fucking, bloody paradise to you and Richter. 

Richter wanted to switch places so you laid your back down towards the bed as he crawled on you to kiss you passionately on the lips before putting his dick into your cult. You held his head tight, deepening the kiss and moaning through it. 

He crawled back a bit to insert his dick into your womanhood. As he slowly shoved it in, your whole sweating body trembled into his touch. “Ah, Richter! Mmm..” you yelped feverishly, feeling your insides being completely destroyed with such aggression by Richter’s almighty juicy cock. Your entire mind went to a total blur, lost as if you were in heaven being fucked by a Belmont. “Fuck, (Y/n), you feel so bloody good..” Richter grunted, his cock pushing deeper into your vagina. 

Your moans had gotten louder across the room, a wave of excitement flooding in. Richter loved how you make such heavenly sounds, they were music to his ears. You begged him to go rough on you and so he did, with very deep thrusts. Fucking you straight to heaven and calling you a naughty kitten for being such a little minx towards him. An exciting moan slipped from your lips when he called you a very bad girl. 

“You’re a bad girl, (Y/n). You’re a fucking tease, you know that?” Richter gave a good hard smack towards your ass as he thrusted in a fast motion, causing you to grasp the bed sheets with a gasp. 

Your body felt a warm liquid coming out slowly from your cult, “Richter! I’m about to cum!” you told him with that moany tone of yours. “Come on, baby! Fucking cum in front of me!” Richter went very fast with the thrusts, he slowed it down afterwards when you cummed, squirming out a nice splash of warm milk. Richter laid down next to you, the two of you took a breather after the lovemaking. He held you into his strong arms, kissing your face lovingly, “Fucking hell, I love you so much, (Y/n). You make me the happiest man alive on Earth.” 

You kissed him back, cupping his face, “I love you too, you goofball. We could go for another round..” You smirked mischievously. “After we clean ourselves up of course..” you saying that to your loverboy caused his heart to beat excitedly. 

‘Fuck, this lady drives me wild but I fucking love her for it!’ Richter spoke through his mind, talking to himself. He dragged her closer and kissed her wildly.

Oh boy, this is going to be a long ass fun night for you and your goofy loverboy…

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a/n - My, my...I never knew I would write another Richter Belmont smut which I'm still terrible writing at. I wasn't planning to write this, this idea of mine just popped out of the blue. Well, I hope you thirsty ass hoes enjoyed this ¬‿¬

UNTIL NEXT TIME 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

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[starzioo]

𝐁.𝐙 ❦ 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒? | Pt. 2

This is pt. 2 to my previous post pt. 1 and pt. 3 will be linked below!!! Enjoy!

No warnings

That’s pt.1 go read before reading this!!

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"I know..." you say quietly. "I wanted to come to you sooner I just didn't know how to tell you I guess. How'd you figure out?" Blaise asks curiously. "I didn't, I just knew. He's practically doing it right in-front of my face...I just don't know how to break up with him." You say feeling the tears coming back to your eyes. "I'm sorry..." Blaise whispers. You lift your head up off his shoulder and look up at him. "I want to break up with him but...I don't know...I feel like I can't." You say as your vision gets slightly blurred with the tears filling your eyes again. Blaise looks at your eyes then his eyes dart around your face with sympathy. "I knew I had to tell you but I didn't know how or when...I just can't stand seeing you with him.." He slightly mumbles the last part. "It's okay...regardless if you told me or not I would've found out." You say taking a breath. You and Blaise sit there on the cold stone bench, your head laying on his shoulder, with his arm wrapped around your shoulder. You both sit there for what feels like a minute, but before you knew it students were coming out of their classrooms to go to their next class. As you and Blaise see the students rushing the halls you both stand up. Blaise wraps his arms around you and you wrap your arms back around his neck. "I'm sorry Y/n...." Blaise whispers as you both just stand there and hug.

DRACOS POV.

As I see Y/n and Blaise walk out of the classroom, I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy. I continue looking at them until I bring my attention back to Pansy.

TIME SKIP TO END OF CLASS.

Me and Pansy had talked nearly the entire class period. 'Can't believe she was that easy to get to.' I think to myself as I walk out of charms class with Goyle by my side. Me and Goyle walk past the courtyard only to see Blaise and Y/n hugging. My Y/n. "The fuck?" I mumble to myself. I can't help but let my emotions take over. I barge up to them.

THIRD PERSON.

You feel a strong hand practically rip you off Blaise. "What the he-" You say as you pause when you look up to see Draco. Before you can say anything Blaise speaks up. "The hell is your problem man!" Blaise says raising his voice slightly. Blaise raising his voice surprised you. Blaise was a very calm person and always kept his cool, never showed too much emotion. So when he did you knew it was serious. "My problem is you!" Draco yells back getting a bit in Blaise's face. "You're practically feeling up Y/n, she's MY girlfriend." Draco says continuing his sentence he says getting a little closer to Blaise. Blaise stands there eyebrows furrowed, slightly tilting his head, looking slightly down at Draco. Draco and Blaise were very close in height but when it came down to it Blaise was about 3 inches taller. "Draco stop, okay-" You say trying to reason with him as you put your hand on his shoulder, in one swift move he basically whacks your hand off of him. As soon as he touches you Blaise shoves him backwards. "Leave her alone man..this is between us." Blaise says trying to keep his cool. "No because actually I think this does involve her," Draco says gesturing towards you. "See because I knew you had a little crush on Y/n and this whole thing just confirmed it. Blaise I thought we were friends but now you're trying to steal my girl?" Draco says trying to flip the table on us. "Oh my god" You laugh "Draco are you fucking dense! I know that you've been cheating on me! Blaise told me what you said!" You yell finally loosing your temper. You get a little in Draco's face. "You told her?" Draco says scoffing looking at Blaise. "Yeah I did...not my fault you were too pussy to break up with her." Blaise says strongly. At this point everyone was grabbing their popcorn and watching. As soon as Blaise calls Draco a pussy, Draco shoves you out of the way and lunges at him.

Draco shoves Blaise backwards, he stumbles. Then Blaise comes back 2x harder shoving Draco to the ground. Blaise then grabs Draco by his tie bringing him inches from his face. "Touch her one more fucking time..." He says slightly out of breath after getting pushed. "I fucking dare you." Blaise says low and cold nearly whispering. Draco just looks up at Blaise laying on the ground. Blaise scoffs and shoves him slightly into the ground. You stand there just shocked. "Cmon Y/n I'll walk you to your next class." Blaise says offering you his hand. You take it and step over Draco as he still lays on the ground. As Blaise walks you out of the court yard you can't help but look back at Draco. Who is being helped up by Goyle. You turn your head again and look up at Blaise whose face is cold looking forward. You two continue walking to your next class hand in hand. Once you arrive he turns to you still holding your hand. "Could you meet up with me after school maybe?" Blaise says looking down at his shoes then back up to your eyes. "yeah...where..?" you say softly looking back up at Blaise. "Astronomy tower...tonight at 6, okay?" He says looking down at your hand holding his, slightly rubbing his thumb on the back of your hand. He looks back up at you to reassure the plans. You nod your head and bring him in for a quick hug. Your arms once again loop around his neck and you hug him tightly. His arms snake around your waist pulling you close. He hugs you until you pull away. "I'll see you then" You says softly as you turn to walk into class. He stands there and stares softly as you walk into class. He doesn't walk away until you're inside.

TIME SKIP TO END OF SCHOOL

All day all you could think of was Blaise. Him and the fact Draco hadn't even tried to talk to you all day ,and when he would pass you in the hallways he would act like you didn't even exist. He's doing all that when YOU should be the one who's mad.

As you rest you head on your hand you finally hear the bell chime that it's now the end of the day. "Finally" you whisper underneath your breath. You walk out of class and back to your dorm. Where you find Cho basically gawking at you. "What. Was. That. All. About." Cho says dramatically referring to this morning in the courtyard. You sigh "Cho so much happened today" you say flopping backwards onto your bed. Cho walks over to your bed and sits on the end. "Well tell me! Everybody's talking about what happened in the court yard, and I wanna know the inside dets!!" Cho says excitingly smiling at you. You sigh then sit up. "So basically....today during charms class me and Blaise had gotten out early and he asked me if I wanted to go sit with him in the court yard...I said yeah..we sat there and he told me he missed me then he told me...." You say trailing off a bit. "Told you what?" Cho's face goes from excitement to concern. "He told me Draco was cheating on me...." You say quietly and adverting your gaze anywhere but her eyes as yours begin to water. Cho's face immediately saddens. "Gosh....come here.." Cho says softly as she opens her arms to give you a hug. You scoot to her then lean into her hug. "I'm sorry Y/n...if you don't mind me asking...who was he cheating on you with..?" You pull out of the hug. You look at her with sad eyes. "...Pansy" You say disappointed. Cho's face turns from pity to frustration "What?" she says standing up "You're joking! Why haven't you done anything about it? Y/n we have to go find her and confront her. You can't just let this slide." Cho says pacing around the room with anger. "Trust me Cho I know but I'm gonna think about what to do first...I can't just go up to her and yell at her. I don't even know if they did anything. I know that I have to talk to her about it but I don't know how or when." You say glancing around the room. "If you won't I will." Cho says crossing her arms. "Ok. Gosh uhm. I'll go try to talk to her maybe in like an hour? I just need to relax for a little bit and think of what to say to her. Because literally what do I even say?" "Just straight up ask her, that's the only way you'll get a straight answer." Cho says shrugging. "Oh my god also after the whole thing in the courtyard Blaise asked me to meet him in the astronomy tower tonight." You say slightly sighing. "What! You're joking! Y/n he totally likes you and the way I've been telling you for like what 2 years now?" "Cho...chill..he probably just wants to talk about Draco and everything that happened..and plus why would he like me I totally blew him off for Draco..." You say sighing picking at your cuticles. "Y/n everyone saw you two holding hands...he obviouslyyy still cares for you..a lot." Cho says grabbing one of your stuffed animals as she sits down on your bed again. You slightly blush at her comment about you two holding hands. "Cho...cmon now" You say giving her a 'seriously?' kinda look. "even before Draco we always held hands..nothing like that it was just like friendly?" you continue. "Yahh and even before Draco everyone knew he liked you." she says playing with the stuffed animals arms. "Cho stop. I dunno I just want everything to go back to normal..gosh! Why didn't you stop me from dating Draco he's such an ass.." You say looking up at Cho. "Y/n.." she laugh lightly "I tried, trust me I tried...after seeing how his and Miones relationship ended I didn't want you getting all tangled up in his heartbreak mess." Cho says still playing with the stuffed animal. "You're right.." you sigh. "Do you want me to go with you to go talk to Pansy..?" Cho says putting the stuffed animal down in her lap. "No I got it..I'm just gonna go to her maturely and hopefully she doesn't get all somehow..." you say sighing again. "Mmkkkk but just be careful you know how her friends can get, you should get going soon though if you wanna meet Blaise on time." Cho says as you sit up. "Oh god you're right" You get up and fix your hair. "Wish me luck I guess?" You say as you walk to the door and walk out.

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Tumblr rlly needs to extend the character limits. T.T

Here’s pt. 3!

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watching tos for the first time since like, roughly 2012/13-ish? i don't remember what year it was, or why i only got thru most of season 1 before stopping

it's been fun to refresh my swiss cheesed memory with this tho so here's a semi-liveblog of the first 10 eps that i watched over the past couple weeks

1x01 - the man trap

things i remembered beforehand:

salt monster

"plum" uwu

that gay little run and crawl jim does when he's taking cover (it fills me with such delight)

things i did not remember:

how many people died, good god man it's only the first episode

1x02 - charlie x

things i remembered:

jim's bright red exercise pants

that stupid fucking face charlie makes when he uses his powers

not liking this ep at all when i first watched it, possibly due to me being around the same age as charlie at the time

additional thoughts: i enjoyed it more this time and felt more sympathetic for charlie. poor kid needed some parents, and also, like, a hug

1x03 - where no man has gone before

things i remembered:

bones isn't in it :'( (bored) (sad) (missing my bestie)

"James R Kirk"

that post i saw on here recently about how their contacts were made of glass

the only thing i could think about while watching:

their contacts

were made

of GLASS

(yes i understand this was how contacts were made back then. still freaked out by the concept of people putting glass in their eyes on purpose)

1x04 - the naked time

things i remembered:

sweat disease

sulu fencing

oh kathleen

"ONE-MORE-TIME!!"

"love mankind"

spock breakdown (extremely uncomfortable to watch)

bones casually ripping jim's shirt sleeve to jab him in the arm (extremely hilarious every time i think about it)

did not remember:

anything about them almost crashing into a planet lol

jim's little monologue when he gets infected (lmao)

time warp???

additional thoughts: hey remember when they reused this plot in tng and tasha and data fucked (<- literally the only thing i can remember about it) ((edit from future fex: i rewatched that ep. it was wild. tos did it better tho))

1x05 - the enemy within

things i remembered:

unicorn dog :)

evil kirk and poor little meow meow kirk

"I'M CAPTAIN KIRK!!!"

things not remembered:

dog dies :(

evil kirk's killer eyeliner

additional thoughts: say what you will about shatner / his acting but this ep is Peak shatner performance and a lot of fun to watch. he put his whole pussy into it, as the kids say these days

1x06 - mudd's women

things remembered:

could not forget harry mudd if i tried

the women are color coded like the powerpuff girls lol

they're also like, on some kind of drug that keeps them looking young or something

cool costumes tho

i don't have much to say about this one lol, harry's a fun character but the rest of the ep wasn't super interesting to me. did finally learn how to pronounce "ophiuchus" tho so i'll thank it for that

1x07 - what are little girls made of

things remembered:

is this the penis rock episode (it is)

uhhh i think kirk gets put into some kind of spinny machine that makes androids (he does)

more cool costumes (debatable)

things i find funny:

the number of planets we've encountered so far that are populated by like. 2-4 people

the way ruk (the big guy) just picks up and throws kirk like he weighs nothing

so much buildup with kirk and the penis rock and he doesn't even get to hit ruk over the head with it smh

also not a funny moment but i liked the way kirk was able to get a message to spock thru the android kirk, v clever

wait i just realized bones wasn't in this ep either. deducting 1/4 of a star from my mental rating bc i missed him (but apparently not that much)

1x08 - miri

remembered:

planet of children (bc everyone else died of terminal puberty)

"no blah blah blah!"

bones tests his newly discovered, untested cure on himself, in true mad scientist fashion (also spones moment <3)

saw this ep on a "what's your fave 'bad' episode" poll here recently and i can't remember if i thought it was good or bad when i first watched it lol

forgot:

another earth?? there's just a second, identical earth floating around out there?? and (of course) they don't mention it at all for the rest of the episode

300 year old children

oh these kids are so much more annoying than i remembered, however i may just be biased bc i don't like kids shfkshfk

1x09 - dagger of the mind

remember:

absolutely nothing! oh boy!

thoughts:

wow this ep is fucked up!

okay actually i don't think i've seen this one at all before?

usually there'll be moments that jog my memory but the only thing even slightly familiar to me was kirk going "helen don't go!" while in the neutralizer chair, but i could've just seen a clip/gif of it before

i remember skipping episodes in season 1 (i was impatient and wanted to get to city on the edge of forever) but i thought i'd at least made it to halfway thru the season before skipping any

anyway did i mention this ep is fucked up? (star trek really does love to drop an absolutely haunting 50 minutes of television on you and then never address it again, i understand this now. roll credits!)

1x10 - the corbomite maneuver

remember:

uhh

there's a thing out there

it's in the way

preventing them from boldly going, even

looks like an old windows screensaver

i might've skipped this ep too now that i think about it

thoughts:

cute mckirk moment in sickbay :3

i love that this cube has its own theme music whenever its on screen

oh shit it's the sequel to cube: orb

jesus christ that's a big orb

man they really said "okay we've got 3 music tracks and we're gonna get our money's worth out of them"

i gotta say this ep slaps tbh—WAIT HE'S A BABY???

LITTLE BABY MAN

LMAOOOOO

honestly great episode tho i'll stand by that

[thewarriorspecial]

Making Her Squirm

*Archive Edition* Previously only linked to AO3, full work now available under the cut.

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Rating: Explicit | Guy Gardner/Tora Olafsdottir

Additional Tags: Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, vanilla stuff this time folks

"Something fearless in your eyes Something careless about your smile Something fragile when you hold your breath And when you move You move right through me" --"Underwater", Delerium

Guy was an antagonizer. He loved making Tora squirm. The redder she got, the better and if he pissed her off she craved his touch. It was probably toxic but Guy wasn’t exactly into healthy shit. What was fun that was healthy? Running laps? Coffee with no sugar? Salad? 

Nah, what feels good is fighting, fucking, and drinking too much. What tases good is beer, waffles, and pussy. If Guy played his cards right tonight he’d have all of the above by morning. He just had to pry her out of her room so they could play.

“C’mon Tora, this’ll be fun. Lemme take you for a ride!” Guy hollered through her door. Why was she always closing doors? If she’d just let him in he wouldn’t have to push so hard.

“Take me where?” She had her back against the door, arms folded. She kept the door locked now that he had felt entitled to just let himself in when she was in the shower.

“You know,” he said, waving his hands about, “Around. Out. We could use some air. Let’s get away from this place.” Away from Bea and her always running mouth. Hater.

“You’re not gonna take me somewhere full of bears and try and wrestle them this time?” She distinctly remembered the camping incident.

“No. No bears. Just us and the open road.” Chrissakes. One Yogi bear comes sniffing around their pick-a-nick basket and suddenly camping was off the list. They’re not even that big. And he didn’t wrestle it; he picked it up and put it down somewhere else, NBD.

Mercifully, she finally opened the door a crack, her lovely blue eyes peeking up at him. “You promise you won’t drive too fast?”

“Yes!” Guy hissed and pumped his fist, “Promise!” 

Tora bit her lip as she mulled it over. Guy’s excited grin bordered on insane. She sighed as she looked him up and down. He could be such a cantankerous pain in the ass but he was so good behind closed doors, sweet and well behaved even. 

“C’mon, doll I see you thinking about it,” he leaned on the door and flexed, “I see you thinking about me.”

Her eyes went straight for the bait. God she loved watching his body work. She was always asking for his help moving heavy things for no good reason. She wanted to be able to just admit it. What she really wanted was to be the easy girl he was looking for. She wanted to skip this whole date bullshit and just drag him inside. She just felt like she wasn’t…supposed to? Like he would just hop off to the next girl if she gave it up too fast. But that doesn’t make sense. If she was putting out, why would he work for someone else? And wasn’t that it? He was supposed to work for it? 

“Hmm…” she thought out loud. She shifted her weight, rolling her shoulders forward which pushed her cleavage up. Guy’s eyes quickly snapped down and back up to hers as he licked his lips unconsciously. He looked hungry and that’s what she loved the most, to feel so wanted. 

“C’mon honey,” Guy’s expression went soft as he gave his just-for-her smile; the one that was mostly around his eyes, “Spend some time with ‘ol Guy, huh?” He pushed in a little closer and she let the door open just a little more, “I won’t bite ‘cha unless ya ask me too,” his voice went quiet and rumbly as he zeroed in on her neck.   

Tora put her hand on his chest and gently pushed him back, “Okay, but you be sweet to me today.”

“I’m always sweet to you, what are you talkin’ about?” Guy scrunched up his face and Tora giggled. Her hand lingered on his chest as she felt how warm and solid he was under his shirt.

“Let’s go for a ride,” she said as she stepped out, closing the door behind her. “I’ve never been on a motorcycle before so go slow.”

“I always start out slow,” Guy leered as he put his big arm around Tora’s tiny frame.

Tora had her arms wrapped tight around Guy, not because she needed to but because it felt good. He had taken them out of the city and onto a mostly empty road. She leaned with him as he instructed and watched the world go by through the visor of Guy’s helmet. The bike would roar and settle, roar and settle as Guy shifted through the gears. Between the warm summer wind and clear blue sky, it was the perfect day for this. 

A few turns later and they were entering a park. The bike slowed down and crunched through a gravel parking lot. Guy put the kickstand down and patted Tora’s leg. She swung herself off of the bike and pulled the helmet off. She could hear her hair crackle as it stuck out every direction.

“Well sugar, what’d you think?” Guy smiled at Tora’s wild helmet hair. She looked like an abused cotton swab. 

“I loved it,” she said with a little hop. She looked up at him through her eyelashes, slowly twisting back and forth. She was so cute. Guy couldn’t resist the urge to hug her and lay a kiss on the top of her head. She wound her arms around him, careful not to drop the helmet. She pressed her face into his chest. He smelled so good. 

Guy reached behind his back and took the helmet, flinging it in the general direction of the bike so Tora’s hands would be free to roam as she pleased. Everything was coming together perfect. His shy, lovely Tora would never let him near her with a sex toy and yet he’d managed to get her to sit on one for the better part of an hour. Between that and a couple spritzes of her favorite cologne under his leather jacket, she must be wet to the knees by now. 

Tora reached her hands through the vents in Guy’s jacket, wanting to touch everywhere she could reach, “Aren’t you a little warm in this?” She asked shyly, tugging at the lapels. 

“I‘m always hot for you, sweetheart.” This is great, Guy thought, I haven’t even walked her to the waterfall for the romance-y stuff and she already wants my clothes off.

Tora blushed and looked away. Guy put his fingers under her chin and brought her eyes back to meet his. She put her hands under his lapels, sliding the jacket slowly down his arms and he let it fall to the ground. He surged forward, capturing her mouth in a kiss. His one hand tangled in her hair and the other slid down her back. Her hands gripped his shoulders and he could feel her tremble. He slid his hand further down, grabbing a generous handful of her perky rear. 

“Guy,” she gasped, angrily shoving him away.

“What? How is that not what you wanted?”

“We’re in public!”

“We’re in the woods!”

“We’re in a parking lot,” Tora crossed her arms and turned away. 

“Fine,” Guy sighed and walked over to the bike. He detached one of the saddlebags and slung it over his shoulder for phase two of their day trip. He walked in front of Tora and offered his hand, a little stiffly, “Let me take you somewhere more private.”

“Good,” Tora took his hand and fell in step next to him.

They walked for a while on a well-worn trail. It was peaceful and empty save for one person who jogged by them, uninterested.  

Tora settled into their pace, rubbing her thumb along the back of Guy’s hand. Her head turned as she listened to the ample birdsong. Guy thought the way the sun danced through her hair made it look like fresh fallen snow. 

They came to a split in the trail with one side blazed blue and the other white. Guy took the right fork. He got a little bounce in his step as they speed up. “You’re gonna love this,” Guy told her over his shoulder. “It’s almost as pretty as you,” he added with a shy smile.

Tora could hear the sound of rushing water. The clean, damp smell filled the air. She stopped suddenly, tugging Guy’s hand. He looked over his shoulder and saw her face transfixed in wonder. He followed her eye-line and just over the crest of a hill, he could see the churning top of the waterfall and a pair of antlers sticking up. 

“C’mere,” he whispered. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her legs, slowly standing back up with her bracing herself on his shoulder. “See ‘em?” He asked when he heard her soft gasp. 

“Oh, Guy! It’s a baby! Oh! We have to wait until he gets a drink, okay?”

Guy smiled as he counted six points on the deer. Big enough to eat, so definitely not a baby. Tora calls every animal but Guy a baby and he thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world. “Sure thing, hon,” he whispered as he gently kisses her thigh. 

The young buck got his drink and Guy set down his prize. Tora took his hand again and started dragging him down the trail like this whole thing was her idea. Every time she looked back to smile at him, he felt his heart flip-flop in his chest. So this is love, huh?

Guy opened the bulky leather bag and pulled out a soft blanket. He snapped it open and let it drape over the ground with a, “Ta-da!” He dropped down noisily and offered his hand to Tora.

“It’s perfect,” Tora said, taking Guy’s hand as she elegantly lowered herself to sit next to him. 

She offered her hands, reaching and looking up at him through her eyelashes. Her sweet little smile. He loved the way her hands fit completely inside of his own. He took her hands in his own, embracing them lovingly, watching them vanish, enveloped, protected. 

“C’mere,” he drew her closer, “Let me kiss you.”

She let herself be pulled into his lap. He cradled her gently, in a way that made her feel like a precious, tiny bauble. He pressed his lips to her forehead and her cheek like he was using all of his senses to wonder what lies beneath her shiny surface.

Guy lost himself in the salt of her skin, her cool fingertips trailing over his face and arms like the spray of the sea. He kept one arm around her waist and one hand free to tuck her hair behind her ear. He trailed his fingertips along her jaw and then cupped her head as he pulled her close for a kiss. Each press of his lips to hers was languid, lingering. His tongue lapped against hers like slow, midday waves.

Tora’s hands roamed all over her favorite parts of Guy’s body. She loved the rasp of his stubble against her palms and her cheeks and she especially loves the obvious line just under the collar of his tshirt where he decided his chest hair ended and his beard began. She wants that shirt off, now. She began vigorously unticking his shirt from his jeans, frustrated with how tightly it was trapped under his belt. 

“Easy, T. Here?” He asked, grinning and blushing a little. Tora nodded, the tip of her tongue poking out in concentration. Guy laughed and he leaned back to start unfastening the belt. Tora leaned back to give him room. “Woah,” Guy breathes when he saw the little wet spot on Tora’s tan cargo pants. He hadn’t really noticed her clothes until now. She had dressed really practical in cargo pants, hiking boots, and a sweater. How Tora of all people was one of those girls who’s always cold would forever be a mystery to him. That outfit was gonna be a pain in the ass to take off. 

“What?” Tora asked, challenging his laugh with a hard stare.

“This,” he says, as he laid his warm palm over the spot between her legs. Tora gasped as she almost fell out of his lap. Her hands flew to his wrist and he froze, but she didn’t push him away. “Wow,” he breathed as she pressed the heel of his hand against herself and experimentally rolled her hips. 

No sense hiding it now, she thought. They were really, truly alone and she wanted him. She wanted everything. She wanted him to shove his hands down her pants and do those incredible, magic things he does with his fingers. She’s tried to replicate it when she was alone but it just wasn’t the same without his weight on top of her and his deep voice growling filth into her ear. She draped herself over his shoulder as she continued to grind into his hand and he sucked love bites into her neck. 

Guy started to open her fly and she leaned back, sliding out of his lap. She lifted her hips so he could push her pants down. When he started to struggle with her boots, she couldn’t take anymore. 

“Guy, please,” she whispered. 

“Yeah,” he breathed as he sunk down, sliding his arms under her legs and resting his hands on her hips. He flattened his tongue and ran it along her pussy from bottom to top, trying to get as much of her wetness into his mouth as he could. She squealed and covered her face with both hands, but she didn’t ask him to stop so he does it again, and again. Her knees squeezed his head and when he chuckled it reverberated through her core. She couldn’t help bucking and rubbing herself all over his face. She couldn’t get her feet out from under him because of the pants. She had no choice but to writhe under his attention. She wanted more. She so desperately wanted more and she couldn’t get the words to form in her lust fogged mind. 

She tugged at his arms, at his shirt, trying to pull him all the way on top of herself. He sat up, grinning, and slowly worked the hem of his shirt up his torso. Tora’s hands flew to his abs and followed the path of slowly revealed skin. 

Guy loved to taunt her like this. No one’s ever reacted to him with this much interest before. 

But Tora’s was already opening his fly, pushing his pants down, pulling him down again. 

“Yeah?” Guy asked with a lopsided grin.

“Yeah, now,” Tora demanded, then shyly added, “please.”

“Yes, ma’am.” 

Tora toed her boots off so she could wrap her legs around him. She pulled him down for another kiss and they rolled their hips together slowly, searching for each other with just their bodies. She tilted her hips just right and finally felt him slide inside. This was her favorite part, the initial push that overwhelms her senses. All she wanted to do is spread her legs and let him take as he pleases. He felt so good, like he was made for her. Just when it felt like it was too much she feels his hips slap against hers and he starts to slide out. He slides back in, starting his familiar rhythm. Tora’s back arched and she could feel the perfect curve of his cock deep against her center now. 

Guy heard Tora moan, a real one, uninhibited and he realized he had closed his eyes. He looks down at Tora’s lovely face, cheeks flushed, hair spread around her head like a halo, one delicate hand still pressed to her own forehead. Her eyes were open so he slid down until they were flush together, nose to nose. 

“Good?” He panted.

Tora noded, mouth hanging open and delicious sounds spilling out. She reluctantly let go of his bicep and squeezed her hand between them. Guy’s eyes went wide and he lifted himself up again to watch. 

“It’s good. It’s good I’m just really close Guy, please. Please.”

“Yeah?” He asked, grinning.

“Yeah.” She smiled back and it made Guy warm all over.

Tora grunted and sighed and Guy felt her pulse and clench like she was trying not to give him his dick back. He sat up on his knees, pushing his stupid hair out of his eyes. He kept his slow strokes going while she made little circles on her clit and twitched. 

He pulled out when she stilled. There was a sticky string of her wetness dripping from his cock so he swiped it off with his hands and then licked it off of his fingers. He licked his lips and hummed happily. 

“So uh,” he cleared his throat, “Sun’s starting to go down. It’s gonna get cold. We should probably skedaddle.”

Tora grabbed Guy’s sticky hand and gave it the tiniest lick. 

“Baby…”

“I’ve got another one in me as long as you keep me warm,” Tora’s eyes sparkled as she reached for Guy’s hard-on. 

“Oh yeah?”

“Oh yeah.”

A/N: There was gonna be a part two on this one, and the how the hell is Tora ever cold thing was a little cute joke scene I was setting up. I promise I'm not a dummy, and hopefully I can make time to finish that WIP up and stick it with this one where it belongs. Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading! <3

[he-goes-down]

Hi, it's me again, can I ask you for a smut with our dear Izzy, like him in the Juju Hounds era, like he's in a photoshoot and he and the fem reader that is the photographer have sex ? I love Izzy dreads!

OMG YESSSSSS juju hounds izzy is my life line

Photograph

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x reader

Warnings: smut, videotaping, unprotected p in v, small dirty talk

Second Person POV:

“Okay and pose.”

You said and the flash snapped, temporarily blinding your boyfriend and his band as they tried their best to keep their eyes open. That was the end of the whole band shoot and it was time for just an Izzy cameo. “That was a good one, thanks guys.” You put a little thumbs up in the air as you peaked into the camera. The band started to leave to go to a bar down the street, they said bye to Izzy and yourself saying they’ll see the two of you later at the bar. “Okay Iz, come here.” You said and he walked up to you. You showed him some of the pictures and let him choose what he thought was the best. Soon it was the slotted time for his shoot.

“Okay, a little to the left, you arm a bit more up.” You spoke, peaking into the camera as you ordered him around. Another flash. You did another thumbs up as an indication he could stop his pose. “I love it when you order me around.” He flirted. You rolled your eyes and scoffed at his words. He soon began to do bad attempts at model poses. “Take a picture it’ll last longer.” He said striking a god awful pose. You laughed at his sillyness and was about to take a picture but he moved and you took a photo of him in the middle of a laughing smile. So cute. But you went back to your normal schedule photoshoot. Taking a few really good shots and a few crappy ones, crappy ones that were in his opinion, but you thought they we’re good, especially the model was a really sexy man.

You were soon finished with it and began to order around the photos you took, what will be further edited and what will be discarded. Izzy came up behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist resting on your hips, his mouth coming for a quick peck on the neck and then resting his head on your shoulder. Watching as you scrolled through the pictures on the camera. “What happens with the shit ones?” He asked. “They get deleted but I’m gonna keep these ones.” You told him, still looking through the photos you took of your boyfriend. “And do what with them?” He asked with a certain lusty and suggestive undertone. “Doesn’t matter, you won’t be there when I use them.” You played on with his joke. “Is that so?” He quirked an eyebrow and smirked at you, his mouth now going back to your neck but this time, suck snd biting the sensitive skin, making you moan in your mouth. “I’ll always be here when you… need me.” He took a suggestive pause. “No need for photographs.” He said, his one hand squeezing your hip and moving you to face him slightly. His other hand going from his hip to your heat. He passionately kissed you on the lips, you moaning against his mouth as his fingers passed over your cunt. The sexual noises spilling out from each others lips as his tongue entered your mouth and you began to heatedly make out

You started to frantically unbutton his shirt, wanting him to stop teasing your pussy and to fucking rail you. “Someone’s needy…” He said. His hands now going to your shirt, untucking it from your pants and traveling under your shirt feeling your bare skin. His hands staying at your upper torso, his thumbs playing with your sensitive nipples as he held you. “Izzy… fuck- just please…” You begged. “Mhm? Use your words baby.” He told you. “Izzy-…fuck me.” You softly panted. “Say no more.” He finished. Both of you began to shed off your clothes. Izzy went to one of the tables placing some of the equipment off the table, but taking the spare camera and putting it ,slightly tilted downwards on the self above the table. He pressed the record button. “Now you’ll have a video of me.” Izzy said taking you by the hand leading you to the table. Bending you over the table and adjusting his position behind you. His highly above average cock lining up to your pussy. Your cunt ached and screamed for his big dick to absolutely destroy you. “You ready baby?” He asked, gripping your hips tightly. You nodded and whined. “Good girl.” He said and he began to slowly penetrate through your clenching heat. His cock stretching you out roughly, making you back arch, but Izzy pushed you back down on the table, your tits and stomach pressing against the cold surface of the table. Izzy’s one hand now placed on your back and the other on your hip. He groaned loudly as he was all the way in you. “God, fuck baby…” He mumbled. You whined and clenched around as he began to thrust into you. Small slaps with each time his hips met your ass.

Izzy looked up straight to the camera, giving a wink before he grabbed both your hips and slammed into your pussy like no tomorrow. “F-…Fuck!” You screamed and moaned. Stuttering and mumbling as he railed you. “My girl likes to be fucked like a fucking slut yeah?” He smirked as he went harder and faster. “Mmm… Fuck! Izzy-…” you moaned his name as continued to repeatedly fuck your pussy till it went numb, hitting your g-spot making your head fog and your moans slur. You clenched around him hard feeling that you were about to cum from his hellish thrusts. He knew that feeling all too well, he knew every inch if how your body worked and how you liked it. “My good girl gonna cum?” He praised through pants. “Ah-! Izzy! Fuck!” You cursed and shook under his touch and dick. “Cum for me slut.” He told you and with that sparked your stomach to burn, your walls to clench and your legs to buck and shake. Cumming all over his dick, whining and whimpering as he still harshly fucked you. “Izzy-…” “Yes baby, I’m so close.” He huffed, his thrusts getting sloppy and faster as he pushed to cum inside you. “God- fuck!” He groaned loudly as he spilled inside you.

“Now you have something more to use in your alone time.”

A/n: it was really bad im sorry im running on 3 hours of sleep

[theuniverseawakens347]

Some say nothing gold can last forever ( that’s written w Jada a remake from Darniece but left eye copy off me and granny when Yal be kidnapping Darniece to bring us pay for money ransoms )

And to believe this eye needs no proof ( Darniece wrote —- Tupac realizing he sold himself to the white man and Jada did a double on the back end to kill em for talking bout aids Jerry doc check up giving names )

I have witnessed all that was pure in me ( this the edited suicidal letter for ever celebrity w a mysterious death going back to Jimi - HAY GRANNY DARNIECE DAD ME N THE EARS helping Yal let em know they gon pass why n how HAY POLICE )

Be changed by the evil man can do ( Michael they don’t really care about us this nigga realizing joining the white mans record label was a mother nigger ccatcher ploy to take over the free speech black man by making em sick n recking they homes bc VIKING MINDED AIDS WASNT BEING HEALED - WHY WOULD I HEAL YOU WHEN YOU JUST GON KEEP KILLING , GOD ASKING - 2pac was fucked deep and knew me in full - born 2 yrs before he died but hearing me when he got aids // snoop chest shot bc NIGGA IM GIVING YOU A CHANCE FOR A PEACEFUL PASSING NOW YOU SHITTING BULLETS N I GOTTA COME TO EARTH TO KILL YOU - “nigga that’s the lil bitch I seen when the white light touched down” - THUG MANSION HEAVEN FOR A G)

The innocence possessed by children ( DARNIECE CAUGHT HIS ASS RAPING ME AND DRUGGING GRANNY FOR JADA POETIC JUSTICE STARING JANET. SET IT OFF BITCHES - MICHAEL HATES YOU AND WHOLE TRIBE WHO KNOW YO DIRSTY GRIMY ASS FOR THE INDUSTRY TO LOOK LIKE MICHAEL SO YOU CAN BE A PEDO AND BLAME HIM - FACE NOSE CARD ON FOOL)

Once lived inside my soul

But surviving yrs w criminal peers ( I’m realizing snoop a bigger catcher for Darniece family and I’m fucked but I’m hearing voices of a kid named cashay and he saying my thots out loud - the plane ride knife n fork snoop tells it funny )

He’s turned my warm heart to cold ( exotic pussy of Jada IS A MAN AND I RAPED DARNIECE A NATURAL WOMAN POETIC JUSTICE JANET A MAN AND TOLD ME AND NOW IM GROSSED OUT DOING DUMB SHIT - emotional damage and no parenting refuge and don’t wan listen to snoop or biggie cause they bitches is men n setting them up with me on the back ends - WE ALL FUCKING CONDOM LESS PASSING BABIES N STDS TO SET THIS NIGGA RECORD LABEL POCKETS UP - FUCK KM DED 2 -0 )

I used to dream and fantasize ( I used to wear condoms Janet’s now you saying you can’t have kids n a nigga can just buss in it whenever however .. - Darniece voice telling me NOT TO DO IT - CAMERON WALKER IVF CHILDREN DRED RAY J )

But now I’m scared to sleep ( niggas is baby boy in the night set up .. who’s coming in raping me these men woman like butt sexting me )

Petrified not to live or die ( I’m utterly confused what’s dream vs reality tv - snoop Dogg pimp movies help me )

But two awaken and still be me ( nigga I miss being a kid why I join this industry meat beef for some lame man coochie buttho n Jada a bald headed skeanny bitch annoying as fuck can’t do shit right w plays im losing money n getting butt fucked for a record label to make back money Jerry Elvis manager )

It is that nothing good can last ( I know I already said this part but Darniece not here to write w me - Jada a weak lyricist this her writing too )

We will all one day see death ( I hear that now I wonder if this bitch sending me the voices bc why she so confident writing this - she setting you up with us dumbasses - her moma know - red table talk she be lying like a bitch we was trying to murder her but baby god came down n said she’ll handle it for us when the time right “ make that bitch work and run my money back I’ll be 30 by then” )

When the purest hearts are torn apart ( true to Jada and pac but like Yal was never actually pure you just put on a show to get what you wanted from those you deem stupid - WHY YA ASSES GETTING PLAYED NOW )

Lost souls are all that’s left ( this not bout pac but why Garret lying n feeling some type of way we talked n he think we dated 🫤 nigga I’m homeless and met you a month ago tf wrong w you mental ass bitch- he seen me walk w Greg to 7/11 for chips n a slim Jim and this nigga Garret think I wana fuck a dirty homeless man bc I ain’t showered for x time but he keep offering me ICE COLD SHOWERS AT PLANET FITNESS - NO IM ALLERGIC DIP WAD I ALREADY TOLD YOU MY PRIORITY IS FOOD TIL I GET HOME - WHO LOCKED MY NIGGAS UP FUCKTARD LEE - AND YOU STARVING ME TO RELOCATE ME WHEN THEY GET OUT SO WE MISS EACH OTHER AGAIN AND GOTTA GO SEARCH N FIND REACUE - HOW YOU DID DARNIECE BUT LANDED US IN THE SOUTH CENTRAL ROUND FAMILY - MOMMY GOTTA GO TO WORK N PLAY CRACK HEAD CUZ THIS DUMB BITCH ADOPTED MY DAUGHTER N KILLING HER COUSIN DAUGHTER SISTERS - HAY LAPD we almost done. )

Down on my knees I beg for god ( YEAH BUT YOU SEXUALLY RAPED ME DUMBASS BITCH WHEN I ALREADY SAVED YA SHOT IN THE CHEST LIFE - 50 cents shooting stories lil Wayne jay z brother etc snoop )

To save me from the fate ( apply above line here cause this nigga stupid ass fuck and realizing he gon die n lost his chance for soul saving )

Let me live to see what was gold .. ( picture cut off and I don’t care bc Jada a lying ass red table talk OBVIOUS FUCKING HO - JANET JACKSON dupri. HI FAMILY )

[its-regretti]

Book Review - Crafted from the ashes of roses

Author: Juliet Bellerose

The premise is very enticing, especially for those on BookTok, we're drawn in by the idea of a sensual CNC romance with the god Loki, the forward even has warnings for BDSM. These draw the reader in with promises that are unfortunately never really given.

The most BDSM in this book is a single scene of hands being tied. Cool... beans...

Several times it feels like the book started off as a fanfic, especially as this Loki has the dark hair and obsessions with green that we've come to expect from the Marvel Loki.

Honestly if it were just a fanfic I would have rated it higher because then instead of trying to empathise with a wholly unlikable female main character, these sorts of things are usually written with YOU as the MC.

That being said, at NO POINT do we receive a physical description of the MC, all I can tell you about Monika Hagen is that she is from Svalbard, is physically fit enough to do extreme sports and has hair long enough to braid. Don't know her eye colour, her hair colour, or even her skin colour. Height? Dunno. Weight? Who fuckin' knows!

This would be far less egregious when you are the MC, but having a character never receive a description outside of that her pussy hairs are neat and trimmed a month into her captivity or the odd indication of a physical trait like another character braiding her hair, or Loki appreciating her physicality makes it very hard to picture anything.

The two handmaidens that serve Monika receive more description than she does. Besides Loki the only other character that receives a description is Odin. We get a vague idea of the sizes or hairstyles of other characters but they are left entirely up to your imagination otherwise.

Which is a shame considering how much effort is put into the descriptions of locations like the castle, and Asgard are all painted with a level of detail that tell you the impossibility of god built design. The scale, size and detail in it is wonderful.

It is just such a shame that same love isn't given to the characters.

The book is also RIDDLED with spelling and gramatical errors. Which is funny considering the afterword contains a thanks for someone beta reading and editing the book. And its even worse when the spelling of the word is correct, but it is just the WRONG word.

"His cloak swirled around his teeth"

Pretty sure that would have been feet not teeth. But I spent a good moment trying to picture what they meant by that phrase. But then later, another correctly spelled but wrong word phrase comes along and I start to realize that someone has just thrown the script into auto-correct and not checked if it is actually correct.

It is sad because the premise and setting are so beautiful but we get this mess of a fiction that feels like a hastily transformed fanfic. Loki has abilities and enthusiasm in the bedroom but we get sex that is samey and so often just feels like Loki transforming into other francise sexymen - at one point I SWEAR he turns into Venom.

But being this isn't a Marvel fic it's supposed to be one of the MC's book love interests from her horny novels. These also don't get any physical descriptions outside of the abilities they use. So buggered if I know what these tumblr sexymen from mysterious book land look like.

Overall, I enjoyed the book, though the whole time I had to pause to wrap my head around what was trying to be conveyed which doesn't help the reader stay emersed.

I would say give it a read if you are patient, or really need to fill your Loki in a straight relationship hole. But I'm sure there are better options for that void on AO3....

I don't write book reviews, so the fact that I HAD to write one shows how frustrated I was reading it. I will have to read the next one - and there will be a next one, the book ends on a cliffhanger - and hope that the author and their respective editor have grown more by the time it is here.

★★★☆☆

Ranking: 3/5

[thetempleofnyx]

i know you can take it cutie | 𝕥𝕠𝕛𝕚

❥summary: just rambling about different ways toji fucks you. :))

❥c.w: toji is very horny, the word c*nt is used, toji is a little shit and a lil rough, a lil mean. this is barely edited! it’s been a while since ive posted but i hope this is good and that you like it!

＾ω＾

toji likes to tease you. slapping his fat cock against your clit. likes to grind himself against your wet folds, spreading your slick all over his cock before pushing in just the tip, only to pull out just as fast. he likes it when you beg for him to put it all in.

sometimes toji likes have you spread wide open for him. his hands behind your knees pushing your thighs to your chest, revealing your dripping cunt to him as he slowly pushes himself in. it makes his stomach coil with heat, with an almost primal need to cum, to bottom out deep inside you and fill you to the brim until you can’t take anymore. but he wants to take his time, dropping into you with slow, deep thrusts.

you gasp and whine over just how big he is, at how much he’s stretching you out and filling you up, at how it's too much despite the way you clench around him every time he pulls back, like your wet cunt doesn't want him to leave, and it makes him slowly unravel. he sinks himself deep inside you, his hips flush to yours, pushing right against your clit.

he stills and grabs your cheeks with one hand to make you look at him. your eyes mist over, the tears hanging on to your lashes threatening to fall like rain drops. you feel so incredibly full, so incredibly stimulated, you can hardly think of anything but full full full.

“t-toji” you whine, an adorable pout decorating your face. “it’s t-too deep toji- god you’re so deep.”

you gasp as he shifts above you, driving his cockhead into your most sensitive spot, your pussy clamping around him like a vice.

"oh sweetheart," he coos, his voice like honey but the wolfish grin on his face is anything but sweet. "you gonna cry for me baby?" he asks of you, his thumb tracing your bottom lip before slipping inside your mouth and you suck on it like you would his cock.

“pretty baby just needed something in their mouth, didn’t they?"

he pulls his hips back and slams back into you, making you feel every intimate inch he has to give as he spilts you open. but the subsequent tears that spill from your eyes at the overwhelming sensation of pleasure, sweet cries of his name filling the room snaps the last thin thread of sanity toji was hanging onto.

he lets go of your face to grab onto the headboard, using it as leverage to drill himself into you. as he watches your eyes roll to the back of your head at how deep he is inside you, he can’t help but go harder; the poor bed struggling under the intensity of his fucking, the wet sounds your pussy makes every time his hips connect with yours is music to his ears.

toji can so easily fold you in half, repeatedly sinking into you because he can't get enough of the lewd squelch of your cunt around his cock every time he bullies his way back in. “fuck, this sloppy hole is always so tight, no matter how much i fuck you.” it's his favorite sight to see, the sticky white mess you leave around the base of his cock with each roll of his hips, pussy staining his hips with a shiny slick. “fuck you’re so messy. look at how you’re creaming all over me doll? it feels so good.”

one of toji’s favourite ways to fuck you is in a full nelson. it’s so easy for him to drag you up and down his cock, his large chest enveloping your whole body as you lay against him. he whispers filthy words about how tight you feel as he rubs at your clit, determined to make you squirt for him, to make you cry out his name. “i can feel you squeezing around me sweetheart. gonna make mess all over my cock aren’t ya?”

toji, who is so strong, he can hold you in the air, your legs thrown over his arms as he drags you back and forth on his cock, like you’re his own little cocksleeve. or sometimes he'll have you on your back, his hands tightly gripped around your hips as he holds them up and off the bed so he can drill into you at a good angle, the smooth roll of his hips abuses your sweet spot until you come so hard you shake in his hold, overstimulated. but he’s not gonna stop there, once you’ve had your fill he is sure to have his. “what do you mean it’s too much? you can take it cutie, i know you can.”

toji likes when you’re bouncing in his lap, his cock splitting you open as he mouths and toys at your tits. “go ahead and fuck yourself on my cock.” he says with a smirk, a large hand squeezing and pulling at your ass. he will never grow tired of your whines of “but ‘m tired toji” when your thighs start to tremble and burn. you have him so terribly wrapped around your little finger because all you need to do is tell him, “i like how you do it.” with that little pout of yours and he’s gone. he can’t enough of you and will take anything and everything from your body that you’re willing to give if it means he gets his fill of you.

toji is so big in every sense of the word. he gives you all he has to give when he fucks you and he makes it so you have no other choice but to take it, crying and gasping in pleasure.