#gonna slowly try to get through the rest of the requests

[sculkshrieking]

Ooooh, bird suggestions? I have to make my country pride and name 4 iconic birds. The cardinal, blue jay, Canadian goose and the loon :)

you ain't seen bad boys loon?!?!?!?

and here's a bonus quick doodle of desert duo as mordecai and rigby because you mentioned blue jays and i can't control myself

[caotictimmy]

🍏- ANON? MAYBE??? it's so late for me but reading your nsfw on Daisuke...UAAAGHHH SAAGHHH 🗣️ he's such a vocal man and the whole morning sex thing where he can't get into you quick enough .helpop helppp meeeee helpppp

(maybe this is a request? Maybe I'm just yapping lowkey??? But if you want to write on this, by all means go for it LMAO)

Giggling over Swansea being mortified while walking in on reader x daisuke getting it on, I imagine they don't notice him and Daisuke is getting all needy trying to keep his pace 🤞 That boy has never felt the touch of person romantically so I could onllllyyyy assume that he'd been sensitive his first time. Or like. Every time with reader- especially if they're still on the ship. He's trying to not make too much noise as everyone is asleep ☹️ his whiney ass is NOT making it through that night. Bonus if reader is nonchalant about it the next day at lunch. They're talking with someone about their poor love lives (finding people to stay with how long their jobs shipments are)- reader dropping shit like 'aw man yeah. if only there was someone to really understand me, y'know?'. As if Daisuke wasn't memorizing their insides and how they physically react to him with his body just last night 😭

HELP 🍏 ANON THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD I ALMOST FELL OFF MY BED. But this is Acually so smart. I always believe Daisuke gets lost in the sauce when you guys have sex. For the headcanon I was thinking they were known dating. But for this let’s pretend the crew doesn’t know Daisuke and reader are dating. The first kind middle part will be NSFW. But the rest should be NSFW. This will be done as a one shot. (I’ll also include your little bonus! Plus a little more:3)

What was that god damn noise..? Swansea thought. Irradiated as he heard a squeaking sound, an indescribable muffled sound coming along with it. For fucks sake he just wanted to get some rest! But those loud noises would not let the poor man drift to sleep. He was gonna put a stop to that noise. Once and for all.

Swansea swings his legs over the side of his bed, sitting up. Stretching his arms as he gets ready to investigate what the noise is, and where it’s coming from. He stands up, his back making a loud crack.( I love old man Swansea). He slips his slippers on. Grabbing and putting on his robe by the door. Slowly pushing the door open. Before silently shutting the door. The noise got louder. Even though the walls were paper thin. It still muffled some of the noise.

He tread carefully through the halls. Getting closer to the noise. Swansea could hear talking maybe? The squeaking of something getting louder the more he approaches. Wait. He’s getting closer to Daisuke’s room..? What the hell was that kid doing. He could hear a faint panting? He started walking a bit faster.

Daisuke’s door was cracked open. God was the kid hurt-. Oh… Oh dear god.. For the love of pony express why did he have to be the one to catch this scene. He could now clearly see what was happening now. God why him..? (Warning for what’s ahead will be NSFW)

“Nyyhhh… F-fuck you feel so good. G-god so good. Am I doing good? Mhm!.. a-am I doing good for you. Wanna make sure your feeling as ..ahh ~… as good as I am.” Daisuke whimpered out. His arms wrapped around your waist as he continues going his rough pace.

“Yes! O-oh fuck hah… doing so good for me!”, Your voice muffled as you were face first in your pillow. Daisuke’s body pressing against your back. Like he was trying to mold his body with you. A loud ‘plap’ sound being able to be heard.

Swansea felt his face contort in horror. He could feel his stomach twist in disgust. He definitely walked in on something he definitely shouldn’t have. So what did he do. He went back to his room. Staring at the ceiling with that petrified face still stuck on his face. To say he wasn’t able to sleep that night would be an understatement

-

“I feel like it’s impossible to date anyone with this crappy job.” Anya huffed in a frustrated tone. “I second to that.”, Curly sighed as he ate his crappy lunch.” Our shipments at a Minimum are 5 months! And it’s like we get a month or two back on earth, before they send us back to ship something!” Anya finished. The annoyed look on her face quite prominent.

“I get you Anya. I want to Acually spend time with someone and let them get to know me. But you can’t really do that on this floating rock.”, You said nonchalantly. You sure were letting Daisuke get to know you. All of you… Swansea thought. Trying not to gag at the imagie of what he witnessed last night.

You could feel Daisuke’s eyes turn to you. Lingering a bit longer than ‘just friends’. “Yeah man, it’s such a bummer!” Daisuke said. A light blush spread across his face as he said it. No one else except Swansea noticed.

“Say uh..” Anya started, looking up at you. “I saw you walking in here with a limp, you good?” She asked,her voice laced with concern. God why did you have to ask that Anya! Swansea cringed at her question. “Oh yea no I’m good! Just hit my leg on the wall while sleeping y’know.” You said. Hmh.. I’m sure you were doing some sort of sleeping. Swansea hurrying to finish his food. Quickly getting up to put his plate in the sink and immediately start work. He really just wants to take his mind off this..

-

“Swan-sea!” Daisuke said, dragging the two parts of Swansea’s name out. Swansea ignored Daisuke, continuing to work on the broken vent. “Dude did I do something wrong?” Swansea sighed. Since Daisuke wanted the truth he’ll get it.”For fucks sake Daisuke! Can you have them stop fucking like rabbits! I know you young people have your urges, but this has been going on for the past week. And it’s Saturday for crying out loud!” Swansea yelled.

“AND IF YOU FREAKS ARE GONNA KEEP GOING AT IT. AT LEAST KEEP THE DOOR SHUT AND BE QUIET. SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP.” Swansea finished, catching his breath. Daisuke just stood there stunned.

“You.. you heard us..?” Daisuke asked, his mouth agape and his eyes shot wide. “I didn’t just hear you guys. Saw it to! Close the damn door next time!” Swansea said irritated. Daisuke continued to stand there embarrassed. “Swansea uh.. I-I’m so sorry I didn’t realize.” Daisuke stuttered out. Still shocked about the revelation.

“Yeah you better be fucking sorry” Swansea muttered. Turning around before pausing. Sighing a bit. “At lest your getting some action in this hell hole. Reminds me of me and my wife.” He said. Before holding his fist out. “I’m only gonna do this once Daisuke.” Swansea said. Daisuke happily returned the fist bump.

“Now get the hell out of my sight for the rest of the day!” Swansea yelled. “Alright swan-sea!” Daisuke said, doing the same long period name thing. Swansea let out an annoyed sigh. At least the kid was happy…

[gumii-bearr]

Heyy i dont exactly know how to write request So im trying to do it like this i guess?..

Andd i would really like if you could do like heian sukuna nsfw? When its like morning, And reader wakes up to sukuna kissing her neck?

Pretty please 😞🩷

YES MA'AM HAHAHAH YESSSS this is gonna be true form sukuna btw... cus im kinda feral for him.

❝ use your words ❞

summary: you look so fucking cute when you're sleeping.

featuring... ryomen sukuna

content warning: MDNI (18+), fem!reader, slight somnophilia, true form sukuna, two dicks sukuna, double penetration oh god, ass play, anal (im sorry but im also not), fingering, anal fingering, spitting, cuddlefucking then doggy, choking, hair pulling, unprotected sex, creampie (naughty naughty) rough sex, spanking, squirting, heian era sukuna, possessive sukuna, toxic relationship maybe?, biting, marking, swears?, size kink!, dirty talk, overstimulation, hand mouth oh lord.

author's note: FERAL I AM FERAL– IM SORRY IF THIS IS TOO MUCH BUT I GOT CARRIED AWAY IM SORRY ANON

Sukuna finds it hard to resist you in this state.

He's not sure what it is about you. Perhaps the way your soft lips part as little breaths fan across his arm under your head, or maybe it's the way your yukata parts, showing the gentle swell of your breasts, your chest rising and falling slowly as you breathe.

He tends to just watch you when you're like this. Revel in the way your smaller body presses against his stocky build, how your small hands are clutched around his thick wrist.

He likes the power he has over you, how could he not? You're so fucking cute and innocent and it drives him mad.

You have no idea the effect you have on him, but you can sure feel it when he presses it against your clothed ass when you're busying yourself with chores or getting ready for your day.

Sukuna is always stalking around nearby, keeping a watchful eye (or eyes) on you. You're a good girl, you behave yourself, always willing and ready to please him. That's what he keeps you around for after all.

Because no one can compare to you.

Sukuna struggles to be gentle with you most of the time. Always grabbing and pulling and manhandling you into whatever position he wants you in.

But when you're sleeping so soundly beside him, your little ass wriggling against his hips and your eyelashes resting atop your cheeks, he almost wants to be gentle to keep you asleep.

One of Sukuna's hands rests on your waist, fingers slipping beneath the fabric of your loose yukata to touch your tummy. You're so warm and so cute.

He lifts his head, licking his lips as his eyes catch the soft skin of your neck and shoulder. He can't help himself, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, lips grazing over the numerous love bites in various stages of healing over your pretty skin.

You whine in your sleep, eyes screwing shut at the feeling of his lips across your sensitive neck.

"Shhh, shhh," he coos against your ear, another one of his hands pulling your yukata open, exposing your pretty tits to the cool night air.

Your little hands tighten around his forearm and he smirks against your neck. Another one of his lower arms moves down your exposed body toward your unclothed cunt, still wet and soft from earlier in the night.

His graze your wet heat, cunt still glistening with slick, just the way he likes to leave you.

Sukuna's lower arm snakes around your thigh, gently lifting your outer leg over his thick thigh, pressing his tight muscles against your unclothed heat.

"'Kuna?" your voice comes out in a tired whine, still quiet and laced with sleep.

"Go back to sleep, little one," he mutters against your ear, pressing a kiss to the underside of your jaw.

"Mm–" you hum, your hand grabbing at his large hand splayed over your tummy.

Sukuna finally presses his rough fingers against your clit, already swollen and red, begging for his attention. You let out a whiny moan at the feeling, your hand coming up to thread through Sukuna's hair as he kisses and bites at your neck.

"S'wet for me," he teases, grinning against your neck as your slick leaks out of you and onto his fingers, allowing him to quicken his pace against your little clit.

"Mm, 'Kuna, please," you whine, humping and grinding your hips against his thick, strong thigh.

"S'needy," his voice is low but he gives in to you, pressing his thick fingers into your little hole. You're only taking two of his fingers to the first knuckle and you're so tight. "Relax, little one. I can't give you what you want if you don't relax."

You do your best, releasing the tension in your thighs and letting Sukuna plunge his fingers into your gummy walls.

You throw your head back, allowing Sukuna to nip at your skin, your neck glistening with saliva from his wet kisses.

Sukuna's fingers are big and long, always able to reach parts of you that you could never reach with your own fingers, not that you ever have to anymore with how attentive Sukuna can be (more like he's always ready to fuck you good if you just say the word).

Sukuna lifts his thigh, pulling your legs further apart to fuck your little cunt open with his fingers, his fingers curling against the spongy spot inside you before scissoring you open to get you ready for him.

Sukuna isn't the type to get you off with just his fingers. He likes to, getting a fucking ego boost from the fact he can make you fall apart using just his hands.

But where's the fun in just getting you off?

"That's it, brat," he smirks, your slick dripping down the inside of your thighs and coating Sukuna's hand. "Always such a good girl f'me."

Sukuna manifests a mouth on his palm, a tongue sticking out to flick over your neglected clit. You whine loudly, your hand grabbing at his wrist because it's just too much. It feels too good.

Sukuna clicks his tongue, "mm-mm, little one. You're gonna take it, hm?"

It's not a question, it's a command.

His upper arm grabs at your hand, lifting it away from his lower wrist to pin it above your head.

Your thighs shake and your tummy burns as the tongue and fingers between your legs send you hurtling over the edge of bliss, your head throwing back with a loud moan, tears pricking the corners of your eyes and he fingers fucks you through your high.

"'Kuna-! P-Please," you cry out, thighs attempting to squeeze together as his fingers and tongue begin to overstimulate you.

"What's that, little one? Please what?" he's teasing you. Trying to embarrass you and make you beg.

"Fuck me," you whine, "please, please–"

"You think you deserve it? Going to bed with no panties? Sleeping in this thin little thing," he emphasises by rubbing your hardened nipple over the thin fabric of your yukata. "you wanted this, hm?"

"I always want you, 'Kuna," you let out a breathy sigh, "always wanna be ready f'you."

He smirks against your skin, "such a good little girl."

Sukuna suddenly rolls you onto your tummy, lifting your yukata over your ass (which is still red with bites and slap marks from the night before).

You help him as he uses his lower arms to lift your hips up, propping your ass up against his hardened clothed cocks.

"Feel what you do to me, little one?" he smirks, rolling your hips against his. "you have no shame."

You press your face into the sheets below, hands gripping the fabric as Sukuna kneads the flesh of your cute little ass.

Your back arches when Sukuna runs the pad of his thumb over the tight ring of muscles that is your little asshole. You're always so responsive to him, he's sure he'll never get enough of you.

"Such a whore having your little ass played with," his voice is low and god he likes teasing you because it's so easy.

"'Kuna," you whine as he circles your little asshole, your cunt spasming and throbbing without even being touched.

Sukuna leans over you, letting a glob of spit fall from his mouth and onto your tight rim. You moan at the coolness of it, resting your forehead against your forearm to attempt muffling your moans.

Sukuna chuckles lowly at you before pressing his thumb into your ass, just to the first knuckle, but enough for you to grip the sheets and pant at the burning stretch.

He's done this before, you've let him fuck your ass countless times but you'll never be able to get over how fucking good it feels to have him stretch you open.

Sukuna's upper arms are gripping your hips to keep your from squirming away from his touch while his lower hands play with you. One of them with a thumb in your ass while the other kneads at your asscheek and spreads you open.

He takes it slow at first, but Sukuna is not known for patience.

He presses the rest of his thumb into your ass, unable to resist a chuckle as you moan and cry into the pillows. He pumps his thumb in a few times before he pulls it out, letting you relax for half a moment before his fingers, still wet from the slick of your orgasm, press into your asshole to stretch you open for his thick cock.

"Mm– F-Fuck–" you curse, fist scrunching into the sheets.

One of Sukuna's upper hands suddenly grips your hair, pulling you up against him harshly, your thighs quivering.

"M'gonna fuck your little ass and your pussy at the same time, can you handle that f'me, little one?"

You nod your head without thinking, feeling Sukuna's thick fingers inside you making you absolutely dizzy.

"Mhm-! I can do it," you cry out, his other hand coming up to wrap around your pretty throat, squeezing softly.

"Mm, good girl, I know you can do it," he grins, finally letting go of your hair and your throat to force you back down onto the mattress.

Sukuna finally pulls his fingers out of your ass and shrugs off the yukata draped over him, letting his hard, leaking cocks spring free, his upper cock slapping against his toned abdomen.

You peer behind you and watch as Sukuna pumps his upper cock, the tip red, leaking and angry.

You gulp back the spit pooling in your mouth, your pupils dilated as you peer up at his toned, tattooed body with those cute little eyes.

"I'll start gentle, baby girl," he smirks, already reading your mind with how you eye his cock closely.

He'll start gentle. Key word is start.

Sukuna grips his upper cock, his free hand spreading your slick over his cock to make it easier to push into your tight ass.

You let out a choked moan when he presses his tip against the tight ring of muscles, slowly easing his tip inside you. You cry and whine against the mattress as Sukuna eases into you.

"Shh, shh, you want the whole country to know what a whore you are for my cocks?" Sukuna coos, hands gripping your hips.

You don't know what fucking planet you're on when Sukuna finally bottoms out inside your ass, feeling every ridge and vein of his heavy cock.

"Told you to relax," Sukuna grunts, landing a hard smack! to your ass.

"M'trying," you cry, tears slipping down your flushed cheeks, "just s'big, 'Kuna."

Sukuna smirks and chuckles before pulling half way out and slamming his hips back in, your plush ass rippling against his hips.

Your thighs quiver and shake, back arching as Sukuna slowly and achingly pumps his thick cock into your ass, trying to loosen you just a little so he can fuck you into oblivion.

You nearly fucking scream when he lifts his other cock tip to your wet little cunt, pressing the tip inside you.

You feel so fucking full.

Sukuna fucks the air out of you when he sheathes both of his cocks into your snug little ass and cunt. You feel fucking dizzy, like your head will explode with how full of him you feel.

He's stretching you open and it burns but fuck it feels so good.

He lets you adjust for a moment, feeling your holes clench around him, so tight it might snap his cocks clean off.

"Feels good, huh?" He knows it feels good, your body is telling him everything he needs to know.

From how your cunt drips, slick running down your thighs, coating his cock and soaking the blankets below you. From how you pant and cry and whine like the little crybaby you are. He makes you feel so fucking good and it goes straight to his head.

"M'gonna move, little one. You gonna take it?"

You nod your head, panting against the mattress.

"Words," he commands, yanking on your hair again. "Use your words."

You bite at your lip, the burn in your skull from how hard he's gripping your hair would be awful if you weren't so tragically into it.

"I wan' you to move," you pant out, "please, 'Kuna."

He smirks at the little nickname before letting go of your hair to wrap his thick hand around your throat, squeezing softly as he pulls almost all the way out before slamming his hips back in.

Sukuna sets a brutal pace, your ass sore and red from how hard his hips slam against it. Your hands don't know what to grab so you grab at his hand around your throat.

Sukuna is strong enough to hold you up with just an arm, he's always been stronger than you with how he manhandles and carries you around.

His hands are all over you, gripping your hip, another gripping your throat, another circling your clit while his last free hand gropes at your bouncing tits.

Sukuna loves to overstimulate you, he loves how fucked out and stupid you get when you can't take all the pleasure he's giving you.

So he manifests mouths on all his hands, tongues flicking over your clit and nipples and throat. You scream out a choked moan, eyes rolling back in your head at the feeling of Sukuna everywhere.

His thick cocks split you open, pumping hard inside you and prodding at the most sensitive parts of you.

He bullies his cocks into you, the lewd skin on skin and squelches bouncing off the walls.

You're so damn loud and Sukuna can't get enough of it.

"M'gonna cum in your ass and cunt, little one. You want that?" He's teasing you again, he's gonna cum inside you no matter what, it's where his seed belongs, dripping from your little holes.

"Yes, yes-! I wan' it," you choke out.

"Good, cus I'm gonna fuck you full."

If he could fuck you any harder you'd say it was impossible, but Sukuna was never one to be strapped down by such absurdity.

Sukuna fucks you harder, tip prodding against your cervix while the other reaches deeper and deeper into your ass. He's groaning and grunting behind you, muttering about what a good girl you are while teasing you about being a whore for him.

You feel your belly burn but it feels different this time, a pressure building in your lower belly that hurts.

"W-Wait, 'Kuna– Something feels w-weird!"

Sukuna chuckles against your shoulder, biting down on the skin, "just let it happen, little one, 's gonna feel so good."

"Mm, b-but–" you cut yourself off with a moan as you feel something snap.

You gush hard around Sukuna's cocks, crying out as you squirt all over his lower abdomen, his thighs, your thighs and the blankets.

Sukuna can only laugh as he fucks you through your high, hands gripping your hips to slam you back to meet his thrusts.

"That's it, baby girl, s'good," he grunts out as he feels his own release crash into him, spurting hot ropes of his cum against your gummy walls.

You go limp as he continues to fuck you through his own high, fucking you so full of his cum that it slips out of your tight holes and down your legs.

Sukuna finally stops, cocks throbbing inside you as he lets go of your throat, allowing you to pant and whimper against the blankets.

"Hah, s'good, brat," he groans, finally pulling out of you with a quiet pop!

You whimper at the emptiness, your holes still spasming as his thick cum leaks out of you.

"Hah, that's a sight."

You feel like you're floating, your ass still in the air as you pant, attempting to catch your breath.

Sukuna stands up, disappearing somewhere before lifting your head.

You're covered in a thin sheen of sweat, your baby hairs sticking to your skin and your eyes tired and fucked out.

Sukuna's fingers rest under your chin as he eyes you.

"You did good, brat," he praises.

You smile tiredly before he leans down to press the softest kiss to your lips, something that is entirely rare for Sukuna.

"Yeah..." he mutters against your lips, "you did good, but you're not done."

Sukuna smirks against you before letting go of your chin and gripping the base of his still-hard upper cock. Your little doe eyes meet his and he raises a brow expectantly before pressing the tip to your lips.

"Well? Open up, little one."

author's note: i'm so bricked up. happy 1,000 followers!!!

[whisperofwonder]

Oh, Baby | Part 1

Haikyuu men x pregnant!reader

Part 2 is here - after baby is born

Featuring: Miya Osamu, Kuroo Tetsurou, Kageyama Tobio, Sakusa Kiyoomi (~ 400 - 500 words each)

Most likely to be followed up at some point by scenes after baby is born because I have absolutely no chill

MIYA OSAMU

You pick at your dinner, trying your best to eat enough to satisfy Osamu. It's not that you aren't hungry, really. It's more that what you're hungry for isn't this. Osamu already worked hard to make it, though, so you'll make yourself content.

"What's wrong?" Osamu isn't fooled. He points at your plate with his chopsticks. "Isn't it good? I knew I shouldn't a' switched out the spices."

"No, it's good!" You insist quickly. "Really. I just - you're gonna think it's silly." You warn.

"Try me," He says, sitting back in his chair and watching you expectantly. You have no choice.

"I'm just really craving something in particular. Something different," You try to mask your disdain as you gesture at your plate. "I want onigiri."

"Really?" A smile breaks across his face. "Little guy wants onigiri, huh? Well that's not so bad. I can whip something up-" He's already out of his chair and poised to root in the fridge. "Whaddya want? We got tuna, umeboshi, or maybe..." He pauses to shuffle things around in the fridge in search of more ingredients.

"No," You interrupt before he can get too far, bracing yourself for what the baby is making you say next, "Actually, I was kind of thinking, well, peanut butter?" He goes still, head stuck in the fridge. "And, jelly?" You add more quietly. Slowly, he backs up and pivots, fixing you with a penetrating look.

"Sorry. It was all muffled in there. What sorta filling did ya want?" You repeat yourself, and watch as the smallest part of your husband dies. He blinks once, twice, then nods very slowly. "Okay," He says, quietly, almost as if he's steeling himself. "Okay." He repeats.

Hands resting on your growing middle, you watch as he methodically prepares the onigiri, with the exact fillings you'd requested. He hesitates with his spoon in the peanut butter, but he does what you asked. "Are ya sure this is my child?" He asks despairingly as he presents you with three perfectly formed onigiri.

"Positive," You assure him with a small chuckle. You can't help it - you're itching to dig into these onigiri, so you do. Is it an absurd combination? Yes. But does it satisfy the craving you'd been trying to ignore all day? Absolutely. You can't disguise your delight as you eat, humming happily as you savor the food your husband had so lovingly prepared for you, despite the desecration.

When you look up, you're surprised to find him smiling at you, head propped on his fist as he watches you eat.

"What're you grinning about?" You ask teasingly.

"Can't help it," He grumbles, "I'm just happy you're enjoyin' the food, even if it is an abomination. I love you." He gives your cheek a gentle pinch, then your stomach a loving pat.

"I love you too, Samu. We both do." You pause. "Want a bite?" You ask, holding the last onigiri out to him.

"Absolutely not."

KUROO TETSUROU

You're in bed, and it's barely 8:00. You never expected your normal day-to-day routine to tire you out this much, but then again you've never been 7 months pregnant before, either.

"Aw, come on," Tetsurou is cooing at your stomach, stroking it gently. "Just a little tiny kick? Mama gets to feel you move all the time." He's curled up with his face inches from your stomach, a dopey smile on on his face as he chatters to the baby as has become his nightly routine. You reach down to run a hand through his unruly hair.

"If you want someone to kick you in the bladder, that can probably be arranged," You say drily, snorting out a laugh when he looks up at you with a pout.

"I just want to feel her move," He sighs, "I feel like I always miss it. Everybody acts like it's so special."

"It is," You say softly, resting your hand on top of his. You can't deny that. "It'll happen," you say optimistically. With how bad he wants it, it has to, you silently tell your daughter.

"Yeah," He doesn't sound convinced, rolling to a sitting position. "Guess I'll go brush my teeth," He says, heading for the bathroom. You roll onto your back, reaching for your phone on the bedside table. You've just opened a conversation to respond to a text when you feel it - the faintest movement.

"Tetsu!" You call, "Come here!"

"What?" He's at the doorway in half a second, toothbrush hanging out of his mouth and a frown creasing his brow, "Wha's wrong?"

"She's moving," You say, and shift to a sitting position. You hear him spit the toothpaste in the sink, and he's there in a heartbeat, hand on your belly. Right beneath his hand, you feel her kick. You watch as the look of wonder crosses his face.

"Hi, baby girl," He breathes, focusing all of his attention on the movement of your daughter beneath his hand. "I love you so much. I'm so excited to meet you." He turns to look at you then. "Finally," He grins, and you can't help but return it.

"Didn't I tell you?" You say smugly.

"Yeah, yeah." He silences you with a minty kiss.

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

At this point in your pregnancy, there's very little that soothes your aching back. Lying down, standing up, moving around, the pain is always there in the background to some extent. That's why you find yourself in the living room in the middle of the night, propping yourself up between the arm chair and wall in search of a position that will provide some relief.

"Are you alright?" You nearly jump out of your skin at the touch of Tobio's hand on your back. When you left the room, he'd been sleeping like a rock as usual.

"Fine," You assure him, stretching to a slightly more dignified position. "My back's just a little sore."

"Oh," He runs a hand gently up and down the muscles of your back. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Hold this for a second?" You say with a breathy laugh, mostly joking as you press a hand beneath your round stomach.

"I can try," He says seriously, moving behind you. You're about to tell him it was just a joke, but then you feel his chest pressed against your back and his hands gently supporting the underside of your belly. Instead of the protest that had been forming on your lips, you let out a groan of relief.

"Was that good?" He asks uncertainly.

"Very good," You're quick to assure him, letting your eyes close. He only hums in response, pressing a light kiss to your shoulder. You'd forgotten it was possible for your back to feel this normal. It's blissful. You could almost fall asleep right here and now.

"You sure are making trouble for your mama," You hear your husband whisper, drawing you back out of your drowsy state.

"It's okay," You murmur, "It'll all be worth it." He presses another kiss to your shoulder, and you sink back into silence.

"I really think we should get you back to bed," He says finally. Even though it means he'll have to let go, you feel you don't have any choice but to agree. "We can do this again tomorrow," He promises as he takes your hand to make your way back to the bedroom. You give his hand a tug and press a kiss to his lips. You'll hold him to that.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

"I'm home," You hear Kiyoomi call from the front door. You freeze, but it's too late to hide the evidence. Soon enough, your husband appears in the nursery doorway, and you're caught red-handed.

"I told you I'd build that bookshelf tonight," He says, striding into the room and plucking the loose shelf from your hand. He takes the bag of screws from the other, sets them down, and then draws you away from your project.

"I know, but I just had to do something," You insist. "I already put all the clothes in the dresser, vacuumed, washed the drapes, and the box was just sitting there." His brow creases, and you realize you've said too much.

"You washed the drapes?" He heaves a heavy sigh. "How did you even get them down? And put them back up?"

You smile nervously. "A chair," You try to sound nonchalant. "They really aren't that high."

"My love," He says, taking your hands in his. "Please don't do something like that again. What if you fell?" You lower your head, biting down on your lip. It truly hadn't crossed your mind.

"Sorry," You whisper, "There's just so much to do! We need to be ready. The baby will be here in just a few months. I just want everything to be perfect."

"I know," He says, now rubbing comforting circles into the backs of your hands, "And we'll take care of everything. Together." He draws you into him and tucks your head beneath his chin. "I promise. I just want you to be safe."

His voice is a comforting rumble against your ear, and you nod your head against him. "I know," You agree softly.

"Good," He says, pulling back and pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Now, since you've been busy all day, why don't you let me make dinner?" You open your mouth to protest, but with one look at his face, you close it again. "After dinner, you can read me the instructions. I'll build the bookshelf."

You smile at your husband. "Thanks for taking care of us, Kiyoomi," You say, and his expression softens.

"Of course. It's my job."

[darnell-la]

can i request reader babytrapping logan? him begging her not to make him cum inside sounds filthy but amazing

note: Logan and his overthinking, but he loves the reader so much that he’ll just have to be more obsessive and protective over her.

———

“Slow down, Bub — Can’t have Wade hearing us,” Logan placed his hands on both of y/n’s ass cheeks, trying to slow her down and make her move at his own paste.

“So close,” y/n moaned low as she leaned down in between the crook of his neck. The man could barely keep his grunts in, legs shaking as his cock pulsed. He was close and had to tell her to get off soon. Even if she came cum first.

“Fuck, Bub — Hurry up — I’m close too,” Logan told the girl, only making her grip the sheets and bounce more uncontrollably. She needed all of him, and he never gave it to her. She’ll get it tonight.

“Hey, slow down,” Logan tried stopping her, but she wouldn’t. She kept bouncing, cunt soaking his cock the faster she went. “So close,” y/n whined, feeling her clit go numb.

“Bub, get off — C-Can’t take it anymore,” Logan’s hips bucked as his breathing quickened. “Please, don’t push me off — Wanna feel you cum,” y/n begged the man as she put all of her weight onto him.

“Fuck, y/n — Don’t be like this — Not right now,” the man could barely hold himself back. Her legs were too sweet, and his kind tried taking him over. Maybe breeding her doesn’t sound too bad.

“Please, please — Need it,” y/n’s voice spoke in his ear, echoing through his body like an angel. “Fuck, y/n, we can’t. We- Fuck!” Logan couldn’t speak as his feet curled.

“That’s it, daddy — Please fill me up — Please,” Logan’s cock twitched as her cunt slid up and down his shaft. He was far too gone when he tried pulling her off. He became weak, allowing y/n to grab his wrists and pin them next to his head.

“Yes, yes!” She cried out, clenching around his cock as she came. Logan’s mouth went slack as his breath n became spotty. Y/n rose back and forth until she felt his warm seed shoot into her cunt.

“Oh, yes,” y/n cried in pleasure, loving the feeling of his seed filling her up and his body's reaction to doing so. “So good, daddy,” y/n whispered as she softly sucked on the side of the man’s neck.

After riding her orgasm out for a couple of more minutes, y/n got off and flopped to the side of the man. He was out of breath and still contemplating life. He came to her, and she knows he has love issues.

Everyone he loves ends up hurt, which is why he always tries to argue with Wade. “Baby, it’s okay,” y/n placed her hand on the man’s chest. “I’ll be okay. I’m safe with you. This is a new life,” y/n tried comforting the man.

Logan slowly turned his head towards the woman, eyes full of tears even though he had just had the best orgasm of his life.

“But, I love you. I love you so fuckin’ much,” Logan slightly cried out, making her pout, feeling a bit bad for doing this, but he has to get over this sooner or later, sight? They’ve been dating for months, and y/n’s finally ready to settle down. Logan’s perfect.

“I love you too, Logan, but you can’t push me away. That will be the only thing hurting me,” y/n rubbed his cheek to remove one single tear. The two silently looked into each other's eyes, falling in love all over again.

“Felt so good — C-Couldn’t pull out,” Logan admitted with a slight smile. “I know, baby. I want more tomorrow after we rest,” Y/n said before kissing the top of the man’s head.

“Need it now,” Logan’s words surprised her. She was even more shocked when the man moved on top of her, coming up and between her legs. “Gonna keep you forever. I’ll never let you go. Never,”

[mattybsgroupie]

— mornings ★ matt sturniolo

— CONTENTS: established relationship; p in v; creampie; praising; soft dom!matt

— NOTES: hi! i'm back! the last few weeks were extremely challenging for my mental health BUT i'm feeling much better now and finally got the motivation to write again. unfortunately, this was not requested, but i felt like i needed to write something lighter and softer (and super short and not proofread as usual lmao) before fully coming back. thank you for being so patient, i love you all so much and i hope you enjoy this one!

i sighed deeply as i heard my alarm ringing early in the morning. matt groaned when i turned in bed to shut the loud noise down, leaving his arms for a few seconds before coming back and curling myself up under the blankets, trying to get five more minutes of rest with matt spooning me.

his sleep was always deep, but the moments in between his dreams and him waking up were the ones that bothered him the most. matt always had to come closer and hold me in order to fully wake up. this time, however, a still sleepy matt started kissing my shoulder from behind, mumbling something none of us could understand.

“morning babe” i said, resting my hand over his and tightening the hug. matt didn’t respond and kept on leaving pecks over my neck before reaching to my ear, slowly biting it. i rubbed my eyes with my free hand, yawning before speaking again “we’re gonna be late”.

matt brought his hips closer, allowing me to feel his half-hard cock through the sweaters. he slowly moved his hand to my shirt, massaging my covered breasts. i sunk my teeth on my bottom lip when his thumb brushed over my nipple, teasing me as he kept his eyes shut, not doing any effort to properly wake up.

“matt, i’m serious, we need to get up”, i complained, pretending to be in a rush.

“shh” he shushed me, fingers going to my lips as a sign to stay quiet. i knew i was gonna give in at any second, the wetness between my legs starting to grow as i gave a long lick on his index before putting it inside of my mouth. i let my tongue rest on his digit, gradually sliding it to the back of my mouth. i felt his breath getting heavier as the grip on my boobs grew stronger, his kisses turning into love bites. “you’re getting me all worked up” he whispered, the tent in his pants now poking my covered ass.

matt took my wrist and led my hand to his boner, allowing me to palm his full hard-on through his pajamas. he gasped when i wrapped my fingers on his clothed shaft, teasing rather than jerking him off. with his usual impatience, matt grabbed my waist with both of his hands, flipping me over and making me face him, our chests glued to each other.

i couldn't bring myself to say anything, completely astonished by his beauty - his messy hair, blue eyes, pouty lips. i brought my palms to his face, cupping his cheeks and sealing our lips in a desperate, hungry kiss. matt quickly slid his tongue in, swirling it around mine and filling the bedroom with our lewd, wet sounds.

“matt” i muffled “i need you so bad”

“yeah?” he said, hands going to my waistband before entering my pants and groping my ass “my needy girl” matt continued as he squeezed my flesh and sucked my neck, soon reaching my still covered breasts.

“wanting my cock so early in the morning?” i nodded vigorously, eager eyes expecting his next move. matt tugged my pants down my legs and removed my shirt, tossing it somewhere around the room before taking off his own pajamas, both of us lying naked next to each other.

we came closer, locking our legs together, allowing our parts to meet as matt hid his face in the crook of my neck while i wrapped my arms around his shoulders, kissing every inch of skin i could reach. he pumped his own cock a few times before bringing it to my aching pussy, rubbing my swollen clit with his tip. i moaned from the sudden contact, moving my hips forward to get more friction. “so eager for me aren’t you?”, he said as he positioned himself on my entrance, his leaking tip making my hole even wetter.

i squeezed my eyes shut as i felt matt’s cock entering me and stretching my walls. “so fucking tight, s-shit” he groaned, taking way too long to fill me up. we stood like that for a moment, matt allowing me to get comfortable with his size before i started moving, whining in frustration.

“use your words, princess” he spoke as he kissed my neck. “haven’t even fucked you and already can’t talk?”

“matt, gosh” i said as he bucked his hips forward, the swollen veins of his dick rubbing inside of me. “fuck, you’re so fucking good” i praised him, receiving a muffled moan from him in response.

“taking me so well sweetie, doing so good for me” matt said as his pace became faster, slapping his bare skin against mine, searching for his own high. i threw my head back when he hit my sweet spot, letting my mouth hang open as my pussy clenched “that’s it, good girl”.

i could feel matt’s sweat dripping as he mindlessly pounded into me, working hard to make us cum together, “feel so fucking good around my cock baby, fuck” he whispered and i felt his cock twitching inside of me.

“matt— close” i whimpered, digging my nails deep into his back. 

“already?” he teased with a smirk, as if he wasn’t about to bust. i rolled my eyes at the joke, quickly losing my senses as i felt the knot on my lower belly tightening. “‘m gonna cum!”

“no need to ask princess” he panted, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he got closer. “cum for me. c’mon, make a mess for me baby” 

 i felt his release filling me, throwing me over the edge with his thick spurt painting my walls white. our orgasms came at once, washing us over in pleasure as i trembled on him, matt groaning with the pressure on his cock.

matt, still sleepy, took longer to recover than i did. he closed his eyes after he came, panting heavily while hugging my waist.

“babe” i called. “i’m serious now, we gotta get up”.

“i don’t care” he said, snuggling onto me. “just five more minutes, please”

i knew i shouldn’t, but i gave in. i rested my head on his chest, feeling his warm embrace. five minutes wouldn’t make that much of a difference — i was already late, anyways.

[giannaln4]

Make You Feel Better

lando norris x fem reader

summary: Lando wasn't feeling the best after a long day of media duties, but he could always count on you to make him feel better. (915 words)

warnings: mdni, + 18, smut, unprotected sex, needy!lando

a/n: heyy everyone! sorry for disappearing after posting literally just one fic, but with uni and then summer i didn't really find the time to write but i'm working on a few fics right now! anyway please send some requests!

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Some days were better than others, and Lando always tried to be positive around you, but today just wasn’t his day. He had a long day; media day wasn’t his favourite, too many people to talk to, cameras all around at all times, and on top of that, he was feeling a little under the weather. 

It’s not like he always felt that way, it was a part of his duties and he liked to meet fans. He loved seeing the people that supported him unconditionally so happy just by seeing him. He knew he had to do it anyway, but the triple header was getting to him, and it was only the second weekend.

He dragged himself back into his hotel, dragging his feet out of the elevator and through the hallways. He wasn’t expecting to see you awake, still waiting for him, but he was almost relieved when he spotted you sitting in his bed.

“Hi” You happily greeted him when he entered the room, putting your phone down to pay attention to him.

“Hi” He replied, not as happy as you. You could easily see that he was having a bad day. 

He dropped his bag next to the door and made his way to the bed, collapsing in your arms as soon as he got there. “Bad day” was all he said and you didn’t push it any further. You let him settle in your arms, rubbing his back as you both sink into the mattress.

“It’s okay, baby. You should get some rest, I know you haven’t been sleeping as much as you are supposed to” 

He shook his head into your chest “I had something else in mind”

“Go on” You knew where this was going, and honestly you couldn’t complain.

“I was thinking, uh- you could help me feel better” His voice was a little hesitant, but his hands were confident when they found your hips, squeezing them as if he was trying to give you a hint of what he wanted.

“Yeah? How?”

“I need you, please”

You smile down at him, suddenly needy for him “Is that what you want?”

He nodded desperately, and he immediately lifted his head and reached for your chin, pulling you in for a kiss. It started rough and passionate, you could barely catch your breath. You climbed into his lap, placing your knees to his sides.

“How do you want me?” You managed to ask in between kisses.

“Ride me”

As soon as he said that you got up, taking a step back and slowly undressing in front of him. “Are you gonna keep your clothes?”

“Uh- no” He quickly got rid of them, keeping his eyes on you the entire time.

You were both naked, and you returned to your previous position on his lap. After a moment of making out, you softly pushed him into the mattress and leaned down to meet his lips again.

“Want me to help you feel better? You had a bad day so you need me to ride you?” Lando’s eyes widened and he nodded quickly, bucking his hips up.

You shook your head, pulling away “Words, Lando”

“Yes. Baby, please” He begged, his hands on your hips again.

You smirk, satisfied with his answer. He was still holding onto your hips as you began to get comfortable on top of him, he then placed his hands on your tits, massaging them softly as you started to stroke his needy cock. He let out a loud moan at your touch.

Your pussy was soaking wet, brushing up against his thigh. The contact made you moan softly and you couldn't help but put more pressure, relieving your need a little bit. You kept rubbing your core against him as he let out soft whimpers, your hand still stroking him, but the relief you were giving him wasn’t nearly enough. “Please, baby” Lando moaned as you placed your hands on his stomach.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me”

That was all you needed to hear, so you situated yourself and slowly sank down on his cock. He moaned loudly, and your hands moved up to his chest, as you began to roll your hips. His hands moved to your hips again as his own bucked up into you, making you whimper as loud as he was.

“You always make me feel so good” He cried out.

Your mind was too focused on your own pleasure you didn’t even answer him. You continued moving, a string of moans of his name leaving your lips. He was deep, deep inside of you and he just hit that place where you both feel incredibly good. 

“Fuck” Lando said with furrowed brows, his cheeks red and forehead full of sweat. His curls were stuck to his forehead, making him incredibly sexy. “I’m gonna cum,” he said when he started to get that feeling in his lower abdomen.

You didn’t say anything but you picked up your pace, bringing Lando even closer to his orgasm. It didn’t take long for him to shoot his release inside you, making you come closer to your own release.

He moaned your name repeatedly, and you collapsed on his chest when your mindblowing orgasm finally hit you. You were barely moving your hips now, dusting off your high.

You finally stopped moving and you stayed like that for a while, catching your breath as your cheek was pressed on his chest.

“Feel better, baby?”

“Yeah”

[reilemon]

🦪Iridescent Scales🦪 heads up - audio is nsfw-ish

♡︎synopsis: You help Rafayel with whatever he's going through (mermaid heat).

♡︎pairing: Rafayel x fem!reader

｡°⚠︎°｡MINORS DNI (18+ ONLY)｡°⚠︎°｡

♡︎cw: temperature play, blowjob, multiple orgasms (both Rafayel and reader), creampie

♡︎word count: 1.5k

♡︎a/n: Ofc I had to write a spicy version for Ebb and Flow.

♡︎ special thanks to my beta reader ♡︎@its-de♡︎ for reading and helping me with this

divider by @cafekitsune

"Don't hold back. Share your warmth with me." Rafayel breathes out, his hand clutching your wrist.

"..." You're confused by the request, almost a plea. Before you can say anything, his hand starts guiding yours from his satin cheek, over his neck, down his exposed chest...

You try to free your hand when you realize where he's going. "Rafayel - !" But his hand doesn't let you move.

"You're burning up! I need to get you some ice!" With that you manage to free your hand and hurry towards the kitchen.

For whatever reason, your boyfriend didn't have any ice packs in the freezer, so you filled a resealable bag with ice cubes. You might go grocery shopping for him tomorrow, if he doesn't get better.

You slowly approach him as you notice that his eyes are closed, but they flutter open and he turns to you when you sit down next to him. He doesn't say anything, just lets you gently rest the ice cold bag on his neck. He's still wearing that uncomfortable frown, as he's looking at you, studying you, like he's waiting for something.

Even if this condition, whatever it is, only happens once a year, you still feel bad for Rafayel. You wish you could take away the pain.

You switch the bag to the other side, and you press your lips to his forehead. Still burning up.

"I wish there's something more I could do." You softly murmur.

"I've told you..." He groans and grabs your free hand and starts leading it down again. And you stop him again.

"Rafayel, I'm not gonna take advantage of you!"

Now he frowns at you in both discomfort and confusion. "I'm not intoxicated, am I? And I'm both telling you and showing you how to help me."

Is it how he used to make it go away? You don't want to make him even more upset by asking that. Even if he says it will help, you're still hesitant about helping him in that way. An Ice cold bath would certainly help the most, but he's too tired to move and you can't drag his dead weight to the bath.

You still have ice though.

With a new idea, you open the bag and take out one ice cube. Setting the bag aside, you work the rest of the buttons and open the shirt, exposing his torso.

His breath hitches as you slowly drag the ice cube from his collar bone and his toned chest. Rafayel pants as he watches you take another ice cube, the first one melting on his hot skin in seconds. You take two, three more, the ice gliding and melting over the ridges and valleys of his muscles, goosebumps sprinkling his pale, glistening skin.

You rest your hand on his chest, feeling the damp and cooled skin under your touch, thinking you made some progress, but his chest is still rising and falling rapidly.

Rafayel whispers your name and takes the hand on his chest, this time gently, bringing it to his lips, planting a soft kiss. "Touch me, please."

And how can you deny him, when he's looking at you with those mesmerizing, pleading eyes.

"Okay." You give his lips a small peck. "But you need to tell me if you start feeling uncomfortable."

He nods, agreeing to your condition, and pulls you by the back of your head in a deep, desperate kiss, while the other hand frees his hard member in mere seconds.

You don't want to tease him, as much as you love doing that to him, you know that now is not the time. You're going to indulge him, and you love that even more.

Rafayel hisses against your lips, as your still cold hand wraps around his so fucking hot dick. You whisper a small sorry and he just shakes his head and continues the kiss, tongue darting out to lick your lips, and to slide inside, meeting yours.

Your hand, already warmed up, slowly starts stroking him, your finger playing with the tip, spreading around the precum, so much precum, that was leaking out. You spread it around, making it easy to pump his cock, going up and down, twisting your wrist, rubbing the sensitive swollen tip.

And it's getting harder for Rafayel to keep his lips locked with yours, moans and pants following your every move.

You're no better. Watching his flushed face with those beautiful scales, while his cock is throbbing under your touch, has you holding back moans, your mouth salivating, and your panties soaked.

Telling yourself that he needs this, you get down on your knees, sitting between his thighs. Rafayel watches you in awe, as your tongue goes from the base towards the tip, licking and swirling, followed by your plump lips wrapping around, working your way down. He curses under his breath as you suck and slowly bob your head, his hand resting on your head.

"Fuck, princess, you're - haah- doing so good ..." He chokes back another moan. "Touch yourself for me, please..."

And you do just that - your free hand buries itself inside your panties, two middle fingers sliding between your folds, then zeroing in on the bundle of nerves, going up and down, and around. You moan around his dick as you pleasure yourself, the vibration and the lewd sight driving Rafayel crazy. His hips thrust upwards with more vigor, the cockhead hitting your throat more, and you let him use your mouth and throat however he wants. The sensation of his dick hitting the back of your throat, while moans are spilling out of his lips, with your fingers in your panties, makes you so desperately aroused, so needy for more.

With one last thrust, hot semen fills your throat and mouth, tears pricking your eyes as you choke a little. There's so much of it that some of it still spills down the corners of your mouth.

Swallowing, you pull your lips away from his still hard cock before you start overstimulating him, and you take your hand out of your soaked underwear. Rafayel brings you up and makes you straddle. He brings the hand covered with your essence to his lips and wraps them around your digits, eyes closing as he savors your taste.

He pulls away from your fingers and cups your cheek. "Get yourself off on my dick."

You almost yelp at his words. "But - You -?"

He throws the blanket from the sofa onto the floor, sweeps you up in his arms and lays you down on top of it. He tugs off your pants and underwear in one swift motion, picks you up, and you're on top of him again. His breath fans over your lips as he lines his cock against your dripping entrance. "Use me, pretty girl. I'm all yours."

The frown from before is gone, and is replaced with lustful daze in his eyes, the only thing on his mind being chasing each other's high. And you're not sure if it's your skin adapting to his heat, or if his body temperature has actually gone down. The burning red on his cheeks and chest is still present though.

He makes the decision easy for you as he pushes his tip past your entrance, and like a reflex, you slide down his length, a slight sting following the motion but is replaced with waves of pleasure as you start moving your hips.

"That's it doll, just like that." Rafayel admires you from below as you roll your hips, your clit grazing his pelvis as he thrusts up in your rhythm, moans leaving your alluring lips. His hands, clinging to your hips, dig into your supple skin in a bruising grip, as he feels another orgasm building up.

You whimper as he sneaks his thumb between your bodies, rubbing your sensitive nub, and you hold onto his still clothed shoulders. "Don't stop - !" You pant and within seconds you lie down on top of him, waves of your orgasm leaving you breathless, letting him move you to ride out your high.

His arms wrap around you, holding you tightly against him, his feverishly hot body making you sweat. Rafayel grits out "Can I cum inside you?"

You nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck and nod, sloppily kissing the smooth skin and delicate scales, tasting his sweat on your tongue. You're held in place as he pounds into you, his dick hitting your sweet spot over and over, his pelvis slapping against your clit. Your pussy throbs with another orgasm, and with strangled, breathless moans, Rafayel fills you up, the twitching and his cum - all of it making you lightheaded.

With the last few slow thrusts, Rafayel pulls out, the emptiness and cold air against your leaking entrance making you shiver.

You prop yourself up on your elbows, resting on either side of his head. You brush away the curls sticking to his forehead. You softly whisper, still catching your breath "Are you okay?"

He smiles and caresses your cheek "Yeah. But I'll feel even better if you can spend the night by my side."

[c-o-t-o]

Don't Make A Mess

Author: c-o-t-o

Character: Denji x fem reader

CW: 18+ only, sexual content/smut, character aged up, explicit language, sexual frustration, begging

Misc: ~3.3k words. Requested by anon (quiet sex because others are around, Denji begging to cum inside you, additional request sent for it to be x fem reader).

About: You and Denji can't stop flirting at work and find yourselves hiding in Makima's office closet. While you're in there, Denji can't keep his hands to himself.

*Do not remove info or credit from posts when reblogging or sharing!*

Walking down the hallway with his hands in his pockets, Denji walks into you, quietly laughing. The two of you have been extra flirty today. Even though you're at work, you're both in such a lighthearted mood you can't seem to help yourselves. Bumping into each other and giggling, poking and prodding when your backs are turned, and stealing glances until one of you blushes and looks away.

Everyone has either been groaning at your public displays of affection, or silently thinking to themselves how cute it is… but neither of you take notice of anyone or anything else around in the midst of your flirting. 

Makima called you both to her office to place you on an assignment together, since you've been partners lately. Before walking into her office, you and Denji try to stifle your laughter and walk in as seriously as you can without cracking a smile.

But once you enter, however, you find that Makima isn't there. Maybe she stepped out? Maybe she hasn't gotten there yet and the two of you are early. 

You walk over to Makima's desk and hop on top of it, sitting at the edge.

“Hey, you can't just sit on her desk, I don't think Makima would like that." Denji suddenly says a bit more seriously. Swinging your legs, you raise an eyebrow at him.

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it then?" You smirk. A grin forms in the corner of Denji's mouth as he tries to sternly walk up to you, slamming his hands onto the desk on both sides of you. Grinning, he leans forward over you slightly, causing you to lean back a little. 

“Well, I could just tell her when she gets in…” Denji smiles to himself and then chuckles under his breath when he gets an idea. “But if you can find a way to silence me, I guess I won't be able to tell her." Denji smiles coyly at you. 

You feel your face blush when you realize what he's asking for. You and Denji have kissed a few times already, sure. But they were always quick ones since both of you always ended up being too bashful to really go in for a real kiss yet. That, and you've never really had enough privacy to really go at it.

Denji places his hand in the small of your back, eyes narrowing as his face suddenly becomes serious, looking down at your lips lustfully. You've never seen Denji look at you like this so closely before, and it made your heart race. Maybe it was the constant flirting today, or maybe it was seeing him in uniform that really did it for you, but you can't seem to control your urges today, either. 

Denji gently pulls your body towards him, slowly leaning in towards you, waiting for you to close the very small gap that he's left between your panting lips. Instinctively running your fingers through his hair to grab his head, you pull yourself forward the rest of the way and kiss him deeply. Almost immediately do you feel Denji start breathing harder and more haphazardly, kissing you back deeper than he ever has. His kisses come quickly as if he can't get enough of them, grabbing your face now as well to be able to pull you even the tiniest bit closer to him. 

You momentarily break, foreheads against each other's, panting. Your heart is still racing… you've been waiting for so long now to really kiss Denji like that. You've been fantasizing about a lot more than that, to be honest, but this kiss was an incredible start. It was much more passionate than you expected from him.

You look down and notice that subconsciously, you've wrapped your legs around Denji's waist as you remain seated on the desk. Following your gaze, Denji sees that you've wrapped yourself around him, and he presses himself against you. You feel his bulge, but your thoughts are quickly redirected to him now dragging his finger down your cheek… along your jaw to your chin, still panting closely against your lips.

“Do you wanna finish this back home?” Denji leans forward to whisper into your ear, his hot breath making you cringe with pleasure. His cheek rubs against yours like animals nuzzling each other.

“We can't just leave though…” you think out loud. "Makima hasn't seen us yet, but literally everyone else has. They'll tell her we just left-”

"I can't, I…" Denji starts squirming. “I need you. Right now." Denji whines through gritted teeth. He's been rubbing against you this whole time, growing harder and harder. “I have to do something about this." He grabs your hand and puts it over his crotch. It startles you for him to suddenly do that so forwardly, but you quickly understand why. He is as hard as a fucking rock. Your face reddens as you look back up at him, pulling your hand away.

“But Denji, we haven't… I mean, isn't this kind of fast?” You say that, even though it's not really how you feel. You were just thinking to yourself how you've been fantasizing about doing this exact kind of thing with Denji. Although, you did expect the setting to be a little different.

“You don't want to?" Denji asks somewhat surprised and disappointed, almost pouting at you. He lets up a little bit on grinding against you in response.

“No, I do, but…” you blush as you realize you've just admitted it out loud. At this point there's no reason to really be bashful anymore. "I just thought it would have happened a little differently than this. A little more… romantic I guess?”

Denji looks somewhat disappointed and admits that he had hoped for the same thing and apologizes.

"I kind of had something planned that was nicer than this, but…” he sighs. "It's kind of hard when we're never alone. At home you share a room with Power and Aki is always there. Otherwise we're always here. I just thought maybe since everyone's at work right now, nobody would be home.”

You lift Denji's face to kiss him and smile.

“I just can't say no to you, Denji." You chuckle. You were head over heels for him, so it's true that you didn't want to ever say no to him. You had no reason to say no to anything, especially since you really did want to go all the way with him.

You both start kissing heavily with Denji grinding against you again, until you hear footsteps and muffled voices slowly approaching the office.

With your legs still wrapped around him, Denji lifts you off the desk and carries you into the closet in Makima's office.

“Why are we hiding in here??“ you shout with a whispered voice. Denji tilts his head at you as if the answer should be obvious. He takes your hand and once again places it over his crotch, where you feel how incredibly hard he is. It's true, there's no way he would be able to face Makima with a freaking tent in his pants.

Makima enters her office with Aki, the two of them chatting quietly and sitting by her desk. You hear her say that she thought you would both be waiting for her, but maybe you didn't come yet.

You realize now that your hand is still on Denji's crotch and he's been rubbing up against it. You feel wetness start to pool between your legs at the prospect of hiding in a closet with an extremely horny and hard Denji.

While you try to peek out of the slots of the closet doors, Denji's body presses up against you from behind, grinding up against you. He kisses the nape of your neck, delicately nilbbling on it with his sharp teeth. You breathe in sharply and turn around to continue kissing him. At one point Denji breaks away to put a finger up to his mouth, indicating you both need to be quiet. You nod quickly, and get back to kissing him. 

Both of your hands have been roaming around each other's bodies, feeling and grabbing at each other. Denji's hand found its way up your shirt, not surprisingly, and has been fondling your breast. You managed to unbutton his pants in the dark and have been stroking Denji's cock as he buried his face into your neck in an attempt to keep quiet. Honestly it all happened so quickly that you can barely recall who started what, but in the heat of the moment you lost yourself to your lust.

You knew you both should have stayed still in the closet, but you felt so intoxicated by the thrill of the situation. Denji starts impatiently thrusting in and out of your hand, turning you on and making him shake impatiently. The lack of air circulation makes you both start sweating and panting more. The feeling of Denji's (surprisingly soft) fingers caressing your breast, fingertips circling around your nipple, makes your head spin. Between that and feeling his cock throbbing in your hand was enough to make you want to have your way with Denji right then and there.

He must have felt the same way, because suddenly, you feel him whispering in your ear from behind.

“I can't take it anymore, I want to be inside you, please…” you feel Denji sighing with frustration on your neck, face down against your skin. Your heart skips a beat hearing him want the same thing as you, but reality begins to set in a little bit. You're still in Makima’s office, her and Aki just across the room. You have a feeling Makima could tell that you two were in there, but she didn't seem to acknowledge the closet or look that way yet. She could come in here at any moment, for any reason.

“Denji, we can't," you say with disappointment. You swallow hard, hearing yourself say something you don't really believe. “Makima could hear us, it's too risky." 

You hear Denji quietly whimper into your neck, and you can feel his body trembling pressed up against yours from behind. He starts kissing your neck pleadingly, working his way up from the nape of your neck to your ear. He nuzzles it with his nose, panting desperately, swallowing hard. He licks the shell of your ear slowly, nibbling on it with his sharp teeth and whispering “please" over and over in an attempt to turn you on more and change your mind.

“Please, I'll do anything, I'll make it up to you. Next time I'll make it super romantic, I just…” Denji holds back a grunt to try and keep quiet. “I'm getting close. I don't wanna make a mess or Makima will know we were in here. Please let me cum inside you, I can't take it anymore." Denji whimpers again. "It's gonna happen soon, please, let me finish inside of you and I'll do whatever you want after this. Please…”

Denji has been helplessly thrusting in and out of your hand this whole time, knees buckling every now and then at the desperation of wanting to fuck you. Just hearing him beg you like this made you so wet that you could feel it seeping through your underwear… your clit swelling at the thought of finally having Denji inside of you.

As soon as you start undoing your pants, Denji showers your neck with kisses, licking and sucking at your exposed shoulder in appreciation. When your underwear falls to your ankles, you feel wetness being dragged down your thigh and leg with it. No sooner than when it hits the ground do you feel Denji lining up to enter you, his engorged head wading in your pool of wetness.

However, taking you by surprise, he pauses.

You feel Denji embrace you with both arms, pulling you into a hug from behind. 

“I'll be careful, but tell me if it hurts." Denji whispers. If it hurts? ‘Why would it hurt?’ you think to yourself. Before you can finish your thought, you feel Denji's hand cover your mouth.

He slides into you, the length of him making you gasp. He must have known that would happen which is why he preemptively covered your mouth. Denji has to bury his face into your neck to muffle his “fuck". You feel him throbbing inside you, pressing against all your sensitive spots just right.

Denji slowly thrusts in and out of you. Slowly, because you're so incredibly wet that him moving in and out makes too much noise. But it's no use, he can't control himself any more and picks up the pace. You can't believe how big Denji is, his cock absolutely filling your insides and hitting further back than you imagined it would. 

Through the slots of the closet door, you suddenly see more Public Safety hunters coming into Makima's office. You're somewhat relieved for the increase in noise because it's masking the squelching of Denji pumping in and out of you relentlessly. Your eyes keep rolling back cause Denji feels so fucking good, but you try your best to focus on what's going on outside. You can hear the other hunters asking where you and Denji are, and Makima say she's been waiting for the two of you.

You are again distracted when you feel your wetness dripping down your thighs. 

“You're so wet," Denji whispers through gritted teeth, trying so, so hard to keep quiet. “You feel so fucking good. Am I hurting you? Is it too deep…” Denji's voice trails off as he pulls out of you, slowly pushing just the head of his cock in and out of your entrance teasingly. "You like that…" Denji purrs while licking your ear. You feel like a faucet with how much wetness is just pouring out of you at this point. You can practically feel your creaminess has gotten on Denji's lower abs, nearly stringing every time he pulls away. 

Denji must be getting close because you can feel how engorged he's become inside of you, his head practically getting stuck halfway each time he pulls out. His grip on your body has gotten tighter, and you can feel his hands shaking in desperation. He's trying so hard to just finish while fighting the urge to make it last longer. 

“Getting… close…” he almost chokes on his words. He pulls your body tight against his chest, pumping in and out of you even faster now to put himself over the edge. 

"Ahh~” Denji accidentally lets a slight moan out. Nobody seems to have heard, but you immediately see Makima's eyes dart to look directly at the closet as she sits at her desk. Unmoving, unchanged, she looks back to the group as they all try to surmise where you two could have possibly gone.

“Cum- cumming…” Denji manages to say between pants, “I'm cumming…” he whispers so quietly into your ear that you barely hear it. 

Makima suddenly stands up and says the two of you must have gone home, and dismisses the Public Safety hunters. They all start walking to leave Makima's office, all passing right in front of the closet door.

Denji nearly slams his hand over your mouth again, and his own with his other hand, as he starts shooting inside of you. You can feel it spurting out of him as he twitches with each spurt. It feels so hot inside you, and so deep. Denji's body nearly convulses as he finishes inside of you, letting out a heavy breath through his nose with each pump, each twitch of his body.

Your heart is beating so loud that you can't help but feel like Makima can somehow hear it. That she's known about you and Denji being there the whole time.

Finally Denji takes a long, deep breath out, signaling the end of his (surprisingly long) orgasm. 

Right away, Denji pulls you into a hug from behind and starts kissing your neck slowly and passionately. His hot breath on your ear makes you pulsate and clench inside, in turn making him throb against your insides. After pulling out slowly and carefully to make sure nothing spills out, Denji leans down to help pull your underwear and pants back up. 

Makima tells Aki he should leave as well and see if we've gone back home. Makima walks him to the door, the both of them passing in front of the closet on their way. Makima then thinks to herself out loud that maybe you two have gotten distracted somewhere in the building and announces that she'll be going to look for you. You can't tell if she's actually saying this to someone outside the door that you can't see, or if she's saying it for you.

Either way, Makima does eventually leave as well.

Office now empty, you and Denji burst out of the closet, nearly tripping over each other. You realize how hot it was in the closet because the office is so much colder in comparison. Denji's face is beet red and glistening from sweat, and you imagine that yours must be as well. 

Trying to quickly fix up your uniforms and straighten yourselves out, you and Denji try to leave the office when Makima pivots and appears in the doorway.

“Oh, it's you two. I almost sent out a search party for you. Do you care to explain?" 

You suddenly feel Denji's cum trickling down inside of you, and in response you clench to keep it from coming out.

“We were late, so…” Denji's eyes dart around the room as he tries to come up with an excuse. “So we ran here! That's why we're so sweaty. Yeah, we ran. Sorry ‘bout being late miss Makima.” 

“Well, you're here now. Come to my desk and I'll fill you in on your assignment.” Makima motions for you two to follow her back to her desk. Standing there while she explains her assignment for you, all you can focus on is keeping Denji's cum inside of you. You can already feel that your underwear and pants are soaked through from being so wet… as long as you didn't take long strides or sit down, nobody would be able to see it. But if all of Denji's cum came out as well… it might eventually show through somewhere. 

After about ten minutes of standing and listening, Makima dismisses you both. You head to one of the cars to drive you and Denji to your destination, and when you get inside and shut the doors, you both sigh heavy and loud with relief.

“I'm gonna be honest, I have no idea what Makima asked us to do," Denji laughs, leaning back in the passenger seat with his hands behind his head. He glances over at you suggestively. “All I could think about is how my cum is still inside you." He smirks devilishly, eyes darkening with mischievous lust. 

“How about we drive somewhere secluded and have a car quickie? That cum inside you would be great lube…” Denji laughs, somewhat jokingly but with an air of seriousness to it.

Your cheeks turn bright red as you look back at him and playfully smack his shoulder.

“But you…” you hesitate, becoming shy for some reason even though you and Denji basically fucked in a room full of people. "You said the next time will be romantic…” 

Denji's face turns red as he also becomes shy for some reason. Without looking at you, he reaches over and takes your hand, his fingers lacing with yours.

“Yeah,” Denji smiles and chuckles. "It will be, I promise.” 

"Why are you laughing?” You turn to Denji to see him holding tissues out to you. You take the tissues and try to discreetly clean yourself up so that people outside don't notice. When you're done, Denji puts his arm around your shoulder, dragging his finger along your cheek. You see his sharp teeth showing through his devious grin.

“Because I promise next time you'll cum with me.”

[arminsumi]

HII! I love your work so much!! I’m giving in and requesting bc ik you’ll kill it!! But could I get a gojo fic w rocky road + whipped cream and a side of fruit 🫣 possibly virgin gojo!

cws; smut, virginty loss (Gojo), sum overstim, multi. creampies, he is a cutiepie 🫶

Virgin!Gojo who touches you like he hardly deserves it, who traces his fingers over the soft mounds of your breasts and looks at them — mouth agape — with eyes full of awe and love. He gets to touch all this? All the dips and curves and little valleys that make up your body, he gets to explore all of them while being one with you? Oh my god, he thought he'd already developed quite the sucker crush but now he's falling even more deeply in love with you.

His breath shuddery and mind unstable, virgin!Satoru plows into you with a desperation that's adorably funny. If only you knew that he'd been practicing with his pillow in anticipation of giving you his virginity, but none of that practice has really paid off because once he's felt your slick gummy walls sucking his sensitive cock in, he's reduced back to total amateur status. Oh, but it was endearing, really; watching his pupils dilate just like the first time you gave him a kiss on the cheek at the train station. He's a romantic boy, remembering all the moments that made him fall in love while thrusting slowly and carefully, trying to savor every tiny feeling shooting through his cock.

"I'm gonna — ah, ah, ah!" he feathers in a high pitch as he cums, too pussydrunk to pull out and now he's painting your walls white with a gooey fat load that he's frustratedly held back from shooting for well over an hour now.

You don't even have a complaint, you just leg-lock his waist and pull him deeper into your pussy and rub frantically at your clit, getting off to the sensation of being creampied by virgin!Satoru's pink, juicy cock. And the poor boy yelps when he feels you cum on his cock; the feeling sends shocks thru his sensitive cock and he hastily pulls out and starts shaking, muttering a "F-f-fuck!" under his breath.

"I love you." he pants while basking in his afterglow, head resting in-between your breasts with this tender look of bliss plastered on his face. He comes in for a lovey-dovey kiss, grazing your lips when he pulls away — then going in for seconds and thirds while muttering the sweetest things that he can only say while in the plush comforts of a pillow.

There's a cute silence shared between the two of you, but it's not long before his cock is poking politely against your pussy again, asking for — "R-round two? Please? Ah, um, and can you ride me this time?"

Aaand just like that, virgin!Satoru is whining underneath you, watching your hips and breasts bounce with this totally adoring look on his face, feeling your insides with more clarity than the first round. "You're so pretty." he admires, choked by a moan, "Can I jus' stay inside you forever? Please? We c-could jus' fuck all day, every day."

Poor virgin!Satoru begins babbling after spilling another load in you, his cock crying from overstimulation but he's stubbornly horny.

After you've milked him for all he's worth and cherished kisses from his lips and giggled in the bathtub with him, he gives you big pleading eyes and asks if you can cockwarm him through the night, "Because it's winter... I don't want my little guy to get cold."

[starboye]

Kinktober Day 5

starring: stiles stilinski x ftm!male reader

request: Stiles Stilinski rough fucking ftm!male reader and talking about how much he want you to get pregnant

warnings: smut, breeding, mention of male pregnancy, cursing, pussy eating, ftm!reader, slight overstimulation

he couldn't just go one day without touching your fine body, the moment you came over to his house after not talking to him all day because of your studies he was kissing all over your face and picking you up to take you to his bed.

not hiding his intentions of what he wanted to do to you right now "stiles no I just got off school im tired" you slowly push him off but he doesn't budge and goes right back to kissing you "don't worry you won't have to do anything I'll take care of it all for you baby" stiles reassured trailing his kisses down your abdomen to your crotch.

he deeply sniffed the growing wet spot in between your legs making you subconsciously close them but stiles prys them open "just a taste y/n" he pulled your pants down and off along with your underwear, admiring your beautiful pussy that's dripping with glory, diving into eating you out, his tongue thrusting in and out of you with hunger.

your hands instinctively finding his head to inter lock your fingers with his curls, he lifts your legs over his shoulder to trap his head between your legs (somewhere he wanted to always be) so he could continue outing out this sweet sweet cunt "oh fuck stiles ngh I'm gonna..." you tightened your grip on his hair as you back arched and sprayed your delicious arousal over his face.

"so fucking good, I could eat this all day" stiles chuckles sitting up on his knees and pulling you into his now naked crotch, his cock layed perfectly over your pussy, he begins slowly rubbing up your back and over your body, silently trying to convince you to go further "if we do it are you gonna stop pestering me" you chuckle and you see his eyes light up.

"yes yes yes" he furiously nods his head leaning down to kiss you, his kisses leading down your neck all the way back down to your pussy, your slickness acting as lube for him to easily slip in, him throwing his head back to the tightness of you, listening to your cute moan at the feeling of his cock all the way in and in a matter of no time stiles starts fucking you with no stop.

the sounds of skin on skin slapping and moans filling the room instantly, stiles fingers digging into your plush thighs as he lets out husky grunts though his thrusts, it felt so good to be in you he could fuck you from day to night and trust with how high his sex drive is and how horny he is he could definitely do it.

he was thinking of all the things he would do to you if he could get the chance "y/n" he asked through raspy breaths "yeah" you whimpered gripping the sheets tightly as stiles slammed his cock into your gummy walls over and over "I wanna get you pregnant" stiles says in a moment of vulnerability "you know guys can't get pregnant right stiles" you snicker but those are quickly shot back into moans "but what could be the harm in trying right" stiles flashes a smile through his thrusts "id like to see that" you say but quickly regret as stiles immediately starts going harder.

gripping your thighs tighter and tighter as he felt himself pump his first load into your sopping cunt, it felt so euphoric as he didn't stop and kept going, you tightening around him wanting more of his warm cum in you "fuck yes stiles right there" you whine feeling him hit just the right spot in you again and again with his cock, he loved the sounds of your moans, they were like fuel to keep him going and hopefully get you preggo.

"get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant" he muttered over and over hoping it would come to fruition, he wanted to live the rest of his life with you (and hopefully get to fuck that beautiful pussy everyday) with kids and you loved he thought like that but realistically that can't happen but that still wasn't going to stop him from emptying load after load into you hoping a baby would form and while lost in thought he didn't realize him dumping another load into you.

after hours of fucking your legs were shaking and you were breathless while stiles still kept going and going "stiles please stop" you plead feeling every part of your body weak "just one more baby and I'm done i promise" he said feeling his fifth or sixth load coming up and soon pumping into you before pulling out of your ruined hole, it overflowing with all of his cum, his cock twitching watching you weakly try to keep it in but fail and it drips all over the bed, hopefully that was enough baby batter.

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[sshadow-heartz]

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💕Square Guard x Circle Guard!Reader

💕Written with fem reader in mind

💕Word Count: 1k

💕Tags: Smut, Praise Kink, Fingering, Size Difference

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You had been requested by the square guard mentoring you to clean the locker area. He sat on a bench in the middle of the room, watching as you wiped down lockers and dusted. It wasn’t the first time your superior had requested your service while he simply sat and watched, often rewarding you at the end. You were always so good for him, and that’s why he liked you.

His eyes followed your body as you moved across the room, focused on your work. He chuckled softly as you leaned down, bent over, causing you to look over your shoulder and glare through your mask.

“Don’t give me that look baby,” the square guard murmurs, picturing your frown underneath your mask. “You know what it does to me.”

You went back to your work, grabbing a duster. Leaning up on your tiptoes, you do your best to reach the top of the lockers. Unable to reach the very top, you let out a frustrated sigh. As you continue to reach up you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around you, lifting you up. A blush crept over your face, thankfully being covered by your mask. As you finish up, he sets you down, firmly pressed against his chest.

“Look at how clean this place is,” he praises. “You deserve a reward for all of your hard work, don’t you?”

His hands run up and down your curves, coming to rest on your chest. “My pretty girl,” he mutters, zipping down your uniform. Your heartbeat races, his affection giving you butterflies. As your uniform is tugged down, he glances over you approvingly. Though his face is covered, you can sense his pleased expression. His hands reach down, settling on your hips and pulling you back against him.

You can feel a hard bulge pressing against you, your face heating up as you realise what it is. “See what you do to me?” He murmurs, leaning down to whisper in your ear. He pushes his mask up slightly, his lips pressing hot kisses against your neck, leaving behind marks and bites every so often. The sensation causes you to shiver, leaning back into his touch.

“Good girl,” he praises, hands reaching up to cup your breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. “So fucking beautiful.” His hands continue to run up and down your chest, fingers gently pinching your nipples. “That’s my girl.”

He pulls your mask back, leaning down to hold your jaw, pressing a passionate kiss to your lips. Pulling you in by your waist, he continues to kiss you deeply, barely giving you a chance to breathe. Pulling back, his hands slip down to your ass, giving it a squeeze. “Gonna be good for me?” He asks. “Let me hear you say it, baby.”

“Gonna be good,” you repeat, practically putty in his hands. You feel him slide your panties down, slow enough to tease you. His fingers reach down to tease your clit, rubbing it softly. “Already so wet for me,” he chuckles, smirking. Rocking your hips, you try to get more friction, looking up at him lustfully. His fingers work your clit, teasing the sensitive spot just enough to get you to the edge. He pulls his fingers away, glancing into your eyes. “Can’t have you finishing so soon, can we?”

After giving you a second to breathe, his fingers slide down to your hole, pushing one in. “Taking that so well,” he praises, pumping his finger slowly. Adding a second, he curls his fingers, eliciting a moan from you. His free hand reaches down, fingers teasing your clit as he continues to curl his fingers. The added feeling makes you moan louder, looking at him through half lidded eyes. “Ready for me, babygirl?” He asks, pulling his fingers away.

Zipping down his uniform and stepping out of it, he slides off his underwear. Stroking his cock, you can see how large it is. It’s not your first time in such a position, you’re always his favourite guard to toy with. He spreads your thighs, pumping two fingers inside of you as his strokes his cock. “Gonna be so good for me, aren’t you?”

Pulling his fingers away, he lines up the head of his cock with your entrance, pushing it in slowly. The feel of him filling you up makes you moan, knees weak. His arms hold you up, shifting your thighs around his waist as he sinks deeper into your hole. “You feel so good around me, princess,” he murmurs, beginning to thrust slowly. You moan pathetically, barely able to hold yourself up without his help.

Continuing to thrust into you deeply, he leans down to press hickeys across your chest, covering you in his marks. Speeding up, he moans into your ear, voice deep and lustful. “You’re taking me so well,” he praises.

Your hands scratch at his back, clenching around him. “Gonna cum,” you moan, breathless. “Use your manners,” he tells you, continuing his pace. “Please… please!” You beg, trying to wait for his permission.

“Not yet,” he grins, continuing to thrust into you. You try to hold it, waiting for his permission as you moan beneath him. “Please!”

He chuckles as you beg him, amused at how desperate you are. “Listen to you begging for me so prettily, you’re so good for me, aren’t you? Cum for me, baby.”

You gasp and moan, sent over the edge. He continues to thrust through your orgasm, getting himself closer. He grunts, pulling his cock out and finishing on your chest, painting your breasts white. He lays you down on the bench, giving you time to rest. Scooping his cum from your chest, he holds his fingers in front of your mouth. “Go on, you know what to do.”

You take his fingers into your mouth, licking them clean and swallowing his load. He kisses down your neck one last time, kissing over the hickeys he had given you. “You know you’re my favourite, right?”

[pbnbucks]

Fic idea- uconn has a team sleepover with everyone and paige x reader sneak off somewhere and… 🤭🤭 whatever else u want to add to that

word count : 487

warnings : cussing, smut, strap

summary : paige couldnt hold herself together

“kk stop taking my property’s” ice yells out frustrated with the on going game of monopoly.

“ice shut up your just mad you suck” kk says laughing as ice hits her in the arm pushing her.

the tension between you and paige as she has been eye fucking you all night staring at the crease between your breast revealed within the skin tight christmas one piece that fit every curve of your body.

she sneaks off to wherever she went leaving you in the living room with the large group of girls by yourself before getting a text from her to meet you in the bedroom.

you figured she needed help with something but once you closed the door behind you her lips where tightly smashed on yours stealing your breath from you.

her hands slowly crept on to the buttons of your one piece slowly releasing your breast by each button.

“paige stop” you plea removing yourself from her touch as she ignores your silent request finally removing the tight cloth from your body.

“need to be inside of you s’bad” whats supposed to be a command is now a whine shocking you deeply as she begs for your attention and warmth.

with the strap hiding under her sweatpants she quickly slides them down to pool at her ankles as your legs wrap around her waist clinging to her as your set on the cold counter.

she slips the familiar toy into your deep guts as a moan slipped out only to be stopped by paige’s large hand finding its common spot resting over your mouth muffling your pretty cry’s.

your naked body’s grinding against each other begging for the others touch. paige’s head laying on your shoulder as her thrust continue hitting your g spot making you squirm in her touch.

“oh fuck” you cry into paiges large hand covering your mouth as a smirk is plastered across her face in pleasure as she realizes shes in control of you.

you walls tighten around the silicone thats filling up inside of you leaving your legs in shambles and she continues to slide in and out of your sopping cunt.

“gonna cum” you try to get through your moans and cry’s as your breath hitches when paige’s movements only then speed up not even trying to be oblivious that you and her where having sex as your friends where in the room over.

you liquids coating the lengthy strap along with paiges legs including yours. she rides out your high before pulling you on to the ground setting you on your feet giving you a passionate kiss.

you open the door to see the team stare at the door removing their eyes as soon as it opens. kks laughs echo across the room as you and paige walk away, you look back to see azzi punch kk in the shoulder before stepping into the shared room.

[jamminvroomvroom]

Now hear me out… Lando with a daddy kink. I rest my case (and send in my request).

heart to heart.

ln x fem!reader

in which you’re heartbroken and lando knows exactly what you’ve always wanted.

oh, anon. how i love you. ngl haven’t written this trope much before so this was a baby-steps attempt… but it’s intense smut lmao. keep sending in requests guys, i’m getting through them (slowly)!! anyways enjoy, love you, tell me what you think <3

songs to set the mood: heart to heart by mac demarco

warnings: 18+ minors DNI!! smut, language, daddy kink (help), breeding kink (lord forgive me), friends to lovers (implied), mentions of cheating (not reader or lando), dom!lando, sub!reader

1.4k words

you’ve been friends for years.

sometimes it felt like the door was open for more, only to be quickly slammed shut when a cute barista handed you his number, or when lando slid into a bikini models dm’s. bottom line: it never ended up crossing that line and becoming more.

you’re crying on his couch when the line finally blurs.

“i just- i just thought…” you choke out a sob that cuts you off.

“what, honey?” lando coos, brushing some damp hairs away from your streaming eyes.

“i thought i’d marry him. how stupid is that?” you whimper. this is the worst breakup you’d gone through to date, and just like when anything goes wrong, lando is there with a spare shoulder for you to cry on. he always knew that your ex was a piece of shit but his warnings fell on deaf ears. “we talked about kids and houses. he asked me my fucking ring size.” you spat. all of this happened, of course, before you found out he’d been cheating on you with his boss’s assistant.

“you’re not stupid, honey.” lando pulls you in closer to his side.

you stay there for a while, letting the tears fall until there are no more left to cry and your face is drying up. your head rests on his shoulder, and when you turn it to look up at him, he’s already looking down at you.

pink lips are parted, slicked with a swipe of his tongue. two blue eyes turned to an icy grey dart between your own lustful pair and your lips, parted only to expel shallow, shaky breaths.

“kids and a nice big lawn, is that what you want?” he whispers. you shift against the couch, trying to hide the shiver the low gravelly tone of his voice shoots down your spine.

“mhm.” you nod slightly, sinking into his side and his eyes.

time speeds up for a moment; the hand he has wrapped around you finds your waist, and somehow he manoeuvres you onto his lap. it feels odd. odd, because it’s right. it’s new and yet it feels… familiar.

“why’d you waste all that time with those assholes, hm?” his voice is mocking, and your knees squeeze around his hips. “could’ve given you all that years ago. fucked a baby into you and put a nice, shiny ring on this finger.” lando pulls your ring finger between his lips, holding eye contact as he swirls his tongue around the digit. you tremble against him, his filthy words almost sending you slack against him.

“didn’t know you wanted me.” you pant.

“i’m gonna do things to you that will make sure that you never doubt me again.”

and he does.

you’re crying on his mattress, overstimulated, yet desperate for more. these are the only kind of tears he ever wants you to cry. he’s been between your legs for what feels like so long that hours could have passed and you wouldn’t question a thing. his tongue works over and over your throbbing clit and your hands rake through tangled curls.

“lando, please.” you chant, over and over again. you don’t know what you’re asking him for, but he seems to get it, because he doesn’t stop.

two fingers find your entrance, sodden with the remnants of more orgasms than you can count. in slides one, twisting deliciously before it’s joined by the second. you ascend, pretty much instantly, so overwhelmed by how good he’s managed to make you feel. your orgasm builds too quickly, and you’re dripping down his wrist before you can even tell him you’re close.

lando chuckles, tongue tracing the mess you’ve left as he shuffles on his knees between your legs. then, he’s hovering over you, balancing on one of his forearms whilst his other hand traces the curve of your body.

“having fun, honey?” he bumps his nose against yours, lips meeting yours a brief second later. it feels as good and as right the first time he kissed you earlier, and he licks into your mouth, deep and sensual. you moan into the kiss when you taste yourself on his tongue.

you can feel his cock brushing against your folds and you melt into the mattress, keening at his the feeling of him everywhere. your shaky hands skim his torso, feeling every dip and ridge under your fingertips. golden skin tenses, rippling flesh taut against your palms. your hips buck into his.

“tell me what you want, honey. need to hear you say it.”

“fuck me.” you mutter, rolling your hips once more. the angle you create means that his cock catches your folds and you can’t help but whine his name.

“how?” lando smirks, your chin trapped between his fingers. he makes you look at him, and you curse yourself for not doing this sooner.

“what you said earlier…” you choke out, trailing off.

“what did i say earlier?” he tease. you groan in frustration.

“please, lando.” you’re too hot, blush stains your cheeks and your neck.

“is my sweet girl getting shy?” he pecks your lips, kisses down your neck. when he reaches your ear, he tugs on the lobe. all you can feel is sharp teeth and warm breath. everything is slick.

“it’s okay, honey.” lando continues. “i remember. remember those wide eyes and pouty lips when i told you what i can give you. gonna make me a daddy, baby? finally gonna be mine?” he whispers, right into your ear. all you see is white.

finally.

“daddy.” you pant, when he finally slides into you, hard and deep.

“that’s it, baby.” lando grunts, hooking your thigh over his hip. you can feel the way his fingers dig in to your flesh, stopping him from falling apart instantly. his other hand takes your wrists, pushes them up the mattress until they’re pinned right above your head and he’s hovering over you, perfectly level. chest to chest, heart to heart.

shallow thrusts aid the deep grind of his hips, rolling slowly into yours. he’s everywhere, nothing separating your needy, flushed bodies. he never pulls all the way out, stays buried as deep as he can, and repeatedly hits that spot inside of you that allows you to see every star in the sky. you’re breathless, soundless, utterly helpless as you drown in him and everything he has to offer you.

you wonder if he’ll actually spill into you, mark you as his. it makes you dizzy, makes you shake, the idea of nothing stopping him from making such a mess between your spread legs. you want to beg for it but you can’t, the raging, wet pleasure in the pit of your belly rendering you speechless. all you manage is a dry plea of half of his name.

“lan-“ you begin, but he kisses the rest of the word out of his mouth.

“no, honey, that’s not my name.” he rasps, talks down to you in a way that pushes you even closer to sweet release.

“daddy. want you to be daddy.” you slur.

the reaction you get from him is worth every heartache you’ve ever suffered. his rhythm changes and now he’s slamming into you, and the sensation makes you cry some more, thick tears sliding down your neck which he tastes, licks away.

but then everything is soaking. you gush around him and his abs glisten. your throat burns from the scream, and then there’s silence, just for a moment.

“fucking hell.” he shudders, transfixed on the thin layer of you that seems to be everywhere.

he’s wrapped around you tight when he lets go, muttering unintelligible filth in your ear as he does. you stay intertwined for a moment, trying to piece together what you’d just done.

when lando eventually rolls off of you, he takes every inch of you in, a beautiful canvas covered in a memory. his eyes are warm again, soft. whatever had possessed him is long gone and he’s just lando again. your lando.

you attempt to wriggle across the mattress, seeking refuge in your forgotten pile of clothes on the floor. he stops you in your feeble attempts to peel your lifeless body off of his bed.

“hey, it’s okay, honey. let me look after you.” he coos, gentle sitting you up. “you okay?”

“thank you.” you whisper. your lips meet, fleetingly, delicate.

“‘m gonna take care of you, baby.” he promises. you believe him.

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[nadvs]

Smut request waking up rafe with morning head 🫣

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You’ve been trying to wake your boyfriend up for half an hour now.

With every attempt, Rafe just grunts into the pillow, mumbling something about five more minutes.

You stand in the doorway of your bedroom, hand on your hip, eyes travelling over his half-naked body, partly covered by the comforter.

You have no idea how you’re going to get him out of bed.

You notice that the fabric of his black boxers is pushed up by his bulge. You like to tease him about how he starts every single day with morning wood, horny even in his dreams.

The thought of waking him up in a new way suddenly strikes you.

You make your way to the bed and slowly sink your knees onto the bottom of the mattress. Moving the comforter out of the way, you’re now inches away from the swelling beneath his underwear.

You smirk to yourself, knowing Rafe is going to fucking love being woken up like this.

Once you start pulling down his boxers at the waistband, his cock springs out. You wrap a hand around his thick base and look up at him, his eyes still shut.

You dribble spit onto the head of his dick and swirl your tongue around it, making it slick. You run down the side of his length, shifting slightly with the curve, then do the same on the other side.

When you start to run your tongue up the underside of his cock, he shuffles a bit beneath you.

You finally wrap your lips around him and slowly sink until he hits the back of your throat. You pull back up, sucking hard, then as you make your way back down, he shuffles again.

“Oh, fuck,” you hear, Rafe’s tired morning voice husky like always. You look up to meet his eyes, your mouth full of his cock.

Rafe feels like he must still be dreaming. Your hot mouth is sucking so hard that it feels like you’re squeezing him.

“Fuck, baby,” he chuckles, throwing his head back.

You smile with him still in your mouth and start to move your hand, rubbing and twisting your wrist as you work his cock, now completely wet with your saliva.

Rafe bucks his hips against you as you move your hand and your mouth up and down together, the pressure so fucking perfect.

Your other hand cups his balls, gently massaging, and it prompts a deep, loud groan to spill out of him.

“Yeah, yeah, like that,” he whispers, feeling tightening in his groin.

You start to go faster, massaging and sucking and rubbing, your lips never losing suction. The slurping sounds of your wet mouth are like a drug to him.

He starts to tremble beneath you, granting you the feeling of satisfaction you love so much, knowing you’re the one giving him this pleasure.

You feel Rafe’s big hand against your head, tugging at the roots of your hair as he shakes harder.

“Shit, I’m gonna…” His voice is strained and drifts into silence.

His hot cum hits the back of your throat in one hard splash, followed by short spurts. He moans and pants his way through the entire orgasm.

You swallow everything he has to offer, then sit up, resting your hand on his big thigh as you smile at him.

“Okay,” he half-chuckles, dazed as hell. “I’m up.”

[7brownsuga7]

“Hmmm, I bet you couldn’t wait for this huh?” Sugurus voice comes out a little strained as your hand runs up and down his hardened length, a faint hiss following shortly after.

You sat behind him, one hand working on his cock and the other caressing his tense shoulder.

After a long night of Suguru working you hard and not letting you cum so easy, you thought to bring up the fact that you wanted to try something new.

You know he’s not the submissive type, hence why you wanted to try this so bad. But you requested anyways, because when it came to you, he’d do anything.

He was evidently wary but complied in a heartbeat. And you’re glad he did because now you’re in full control.

Your hand works in a twisting motion, slightly hardening your grip every-time you get to his tip. He lets out a flustered groan, closing his eyes and biting down on his lip.

“I’m gonna cum” he says through clenched teeth, eyes still closed as he tries to control himself. He never would have thought he’d enjoy this, especially when you’re In control, whispering things in his ear that has his cock twitching just by the sound of your voice. Bringing out a side of him he rarely shows. Taking a deep breath, he focuses on the touch of your fingers that caress his tense shoulder, the other hand that slowly pumps his length, he’s so sensitive he doesn’t know how long he can last like this.

“hold it for me” you whisper in his ear, just like how he does when he’s fucking you. In return he grunts, head falling back onto your shoulder.

A whimper escapes his lips when your hand increases speed on his cock, small droplets of cum leak out of his tip, he’s trying so hard not to cum.

“Baby baby” his hip shoots up as he fights.

“Just a little bit more” you coo. Your thumb strokes his tip spreading his cum around.

“Hmm fuck” his breaths are more shallow than when you first started and his body fights to stay still, he’s a squirming mess - you never would have thought you’d see the day where he’s rested in between your legs letting you have him your way.

Suguru has always been vocal - but you’ve never heard him as vocal as this. It takes you back to how he handles you when you’re being whiny. The way his large hand covers your mouth, creating muffled whimpers.

The surprise on his face is evident when your smaller hand places over his mouth. The vibrations tickling your palm as you continue to work your hand down his hardened length. The wet sounds of his pre cum fill the air, causing you to become wet as well, but your not focused on your needs, having him here like this is enough to please you.

You study his toned thighs that are spread apart just for you. His chest rising up and down glistened in sweat, and his hips - his hips that buckle everytime your grip on his cock tightens.

The muffles of whimpered pleas and deep breaths have your pussy throbbing. He’s been so good, holding on for you, his hand caresses your thigh when you tell him so.

“Cum for me” your voice coos.

He finally releases onto your hand, droplets landing on his thigh and hip. His long hair tickles your skin, as you allow him to catch his breath. Sending him kisses along his shoulder up to his neck.