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i do usually stick with the idea that simonâs got some insane stamina and can go for multiple rounds but something about simon being spent after one round is just so hilarious to me.
in his defense, your tight cuntâs, well, too greedy â sucking his poor cock into her until heâs all drained out and just laying limp on the bed, trying to catch his breath, fearing for his life too maybe.
âyouâre tired?â you asked, the genuine innocence in your voice making him grumble, his hand gesturing you on top of him. not your fault, anyone would assume this big guyâs got more in his store.
ânot really been doinâ all this before meetinâ you, love. donât have the time in my job.â he panted softly, calloused hands gripping your hips as you settled on top of him.
âbut you have time for me?â you smiled. his heart skipped a beat, and in that moment, he had decided that if heâd die like this, this was the best way.
âfuck, youâre gonna kill me.â
#still would fuck 10/10#come on this guy's aging#just a tired man#ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#cod x reader#simon riley#mikawrites.â
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this x simon âghostâ riley
cw!: praise, size kink, creampie, breeding kink, bulge, simonâs a nasty dog (and i tried to warn ya)
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simon never fails to remind you how much bigger he is than you.
youâre short? no problem, all those missing inches go to simon. oh wait youâre tall? whatever, he still towers over you.
are you chubby by societyâs standards? just means thereâs more for him to love. skinny? thatâs okay too, heâs always down to eat whatever you canât finish.
no matter what size or shape you are, itâs a guarantee that simon is still bigger than you. and he always manages to remind you of that in the bedroom.
his large hands around your waist, pounding into you with his thick cock. he obsesses over the bulge in your cute tummy from his size, practically drooling over the fact that he canât even fit inside youâre pretty pussy all the way.
whether heâs fucking you doggy style or in a mating press, he will always tower over you. he makes sure youâre cum is on his fingers and his tongue alone before he shoves his meaty dick inside you; this man has the libido and stamina of a god.
âgânna fuck this pâssy so good, love. fill yaâ up to the brim,â he moans, his thrusts growing more erratic as he feels that familiar heat in his stomach.
youâre coming right along with him, seeing stars while he peppers kisses in your neck. âsuch a good girl fâr me, gânna make the best mama.â
âââââ
um sorry didnât mean to let out my inner whore
#writeblr#fanfic#call of duty#ao3#cod#fic writing#we're past the point of conversation#simon ghost riley#cod ghost#cod x reader#sonic the hedgehog#i donât know why i put a sonic the hedgehog tag on this post but it felt fitting#crazy? i was crazy once#simon riley x reader#x yn#ghost cod#simon riley x you#simon ghost x reader#simon riley smut#nsft concept#breeding k1nk#did i lose aura guys#whor3#whoreposting#grrrrr
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Ghost bf craves more than anything to taste the nectar that gushes from your folds whenever he brings you to orgasm. The fact that he canât ingest anything thatâs not on his physical plane slowly brings him to feel as if he is dying all over again. Your essence so close and yet unreachable.
He refuses to give up, pumping load after load into your sloppy wet cunt. He grits his teeth, staring at the wet sheets under you in envy. The way they so easily soak up your glorious release. He doesnât stop as he fucks his cock into you, watching you arch off the bed like a woman possessed.
His hand makes contact with your clit and you jolt, pleasurable goosebumps trailing down your legs. Your body seizes, exploding around his ghost cock just as he releases another hefty load inside of you.
Your bf doesnât hesitate to slip out of you, leaving you to hiss at the faint stinging sensation. Your pussy fluttering closed now that his invisible length left you. His hands push against your soft thighs and you see them spreading wider in what appears to be all on their own.
A moan rips out of you, a much smaller pressure gliding between your puffy lips. Your ghost bf laps at your pussy, his spirit aching for just one taste of your sweetness.
âWaitâŠâ you croak out, legs shaking. This being the umpteenth time heâs repeated this cycle, giving you an idea what of what he wants and is not getting.
When you donât feel what you assume is his tongue a moment later, you weakly rise onto your elbows. Despite being spent, pleasure swirls in your gut as you watch his spectral-cum ooze out of you.
Reaching down you whimper at the sparks of over sensitivity as you move your fingers through your folds in small circles, mixing your release with his. Your breathing picks up, the sight more erotic than you can admit. But you can feel yourself growing wetter and you can only imagine your bfs smug expression.
âThat should work, right?â You ask into your seemingly empty bedroom, not expecting an answer as always.
A moment later you feel that pressure return, a gasp escaping your lips. Your bf slowly licks at your combined cum. His own musk crashes into his tastebuds and for a moment thatâs all he tastes. But then, as if the door to the afterlife has finally been opened he tastes the most heavenly flavor as it coats his tongue.
Ghost bf moans, the sound moving through the wind and sending a shiver up your spine. You chuckle lightly but you quickly choke on it as your bf returns full force, happily slobbering up every last drop of cum he can find. His cock already prepped to do this all again.
#monster lust#monster oc#monster romance#monster fucker#monster#monster fuqqer#monster lover#monster guy#monster boyfriend#monster boy#monsters#monster smut#monster fudger#monster fluff#monster fic#ghost kink#ghost#ghost fanfiction#ghost fic#ghost fluff#ghost smut#ghost lore#monster x y/n#monster x you#monster x reader#monster x female#monster x human#monster x girl#human x monster#reader x monster
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ghost doesn't think he hears you correctly, not at first. there's a ringing that's still in his ears from the bullet he nearly ate earlier. (cw: dubcon, 18+)
"wot?"
"can you please please please--pretend to be my boyfriend--just for one minute--!"
"heyyy, sunshine," a nasty little voice sings. you spin around, cowering by the bar, just as someone a little too drunk and a little too big comes into your space. you scoot away from him, but he's coming closer, leaning over you, and ghost tilts his head to the side as he watches the way you flinch at the stink of his breath.
ghost fits into the space at your back quite easily. your back arches a little as his big hand finds the bend of your waist, and you squeak a little when he forces you back, pressing your ass against his pelvis as he tucks you into his shadow.
"who's this fuckin' nitwit?" ghost mutters, clicking his tongue under his mask. you swallow, blinking up at the man, shrugging as you try and press yourself a little closer against his heat.
"i-i dunno," you whisper, and it's shaky, afraid. "h-he won't stop...following me."
"tha' right?" ghost hums, and you're so afraid of the man in front of you that you don't really register the way ghost's big hand is slipping lower, over the curve of your denim jeans and squeezing the fat of your ass that fills the palm of his hand all too nicely. "ya botherin' 'er?"
the man swallows a little, hiccuping. he stands up straighter, a little more sober, and he just shrugs as he takes another swig of his beer.
"just...she's so pretty, ya know--agh!"
ghost reaches over and grips him by the fat of his neck. he squeezes hard, drawing him closer, would be spitting in his face if he wasn't wearing the balaclava over his head.
"'f i see ya around 'er again, i'll paint the fuckin' walls with y'r teeth, mate, yeah? now get outta my fuckin' sight before i do it just for fun."
when ghost lets him go, he struggles to breathe, holding onto the bar and coughing as he scrambles to put distance between you. you shake a little, turning towards the bar, picking up what you assume is his drink and sipping it slowly to try and calm the nerves. you close your eyes gently, shaking your head.
"thank you," you say softly. "i-i couldn't shake him off, he was following me everywhere, i..." you turn your head and meet his eyes, smiling up at him. "that was really nice of you. i'm...sorry if i caused you any trouble."
ghost tilts his head to the side, fitting himself back behind you. he reaches over, putting both arms on either side of you and leaning over one shoulder, breathing hot against your neck.
"wot you mean?" he murmurs, and you blink, not understanding.
"for pretending to..." you laugh a little, looking into his eyes. "just...it was nice of you to do that. to pretend like that, i--"
"dunno wot y'r talkin' about," ghost chuckles, and you seize when he reaches down between you, cupping you between the legs as he palms at your pussy over your jeans. you keen a little, leaning into his touch, nasty brute pressing two fingers against where you're most sensitive and forcing your ass back against him, where he's hard, chubbed up since he first saw you, leaking into his cargos.
"i-i--" your eyes are wide, but you don't pull away, don't push him back--why am i not running? why can't i leave? what's happening to me--
"i wasn't pretending. were you?"
#i mean this is canon#this is how dark!ghost picks up girls#he sends johnny after them so they have to resort to the scariest guy in the room#works every time :D#but im a freak and would give in js#like i say dubcon but im into it if its ghost ok ok#simon ghost riley#simon riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#ghost mw2#ghost cod#ghost call of duty#ghost mwii#ghost x reader#cod#call of duty#simon riley smut#simon ghost riley smut#simon thoughts#dark!ghost#dark!simon
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this gojo fanart changed the way i look at life
#guys can someone link me the og post i cant find itttt#gojo satoru#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#satoru x reader#jjk x reader#satoru gojo x reader#gojo x you#jjk gojo#gojo satoru x you#gojo#satoru gojo#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#satoru#jujutsu gojo#hes sooo fine ughh
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anyways, as i was saying about older bf!simon and his willingness to please learn
pt 2 to this
âyou ever heard of a nut video with sound on?â
obviously, he hasnât- far as heâs concerned, if you havenât told him about it then it doesnât exist to him.
no skin off your nose, youâd spend the rest of your life teaching him about the âlatest trendsâ if it meant he kept sending those filthy fucking videos to your phone.
(your favourites on tiktok were purely filled with ideas)
heâs holed up in a remote location, killing time till he can be home and actually do something to you rather than send you a bloody video about it.
your instructions come through clear and concise, just how he likes:
âitâs whatâs written on the can, si- you can pick the setup but i just want to see you cum and, most importantly, i want to hear itâ
youâre lucky simon is such a practical guy and maybe you could thank price one day for making him so good at following orders.
when heâs got his alone time heâs setting his phone up to record on the edge of the window sill, moonlight fighting through the curtain to illuminate him.
heâs lost the bulkiest of his gear, down to his tactical trousers and a compression t-shirt. the images in his tattoo sleeve almost move when the light catches them right.
balaclava on (the one that just shows his eyes above the painted image of a skull) and heâs standing up to undo his belt (that you think looks like an airplane seatbelt).
you can hear his boots against the floorboard as he steps back to give you the full view of him undoing his trousers, taking his sweet time because he knows it drives you fucking batty.
heâs so big that the phone is working overtime to get all of him in the frame but you see exactly what you need to- thick thighs at your eye line and massive hands drawing down his fly.
on (you assume) the other side of the globe, youâre at home in your shared bed and youâre propped up right in the middle with the smell of simon engulfing you as you watch the video play out before you.
(if youâd thought about it you shouldâve cast it to the bedroom tv, hoping the neighbours didnât mind)
simon sits back down with his legs spread wide, one hand gripping his thigh as the other rubs himself over his boxers. his eye contact with the camera was fucking intense, like youâd hoped, just like when heâs on top of you.
heâs dressed in all black and the moonlight is obscured but you can still see him firming up in his pants. his eyes flutter, an infinitesimal amount but youâve been tuned into his every move since you met him.
your thumb leans hard on the volume up button and you can hear the diegetic sound of the building expanding and that usual technical hum that comes with a video. but at this pitch, you could hear him.
his breathing was chopped, chest expanding visibly as he pulled his cock out into clear view. jeeeeesus christ, it was never something you just got used to.
long, reasonably straight, fucking thick. even his hand struggled to make it look smaller as he wrapped around it, giving one dry tug.
as he closed his palm over the tip, you saw him make a swipe before he brought his hand back down considerably smoother than before. youâd had your hands down his pants enough times, man leaked like a fucking faucet.
simonâs head tipped back as he started to pull himself off, balaclava raising just enough to expose some of his throat. if you were there you would be perched in his lap, letting him do the work but running your tongue under the lip of the fabric.
one of the best things about the videos simon sent was, he didnât really understand how sexy he was. he didnât think any of the videos particularly watchable so heâd just send them on first take. if you liked them, you liked them- yours was the only opinion that mattered.
what that meant was, you never got b-roll. everything he sent you was unbridled perfection. captured exactly as it happens with no faffing about.
always whatever youâve asked for, whenever you ask.
(simonâs nothing if not inexplicably obedient)
he brings his hand under his chin to spit into the wide span of his palm, wrapping back around his cock and tugging. his foreskin moved over the head, rolling back down and thick veins bulging under his grasp.
youâd almost forgotten the conditions of your request, totally fucking enamoured by the sight in front of you when it caught you off guard.
a guttural moan ripped out of simonâs chest as he twisted his wrist.
his free hand moved to cup his balls, big and heavy, he rolled them in his palm as another groan sounded out of him. what you wouldnât give to be knelt between his thighs with the whole lot in your mouth.
you knew how much of an ask this was, you really had to work him up to making noise when it was just you two in bed. these days? you couldnât shut the man up when he was balls deep and his face was buried in the crook of your neck.
but this was another step, this was him on his own with his crew just through the walls. heâd be a plain liar if he said there wasnât that rumbling trepidation in his chest. heâd put it to bed though.
all he had to think of was you, one hand gripping your phone and the other between your thighs as you watched him through with a hazy smile- that kept him going.
with the thought still heavy on his mind, you didnât have to strain to hear your name drift off his lips. his hips bucked into his hand as he did, speeding up the motion of his strokes.
you were going to black out, his tattoos flexing and his chest expanding with every stuttered breath. simon looked like a god among men and he fucking sounded like one too.
âfuck, sweetheart- youâre so fucking filthy giving me orders like thisâ
your cheeks were burning, he wasnât wrong but you werenât expecting him to call you out quite like this.
âwhat does that make me? always so fucking eager to do what you say? make a dirty old man, yeah?â
wheeeeeew thatâll do it, your thighs snapped together around your hand as your eyes nearly rolled back in your head. whenever you thought you couldnât take any more, he was always there to do you one better.
âonly for you, pet- you can always get whatever you fucking want from meâ
and you knew he was serious, thatâs what made it all the more debilitating. simon was unshakeable, youâd seen him go out of his way to defy orders if he didnât think the person worth his time.
when it came to you? you could tell him to kill and he would.
(he probably had)
simonâs hips were twitching, back arching in a way heâd rather die than have anyone else know about. his mouth was hanging open beneath the balaclava, your name and a string of expletives falling off his tongue.
so quick you nearly missed it, the hand that was cradling his balls moved to grip the fabric of his shirt and push it up his toned front. you couldnât call his abs cut and defined, there was aged layer to them, but they were undeniably there.
youâd rested your head on them, pressed your palms against them, even ridden them enough times to know they were there. regardless, he looked fucking perfect under the moon glow as he stroked himself hard and long.
eyes locked onto the camera, broken moans on his lips, you saw his hips lift one last time as thick spurts of cum began to paint his stomach and chest.
scars illuminated under the night sky, mirrored by shiny patches of hot cum splattered across the same stretch of skin. the hairs on his chest were matted with sweat and were now being splashed with how far he was shooting.
you could only watch with your mouth hung open as he tugged himself through his orgasm. soon it was only the sound of his laboured breathing, chest rising and falling as he tucked his soft cock back into his pants.
just when you thought that was it, you found one of his hands lifting up the edge of his balaclava till his lips were exposed. two fingers of his other hand swiped up some of his spend before he lay them on his tongue.
knuckles in your mouth, biting down to suppress a scream, simon readjusted his clothes as he stood and took a heavy step towards the camera.
one hand braced on the window sill, the other gently gripping himself through his trousers- his voice was so fucking gravely it couldâve reverberated round your room.
âwhatâs next sweetâart? you name it, itâs yoursâ
#i actually went fucking crazy on this one i couldnât stop writing#id give a fucking kidney to watch this guy jerk it on camera#anyways ANWAYS put a ghost mask in my bfs amazon cart- WHO SAID THAT?#simon riley smut#simon ghost riley smut#ghost smut#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#simon riley drabble#simon ghost riley drabble#ghost drabble#simon riley blurb#simon ghost riley blurb#ghost blurb#older bf!simon
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Simonâs home.
Which means heâs glued to your side.
You wouldnât have it any other way.
The two of you are in a local bookstore, the shop having caught your eye while out on a stroll together, each of you going to your respective shelves to find your preferred genres.
Simon grabs the first novel he thinks sounds interesting, quickly snatching the book by its spine so that he can cross the few steps back to your side.
His eyebrows furrow when he notices how closely youâre holding a book up to your face, your own eyes squinting at the back cover.
âHavinâ trouble there, love?â He asks as he approaches.
âCanât believe I let myself run out of contact lenses.â You reply, trying your best to decipher the blur of black ink on the pages.
âCouldâve worn your glasses.â He retorts, something heâd already suggested more than once since you ran out of your contacts and had to order new ones.
âYou know I only like wearing them at home.â
âBut youâre so cute in âem.â
âYeah well, youâre the only one who thinks so.â You mumble under your breath, though Simon hears it of course, the crease in his brow deepening.
âWhaâs that supposed to mean?â He gruffs out.
âI just got teased a bit in school was all Si, typical kid stuff. Just stuck with me I guess, but itâs fine, I have my contact lenses.â You explain to him.
Simon considers your words for a moment, the gears evidently turning in his head, muscular arms crossed over his large chest.
âAnd do we know where these fuckinâ tossers are at now?â
âOh my god Simon, donât-â
âHave we got any names to work with?â
âThat is not-â
âAny addresses?â
âYou are not about to-â
âPictures?â
âI was like ten years old-â
âSâalright lovie, weâll dig up your yearbooks when we get home.â He simply says, plucking your book from your hands and heading towards the register to pay.
#this guy doesnât tolerate disrespect towards you#even if it was decades ago#wonât let that that kind of slander towards you be tolerated#you literally just got called four eyes#but your man is out for blood now#call of duty#call of duty fanfic#call of duty fic#simon riley#simon ghost riley#cod fanfic#ghost x reader#simon ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#ghost x you#cod simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost fanfic#call of duty ghost#ghost cod#ghost#cod simon riley#simon fluff#simon ghost riley x you
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Husband!Simon Riley that lurks behind you constantly. in your home, at the grocery store, at a bar - heâs just looming behind you. sometimes he just stands and stares at the back of your head, absolutely smitten that youâre his and heâs yours. heâs not the best with words, but heâs great at following behind you
Husband!Simon Riley thatâs silently delighted when you lean against him. heâs sturdy, a wall of a man - heâs cracking a small smile under his mask when you lean into him. heâs wrapping his arm around your waist, supporting your weight as you glance around. he tried leaning against you once, he didnât tell you and caught you off guard, almost sending you tumbling to the floor
Husband!Simon Riley that likes when you give him mundane tasks. heâs always been good about following through on orders, yours just happen to be less life-or-death than his job. heâll do exactly what you tell him to do, no comments or complaints. you want him to fold laundry? heâs doing it how you showed him, folding shirts and pants the way you like. you want him to change a lightbulb? heâs already walking to the closet. you want him to give you a kiss? say less, heâs stalking towards you
Husband!Simon Riley that spritzes his clothes with your perfume/cologne. just a little, he likes that he can walk around alone but it still feels like youâre with him. it doesnât matter what scent it is - floral, fruity, smokey, musky, heâd happily drown in the scent. sometimes he sprays his balaclava with it before he leaves on a deployment, the 141 silently side eyeing each other because they can smell Ghost coming before they can see him
#itâs your world Simonâs just living in it#wife guy Simon Riley#husband!simon riley#husband!ghost#ghost#simon ghost riley#simon riley#ghost cod#ghost call of duty#ghost headcanons#ghost x you#ghost x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#cod#cod thoughts#call of duty#hit post
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I looove bear shifter!price
How it makes sense since he's build like one, muscly with the perfect amount of chub and hairy too.
Bear!Price who shifts into a bear when he notices your stress or just upset. He would always enjoy how you pet his fur or boop his nose.
Bear!Price who I bet would be so good with hugs, a full on bear hug with his hairy arms around you and your head just laying on his chest.
Bear!Price who prefers to sleep naked with you, nothing sexual (sometimes). He likes the feel of another person next to him especially the one he loves. Breathing and living just next to him. If he wakes up earlier than you, he has a habit of staring for awhile.
âĄâĄâĄ
Bear!Price who uses his strength to manhandle you into a position he wants. Mating press? His pressing his weighted body onto your folded one to keep you in place, his warm body covering you perfectly.
Bear!Price, who, during his upcoming hibernation, eats twice or thrice his normal food amount and would gladly bring freshly butchered meat for you to cook. After eating dinner awhile, he sometimes request dessert, his favorite? You. Get on the table.
Bear!Price who you have to get use to his stamina during spring, just days after his hibernation. That sleep refereshed something more than his energy and you have to mentally prepare whats coming in to you.
#john price x reader#cod x reader#cod#john price#guys with beards#bear shifter#cod mwii#captain price#price#x reader#monster boyfriend#tw monsterfucking
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18: mdni; fem!reader
toji fucking you with his fat tip....Â
laid there under him, you can do nothing more than to just let him toy with you â one of his hands is resting on your hip, rubbing circles into your skin with his thumb while the other on his rock hard cock, pumping it at a leisurely pace. he spreads the precum that leaks from his tip and rubs it all over himself and the simple act has you squirming. his scarred lips are pulled into a smirk and his cheeks are adorned with a deep flush, his green eyes now darker than ever as he tries to burn the scene thatâs unfolding in front of him into his memory.Â
biting down onto your own finger, you try to be patient but itâs so, so hard when heâs looking at you like that. with that hungry look in his eyes. a bead of sweat trickles down the side of his head but he doesnât bother to wipe it. there are teeth marks all over his neck, hickeys and lipstick stains all blending together into a beautiful masterpiece for him to admire tomorrow morning.Â
âcâmon⊠â
he meets your pleading gaze and the corners of his lips pull even further back. he tuts under his breath while sliding his cock between your folds, coating it in your slick and mixing it with his precum. âno manners whatsoever⊠â
âplease.âÂ
the speed of your answer makes his chest swell with pride. you wriggle your hips in hopes of convincing him to finally put it in, but all he does is give your thigh a squeeze.Â
he doesnât give you what you want, no matter how sweet you sound.
every little sound that tumbles from your wobbling lip goes straight to his cock and toji realizes that this just might be the hardest heâs ever been. his balls are so fucking full and he canât wait to fill you up like you deserve, but the sight of you being all disheveled and flustered is way too good for him to just fuck you. he needs to push you a little, he needs to play with you a little.Â
pressing your hip back into the mattress, toji leans over your body to place a haste kiss to the corner of your lips and chuckles when you chase after him. cute.
with his hand wrapped around his cock, he lines himself up with the entrance of your sopping cunt and takes a mental picture of your face the second he pushes in an inch. the way your back arches off the bed, the way you crane your head back to give him the perfect view of your neck. clutching onto the sheets below you with one hand, you try to even out your breathing. very fucking cute.Â
but he presses in only enough to watch your tight little hole to swallow the tip of his cock.Â
no more, no less.Â
he groans at the way your cunt around him, all desperate and needy, begging for him to push in further.Â
âplâ please⊠â he feels your fingers wrapping around his wrist, your nails digging into his skin at the immense pleasure running through your body. âmore, toji, more.âÂ
with a smile, he pulls out.Â
your eyes shoot open and you raise your head from the pillow, confusion painted all over your pretty face. toji just laughs, his voice raspier than usual.
âyouâre so impatient, hm?â
at his teasing tone, you throw your head back again and puff out your chest with a small pout on your lips. âand youâre so fucking mean.â
toji loves it when you bite back.Â
so, he grants you another kiss â this time to the joint of your exposed neck, right to your pulse point. his dick ghosts over your clit when he lowers himself down onto you and you let out a hushed little gasp. you tug at the dark hairs at his nape and lean up into him the second you feel his lips against your skin.Â
but continuing on with his âmeanâ streak, he doesnât stay there for as long as youâd hoped. whining when he pulls back away, you try to keep him there with you with your arms still hooked around his neck. but youâre too weak, already too fucked out from his mind games and it takes almost no effort for him to escape your grasp. the quiet laugh he lets out makes you want to sulk even more, it makes you want to hide under the covers â thereâs a witty remark somewhere on your tongue, still finding its way when toji grabs onto your limp hand and brings it to his mouth, only to teasingly bite at your fingers.Â
his hips jerk forward as if they have a mind of their own and his dick twitches almost painfully when he sees you jut out your lip; with your eyebrows scrunched and your eyes low, toji compares you to an angry little kitten. he has to fight the urge to bury you below him again, the desire to kiss you all over so strong that he almost forgets his aching cock and his full balls.Â
almost.Â
âaw⊠well, arenât ya just adorable⊠âÂ
his words come out like a coo and you try to yank your hand out of his grasp but to no avail â he keeps you there, big fingers wrapped tightly around your wrist as he stares at you. itâs hard not to feel shy under his gaze, despite all of the years youâve spent together, and now heâs not letting you hide away either â completely bare and awaiting, toji canât help but admire all of you. from your eyes to your neck, from your tits to your now precum coated tummy, he loves everything heâs seeing. he canât get enough of youâÂ
of his darling, of his best girl.Â
with just one move, toji pushes past your folds again and sinks his leaking tip into the warmth of your cunt once more. you moan in harmony, your voices mingling together as you melt into each other. toji lets your wrist slip from his grasp but he doesnât let you go entirely â he intertwines your fingers and then rests your linked hands against your middle, smoothly giving himself a bit more leverage to play with you as he wishes while still holding onto you, while still being sweet to you.Â
he sucks in a sharp breath when he pulls out and sees your hole clenching around nothing â she weeps for him, she cries for him, pleading for more and more and more. and toji canât refuse her, he canât refuse you, so just as before, he pushes in his fat tip and nothing more.Â
itâs not enough, but the sensation is something akin to tickling and you canât ignore the way itâs making you feel. your back arches off the bed again, only for toji to push you back down onto the mattress and thereâs this weird pressure growing in your lower tummy even though heâs not even fully in. it feels good and you hate to admit it. you do want more â you want nothing more than for him to just fill you up, to feel his heavy balls against your ass but your thoughts and wishes get all tangled up in your head as he keeps doing it over and over again.
in and out, in and out â tojiâs addicted to the way you feel around him. his tip is so fucking sensitive and your tight and warm walls are far from helping him keep his sanity. he listens to you mewl and cry out his name, but he has no intention of stopping this.Â
âfuckâ âÂ
every time he moves, the slick sound coming from where youâre connected reaches your ears and you feel your body burn. itâs filthy, itâs fucking obscene â itâs ridiculous how wet you are from this. you dig your nails into tojiâs hand and he raises his gaze from your pussy to look at your face instead. a layer of sheen coats your skin and tojiâs tongue darts out to lick over his lips on instinct;Â
âdoes it feel good, baby, hm?â he looks like an animal, feral and hungry, with the way heâs staring at you. grinning widely when you give him a faint nod, he spits down onto your cunt and starts rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb. your eyes roll back into your head and your lips part in a silent moan as the sudden wave of pleasure rips through you.Â
it hits you embarrassingly fast and incredibly strong, and toji has to use both of his hands to hold you steady as you squirm under him. his eyes grow wide at the sight of you writhing, amazed that he managed to pull such a reaction with so âlittleâ effort but itâs not like heâs doing any better â as your orgasm takes over your body, you clench around him so hard that toji canât help but push in another inch. his hips stutter and his teeth sink down into his lips almost hard enough to draw blood. but he doesnât stop.Â
he canât stop.
so, with the added inch, he fucks you through your high. his thrusts get more desperate, his breathing grows even quicker and heâs left panting like a dog above you. never having let go of your hand, he now presses it into the mattress right next to your head while the other grabs onto your waist â his hold on you is bruising and it feels way too fucking good.Â
âwait, tojiâ i, canât⊠â
suddenly, you feel overwhelmed; with tears brimming at your lash line, you feel the weird band in your stomach tighten and tighten. your words get stuck in your throat as toji sinks further into you, his fat cock bullying its way into your sensitive cunt like itâs made for it. ânoâ itâs too much!â
toji lets out a breathy chuckle.Â
ââtoo muchâ?â he teases while pushing in even deeper. âthought ya wanted more, doll?â
the slick sounds coming from in between you are something out of a porno, filthy and messy, and tojiâs obsessed. his own hands shake as he holds himself above you and when he finally feels his thighs ghosting against yours, his lips pull into a wicked grin.Â
with one last thrust, toji bottoms out fully and his balls press against your ass just as you dreamed before. youâre sure you can feel him in your fucking lungs and itâs so fucking much. tojo gives your hand a squeeze and rolls his hips into yours before pulling back out and slamming them back down.Â
the whole bed shakes under you; the headboard smashes against the wall in the same rhythm as toji pounds into you but youâre already too blissed out to be worrying about the complaints youâll surely receive in the morning. and itâs not even that heâs fucking you fast â heâs fucking you hard. thereâs so much want behind his every move that youâre unable to think about anything else other than him.Â
him, him, himâ
âlook at me.â
your teary eyes meet his dark green ones and your second orgasm comes crashing down on you harder than the last. just like before, it hits you so suddenly that you donât even have the time to warn him. but toji knew â he knows your body better than you do and he knows exactly what buttons to push and what words to use to have you unraveling under him.
feeling you gush around him a second time is more than enough for toji to finally let himself follow you into that state of pure ecstasy; he drops closer to you and buries his face into the crook of your neck with a loud groan as he paints your insides white.
pumping you full, just like you deserve, his fat balls twitch as toji gives you his all. the remaining energy drains from his tired body as the seconds pass and he doesnât even try to keep himself up any longer; slumping against you, toji rests almost all of his weight on top of you with a lazy grin on his face. your sweaty bodies stick together, chests rubbing together as you both try to catch your breaths.
craning your neck a little, you press a kiss to tojiâs head and mirror his lazy smile when you feel him snaking his arms around your middle. you don't even try to move, knowing that you'll be stuck there under him for a while. not that you'd even want to leave...
why would you when you can listen to your beloved snore right there on top of you like a big bear after fucking your brains out? with your hand in his damp hair, it's easy for him to let his eyes fall shut, his heartbeat calming down as he melts into you.
cute.
#tip fucking is so fucking hot please you guys we need to talk more abt ittttt:(((((((((((#toji#wtf mickey can write#toji x reader#toji smut#toji fushiguro#toji fushiguro x reader#toji fushiguro smut#jjk toji#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen
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Delivery guy Simon pulls up in his piece of crap ford car, grabs his bright orange just eat bag from the car, slamming the door shut as he walks up to your house. All black attire and sporting no mask, never does during deliveries after being told by his boss it unnerves people you canât wear that man.
Youâre already there before he rings the doorbell, opening the door and giving him a bright smile. Eyes full of hunger, you stomach growling as you inhale the smell of McDonalds. After a shitty week at work you just wanted some junk food to binge on and there was no way you were cooking.
Simon clears his throat out of his temporary freeze, âHere yâa go love.â His deep gravelly voice has your focus off the food heâs picking up and holding out to you in an instance.
You actually look at him and fuck heâs gorgeous. Heâs got a couple scars and his nose is crooked, like itâs been broken one too many times for it to be fixed. 6ft 7 at least, heâs built like a damn ox, there are scars on his arms too. If you could even call the both of them that, theyâre just as huge as the rest of him. Graced with veins and stretch marks from where the muscles have grown bigger.
Heâs a whole ass meal, forget the McDonalds. Youâd happily eat him for dinner, just as the thought crosses your mind your gaze shoots down to the giant bulge in his trousers. Your mouth waters at the sight and you swear you see it pulse behind the fabric.
Simon happily stands there letting you, fuck you gorgeous little thing in a tank top and short shorts, eye fuck him. A smirk growing on his face as he watches your hungry eyes dart all over his body.
âHungry love?â
You blush so deep at his words, cheeks and ears burning hot as you mumble out, âStarved.â
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Vampire bf spooning you in the middle of the night, nuzzling into you so roughly that it causes you to slowly wake up. As soon as he senses youâre not completely asleep, his arms curl around you and he buryâs his face in your neck. Groggily you bare your throat to him, thinking he might be hungry.
But instead he simply whines and cuddles in closer. Itâs only then that you notice heâs shivering. A soft âWhatâs wrong, darling?â croaks past your lips. He doesnât respond, letting his actions speak louder as his hands slip under your shirt and brush along your soft stomach as if trying to steal up all your warmth. You hiss at his touch, his usually cold skin even colder for some reason. âYouâre freezing,â you canât help but exclaim the obvious.
Your vampire bf whimpers, nodding his head within the warm fold of your neck. âNeed your warmth. Need your heat, baby please,â he says in a soft whine, one hand tugging at the seam of your shorts and giving you an idea of what he means.
As soon as youâve pulled your panties down, heâs sliding himself between the warm supple flesh of your thighs. He hisses in the space of her neck, his body shuddering with pleasure.
Your lips part, feeling his throbbing cock push its way through your legs, so close to where you need him. His tip bumping up against your clit with every snap of his hips. Arousal pools within you till it drips onto his cock. Your bf growls, hips moving faster.
âAh, fuck! More. Please,â you beg, baring your neck once again. Your hips tilt, craving the feeling of being filled by him.
âMy heart, I could devour you whole and still crave more," he rumbles, his hips bucking to catch every drop of your essence on his length.
His hand tenderly cups the underside of your neck and brings it to his lips. You sense the heat of his breath and goosebumps rise along your arms a second before you feel the sharp prick of pleasure caused by his fangs. You shiver as he slowly sinks them all the way in.
The combination of his fangs inside you and the way he slows down the rocking of his hips causes your eyes to droop as you begin to drift back to sleep. His hand massages your plush thigh, gently shifting it back over his own, legs intertwining.
With your thighs open, your bf has easy access to slide his length inside your eager and dripping walls. You both moan as he pushes past your entrance, his girth carefully stretching your precious pussy as he takes his time stuffing you full of him. Bringing a delicious dull ache to the apex of your thighs.
He settles in once heâs buried his length to the hilt, your hips fitting together like two puzzle pieces. He relaxes against your body and wraps every limb that he can around you. Cocooning your being in his protective embrace. Making you feel exactly as treasured as you are.
âThatâs better,â he slurs contently in an attempt to speak with his fangs in your neck. Soon after you start to feel his skin warming back up against your own. You smile softly, finally falling back asleep and happy you were able to help him.
Never finding out that Vampires have full control over their body temperature.
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ghost fucking himself dumb with your pussy while he sucks on your fingers, shoved knuckle-deep between his pink, swollen lips. bucking his hips unrhythmically, nothing but needy, and with hearts in his eyes as he stares down at your pretty, pliant body.
his poor dick throbs surrounded by your tight warmth, his harsh grip on your hips minute to the way heâs relentlessly rubbing up against that sweet spot in you.
heâs already filled you up once and heâs barreling towards another high in the matter of seconds, evident with the sweat slicking his biceps, the heavy rise and fall of his chest in short intervals, even his lesser-controlled noises that spill out around your digits. thereâs no such thing as a âquickieâ with this man; he canât help but always press past one round, especially after you ask him so, so nicely for more.
jaw slacking as his abs pull taut with the pressure building in his tummy, eyes fluttering shut on their own volition, posture lurching forward above you when he spills his cum deep inside you. grinding himself through his high, sloppy as ever, and youâve never felt more satisfied as you take in his every expression.
heâs grown obsessed with the feeling of having his mouth stuffed full. allowing himself to turn utterly light-headed and brain-dead around you, to touch and fuck you unsophisticatedly, and without a worry in the slightest.
#oral fixation ghost hmmm#moaning around them and everything#heâd be such a drooler too#do you guys think heâd also have his thumb shoved in your mouth at the same time#or is that overkill#cod mw#simon riley#ghost cod#simon ghost riley#ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#ghost x female reader#simon riley x female reader#simon riley smut#ghost smut
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MAKE MORE PORN LINKS FOR LOGAN HOWLETT
P*LINKS FOR LOGAN HOWLETT <3
logan calling you into the bathroom
making out with logan
logan teasing you before bed
logan taking his stress out on you
logan putting you to sleep on other his fingers
when your really needy so logan makes you do all the work
nightly routine before bed
riding logan because of a failed movie night
how the two of you wake each other up in the morning
logan being rough
a very neeedy logan
sitting inbetween logans legs and getting fingered đ”âđ«
logan fingering you pt4
face to face
logan on the kitchen counter
in the honda odyssey pt2
logan showing off his strength
logan eating you out
logan and his breeding kink
choking with logan
#logan howlett x reader <3#wolverine x reader <3#wolverine x reader#logan x reader#logan smut#logan howlett#wolverine smut#wolverine#wolvie#i got carried away ijbol#well the more the merrier#I tried looking specifically for guys who were bulky like logan but all of them are skunkly so i worked hard guys
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imagine asking wade if he still likes you when heâs literally inside you LMAOOO I just know heâd be so flabbergasted
i know a normal people fan when i see one (18+, fluff)
but jokes aside, and dicks inside, wade would likely get whiplash; his head turning so fast he can hear a crack in his neck, staring at you like you're crazy because just seconds ago you'd been running your gentle hands over his skin. your fingers brush against the divots of his scarred skin, your cheek pressed to his chest, humming softly, close enough that your lashes tickle whenever you blink.
wade's a little out of breath, sticky with sweat, and miraculously, rendered speechless. to others, a rarity, but with you, while still rare, is more frequent, especially after sex.
sure, he drops a joke or two, but there is a window where wade likes to sit there, holding you, skin against skin, in silence; listening to the sounds of your shaky breaths as you come down from your high, the sounds of the bedsheets ruffling with slow movements from the both of you, even the sounds of the old crackly fan on his ceiling.
and so, in that small window of silence, the two of you lay there in a warm embrace, listening to each other's heartbeats as wade's dick slowly softens inside you.
but then that small window starts to close, the silence breaking with you. you shift, turning to press your chin against wade's chest while looking up at him, "hey," you whisper, a smile growing against your lips.
"hi," he whispers back to you, but he continues to stare at the window, watching the soft light of the rising sun peeking in through the white lace curtains you picked out, a part of you in the dingy apartment he shared with blind al.
"we've officially gone at it all night. fucking like rabbits. and i can't believe i'm saying this but, i'm fucking spent. i might need a few weeks to recover. i asked for a bone and you threw a whole skeleton at me, peanut."
you snort, rolling your eyes, "yeah, right."
"okay, fine, a week is too long." wade hums, he finds your hair and runs his hand over it, twirling a strand around his finger, "i'll be good as new by tonight or at least by the time you scroll to read another fic of me, of course."
you're still staring at him, and wade, ever the observant, notices. he shifts, sits up, holds onto your waist, and brings you up with him. you have to bite your tongue to hold back a moan, sensitive to the way he's touching you, the way his dick keeps you full.
wade raises his brows (or at least, where his brows would be), "what? is there something on my face? i know i'm ugly but i thought we were past that. your staring is making me a little self conscious, sweetbuns."
"wade?"
"yes, cupcake?"
"do you like me?"
"what-?" he stares at you, eyes wide and nearly popping out of his head. "do i- what? what the fuck kind of stupid ass fuck ass question is that? you think i don't like you? we literally fucked all night. literally did every position in the book. i let you peg me! you might be the only person on earth that matches my freak-"
"yeah, i know but-"
"bitch, i'm literally still inside you."
that's when you can't help but laugh, grinning against his neck when he wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer. you love the way his body emits warmth, and you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him even closer like you want to live inside his skin.
wade holds you, his cheek pressing against the top of your head. and he groans loudly when you say, "you never answered my question."
"oh my god," he huffs dramatically, "of course i fucking like you. like no shit."
"okay, great. i was just making sure."
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I feel like Bakugou would grab your hand to stop you before he starts shooting ropes during a handjob. Donât get me wrong, he still has his orgasm, but he just canât handle the overstimulation of you continuing to rub him off as his cum is pouring out.
He doesnât take your hand all the way off, he just squeezes his hand over top of yours to make it tighter as he stills you. Itâs actually really romantic since youâre holding hands while his whole body shakes from his orgasm.
After heâs done cumming, heâll pull your hand off of his cock and steady his breathing with his head laying on yours.
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