#gummy dividers

[kodaswrld]

1. gummyworm dividers? :3

2. gummy candy themed dni banner ("nsfw, endos, transids, radqueers, proships" please :D)

hiii ~ 🫶🏼

[dawnleaf37]

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Hi, names are in blog title but I mostly go by dawn. use every single pronoun you possibly can for me. Aroace swaggerrr. My gender is a choose your own adventure game

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[photonbee]

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[prismanticore]

DIAMOND PRINCESSの憂鬱

[solardrop]

beanstalk.

aaron hotchner x fem!bau!reader

summary: a loser at the local pub thinks spencer is your boyfriend. Aaron drags him. tags: fluff. creepy men being creepy. body shaming (of spencer I'm so sorry). spencer just catching strays in general. word count: ~1.7k a/n: based on an ask. I was gonna just write my thoughts or a short 500 word drabble or something but then ended up writing this until the point I forced myself to just end it lmao. I think it gets a bit convoluted and cringe at the end but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it was fun! not proofread. divider cred @/cafekitsune

The pub was going to the rue the day they made half-off appetizers their weekly special.

The team squeezed in two pushed-together tables and binged on the greasy delights. you and Spencer had gotten into sharp back and forth about the apocalypse on the way there, which earned the both of you a quick banishing to a corner of the table where the rest of the team wouldn’t be subject to your bickering.

You rest your head against the cool concrete pillar you were sandwiched against. A table pressed against a half-wall facing outdoors was a hard sell to a bunch of field agents. However, Penelope’s animated declaration for the team to ‘live a little’ —specifically, to do so before Rossi got any greyer— landed you a wonderful view of the outdoors. You could watch all the homey, drunken people sway to the music flowing from the patio. The crisp night air flushes the overwhelming smell of burnt grease away from your nose. Maybe you could convince Hotch to grab a window seat for some date nights, you have to admit, the vibes were growing on you. While you enjoy poking the brain of your younger genius friend, you miss the solid warmth of Aaron beside you. Thankfully, he opted to sit in front of you instead. 

You took the opportunity to tease him. You kick him playfully under the table, stealing his attention away from the conversation he is having with Derek. He turns to squint at you for a moment, only to grab your food to sandwich it between the wall and his thigh in retaliation. His fingers drum a steady rhythm against your ankle, the ticklish tap tap tap making you squirm. You motion to ensnare his ankle with your other leg when Spencer turns to point his flimsy white plastic fork at you. 

“If emergency services were still in full effect during the zombie apocalypse, there would be a drastic increase in the number of people infected and a significant loss in—”

“A significant loss in medical supplies. Spoken like a true prepper Reid. What's next, gonna tell me about the importance of learning how to pickle your own food for rationing?”

“Actually, during the Great Depression housewives pickles things that lasted their families almost—”

His impending rant is cut short by the return of your server. Anticipating the bill, Rossi reached for his wallet before the woman shakes her head at him. Instead, sliding a drink and a folded up napkin on the table and nodding her head at you. 

“For the lovely young miss by the window.” She flashes a smile at you, “One of our lovely patons seems to fancy you.”

All eyes snap to you, all the color draining from your face as you stare down at the offending item. The drink was almost glowing at you, bright pink glitter swirling in the liquid with pink gummy hearts floating at the top and crystal sugar bedazzling the rim. There was no way this was actually something for the human body to consume. Even Penelope’s brows raised in shock at its extreme display. 

You glance at Hotch, his leg picking up a steady bounce next to yours after the waitresses revelation. His face is hardened, jaw rocking back and forth as he glares at the folded paper next to the drink. You clear your throat and face the woman again.

“Can you tell me who sent this?”

She juts her sharp chin over your head towards one of the outdoor tables. Hotch’s neck cranes around before your own, and you lock eyes with an older man sitting a few tables down. His face was unpleasantly square, the outdated sandy mullet crowning his head doing him no favors either. He raises his beer bottle towards you with a wink. You shiver, scooting closer to Spencer when the admirer hauls himself out of his stool to stride towards you. Aaron has turned almost fully towards outside now, his brow raised.

“Ohh this is gonna be good,” JJ whispers from the other side of Reid. The comment earns her a sharp glare from Hotch, a blush burning in her cheeks as she goes back to nursing her cheeto-crusted mozzarella sticks.

“I just don’t understand,” Spencer starts, “There are seven other people at this table including men at this table why would he be bold enough to-”

A sharp knock sounder off the ledge of the short wall. 

“Well, hello darlin’. I don’t mean to interrupt the dinner with your friends here, Hello friends, m’  names Miles!” He flashed his eyes around the table with a toothy, mustached smile. 

“But i couldn’t help but see your pretty little face in this window ‘ere and I had to buy ya’ a drink!” 

“Ah… Thank you but um-”

“Don’t even sweat it beautiful!” Small specs of saliva fly from his mouth, causing even Spencer to jump back pulling on the hem of your shirt. As if to use you as a human shield from the germs the man was spewing in his general direction. Hooray. Your hero. 

“I even wrote my number on that there lil’ napkin for ya’. My momma raised a gentleman, so I gotta buy you more than a lil liquor before I take you down.” His beady eyes shoot down to your cleavage before snapping back to your face, licking his lip. 

The fingers on your ankles pause at this. Aaron stares down the side of the mans face, lips pressd into a fine line spread across his face. You decide to jump in before your boyfriend takes it upon himself to tear the mystery man a new one.

“Listen, I appreciate the sentiment but, I’m here to have dinner with my friends and my boyfriend so… I could pay you back for the drink? No harm done-”

“Boyfriend!?” He steps back, eyes scanning the table once more before landing on Spencer and snorting. 

“This lil’ stringbean? You can’t possibly be serious” He smiles at Spencer before he continues “Jack and the beanstalk here could barely muscle steel so ya’ll stuck him with plastic,” He waves a crooked finger aimlessly around the table, “And you expect me to believe he’s wrangling a fine figure like yourself down every night?”

That seems to hit a sore spot for Reid, who finally peeps his head from around you. He takes the moment to ramble about the millions of germs and pathogens that could be found on community utensils even after a full wash cycle. Much to the dismay of the creep and team alike, so much so that Derek had to nudge him with his foot. With the conclusion of Spencer’s monologue the man continues

“Anyways, darlin’ for one night let me take you for a spin. Lil' boy like that won't do ya' any good. I promise you only a bigger, older man knows how to really take care of someone crafted as fine as you.” His eyes lower to your chest again and stay there. 

“I assure you she already knows that,” Aaron spits. 

Your eyes snap to his face. He seemd deceptively calm now, his expression almost bored. 

“Pardon?” Miles asks, half-heartedly turning his body towards him. 

“I’ll put it like this for you Miles. Stringbean over here isn’t her boyfriend,” Spencer begins to squeak out in opposition to his new pet name, but Hotch’s voice bellows out above his own, “I know you’re pathetic, that was apparent from the moment you walked up here puffing your chest after buying the cheapest drink on the menu as a gift. But I’m almost surprised you made your impotence so obvious too, considering you made eye contact with everyone you view as non threatening, the women, the man in his late years, the kid.”

Aaron lazily cocks his head towards Morgan, “But not me and my friend here in the corner. But I’m sure you thought you got away with that. Now, I’d suggest you move. The cologne you sprayed to mask the smell of Motel 8 is starting to wear off.”

Your ears warm at his words. Every sharp word honeyed by his calm, almost sweet tone. He spoke as if he was reading the well thought out profile of an elusive crimminal instead of just some ass in a sit down. God you wanted to kiss him. He’d have to let team politics go just this once right? Just a thank you peck. 

Before you can move to move ask him for one, Miles sputters out, “Talkin’ to me like I’m some dumbass— Who the hell d’ya think you are man!?”

Each syllable causes a spray of spit to launch out his mouth, forcing you to scoot even closer to spencer to evade the line of fire. His face shines with sweat and grease, red rising from his shirt collar as he barks at Hotch’s words. 

“I’m her man. Her bigger, older man. But I’m sure you already knew that, since you still refuse to look at me.” Aaron reaches down into his pockets, flipping out his credentials with deft fingers, “And I’m also an agent. As is everyone at the table including the woman you’ve spent the past several minutes sexually harassing.” He scowls, “Now, go sit down and shut the hell up.”

Miles' eyes finally rip away from you to meet his now. The angered flush erupts across his whole body now. He opens his mouth several times before closing it again, iced out by the cold stare Hotch gives him. He turns on his heel and marches back to his table without a fight. He sniffs his collar before jumping back in clear disgust.

A beat passes and the whole table erupts into laughter at the absurd happenings. Aaron’s face softens, still frowning in the general direction of the slimy man. Jolting when Derek claps him on the back and shakes him in praise. 

“Alright Hotch! Racing to defend your girl, I didn’t know you had it like that!”

“Well, I’m not surprised,” You stretch across the table to grasp his hand, kissing his knuckles before he could protest. He envelopes your hand in both of his and gives you a warm smile,  “my man is my hero in and out of the field.” He breathes out a laugh, knocking his knee against yours for your teasing. 

“Next time, you and String Bean get into it, we’re doing a different seating arrangement.”

[mattsfavoritestar]

SMILE! YOU'RE ON CAMERA, chris + matt

synopsis… (based on this ask)

warnings… mean!toxic!matt, mean!toxic!chris, mentions of established relationship, cheating, unprotected p in v (WRAP IT B4 YOU TAP IT), sextape, degradation, oral (m receiving), face fucking, rough sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, edging, chris has a dacryphilla kink

@bernardsbendystraws for the dividers <3

“fuck chris look at her take me so well” matt groans with his torturous slow thrust. he was so deep inside and the stretch burned so good. you were holding on to a pillow, stuffing your face to hide trying to muffle both your sobs and moans.

you felt so exposed and embarrassed with both matt and chris just watching you. your legs were locked around matt’s waist. he held you in place by your waist, refusing to let you go any faster or even attempt to run away from him. he was going at a just enough speed to where it’s barely brushing your orgasm. he was edging you on purpose.

you heard the familiar sound of a camera shutter from chris’s direction. “think i should record it? send it to that fucker?” chris asked completely ignoring your existence. matt nods with his mouth hanging open, he was lost in the way your gummy walls gripped him in such a delicious way.

the pillow was yanked from your hands and thrown to the floor. you saw the blurry head of an upside down chris pointing his phone in your face. “look at this whore. crying on my brothers cock like you didn’t just get a new lapdog” he laughs.

you turn your head away from him as you felt tears running down your face. chris grabs your jaw and roughly forces you to look directly at him. you saw the flash from the camera looking right at you. “oh baby, look at you..” he mumbles as he smears your tears onto your lips.

matt’s thrust grew more aggressive. he was clearly taking his anger out, borderline abusing your cunt. your eyes rolled to the back of your head while you back arched slightly. matt mumbled his complaints and insults as he harshly pounded deep inside you.

“fucking slut”

“think you’re gonna replace us that easy?”

“bet he doesn’t fuck you the way we do”

you couldn’t even defend yourself. your voice was fucked out of you, all you could do was let out choked moans. you tried to reach for chris to hold onto him but he moved completely out of reach and laughed.

“look you pissed matt off” he says. you shut your eyes then attempted to push matt away by his pelvis but was shoved away by him. you couldn’t even tell them that you were at the brink of orgasm. you opened back your eyes only to see chris hovering over you again with the camera with his cock dangling in your face. he had a sick smile plastered on his face as he zoomed into matt brutality fucking into your cunt.

you soaked matt’s lower half with a loud moan practically a scream falling from your lips. “i’m sorry, matt did she ask you to cum? cause i didn’t hear anything” chris scoffs. matt shook his head, “nope” he grunted.

“flip her over” you heard chris say.

matt pulled out of you swiftly before turning you over. he placed his hands back onto your waist and lifted your lower half to meet his before plunging back in. you couldn’t even register matt’s cock in your guts as chris distracted you by pulling you hair up so your head met with his cock in your face.

chris teased himself on your glossed lips before pulling your hair back slightly, forcing you to open your mouth. you stuck your tongue out and barely grazed his tip. “don’t think your lapdog would be too keen on you panting like a bitch in heat” chris hissed.

he placed his tip flat onto your tongue then slowly pushed himself into your mouth. you thought he was going to be nicer and attempt to be gentle since matt already had your legs quivering. how wrong you were.

chris pushed his hips forward abruptly. you gagged with tears streaming down your face. your throat was on fire but the burn was delicious. between matt drilling into you from behind and chris fucking your face, you couldn’t stop yourself from cumming again on matt. your legs were shaking so bad, you swore you were going to drop if they weren’t holding you up.

“c’mon baby look at the camera. show your boyfriend how much better we treat you” chris pants as he shoves the camera in your face. you gurgled around his cock as a mixture of precum and saliva dripped out of your mouth.

“m’close!” matt moans as he leans over you, his thrust were getting sloppy. chris drops the phone then places both hands on your head. his head drops back while his eyes close. “mh’fuck!, let’s fill her up” chris moans.

you heard matt whine as ropes of his seed spilled inside you followed by a loud moan from chris as his load floods your throat. matt pulls out and jerks himself of while more of his cum pumps out of him and paints your back.

chris pulls out with a heavy sigh while you coughed. he moves back a bit to catch his breath then looks up to see matt sitting next to your limp body. matt played with you hair as you laid their with your eyes closed.

“i just don’t understand why you didn’t come to us if you wanted a boyfriend that bad.” matt states, “could’ve had two” he whispered to himself. you whined as you pushed his hand away softly. “s’cause you guys are so mean t’me” you say weakly.

“we’re not mean you’re just sensitive” chris laughs. he was over there scrolling through your following list, searching for your new boyfriend’s instagram. he scoffs as he looks through this guy’s feed judging every post. you heard his fingers tapping away but ignored it as you felt yourself slipping into a much needed rest.

“matt” chris calls. matt looks over to chris who was showing him his phone. a chuckle left matt’s mouth as he shakes his head.

instagram: christophersturniolo sent a video !

[bbokicidal]

"What Happens When..." | [SKZ] OT8 | [Bangchan]

The members get to witness just how proportionate and thick their leader really is.

Genre: Smut [18+ MDNI] Pairing: Bangchan x Fem!Reader Warnings: Penetrative sex (vaginal), all of the other members watching y'all have sex, exhibitionism/voyeurism, teasing, groping (male & female), little bit of mxm if you squint really hard

Notes: This IS a short fic and isn't anything really long. There's no plot - it's purely smut for your viewing pleasure and my mental peace, lol.

Word Count: 1.2K

Divider by @enchanthings

"There we go, angel." Your boyfriend's voice was soft; Whispering sweet nothings down into the space between your bodies as he sunk into your pink, gummy sweet walls. With his hands placed on your hips, squeezing in adoration any time you let a sound escape, Chan had made sure you were perfectly comfortable before any of this happened - And though he partially doubted your quick pleas for him to fuck you and how you whispered you were totally fine, he had to trust that you really were already with laying splayed out on the coffee table for everyone to see. "Tell me if you need anything, yeah?"

"Never seen anything like that, huh, Innie?"

Minho's hand had wrapped into Jeongin's hair, elbow resting on his shoulder and fingers holding the youngest's bangs back from his eyes so he could see just how perfect their leader's cock split you open; Though he really couldn't justify looking away or letting his hair get in the way when he was standing directly beside where Chan knelt on the carpet. The youngest hadn't blinked in at least twenty seconds, dark eyes wide and curious - captivated at the sight of your puffy pussy gushing around Chan's length every time he pushed in just a little further.

Hyunjin had approached from Jeongin's opposite side, leaning against him with a playful grin as his teeth sunk into his lower lip. "It doesn't get much better than this, ayen-ah. This is what you're missing out on, saving it for marriage 'n all that."

Jeongin was actually starting to rethink that. He had seen your lashes flutter; watched as your eyes peeked open just to glance at him after hearing the three - well, two - talking about you as if you weren't right there. His own gaze had darted up your body, flickering between your most intimate parts and your eyes as if unsure where to look. What if he missed something important? He wasn't sure what was more beautiful - your expressions or the glistening slick dripping from between your legs.

Seungmin was well aware of what he considered the most gorgeous. His eyes simply hadn't left your face the entire time he'd been sat there. Previously sat stiff and arms crossed over his chest, he'd begun to lounge back a few minutes prior - the moment their leader had finally started prodding at your folds with the heavy, ruddy tip of his cock. With his arms resting against the chair and his thighs parted to give himself room in his jeans, his fingertip had begun to swipe back and forth over parted lips, analyzing every reaction you let them see so openly. He could really care less about watching the fucking happen; He just loved seeing the raw emotion. The desperation in your eyes.

"Look," Came a softer tone, falling out of Jisung's lips and catching almost everyone's attention. He was shaky, cheeks and ears a beet red and his chest probably matching the color his throat had taken on. But despite his shaking, a sign of his anxiety spiking, he seemed to be enjoying himself as he subtly shifted back and forth atop his best friend's thighs. He couldn't make it too known he was rock hard after all. Each gaze from the others falls to the rapper than over towards your body where he had lifted a hand to point.

Everyone could see it whether they were right there or sitting off to the side; The soft, heavy bulge that prodded along your tummy each time Chan's cock slipped fully inside of your walls. You seemed well aware of it, though it was really nothing new to you; But to them? Well...

"Holy shit." Felix's hands tighten their hold on Jisung's sweater, his hands kneading and plucking at the fabric prior to having to physically halt his actions so he could focus on watching everything happening in front of him. He swallowed hard, his eyes flickering back and forth between your body and it's gentle sway against the coffee table each time their leader pushed into you and Chan's heavy form looming over your own, hands planted on the table to keep himself steady by then. And while Jisung, currently planted in Felix's lap, couldn't bring himself to look at Chan out of fear of never seeing him the same - Felix was more than willing to stare at both of the beautiful entities in the room with them.

With your eyes slipping open to get a glance at who all was around you, your find yourself met with a sudden shadow hovering over your upper body. The looming figure makes you peek up, head tipping back to see who it is; But the first view you're greeted by is a heavy, thick bulge in the jeans of whoever is lurking near your face. And with no thoughts in your pretty little head, you lift a hand to blindly grope at the cock straining against the black denim.

"Mnh-" Changbin's voice gravels in his throat, both hands leaving his pocket so he can gently take ahold of your wrist and stop you from continuing to feel over him - as much as he loves it, "Now isn't the time, pretty."

But he makes it up to you as you let out a soft whine in complaint, bending down to press a kiss to your palm and let you feel over the warmth of his cheek before he pulls away. His body rounds the coffee table, steps slow and deliberate, until he's standing to your right; And he can't help but take notice of the way your eyes drag over every movement he makes. How you won't look away from him, like you want him closer - to let you touch him again.

Your eyes only jerk away from his body as something touches you - no, not something; someone. A hand sliding over your hip, up to your lower abdomen until it was pressing down gently on the bulge that prodded at you every time your boyfriend pushed deeper. The painted nails gave it away, your eyes following the arm to the shoulder and up the man's neck; Hyunjin's giggly and sultry smile bliss to your lingering gaze. He sighed out as he pushed down just a bit harder, your sounds only increasing in volume at the added pressure.

Minho's eyes, only leaving your body this one time since the 'event' had started, drag to the youngest he still clings to. Jeongin looked starstruck, eyes sparkling and lips parted as he sucked in each breath. "Maybe if you ask really nicely," he coos, "our precious leader might let you have a turn."

Jeongin bristles at the suggestion - a strike of hope hitting him right in the chest before it begins to prickle and curl as reality overtakes his cloudy mind. He couldn't have sex with you; He was waiting for marriage and you were his Hyung's girlfriend anyway.

"You're barking up the wrong tree, Minho." Chan bites suddenly, a few of the members letting their eyes redirect to him instead. He huffs out a breath or two, every vein in his neck fighting to push against his skin when he turns his head. "As much as - God - I love sharing with you guys," he sighs every word, refusing to stop snapping his hips against your own as if accentuating his point, "This is mine."

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[ssweetleaf]

quiet.

eric (a quiet place) x fem!reader

summary: trying to keep quiet while eric fucks you.

includes: SMUT 18+, unprotected p in v

divider credit goes to @cafekitsune <3

A strong hand was clamped tightly over your mouth, fingertips pressing almost uncomfortably into the fat of your cheek whilst your chest heaved— the palm in question belonging to Eric, stern to keep you quiet, however the erratic rutting of his hips never faltered.

His pupils were blown out, his doe eyes seemingly black, nostrils flaring and teeth clenched to keep his own noises at bay— lashes occasionally fluttering to his cheeks when he squeezed his eyes shut.

You just felt too good. He wanted to scream, to groan into the stuffy, silent air and revel in your perfect cunt and how tightly it squeezed around him, milking him with your arousal, a thick ring of cream wrapped around the base of his cock, a clear indication of how good he fucked you.

Eric’s brows drew tightly together, furrowing at the constant clenching of your gummy walls, thanking Christ for the blanket he’d found to drape over the two of you, aiding in muffling the wet ‘schlicking’ of his cock with every inward thrust, and the sharp slapping of his balls against your ass.

“So good,” he mouthed, no hint of his voice in the air, keeping his promise of being quiet, just the subtle movement of his lips, teeth biting into the pudge of his bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood to the surface.

He squeezed at your cheeks momentarily, urging you to look at him, to watch his mouth, his lips, with his faux speech.

“Such a good girl.”

[glitterycvm]

perv!choso... who couldn't help but purposely leave stuff on the floor just to watch you bend over. admiring the way your ass would poke out of your shorts, or- even better, whenever your panties would show the more you bent over. he always made sure to leave stuff on the ground

perv!choso... who can't help but stare directly at your tits whenever you wear a low cut shirt. staring right at your cleavage, and with the height difference you two had he could see a clear outline of your tits. imagining how they would look, bouncing up and down as he would thrust into you.

perv!choso...who can't help but imagine you tugging his hair while he eats you out passionately. whenever you play with his hair. the way you would comb your fingers through his long black strands so casually. meanwhile choso just fantasized how hard you would pull on his hair whenever you were close to your orgasm.

perv!choso...who would never admit it, but he has stolen some of your panties before. just so whenever you were gone he could jerk off to them. imagining instead of the fabric of your panties, it was your own gummy wet walls sucking in his cock. the thought of your sweet mewls just made his dick harder and harder.

perv!choso... who couldn't stop daydreaming about painting your walls white as you let out angelic moans. the way your voice would go louder and higher just from his cock railing into you. his favorite was listening to you babble on and on about how close you were.

perv!choso... who went insane just by hearing you say his name. imagining how you would sound calling out for him as he overstimulated you, fingers curling in your warm cunt. the way you would call out his name to get him to slow down or to stop due to the pain which quickly turned into pleasure.

perv!choso... who would pretend to accidentally walk in on you taking a shower, and accidentally seeing your naked body. of course - it was all a lie. he just wanted to see you just to fulfill his fantasies

perv!choso... who would get so horny just from seeing you eating ice cream. imagining it was his cock instead of the ice cold treat. imagining your tongue licking all over his shaft as he helped guide you.

perv!choso who felt extremely guilty for all of it. he felt dirty and wrong for imagining you in such lewd and erotic scenarios and positions. yet it was only because he was so in love with you. he was so obsessed and crazy about you. that's all :)

divider creds: animatedglittergraphics-n-more

[kodaswrld]

can you make a version of tje dni banner here thag says "account" instead of "blog"?

https://www.tumblr.com/kodaswrld/761652496273997824/1-gummyworm-dividers-3-2-gummy-candy-themed?source=share

[milknst4rz]

My medicine tastes like you

syn: Your patient! Toji wants your medicine, luckily you know just what he needs!!

CW: fingering, slight overstimulation, finger sucking, fingering, ass eating, cunnilingus

@blkkizzat I have succumbed to Toji...

divider by: @/cafekitsune

You were a scientist, a bit mad some would say but you didn't mind. Your clients were all respectful to some extent, except for a few. Nothing that you couldn't handle though..right?

Except, there was him. Toji Fushiguro, a pain in your ass for all the wrong reasons. The way his muscular arms tensed when he crossed them, or the way his sweatpants did nothing to cover the large, bulging imprint of his cock. Not to mention the way his hands felt, nice and rough against your smooth skin.

So, when he arrived for some extra treatment, who were you to say no?

Toji shoved two of his sticky wet fingers inside your hot mouth and grinned maliciously as you slurped on them sloppily. A small dribble of drool escaped the corner of your lips and her scooped it up with his middle finger, soon pressing that one in as well. You panted and moaned loudly as he withdrew his glistening hand and started to rub circles around your needy pussy.

His palm grinded into your clit so nicely you just couldn't stop yourself from trying to pull him closer. "Such a little slut, aren't you?" Toji smirked as you bit your lip to stay quiet and scowl at him. "This is mm- not sluttiness. It's simply an experiment." Even as you said this, there was no way anyone could miss the shakiness of your voice. You were just so eager and so ready to be filled up. It honestly was a bit pathetic.

Your little whimpers and pants grew in volume as you felt those fingers push inside you. His thick fingers stretched your tight cunt quite nicely and you couldn't wait to feel his cock. "Right there! ah- oh! hey don't- wait!" you gasped as Toji bent your legs towards you, fingers thrusting in and out of you with a lewd slurp! Your cunt was convulsing around him with every curl and even the slightest movement pulled you into a moaning frenzy.

"Only sluts would sit here and let themselves be fucked by their patient, doll." Toji stated as he places himself on the ground.

"I'm not- ah! shit- oh my gosh, don't stop!" you cried out as you felt his tongue start to suck harshly on your clit, lightly grazing it with his teeth. He pulled his fingers out and promptly started to devour you.

His tongue swirled inside your cunt, pressing against your gummy walls with rapid movements. He grunted as he pressed his face closer to your drooling pussy. Toji brought a long sloppy kiss to your clit, sucking and licking as if he was a starved man.

You squealed as you felt his tongue start to lick your other hole, sliding his tongue inside the warm hole with a grunt. You could feel him, moving around and fucking his tongue into you, causing your sweet pussy to gush more and more.

He moved his head back and forth quickly, lapping up both his saliva and your juices before pulling away and standing between your parted legs.

"If you can handle me eating that pussy of yours for six rounds, then I'll give you what you're so desperately craving. Got it?"

He didn't even wait for you to answer him, he just planted his face right back in between your thighs with the intent of his own experiment.

You certainly wouldn't stop him.

[obx-4-life]

Teach me...

Bsf!rafe × inexperienced!reader

Warnings: Mastrubation (fem reader), use of doll, and princess, Rafe being a softie, fingering, virgin reader, inexperienced reader. 18+ MDNI

A/n: Sorry if this is no good, it was rushed and I didn't have time to proofread. Let me know what you think or if you'd want a part two. Loved writing a story for Rafe x reader. Tysm guys <3

Please don't copy my work

(Divider isn't mine, credits to whoever made it <3)

For a while now, every single time you saw your best friend, Rafe, you left with an achy feeling in your lower stomach. You wondered why? How? He's your friend, it's wrong, you can't want him.

Today was particularly difficult to peel your eyes away from his perfectly sculpted muscles as you sat on the beach together. Every touch set your body on fire, growing more and more desperate each time.

You managed to control yourself for those few hours, but when you got home, you could feel your core throbbing, begging for Rafe. You flop down onto your bed, drifting away in your thoughts, how hot your best friend looked when he unintentionally flexed his muscles, licked his bottom lip, smiled at you, gazed into your eyes. You felt like you were constantly being teased.

Without realising it, too busy daydreaming, your fingers had slipped below the hem of your panties, desperate for some sort of relief.

You tried rubbing your clit, using your fingers on your self, but it wasn't enough, you needed more and didn't know what to do about it. So you did what anyone else would do, ask their friend for help. It's just help, he's just my friend, I just trust him enough to show me how to have a good time, just that, nothing more... You try to convince yourself that you don't like Rafe, but how couldn't you, everything about him drew you in, made you want to be his, and his only.

So you text him.

You: "I know this is gonna sound so weird, but I need your help"

Rafe: "what with?"

You: "can't get myself off, and there's no one else I trust enough to talk to about this kinda stuff, and I really need some help right now, Rafe"

Rafe: "ok, ok, I'll be round in 5 minutes, yeah?"

You: "thanks Rafey"

Rafe has a key to your house, so he just walks in. He finds you sprawled out on your bed, your cheeks flushed pink, and a frustrated look on your face.

"Hey Rafe. Thanks for helping me with this"

"Mhm, no problem doll. How'd you want me?"

"Your fingers... please... I don't know how to do it to myself properly, I've never uhm well, you know"

"Finished or fucked?"

"Both" you admit shyly.

Rafe sits down next to you, reassuring you, he begins to whisper things into your ear to prepare you to take his fingers but you quietly mumble you "m'already really wet, Rafey".

He looks up to you, silently asking for you if you're ok with this, when you nod, he pulls down your panties before gently pushing your legs apart a bit further than they already were.

You'd heard Rafe fucking girls before, he was always rough and degrading, but here, now, he was sweet, caring, just like the boy you've been friends with all these years, you were the only person to see his soft side and you were eternally thankful for that.

"Y'ok with this, doll?"

You bite your bottom lip and nod. Rafe drags his long, thick, middle finger along your slit, collecting your juices and nudging his finger against your tight, pink, hole. He gently inserts his digit and you let out a whimper, not used to the feeling. His fingers are much bigger than yours and he's way more skilled at knowing the exact angles to position his fingers at.

"Mhm Rafey, you can move it."

He draws his finger back out before sinking it back into you, your gummy walls tightly clenching around his digit.

"Fuck, princess, you're so tight"

After a while, you get used to the feeling, mewls of pleasure slipping out of your mouth. Rafe notices this and adds a second finger and then proceeds to curl them, immediately finding the sensitive spot that makes you moan almost pornographically.

He repeatedly curls his fingers, hitting that spot each time until your walls flutter around him before you come undone. You orgasm coating his fingers in your juices.

Part 2...?

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❝0200❞ — s.mg

PAIRING. song mingi x afab!reader.

GENDER&WARNINGS. smut. idol! au. masturbation (both receiving). pet name (baby boy, pretty). cream pie (kinda?). unprotected sex (please don't). established relationship. a little bit of fluff. clothed sex.

SYNOPSIS. mingi had a long and hard day, so when he sees you in nothing but his oversized shirt on, he gets a little needy.

WORD COUNT. 1,7k.

NOTES. english is not my first language. this is all @yukichan67 fault, 02am hard thoughts on mingi leaded to this so, hope you like it. bye ♡.

IMPORTANT. this is a work of fiction, it has zero intent on portraing how any of the people quoted here are in real life.

CREDS. dividers by cafekitsune ♡

                He didn’t want to head back to the dorms, his day was long enough, he needed some alone time, preferably with you, so when he arrived at your place finding you in the kitchen with your legs bare and his oversized shirt covering only the upper part of your thighs, his tiredness soon vanished as his steps lead to you cleaning the kitchen counter, your eyes quickly went to him and a small smile appeared as he stood behind you locking his arms around your waist and burring his head against your neck.

                You knew his day was full, he had mentioned a few times through texts, so you wanted his night to be good, you wanted him to relax, so you prepared everything as such. A smirk appearing on your lips as you felt his hard form against your back, the outline of his chest and abs, finally, feeling his clothed cock already poking your ass covered by nothing other than his shirt.

                “Hey baby boy, feeling better?”

                He hummed against the skin of your neck, his hands wandering around your body, his left hand finding your braless clothed breasts as his right took time caressing the skin of your thigh, the trail his fingertips burning your skin, bringing the fire right through your already wet heat, you spread your legs wider as his fingers started to go on your inner thigh, anticipation already taking the best of you as you moved your ass against his bulge hearing him whine against your neck, open mouth kisses being left there as he bit on your sweet spot making you gasp.

                You felt your smile grow wider as his finger went up your thigh, feeling the cold tips finding your throbbing clit making you moan as his face detached from your neck, his fingers gently rubbing your clit before wandering lower in between your folds, teasing your dripping entrance as his left hand grab your neck pulling it back making you arch your back and lift your ankles, a smirk present as you felt his middle finger enter into your core just enough to make you mad.

                “No panties, hun? You wanna drive me mad?”

                “I just wanted to make something for you, to help you feel good after a hard day,” his middle finger fully entered your core making you gasp, his left hand wrapping around your neck and jaw, allowing him to kiss the whole right side, you felt his teeth and tongue burn on your skin, you know he’ll start leaving marks all over. “Aren’t my baby boy happy?” He groan as he entered you with another finger, his palm pressing against your clit while his fingers worked their way inside you, curling from time to time, making you slowly loose your mind. “Talk to me, isn’t my baby boy happy? What can I do to make his day better?”

                Your left hand helped you balance as your right went to your back, fingers gracing on Mingi’s abs as you heard him groan behind you, your hands going lower until it reached the waist band of his sweats, your fingers quickly found his hot leaking cock, fingers nimbly taking the precum to start stroking his length as his fingers nimbly curled and caressed your gummy walls, you could feel your whole body getting hotter as your legs started tremble for the position Mingi put you in.

                “You so dirty, waiting for me like this, in my shirt and no panties at all,” his fingers left your core and started to rub your clit vigorously as you squirmed against him, squeezing his cock from time to time trying to keep the pace as you heard his rapid breath against your ear, “good God (y/n) you are so perfect, fuck-”

                “Mingi, Min please,” you felt his fingers firm on your jaw as he took turns into fingering you and playing with your clit, you knew you wouldn’t last long, you squeezed Mingi’s fingers as the curled inside of you. “Mingi, fuck- please, please don’t stop, fuc-fuck please!”

                “So pretty like this, I’ll fuck you so nicely on top of this counter.”

                “Please Min, I need your cock, please!”

                You were on the break of tears as you felt his fingers leave you, but his arms wrap around your throat on a chokehold, your eyes rolled to the back of your head even if you clenched around nothing as you noticed Mingi’s movements take his sweats down, pulling your hand away, making you hold the counter with both hands as he tapped your hip so you would tilt it higher, moaning as you felt the tip of his dick in your entrance.

                “You gonna take so good, aren’t you pretty?” You nodded feeling the head on your entrance, his right hand squeezing your ass cheek as his arm tightened around your throat, you could cum at just that. “Words pretty, I need to hear how well you’ll take my cock, although we both know you always do, always so good to me,” he bit the base of your neck making you move, moving your own hips trying to get him inside of you.

                “Mingi please, stop teasing.”

                “Anything for you, my love.”

                At that his full length was inside of you, he didn’t even give you time to adjust as he kept thrusting, his grip on your throat along with the harsh thrusts made you see starts and a small screamed moan left your throat, as his fingers found your clit again you tried to get away of the overstimulation, but he forced your body against the counter and his finger pressed random circles around your swollen and sensitive bud.

                “Min-fuck, too much, so big, fu-fuck-”

                “You take me so well, this cunt is so fucking goo-fuck stop clenching so much, fuck! So fucking good, such a pretty cunt, made just for me.”

                “Just for you Min, all just for you,” the hold of his arm loosen up and you feel his finger hold your jaw, turning your face to him, glossy eyes started back at you, not different from how yours were. His fingers left your clit to lift your right leg in to counter, the new position made you scream at how it was hitting your cervix, “Mingi, fuck, please it’s so good, so fucking good please don’t stop.”

                The grin he sent your way almost made you cum on the spot, but he pulled your face back to him, sloppy messy and wet kiss as his thrust became erratic, he wouldn’t last long. Your left leg started to shake making Mingi hold your waist with his left arm, right hand found your clit again, small circular movements, tortuously slow compared to how his thrusts were.

                “Cum for me pretty, cum all over my cock, let me stuff you full,” you cried and felt your body give out as the heat wave hit you, legs trembled but Mingi did not let go, instead, he let your body fall on the cold counter, a contrast to how hot your skin was, but it was still welcomed as he started to thrust viciously, both his hands holding your waist and hip, you could feel the second orgasm build in, your hands quickly found swollen bud, act noticed by Mingi who chuckled, his voice was hoarse as he spoke again. “C’mon pretty, play with yourself, just like that, you taking me so well.”

                It didn’t take long as you felt the common warmth at the pit of your stomach, legs trembling again as your movements started to fail you, Mingi’s thrust even sloppier then before, both panting uncontrollably as he finally stopped, buried deep inside of you and you felt his seed slip inside of you. Your fingers lazily playing with your clit as you got out of your high. Mingi’s left arm quickly steadying you as he pulled out, making you groan at both the emptiness and how sore you were from the overstimulation, his right hand carefully taking your right leg from the counter as he turned you, facing each other, fucked out faces making you both giggle before he pulled you in for a tender kiss.

                “We should wash up.”

                “How about round two, baby boy?”

                You couldn’t hold a laugh at Mingi’s arched eyebrows, feeling his soft cock twitch and star to get hard again. You knew him well enough to know what to expect.

                “You think you okay for that, pretty?”

                “Haven’t you’ve been working out so you’d carry me and fuck me to the wall?”

                You bashed your eyelashes and chuckled as you noticed his shy smile creep in.

                “Who snitched?”

                “You boys are not the most quiet people, and you speak really loudly while on the phone,” your arms crossed around his neck, your fingers playing with his hair as he hid his red cheeks on the crock of your neck. “C’mon baby boy, let’s wash up and head to sleep.”

              “Whatever you want pretty,” he kissed you one last time, hands under his shirt caressing the heated skin underneath, his touch not helping one bit at that, neither did his cum running down your thighs, “shall we go now?”

                The small smirk on your lips was answer enough for Mingi to lower himself enough to hold your thighs pulling them up as so you could wrap them around him, you could already feel his half-hard dick touching slightly your sensitive bud, moaning against his lips as he started to take his pants off, hands firmly on your ass, before he put you down on the counter, his cum dripping from your cunt not seeming to be a problem, especially not when part of it was already on his almost fully hard dick, making your mouth water as he finished taking his clothes off.

                “Eyes up here, pretty,” you could hear him talk all day with that husky voice, but you still obliged, meeting his hungry gaze on you, “now shirt off, you can suck me off later, now I need you against the bathroom wall.”

                His shirt quickly found his other pieces of clothing as you spread your legs, his eyes wandering to your throbbing clit and the messy spot you left on the counter, making him rethink for a second and postpone fucking you against the wall. Your legs quickly pulled him close, lips crashing as you tangled your legs and arms to his body, left arm holding your waist as his right hand firmly held your left tight before finding your ass, one finger quick to find your entrance again, playing with it as he led you both to the master bathroom.

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Toji fucking you in a mean mating press, your thighs pressed all the way up against your chest and pushing your tits up with each rough thrust so much it restricted your breathing. Ankles wrapped around the back of his neck, interlocking and keeping his face near and close to your own. And your hands desperately grabbing at his biceps to try and ground yourself- to save yourself from going absolutely dumb on his fat cock.

“Eyes on me, doll.” He cooed, his hips smacking flush against the fat of your ass and sheathing himself deep inside you. So deep you could feel it in your stomach. You did your best to focus your glossy eyes on him, mouth dropping open into that delicious ‘o’ shape, and your eyebrows pinching together to try and stop tears from spilling down your cheeks. Your fucked out expression made the man laugh and his cock jump inside you.

“Ooo fucked out already are we? So sweet.” He purred, leaning his face back and bringing one hand up to slap your cheek once, twice, three times to get your focus back on him. The smacks sent sparks of electricity through your body, and you sobbed as you met his gaze again. “There you are. Hi, doll.” He licked his lips, before continuing his merciless pace, fucking into you with that same aggression that had been sending you cross-eyed moments before.

As he hammered his hips down against your ass, dick rubbing up against the gummy walls of your pussy in such a filthy display of ownership you began to lose it. Your brain melted between your ears and those same tears from before finally spilled down your chubby cheeks. Each smack of skin against skin was followed by a breathy, “ah!”, “ah!”, “ah!”, and it was driving Toji fucking insane. His lips pulled back into a soft sneer, before his face morphed. You focused in just enough to notice he was mocking you. He copied your slack-jawed, half lidded expression with a cheeky glint behind his eyes, and his next few thrusts were followed with him mocking your moans, his voice a slightly higher octave to mimic your voice. He was simply expecting you to be embarrassed, to blush and cover your face, sob and whine his name with that pretty voice. What he didn’t expect was the way your eyes rolled into the back of your head, your hands balling into tight fists and slamming against his biceps, or the way your pussy clamped down around him.

“FUCK, Toji, m’cumming!!” You cried, digging your nails into his taught skin as your orgasm hit you like a freight train. Toji’s breath hitched at how tight you constricted his cock, walls pulsing around him sporadically.

“Freaky fucking girl. My moaning gets you off huh?” His hips never once stopped as he fucked you through your orgasm. You quickly nodded your head, trying to arch your back so you could take a breath, but he simply pushed you back down with his body weight. Your eyes grew hazy as pure ecstasy took over you, and he licked his lips.

“Guess I’ll just have to be a little more vocal for you from now on, hey mama?”

[chrollogy]

18+ MDNI; light dom!iwaizumi, explicit smut, unprotected sex, creampie, couch sex, iwaizumi is kinda mean in a hot way, just pure smut and nothing else. this was supposed to be a short thirst but idk what happened. divider: cafekitsune.

── iwaizumi was an ever attentive lover during your most intimate moments together, whether it be in the bedroom or somewhere else in the house, he always put your needs before his—your pleasure before his. with such an intimate atmosphere, iwaizumi never forgets to constantly praise you, strings of dulcet whisper against your searing skin for taking him so well; he made sure to handle your naked body gently—butterfly touches and ghosting kisses, like you were the most expensive possession he had.

but just like everyone else, iwaizumi had another side to him—a side that never fails to bring out desperate mews and whines from your swollen lips; a side that reaps your most inner desires with such carnal hunger and he absolutely loves it. iwaizumi loves it when you let go and turn into a dirty little whore for him, for his cock as your body desperately chases that oh-so-mind blowing pleasure it yearns for with each passing second.

he was mean.

iwaizumi looked down at you, head held high with dominance, dark emerald gaze piercing right through your core. you were both on the couch, legs on either side of his waist as he pressed himself on the plushness of the backrest; sun kissed arms spread wide, resting atop the sofa. your lover donned a pointed look, one brow held high, an icy expression painting his face, “if you want to cum on my cock, you have to work for it.” iwaizumi’s gruff voice cuts through the thick lingering atmosphere. you let out a pathetic whine, the sound dissipating into nothingness while you held iwaizumi’s stare, your nails digging into the bare skin of his shoulder—a silent, weak protest telling him you couldn’t take this anymore.

everything was going so well, the two of you had found yourselves in a rather intimate moment while watching a movie until out of the blue, iwaizumi had a weird glint in his eyes as you pulled away from the kiss. the next thing you knew, he ordered you to fuck yourself on his cock and make yourself cum, all by yourself—practically allowing you to use him at your disposal. “iwa—” your lover clicked his tongue and that was enough to get you to shut your pretty mouth up. so you started again, picking your naked body back up to dance an endless rhythm up and down, up and down until pleasure decides to come.

your legs ached, thighs burning with every movement of your hips; frustration swallowed you, annoyed that the sensation of pleasure was being drowned out with each passing second. so close yet so fucking far away, your body teetering between the boundaries of that mind blowing orgasm but never really able to cross it—almost like reaching out to the void, the uncertainty. tears outlined the corners of your eyes, unpleasant thoughts plaguing your mind as you did your best to focus on iwaizumi’s cock. he looked at your face, frustration clearly etching itself there—pride blossomed across his chest, ego shooting to the heavens above. who knew he was able to drive you to the edge so easily?

resting your cheek upon his sweaty chest, feverish moans and mewls tumbled past your lips, hips desperately chasing that high. you’ve been at it for at least an hour now, cunt practically dripping with essence from the sexual build up. soft squelches reverberated throughout the walls of the apartment, lewd sounds mixed with pleasured groans filling both your ears. iwaizumi bit his lip, gummy walls squeezing him deliciously tight, “there we go. .” he grunted, using a free hand to grab your chin and angle your face up to him. his heart almost clenched at the sight of your watery eyes and quivering lips, pure desperation seeping from your body. iwaizumi would have caved right then and there if he didn’t fantasise about how pretty you’d look all fucked out and hungry for his cock.

his dick twitched but none dared to address it. slowly, iwaizumi traced your pout with his thumb, head leaning into the butterfly touch. a smirk planted itself on his face as your lover pushed the digit between your lips; as if on cue, you sucked iwaizumi’s thumb, hot tongue swirling around the tip as if it was his cock. a soft groan rumbled from his chest, tongue swiping at his bottom lip before tilting his head. keep going. a wordless command, you hadn’t even realised the halt of your movements, so then you started the same monotonous rhythm—muscles burning and body yearning for pleasure.

you moaned around his thumb as his free hand groped your ass with such fervour; all this was taking a toll on iwaizumi, too. the repeated bounce of your hips and squeeze of your walls had him on edge, not to mention that sinful look on your face as you fucked him. the hand on your ass found its way to your hip, resting there for a bit before guiding it down to his cock with immense force. you let out a loud yelp, for the first time that night, your eyes rolled to the back of your head—the tip of iwaizumi’s cock finally nudging that sweet sweet spot.

it was cute how you tried to moan his name despite a finger in your mouth. “that’s it. mhm, you’re doing so so well f’me. .” iwaizumi breathed out, voice trembling in unison with the bounce of your hips. you clenched around him as his cock repeatedly reached deeper in your cunt, thanking the heavens and iwaizumi for finally giving you some kind of relief—a new wave of pleasure you’ve been desperately seeking out. looking up at your lover, tears of frustration and pleasure rolled down your heated cheeks; a specific twinkle in your eyes was all iwaizumi needed to know that you were close.

“are you going to cream around my cock? hm?” his words went straight to your core, squeezing around him once more, earning a proud smirk from your boyfriend. yes, you wanted to say but instead it came out loud and incoherent—all a jumbled mess from the toe-curling pleasure planted deep inside you. the grip on your hip tightened, a burning touch as iwaizumi forced your body onto his with a new found hunger; loud skin slapping engulfed the living room, the heavy air of sex lingered and intertwined with your naked bodies. with each passing second; each rough movement of your hips, the muscles in your body tightened, head spinning from the overwhelming sensation.

“c-cumming . . !” you managed to slip out, a digit between your lips—iwaizumi held your face near his own, hot breaths mixing as you both gasped in pleasure, he absolutely loved seeing your face as you come undone for him. he urged you on, whispering sweet nothings against your neck. it didn’t take much for you to cum; body turning taut, and fingers painfully digging into iwaizumi’s bare shoulders that was sure to leave crescent marks. as you came, iwaizumi didn’t think twice to move his hips, forcefully thrusting up to meet your own—the harsh slapping of his balls against your ass adding to your blissful state.

fuck, you were on cloud nine. iwaizumi didn’t fall behind, sheathing his cock deep inside your cunt and shooting hot cum while moaning your name into the ceiling, vision turning white for a mere second. he made sure to ride out your orgasm, giving you quick, short thrusts with the head of his cock nudging against your sweet spot over and over again. you shivered at the oversensitivity, weakly placing a sweaty palm over his abdomen, earning a breathless chuckle from your lover. god, he’d do this all over again just to see the lustful desperation etched on your face.

[cntloup]

18+ MDNI Virgin!Fem!Reader Your first time with Simon

He gently lays you down on the soft white sheets of his bed, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” he asks to ensure your certainty, “Yes, Simon. I'm sure.” you nod reassuringly and softly smile at him. There's nothing you’d rather do than to have this experience with him. 

He settles between your divided legs, “I’ll be gentle, dove.” he coos softly before kissing your lips and caressing your hips to calm your nerves, “I know, love. I trust you.” you murmur as he slowly pulls away. There is no doubt in your heart and mind that he would never harm you in any way.

He takes his rock-hard cock in his hand and pumps his throbbing shaft a few times before lining up his leaking tip at your glistening folds. 

You gasp at the slight touch, the unfamiliar sensation causing a surge of burning anticipation in your core. 

“Ready, love?” he asks, always so careful with you, “Yes.” you breathe out and he locks your lips together once again before pushing the tip inside slowly, swallowing your soft moan. 

He pulls away slightly, whispering against your lips, “You ok?”, “Yeah. You can go on.” you say, your burning need for him seething deep within you.

And he obliges, thrusting his thick cock deeper inside your tight hole, stretching out your warm sticky walls, the squelching sound of your pussy being split open on his fat cock making your cheeks heat up. 

You wince as he pushes past your hymen, your walls slightly clenching around him, causing him to let out a rasped-out moan. 

“I'm sorry, love. I know it hurts. Just relax for me, yeah?” he mutters as he stills his movements immediately after your reaction and meeting the sudden resistance of your tight walls, pecking your cheeks lightly and kissing your lips. 

“O-ok, Si.” you say as you try to relax your resisting walls, “Take your time, baby. It's ok.” he croons beside your ear, softly kissing your earlobe and tracing your jaw with his lips as he massages your hips and pets your thighs to soothe your ache. 

He feels you slowly loosen up, no longer preventing him from going on and looks you in the eye, awaiting your approval until you nod. 

He slowly pushes deeper inside you as far as your walls allow, this time your warm walls welcoming him in, pulling him in and swallowing him whole.

And you both moan in harmony as he settles deep inside you, where he truly belongs. 

“Hmm... need you, Si. So badly.” you hum against his lips, “ ‘m right here, love.” he responds with a languid roll of his hips, making your lips fall open in a quiet gasp. 

“Ah-ahh... feels so good, baby.” you mewl. He feels huge inside you, yet so delightful. And the difference in your sizes is only even more visible now that his body covers yours completely, engulfing you in his arms. 

“Please move...” you plead, grasping his biceps and tightening your legs around his waist, urging him to go on. 

He continues his deep lazy thrusts first so you could adjust to his size and the new feeling, his eyes fixated on you to keep aware of your reactions, his primary focus only your comfort and pleasure. 

“You look so hot right now, Si!” you breathe out between hiccups and moans, “Yeah?” he smirks, “Yeah, so fucking hot...” you say with a wide grin.  

“Harder please!” you plead as you feel the flaming desire for more, “You sure?” he asks with furrowed eyebrows, “Yesss pleassseee!!” you beg, “As you wish, love. But tell me if it hurts or if you feel uncomfortable even a little bit, ok?” he asks you, “K, si si!” you reply playfully, making him chuckle at the nickname, “... you bloody minx!” he mumbles under his breath. 

He grabs your legs and throws them over his shoulders for better access resulting in a gasp to escape your mouth as the newfound angle hits just right deep inside your sensitive walls. 

He plunges his fat cock inside your gummy walls wildly, moaning and groaning into your ear, droplets of sweat forming on his forehead and dripping down the strands of his bleached hair. 

He dips his head to see the way your bodies connect and rests his palm on your belly and gently pushes as he notices the visible outline of his cock buried deep inside you. 

Your eyes tear up and you grasp his arms tightly, digging your nails into the mass of muscles while mewling and whimpering so sweetly in his ear as he fucks you so so good, reaching far and deep inside you, hitting your spongy cervix and making your eyes roll back as the delicious sensation courses through your whole body.

His lips latch onto the soft skin of your neck and shoulder, leaving purple marks in their wake as he senses the rising need to claim you as his own. 

He lifts his head from your shoulder to face you, gradually discovering your points of pleasure by your reactions as he goes on, balancing between the contrasts of fucking and making love. 

And his breath hitches in his throat at this sight of you, how beautiful you look in this moment, fucked out of your mind and drunk on his cock, brain cloudy and your mouth hanging open as you look into his adoring eyes with nothing but sheer pleasure burning in your eyes and written on your face, the heavenly image forever engraved in his mind. 

Your eyes are locked onto one another, waves of emotions streaming through you both as he brings you closer and closer to your apex of pleasure and you can barely make out the words to announce that you’re close, absolutely lost in the feeling, lost in him. 

Your back arches off the sheets and you gasp out a high-pitched moan which blends with his low growl, creating a beautiful symphony of love and passion as you both dive right into the ocean of pure euphoria, its raging waves enfolding your bodies and overwhelming your senses.

He releases his hot load inside you, shooting ropes of thick cum deep inside your womb and your white cream coats his cock, dripping down from the sides onto the sheets.

He rests his head on your shoulder, both panting heavily, out of breath from the all-consuming orgasm that took over your bodies.  

He wraps his arms around you as you both lay down peacefully while he remains inside you, the sweet feeling too good to pull out yet.

And you sigh contently as you come down from your peak, you have always felt safe and protected in his arms.

You both giggle as he kisses you lovingly, “That was amazing, Si. Thank you.” you say, “No need to thank me, love.” he retorts, but can’t help the proud smile forming on his lips.

“I love you.” he murmurs, “I love you too, baby.” you whisper back as you pull him in for yet another sweet kiss.