#he loves to watch you use him for his own pleasure

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Movie Night

Summary: in which alien!reader asks Gojo to teach her a little something Word Count: 1.8k Warnings: smut, not proofread

Day 7

“What’s wrong, E?”

All fresh from a shower, you and Satoru are sitting in the sofa, watching a movie. He’s finally bought you your own clothes and you’re dressed in a warm jumper and cosy pants. Satoru won’t lie; he’s grieving the pleasure of seeing you drown in his clothes. But you were ecstatic at the sight of the space themed pjs and so he was left with nothing to do but he happy. 

Wrapped under a thick blanket, you’re huddled by his side, clutching his shirt. As with every movie, every night, you ask questions, and he answers as best as he can. He’s insanely grateful that you can understand him when he explains things like what a car is (a moving vehicle) or who Gordon Ramsey is (a famous chef known for being very wrinkly and very angry). It seems that your biggest issue, however, is stringing a full sentence together. 

You’ve been getting much better, accelerating at a rate no human could manage. It’s both impressive and terrifying. 

Right now, you’re tilting your head at a particular scene. Satoru forgot the plot of the money and he really regrets not keeping an eye out for the age rating, because on the screen plays a steamy, kiss scene. 

In fact, ‘kiss’ isn’t even the right word; they’re making out. 

How you both managed to last a week of doing nothing but watch movies without coming across a kiss scene he’ll never know. But the moment’s finally arrived and he is not any more prepared than he was on the first night.

He winces at the sound lips smacking against each other, a blush on his cheeks. A kiss is nothing -- he’s done far more than that, and multiple times. But, for some reason, he’s feeling a little shy. It might have something to do with the fact that you’re staring up at him with your big, curious eyes. 

“What they doing?” You ask. 

Satoru gulps. He’s become painfully aware of how close you are — his arm is trapped between your breasts, just a thin layer separating him from your soft flesh, and, under the blanket, your leg is strung ever so slightly on his thigh. He can smell his shampoo emanating from you with something sweet coursing just under that masculine scent. 

Chuckling uncomfortably, he explains, “They’re kissing.”

“Why?”

He has half a mind to turn the TV off and declare an earlier bedtime, but you look so innocent he feels bad that he was thinking of something indecent. He’s your friend. He can’t prey on you and take advantage of your reliance on him. Plus, how would a kiss between two people from different intergalactic species even work?

Would it be the same? Or does it lead to pregnancy straight away? What if you lay eggs in his mouth? What if he lays eggs in your mouth?

Composing himself, he searches for the right words. “It’s something people do to express their love for each other, I guess. Well, not all the time, actually. Sometimes it’s just for pleasure.”

“Pleasure?”

Why, oh, why did you have to focus on that one word? 

And why on everything that is good in this world is this scene so long?

“It means to feel good.”

The hand clutching his shirt flattens out until it’s feeling the hard planes of his chest and absorbing the vibrations of his heartbeat. You drum your fingers at the same pace, smiling softly. The heat of your hand, of your entire body, is setting his skin alight. Suddenly, it’s too hot under the blanket, there isn’t enough room or air, and he needs to go but he can’t bear to. 

Batting your lashes, you inquire, “How to make pleasure, Toru? How kiss feel good?”

Brushing a lock of hair behind your ear, he corrects you, “It’s, ‘how does kissing make you feel good’, E. Try again for me?”

You taste the words, lips stretching to practice the movement before you parrot back perfectly, “Tell me how kissing makes you feel good, Toru.”

Oh, fuck. 

Why did he make you repeat it in perfect Japanese? Why did he have to use this very moment as a learning opportunity? 

Curse his perfect teaching instincts!

He’s about to shrug you off, using sleepiness as an excuse to retreat, but then you’re leaning even closer, licking your lips and eyeing his. Warmth is spreading through his body, circulating in one particular area and he’s hoping you don’t move your leg any higher otherwise this will turn into a completely different conversation and he’s not certain he could survive giving you an anatomy lesson without getting a nosebleed. 

Licking his own lips, he grazes your cheek with his fingers. The skin he touches glows the very faintest hint of blue. He’s reeling. Up till now, he thought that your skin glows when you’re sleeping, but apparently you also glow when you’re being touched. But this isn’t the first time he’s touched you. 

Was it because before he was trying very, very hard not to stare?

He doesn’t know, and regardless, he can’t stop touching you. Satoru presses on your adorable cheeks to watch it light up, the way his is flushing red. Whispering, he asserts, “I can’t tell you how kissing feels, E.” 

Your hand presses harder against his chest, fingers splaying across the expanse. Subconsciously, he juts it out just a little. And with the most seductive voice, you demand, “Show me then, Toru. Make me feel good?”

Oh, and when you ask like that, how could anyone ever resist you?

There’s a tantalising closeness between you, just a hairsbreadth away from touching. When he finally closes that minuscule gap, a purr like thrum echoes through you. He kisses you, sweet and gentle, simply pressing his lips against yours. There’s nothing human about this, not with the invigorating taste of you, the scalding feel of your skin, and impossible softness of your body on his. 

“This is a kiss?” You mumble.

Chuckling, he says, “No, E. This is.”

With one hand holding the back of your neck, he sucks your bottom lip, unable to help himself from deepening the kiss. You gasp into his mouth, and he dives his tongue in, meeting yours. He knows he should slow down, should let you adjust to a friendly peck before he takes more than you can give, but you taste so good and it’s like he’s drunk. 

There’s a force, a gravitation pull drawing him in. He can’t resist it, can’t fight it, he isn’t even trying. 

You pull back in shock. 

Satoru chases after you, dragging you back in. He kisses you again. Groaning into your mouth, he slides a hand down to your leg, rising up your thigh. You jolt, a shiver running through your body. That electrifying purring hums in the air again and he’s smiling, hand rising and rising until he’s curving against your ass and carrying you over his thighs.

“This feels... I feel...,” you whimper, at a loss for words. 

Squeezing your thighs, he coos, “It’s alright, sweet thing. I’ve got you. You wanted to learn pleasure, right? Who better to teach you than Toru, hmm?”

You shiver again when he whispers that against your neck, nose skimming your jaw and lips curling. He’s inhaling deeply, eyes fluttering close at the weight of your body pressing down on him and your addictive scent. 

He can’t tell if this is all you or if it’s an alien thing, but he doesn’t care. Not in this moment, not when your hips are churning as he sucks at your neck, laying burning kisses against your skin, and watching the blue light dance under your skin. 

“Oh, E,” he sighs. “Are you grinding on me, baby? You want more than just a kiss, is that it? My greedy, greedygirl.”

When your clothed core rubs just right against his throbbing length, you throw your head back, that purring noise a hiss and it vibrates against his cheek as he listens to your rapid heartbeat. He can feel how wet you are; you’re soaking through your panties and pyjama bottoms.

Satoru’s growing dizzy.

One hand guides your hips to gyrate on him whilst the other clutches your throat to pull your lips back to his. Satoru knows he should stop now that he’s already taught you what you asked for, but he can’t. He just can’t. The thrill of going further, of testing your, and his, limits is too much for one man to resist. Even if that man is the strongest sorcerer in the world, even if not a whole gaggle of curses could pose a threat to him. 

“Toru!”

He thrusts upwards the same time he tugs you down and the elongated moan that leaves you, hips stuttering and hands frantically searching for purchase on his broad shoulders, leaves him feeling lightheaded. “That’s it, E. Take what you need.”

Your eyes are flashing blue, a darker hue than his own, and he’s amazed. Everything about you is incredible, like you were created to be his temptation, to be his undoing. Whether aliens have souls or not, he doesn’t know, but he does know that if you did, his and yours would be the same, all blue and perfect. 

Laughing, he leans back, hands simply resting on your thighs as you ride out your orgasm, shocked eyes pleading for explanation, for reason but finding none in his. That purring gets louder and louder, the vibrations stronger now and they’re flowing straight from your soaked pussy and right onto his cock. 

“Oh shit!” Satoru groans, nails digging suddenly. Within seconds, he’s cumming in his boxers, hot cream flooding his underwear from inside at the same time your wetness seeps through on top. “Jesus, E! That’s fucking intense, what the hell.”

He’s panting, eyes shut tightly as he keeps grinding your hips on his cock. 

You slump onto him just as he falls back. You’re completely depleted of energy, and he knows exactly what you’re feeling. Rubbing your back, he presses a kiss to your hair, muttering ‘well done’ and ‘good job’. 

“How was that for pleasure?”

Smacking his chest, you mumble a complaint. “Toru mean.”

He laughs agains.

“Sorry, E. You were just too cute.”

You raise your head, eyes bleary and fluttering shut. You meet his gaze, shaky fingers reaching for his lips and tracing them, all sore and pink, like you’re amazed at him the way he is at you. “Thank you. Kissing is nice.”

“We did a little more than just kissing, E. But sure, you’re welcome,” he chuckles. 

Eventually, you both fall asleep in each other’s arms right there on the sofa, ‘Are You Still Watching’ filling the TV screen and not the movie he can’t even remember the name of, drying cum posing a problem he’ll have to deal with in the morning.

He dreams of sapphire streaks in the air, of giant balls of fire, and an angel descending with its arms outstretched. And he hopes he never wakes up.

[camzeecorner]

𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃 𝙱. 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙾 ₊˚ෆ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃

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To say you were obsessed was an understatement. Watching as Matt walked around the room, your eyes followed every movement. You couldn’t look away no matter how hard you tried, not that you wanted to.

You bit your bottom lip, watching as your eyes roamed his body. His back muscles flexed as he reached for the shelf above him. Watching as his pants hung low on his waist. The waistband from his boxers could be seen.

His shirt was discarded on the floor next to your bed. His hair wet from the shower, hanging down in front of his face. His silver chain hung from his neck as it sparkled in the light.

The bold ink displayed on his arms was enough to make you wet. You felt as your panties grew wet, making you clench around nothing. Your eyes never left his body, as if you were hypnotized.

As Matt walked closer to you sitting on the bed his eyes remained down, watching his phone. He was completely unaware of your eyes as they were glued to his body. A million thoughts were running through your head, feeling your breath quicken.

As Matt leaned back on the bed he caught a glimpse of you. Watching as your eyes stayed on him he couldn’t help but nervously smile. “You okay..?” He asked hesitantly. As you continued to watch him his words flew over your head.

Getting thrown off, you snapped back into reality when you see his hand waving in front of your face. Blinking rapidly, you turn your face to the side. “Did you hear me?” Matt asked. You slowly shook your head, watching as he rubbed his stomach in small circles.

“No, sorry.” You spoke up clearing your throat. Matt chuckled, “I asked are you okay. You were like in a different world for a minute.” You smiled at him and nodded. “All good.” Your voice light.

Matt nodded and went back to watching his phone. You grew even wetter over the last couple minutes. You were desperate for him to touch you. Feeling your core throb, you squeezed your thighs in hopes of feeling the release you were aching for.

Deciding you had enough, you quickly slid your pants off tossing them aside. You felt as the cold air hit your body feeling goosebumps rise on your skin. Getting up slightly you walk to the other end of the bed, where Matt laid still oblivious to your presence.

Slowly climbing on him, you watch as his phone went down as his eyes landed on you. His cheeks grew red as he looked your body up and down. He took notice as you were only wearing an oversized shirt with no pants.

“What are you.. doing?” Matt asked confused. You smile at him as you ran your fingertips over his chest. “Matty I need you.” You moaned in between your words. He gulped feeling his chest tighten.

“O-okay.” Matt said nodding. As he gave you his permission you slowly moved your hips on his stomach feeling the pleasure build. As you humped his waist you couldn’t help but moan. Feeling your core leak through and soak your panties, you looked at Matt.

His jaw was slack, watching your movements. He grew hard as he watched you pleasure yourself. He’d always fantasize seeing you like this. The idea of using him to get off. He was so in love with the sight of you like this. Watching you straddle his waist as you moved your body against his.

You felt his hands wrap around your torso helping you move. You threw your head back as you let out whimpers. Placing your hands on his chest, you leaned in kissing his lips passionately. Chasing your climax you felt your stomach tighten.

Feeling his lips move in sync with yours you moaned into his mouth. He slid his tongue over your lips silently asking permission to enter your mouth. Opening your mouth slightly you felt as his tongue found your own. As you desperately pressed your mouth against his craving more, you felt your legs shake.

“You gonna cum?” Matt asked against your mouth. You moaned, letting the whines and whimpers fall from you. As you choked on your words you nodded repeatedly. “Y-yea..” feeling as your eyes rolled backwards you bit your lip.

“Gonna cum from humping me? You’re such a fucking slut. What turned you on baby?” Hearing his words, you grew even wetter. “Y-you.. oh- you looked so good.” He chuckled as you struggled. He placed his fingers on you core, feeling the wetness. “So wet, all for me right?” He asked.

“All for you.” You moaned. Feeling his fingers push your panties to the side he quickly began rubbing small circles on your clit. As you felt his fingers abuse your leaking cunt your body trembled.

You squeezed around his fingers, watching as your cum coated his fingers. As he let you ride out your high, he slowly pulled his fingers from you. You whimpered quietly, as the feeling of being so full quickly disappeared.

He brought his fingers to his mouth sucking up all your juices. He moaned at the taste, licking his lips. As you regained your breath you felt your body grow tired. “Feel better?” He asked. You nodded slowly feeling your eyelids grow heavy, slowly collapsing your body on top of his.

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Boyfriend Rafayel 🎨

WarningMDNI⚠️: Language, sexual themes, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, breeding etc

🐠Synopsis: your boyfriend Rafayel loves to tease you.

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“You’re very cute like this.” Rafayel’s warm breath fans your cheek as he pins you to the mattress. He hovers over you, still buried to the hilt inside your swollen drooling heat. You’d just finished one round and he couldn’t bring himself to pull out because it “felt like home”. His hips swirl, churning your now mixed fluids inside you. He smirks as he sees a faint rosy blush tint your nose.

“Don’t tease me.” You pout. His slender delicate fingers press into your side, sliding up your body slowly till they cup your bare tit. He chuckles against your neck, the sound vibrating in your ear like a sweet melody.

“You make it hard not too, Angel fish” his purple strands tickle your forehead as he props up on his arms above you. Your eyes are drawn to the way his muscles tense as he holds this position with ease. Despite being an artist his body was defined and chiseled. From his broad shoulder to the light six pack indented against your stomach. “You’re checking me out? If you do that I might get excited again.” He pushes into you with a lazy thrust.

You whine, linking your fingers around his neck and legs around his waist. Your hips wiggle, soaked pussy fluttering around his semi-hard length. You feel it twitch at your subtle movements. A soft breathy moan escapes rafayels lips.

“You’re not playing fair, you know.” He shifts to lock his arms under your knees, using his weight to press into you fully. His growing cock drags against the slick gummy walls of your tight channel as he withdrawals to the tip. Even after being fucked once, you were still like a vice around his sensitive dick. He pulses his pelvis back and forth, fucking your entrance with his thick mushroomed head. Your eager needy hole clamps desperately trying to pull his teasing cock back in.

“If you want it that badly, I’ll be nice.” With a grunt he slams back inside with punishing pressure. You gasp and scratch at the smooth skin of his back.

“Rafa, fuck s’deep I can’t!” You cry out.

His breath huffs out in small labored pants as he pistons into your squelching hot cavern. He growls and sits up on his knees. His hard strokes never decelerate as he switches positions. Sweat sticks his hair to his forehead and trails down his neck as he ruts into you like his only purpose in life is to knock you up.

“Can’t hold back, sorry cutie. Fuck, feels too good” the veins in his hands pop as he rocks your body back and forth on his painfully hard cock. He’s light headed as his heart pumps twice as fast. His violet eyes are low with lust as he watches your body ripple beneath him with every hard thrust of his hips. You cover your face in embarrassment as he gropes every part of you he can get his hands on.

“S-stop this is too embarrassing Rafa.” You whimper—Your hands going up to cover your face. He grabs your wrist firmly and yanks them away.

“I want to see all the pretty faces you make. Your body is a work of art, don’t hide it from me.” He drops your legs to palm at your bouncing breast. His fingertips flick and tug on the hard tight peaks, making your eyes roll back.

“I’m feeling inspired for a new painting. I love having my own personal muse to stuff full of my cock.” His engorged cock head beats into the spongy sensitive spot deep inside your battered pussy. Your head falls back into the pillows as you half sob with pleasure. “No not there! We have to stop…I-I feel like I’m gonna pee!-“ he doesn’t stop. Instead he spreads your creamy folds and rubs tight fast circles around your stiff clit.

Your thighs quake as he impales you over and over on his rock solid manhood, ogling at the sight of your pussy icing his cock like the sweetest pastry. His pupils dilate as he watches the faces you make, knowing he’s the only one that can make you feel this way.

“Don’t hold back, let it go baby.” He coos, redoubling his efforts. As if on command your pussy squirt clear milky fluid like a geyser, soaking the bed and sheets below. The hot shower of your arousal undoes Rafayel and his cock explodes thick hot jets of semen directly into your womb. His face scrunches, body tenses with the force of his release—he can’t utter a word, only strained groans and pants fall from his lips. His head hangs in exhaustion, a thin sheen of sweat on his ivory skin.

“Round three?” He offers breathlessly, a cheeky smirk tugged to his lips.

[woozinhos]

can i request vernon and reader just having fun (ykwim?) and being loud enough for the members to hear and then have to endure loads of teasing the next day??

Vernon and you are tangled up in the sheets, your bodies slick with sweat and desire. You're both completely lost in the moment, completely unaware of the noise you're making. You're moaning and gasping, your cries of pleasure echoing off the walls of the room. Vernon is just as vocal, his deep groans mixing with your moans as he drives into you over and over again. Meanwhile, the other members of the group are gathered in the living room, trying to watch a movie. They're doing their best to ignore the noise coming from your room, but it's impossible to ignore the sound of your passionate lovemaking.

Mingyu sighs and turns up the volume on the TV, hoping to drown out the noise. "They're so loud," he mutters. "It's like they want us to hear them."

Vernon picks up the pace, his hips snapping against yours with a newfound urgency. He's not holding back anymore, his thrusts becoming more forceful and powerful. You're completely lost in the pleasure, your body arching up to meet his every thrust. You don't care if the others can hear you anymore, all you care about is the way Vernon is making you feel.

The sound of your moans and groans is growing louder, filling the room and echoing through the walls. Vernon grins as he hears the other members' complaints, knowing that they're all jealous of what he's doing to you. Your moans grow louder and louder, your body writhing beneath Vernon's. He can feel your muscles clenching around him, and he knows that you're close to coming again.

He leans down to whisper in your ear, his voice low and sultry. "You're so loud, baby. They can probably hear you all the way in the living room."

Vernon grins as he watches your face contort with pleasure. He knows he's pushing your limits, but he can't help himself. He loves seeing you like this, completely lost in the moment and uninhibited. He reaches down to rub your clit, his fingers working in tandem with his thrusts. He can feel your body tensing up, your moans becoming more and more frantic.

"That's it, baby," he growls. "Let go for me. Let them all hear you."

You reach up and grab a handful of Vernon's hair, tugging on it roughly. The pain mixes with the pleasure, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. He groans, his hips stuttering for a moment before he regains his rhythm. He loves it when you get rough with him, and he can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuck," he gasps, his voice rough with desire. "You're so feisty tonight."

Vernon is usually a quiet lover, preferring to show his affection through his actions rather than words. But today, something has shifted. He's never been this vocal during sex before, and it's turning you on even more. His moans and groans are driving you wild, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

"You feel so good," he pants, his hips snapping against yours with increasing intensity. "I could do this all night."

Vernon's voice is rough and gravelly, his moans becoming more desperate as he nears his release. He's usually so in control, but right now, he's completely lost in the pleasure.

"I'm so close," he gasps, his fingers digging into your hips. "You're gonna make me come so hard, baby."

He buries his face in your neck, his lips trailing kisses along your skin. He's murmuring sweet nothings into your ear, his words a mixture of praise and desperation. You manage to find your voice, your words coming out in between gasps and moans. "You're so good, Vernon," you pant, your fingers tangled in his hair. "You're driving me crazy."

Vernon groans at your words, his body tensing up as he gets closer and closer to the edge. He's never heard you talk like this before, and it's driving him wild.

"Keep talking," he growls, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "Tell me how much you love it."

You can feel your own release building inside of you, the tension in your body coiling tighter and tighter with each passing moment.

"I love it," you gasp, your voice filled with desperation. "I love the way you make me feel. I love the way you take control and make me yours."

Vernon groans, his eyes locked on yours. He's hanging on by a thread now, his body trembling with the effort of holding back.

"Say my name," he commands, his voice rough and commanding. "Say my name when you come."

"Vernon," you cry out, your body arching up as your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave. You come hard, your muscles clenching around him as pleasure washes over you.

Vernon follows soon after, his own release hitting him like a freight train. He buries himself deep inside of you, his body shuddering as he spills his seed inside of you. He collapses on top of you, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He's breathing heavily, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath.

"Holy shit," he gasps, nuzzling your neck.

You lie there in each other's arms, your bodies still intertwined. The air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat, and you can feel your heartbeat slowly returning to normal.

Vernon presses a kiss to your forehead, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin. "I don't think I've ever come that hard before," he murmurs, a hint of awe in his voice. You laugh softly, running your fingers through his messy hair. "Me neither," you admit, a contented smile on your face. "That was definitely something."

Vernon snuggles closer to you, burying his face in your neck. He lets out a contented sigh, his body relaxed and sated.

"I could stay like this forever," he mumbles, his voice muffled against your skin.

You smile, wrapping your arms around him and holding him close. "Me too," you say softly. "You always know how to make me feel so good."

You and Vernon fall asleep in each other's arms, completely spent from your intense lovemaking. The room is quiet, save for the sound of your soft breathing. The next morning, you wake up to the sound of someone knocking on the door. You blink sleepily, disoriented and confused for a moment.

"Hey, lovebirds," Seungcheol's voice calls out from the other side of the door. "You guys up yet?"

You groan and sit up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Vernon stirs beside you, slowly waking up as well.

"Yeah, we're up," you call out, your voice still rough from sleep.

Seungcheol opens the door and peeks his head inside, a smirk on his face. "About time," he says, his eyes scanning the room. "You guys were pretty loud last night, you know."

Vernon groans and buries his face in the pillow, clearly embarrassed. "Shut up," he mumbles, his voice muffled.

You feel your cheeks flush with heat as you realize what Seungcheol is implying. "We didn't know we were being that loud," you say defensively, trying to ignore the mortification you feel. Seungcheol steps aside as Mingyu and Wonwoo enter the room, both of them wearing identical grins.

"We heard you guys having fun last night," Mingyu teases, plopping down on the edge of the bed. "You were pretty vocal."

Wonwoo nods in agreement, a smirk on his face. "Yeah, we thought you were going to wake up the whole building."

Mingyu and Wonwoo both start making exaggerated moaning sounds, imitating the noises you and Vernon made the night before.

"Oh, Vernon, yes!" Mingyu cries out in a high-pitched voice, flopping dramatically onto the bed.

Wonwoo snickers and joins in, making exaggerated grunting noises. "You like that, baby? You like it when I take control?"

Vernon groans and buries his face deeper into the pillow, clearly mortified. You can't help but laugh at the ridiculous display, even as your cheeks burn with embarrassment.

Mingyu and Wonwoo dissolve into giggles, clutching their stomachs as they laugh hysterically. They're clearly enjoying themselves, taking every opportunity to tease you and Vernon about your loud night. Seungcheol just stands in the doorway, shaking his head in amusement. "You guys are ridiculous," he says, trying to sound stern but failing miserably.

[keeryhours]

taking it!

Gojo x female! reader

Masterlist

Gojo Masterlist

Warnings:

Smut (18+), porn no plot, p in v, breeding kink

Word Count: 759

A/N:

My first time writing for JJK! I hope you like it ❤️

“Ah, c’mon pretty girl, spread those legs f’me.”

Gojo has you spread out on his bed, completely naked, his cock already hard as he strokes it while looking down at you. You’re feeling shy, your legs closed despite how needy and wet he has you.

“‘toru…I’m nervous. You’re…”

Satoru places his hands on your knees, spreading them wide for his bright blue eyes to drink in. God, those eyes. He grips his cock again, tapping it against your soaking wet pussy.

“Big? C’mon, you can take it, baby. Look how wet you are f’me. It’ll slide right in.”

He was big. Huge, in fact. You’d never seen anyone as big as him. You weren’t a virgin, but it was still intimidating. “Okay…we can try. Just be gentle.”

Satoru smirks at you, pleased with your answer. He won’t show it, but he’s just as desperate for you as you are for him. He drags his cock through your folds, coating it in your slick. You gasp when you feel his cockhead at your entrance, and then he’s pushing inside.

You grip onto his strong shoulders, your eyes going wide at the intrusion. Your mouth falls open in a silent gasp, and Gojo is watching his cock disappear inside of you, the hottest thing he thinks he’s ever seen. His eyes dart up to your face, that same cocky smirk on his lips.

“Taking me so well already,” he praises. “Look at how your sweet pussy takes this dick. What were you nervous about, huh? You were made f’me.”

You whine at his words, body writhing beneath him. He sinks into you to the hilt, his hips pressed flush against your body. He groans loudly, the most delicious sound you’ve ever heard. He wastes no time in pulling back and thrusting back into you, setting a quick pace.

“Perfect little pussy - hah! - feels so fuckin’ good around me. So tight and hot and wet. Made f’me, baby, I’m telling you.”

His dirty words only make you more wet for him, and he notices immediately, that cocky smirk only growing as he pounds into you.

“‘toru…feels so good, ah!”

He has you bouncing back onto his cock with every thrust, fucking you stupid on his dick. Your mind goes hazy, unable to think of anything but the way he feels inside you.

“How about I breed that pretty pussy, huh? Would you like that?”

You can only whine in response, because yes, you would fucking love that. You want so desperately to be full of him, for him to fuck his seed so deep inside of you he gets you nice and full. You can tell he likes the idea, too.

“Oh, yeah? You like that, pretty girl? Wanna be full of me?”

You whine again, nodding frantically. “Please…”

“Please what, baby?”

“Please fuck your cum into me, ‘toru, please-“

He cuts you off by speeding up his thrusts, fucking into you hard and fast and ruthlessly. Your eyes roll back, little “Ah! Ah! Ah!”s spilling from your lips as you absolutely lose your mind on his cock. You’re exactly how he likes you, cockdrunk and desperate.

“Don’t worry that pretty little head, baby, I’m gonna give it to you. I’m gonna fill you up real nice.”

His hands grip bruises into your thighs and he fucks you at an otherworldly pace, his facial expression revealing just how weak he is for you, too, despite his cocky demeanor. He wants this just as bad as you do.

He reaches down and rubs your clit with his thumb, and it drives you wild. It’s only a minute later when your back is arching and you’re crying his name over and over - “‘toru! ‘toru! ‘toru!” as you come undone around him.

“Thaaat’s it, baby, show me just how good I make you feel. Fuck, I’m not far behind you, pretty girl, your pussy’s grippin’ the life outta me.”

All you can do is take what he gives you, your body weak and fucked out as he uses you to chase his own release. And you can tell he’s close, his muscles clenching, eyes falling closed before he catches himself, head falling forward as the pleasure wracks through his body.

He thrusts in hard one more time - “Fuck, take it! Take it all, baby, fuuuck, take every fucking drop.” - as he shoots his load deep inside of you, filling you up just as you wanted.

You sort of hoped it didn’t take this time so he could take you like this again and again.

[svetamillss]

Headcanons: polyamorous relations with them💕

Featuring: Thanos (Su Bong) x Reader(f) x Nam Gyu

A/N: My friend loves the two of them very much, so he asked me to write this work.

💕💕💕

💕You are called crazy, because who do you have to be to start dating two guys at once, and not just guys, but drug lovers and best friends. Only the most fearless are capable of this. Sometimes you are pitiful that you told friends the whole truth, because at first the guys offered you to introduce only one of them, and the second one would be your "friend", but unfortunately, you did not want to lie.

- They're just jealous of you. - Thanos says when you complain about your girlfriends.

- Yeah, everyone wants guys like us! - adds Nam Gyu.

💕Despite the fact that they are best friends, there is always enmity for your attention and love. Every day you see how one sets up a friend in something. Whether it's other girls, drugs or just ordinary things.

- While you were going to the toilet, Thanos was flirting with the girls at the next table. - Nam Gyu viciously provoked the situation.

- Why are you lying! There was no such thing! Baby, don't listen to him! He's all lying, it's just that drugs have killed his brain! You don't know, he quietly accepted them yesterday.- the second guy didn't be silent and you just rolled your eyes at the next "theater" stage.

- Will we ever be able to sit normally in a crowded place? You're like little children who can't share their mother. - after that they looked at you strangely, although what's strange about it, everything looked exactly like that. Mom and two sons, but her sons were the same age as her.

💕At first glance, it may seem that your boyfriends are the same in character, but this is absolutely not the case.

Nam Gyu is like a domestic cat, constantly next to you and waiting for you to pay attention to him. He loves physical contact with you too much, so he will never miss an opportunity.

But Thanos, on the contrary, is a wild cat, he may not be at home all day. And it's not about his work, but about the fact that he just likes to walk anywhere. It always comes back in the evening, when you and Nam Gyu are watching a movie in a hug. Of course, your boyfriend is getting jealous, you shouldn't pay so much attention only to Nam Gyu. He came up with his own methods to attract attention. These are little surprises for you, he doesn't feel sorry for the money for his girlfriend.

💕You always sleep between them. Nam Gyu hugs you as if you were his soft toy, completely takes you with his feet and hands, that sometimes Thanos doesn't know how to touch you, so you decided to sleep on his chest and hug him with one hand, so the three of you are comfortable.

- We'll have to buy a bigger bed. - Su Bong quietly says when he can't settle down properly.

- The bed is normal, you're just too wide! - your second guy answers him.

- Let's sleep already! Or both of you will sleep on the floor now! - Your words always work well on them, because they love you very much, although maybe they are just afraid.

💕Meeting the two of them is not a good pleasure, you must not forget that they take drugs and you have problems with them. You are always afraid that their "games" may end badly. They really try for you, of course not perfectly, because it takes time to completely give up this drugs.

💕💕💕

[crimsonnsstuff]

Hwang brother threesome? 👀

You filthy animal 😔 but you ask, and I shall receive, because this is hot #dontstopwritinggoonmaterial🤞

You've always had a thing for brothers, and tonight, your wildest fantasy was coming true with In-ho and Jun-ho. The air was thick with lust as you stood between them, their hungry eyes roaming over your barely-there outfit. "You're such a slut for us, aren't you?" In-ho growled, his voice sending shivers down your spine. He didn't wait for an answer, grabbing your hair to pull your head back for a rough kiss, his tongue invading your mouth like he owned it.

Jun-ho, not to be outdone, slid his hands up your thighs, pushing your skirt up. "Bet you're already dripping, aren't you?" he whispered in your ear, his fingers finding your soaked panties, confirming his suspicion with a dark chuckle. The brothers didn't waste time. In-ho pushed you down to your knees, his hard cock already out, demanding attention. "Suck it, slut," he commanded, and you eagerly complied, taking him deep, your moans muffled by his size.

Meanwhile, Jun-ho was behind you, yanking your panties aside. "You want both of us, don't you?" he taunted, not waiting for a response as he thrust into you from behind, making you gasp around In-ho's cock. The rhythm was merciless, In-ho guiding your head while Jun-ho pounded into you, the sounds of skin slapping filling the room. You were their plaything, used and loving every second of it, your body responding with waves of pleasure.

"Such a greedy little slut," In-ho hissed, pulling out only to watch you gasp for air before he plunged back in. Jun-ho's hands roamed to your front, pinching your nipples hard, adding to the overload of sensations. You were lost in the pleasure, the filth of it all, until you felt the change in pace. Both brothers were close, their breathing ragged. In-ho pulled out, stroking himself, "Open wide," he ordered, and you did, catching his release on your tongue as Jun-ho slammed into you one last time, filling you up.

Exhausted, you collapsed forward, but not before In-ho murmured, "We're not done with you yet, slut." The promise made you quiver in anticipation, knowing this was only the beginning of a long, dirty night with In-ho and Jun-ho.

[4chensungs]

he’s been living in my head rent free i’m sorry couldn’t help it <3

smut (oral m. receiving)

—

quickie with this jisung when he goes back to backstage after performing.

you watched the performance through the small monitor screen of the room, noticing how hot your boyfriend looks and how he seemed so determined to give his everything on this stage.

he got there breathless, tie hanging loosely around his neck and buttoned up white shirt. black thick framed glasses accentuating his eyes, hair all wet from sweat. god, you’d never seen him more handsome.

jisung came back in a hurry, and you heard the voices of the boys for only a quite second before he entered the small room you were in, sat with your legs crossed on the couch. he opened the door with such force, your eyes drifting immediately to him.

“come here, baby. now.” his voice was raspy, body leaning against the door and head thrown back. you watched him with hungry eyes, getting up and making your way to him.

“not even a “hello”, handsome?”

jisung gave you no reply apart from a smug smirk, and grabbed your waist with both hands - lips crashing onto yours, you could sense his heavy breathing and tongue seeking for entrance.

you hummed on his mouth and he leaned away for a moment, specs already falling to the bridge of his nose, “hi, princess.” he greeted, you giggled and kissed him again.

you felt his hand grip your ass from beneath your skirt as your lips parted and moved together in sync, the squeeze making you move closer to him - your own hands playing with the hair on his nape. his skin felt hot, wet from the sweat.

“what’s got you like this, ji?”

he leaned away once more when you spoke, using a free hand to take his glasses off and throw them near the couch. you almost moaned out loud.

“was thinking about you the whole time on stage.” jisung whispered, and you smiled so hard at his statement that your intrusive thoughts won as your small hands started to unbutton his shirt.

“let me help you relieve some energy.” you kissed and licked his neck slowly, unbuttoning the first three buttons of the white fabric as his hand loosened his blue tie even more.

you went to your knees, looking up at him intensely as he swore, “fuck yeah baby there we go”, he groaned at the gorgeous sight of your body on the floor, cute hands already pulling down his jeans and pretty nails grazing his boxers.

when you pressed a hot kiss to his leaking tip, jisung gripped your hair and used all his strength to pull your face closer to the base of his cock, making you whimper and pout, still maintaining eye contact.

he tapped his dick on your pouting lips, “open, princess. fast.”

oh he was so desperate and aching. you obeyed - mouth opening to take his pink pretty tip first, before his grip on your hair forced your head to bob up and down his whole length.

your saliva was wetting his whole cock, his groans and muffled praises only encouraging you to continue. jisung started to thrust into your mouth, ocasional whimpers leaving your lips from the feeling of him deep down your throat.

he knew you could take this, you always do. that’s why he never hesitates to fuck your mouth. always so eager to suck your boyfriend’s big dick dry, so good to him.

“you know i love you mmgh love you so fucking much” his mouth hanging open, defined eyebrows furrowing absolute lost in pleasure.

ropes of hot cum were released in your mouth, his grip soon left your hair as jisung pumped his cock to let his release slip, coating your lips and chin.

you laughed it off, getting up and smiling at him. he looks in ecstasy, still - you could sense his heart beating faster when you grabbed his neck to pull him into a kiss again, his release now predominant on his taste buds.

“god, you’re the best. I love you.” he let out when trying to catch his lost breath.

“always count on me for that, ji.”

© 4chensungs

[becauseimswagman1]

Lightskin brothaaaaa

Kelvin Harrison Jr. x reader

Warnings: humiliation kink mentioned, voyeurism kink mentioned, suggestive flirtation, hint at bisexual!Kelvin, hint at bisexual!Aaron

----Reader asks Kelvin to have a threesome... kelvin has some qualms about it---- Reader is in a girl group btw-----

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Life after hard launching your relationship with Kelvin was actually pretty fucking chill.

The two of you went almost everywhere together, unlike your typical couple with busy schedules.

You practically lived in his skin and vice versa. Since y’all have been together, going on two years (secretly at first), the fans have gotten used to him appearing on not only yours, but your group’s social media doing dance challenges. He especially made appearances on Instagram since that’s where you’re the most active. Every chance you got, you posted relatable relationship quotes that the fans immediately knew were talking about Kelvin. You also posted a shit ton of pics of him being the lightskin ass clown he is.

But that’s surface level, let’s get into the real shit.

You wanted to spice things up (as if things could get any spicer, y’all two gots DOWN) with him by having a threesome, but he was NOT having it.

“What do you mean you want me to watch while another man fucks the shit outta you?!”

“Exactly what you think it means! It’s not like you’re not into voyeurism.” You really couldn’t see the problem here.

“As true as that may be, that shit is NOT happening with Trevante of all people!”

….There’s the problem…

“Cause he’s wayyyy buffer than me and I don’t have time for my girlfriend to say mildly mean things to me while she’s about to get fucked by a big strong man.”

“But you’re into that….”

“Shut it! That was ONE time!”

You laughed, “I said you nutted like a weak ass bitch then you literally shot so hard it got on the ceiling. And you wanna try and tell me you’re not into a little humiliation.”

“Fine, fine, whatever. Look, if we’re gonna do it, then who it’s with has to be my choice.”

“...what?”

“Yeah, it has to be. I need to do research first on candidates.”

“Candidates? Is this the presidential election? Baby, what the fuck? And what type of research are we talking about?”

“Don’t worry about that. Just know I got it handled.”

“...Are you gonna survey dick sizes? Is this about him not having a bigger dick than you?”

“No! No! Of course, not- maybe- okay No! It’s not. I’m just gonna do extensive searching for the perfect man. He’s gotta be really fucking hot, but not hotter than me if he’s gonna get my permission to touch you.”

You cooed, “Awe, babe! I knew you were bisexual-”

“Baby, no!”

“... Just a little bisexual…? It’s okay to admit it. We all are.”

“I’m not unpacking that right now!”

All you could do was laugh as he stormed out of the room like a diva.

—-----------------------------------------

After that conversation, neither you nor Kelvin spoke of the topic again. You figured he was taking finding a partner seriously, but not this seriously.

In secret, he had been conducting interviews, asking basic questions. Asking for kinks (if they had any) and their most recent STD test results (and if it’s been a while, then that they get tested). Ya know, standard shit. Nothing serious.

—-----------------------------------------

—--TWO MONTHS LATER—---

Kelvin had finally found the perfect person for the threesome.

The guy is someone he trusts, not only with his well-being but with you and your pleasure in bed.

—---------------------------------

“Baby!” Kelvin steps into your dorm like he lives there. He was so ready for you to stop being so picky about choosing an apartment. You also didn’t wanna leave your girls’ unattended, lord knows they’d burn the place down without you there, but the two of you wanted your own space. Kelvin wants to be able to love on you without someone popping up and interrupting.

“Baby, where you at?” He took off his shoes and walked around your dorm. It just seemed to be just you home today.

“Bae? I’m in my room!” you almost didn’t hear him due to your music being turned up loud through your headphones.

He walked in, “I’ve found someone.”

“Found someone for what?”

He sat next to you on the bed and sprawled out, “Someone for our rendezvous.”

“OH! A rendezvous? Bae, are we going on a quest? The fuck is a rendezvous, call that shit what it is.”

“Fine. I’ve found someone for our threesome.”

You snickered, “There you go.”

“Anyways, this guy is perfect. He’s tall and checks all of our boxes.”

“Oh… ours? As in our boxes? You must be finally ready to unpack-”

“No!” he put his hand over your mouth, “I’m not. Shh! The guy is Aaron.”

Your eyes widened and you spoke behind his hand, “Aaron?”

Kelvin moved his hand, “Yeah. I had listed what you liked about me and the traits you liked, that I didn’t have and came up with an extensive list of guys. And no Trevante wasn’t on it so don’t even ask.”

You slumped down in the bed a bit.

“After talking to all of them, Aaron ended up being the best choice.”

Your brows furrowed, “Wait… does he know it’s for a threesome?”

“Nah. I lied to them all and said I was doing a survey for this underground actor freaky club.”

You held back your laughter. Only your man would do this. “So we gotta ask if he’s down?”

“Yeah, babe. Aaron’s chill though.”

You looked at him, “Riiight, asking your close friend to have a threesome with you and your girlfriend is so easy.”

“Was that sarcasm?”

“You know it was.”

“It’ll be fine. We’ll talk to him over drinks tomorrow.”

“TOMORROW?!” you got up off the bed and started pacing around your room. “The fuck you mean tomorrow?”

Kelvin sat up, “Yeah. I’m ready.”

“You’re ready?!” you slowed down your pacing, “Like actually?”

“Yeah, babe. I’m more than ready, I’m excited.”

You sat down next to him, “If you’re confident then so am I. I trust you.”

He wrapped his arm around your waist and kissed your forehead, “I love you.”

“I know.”

He smacked the side of your head playfully.

“Fineeeee. I love you, too, my bisex-”

He mushed your face, “Sweet moment over.” —-------------------------

Tomorrow came way too fast. Luckily it was a rare day that y’all had the day off, so you had the whole day to freak out and get advice.

You walked into your favorite member's room.

“Damn, you don’t how to knock?”

“Hush. I’m having a threesome.” you plopped face-first onto her bed.

She shut the book she was reading, “A what?! I knew you and that lightskin were freaky frogs. Who’s it with?”

Muffled, “Aaron.”

“WHO?!”

You turned over on your back, “Aaron.”

“Oh, he’s hot. Have fun for real.”

“Have fun???? I’m supposed to fuck him in front of Kelvin.”

“That little cuck bitch. Y’all are nasty!”

“I know you ain’t talking, yo ass in a scandal now for sneaking around with most of the motherfuckers in my man’s friend group. You ain’t slick.”

“You didn’t even have to go there.”

“Well, I did. Anyways, I need help.”

“For what? You’re fucking tw…” she gags, “two hot men.”

You narrowed your eyes, “I heard that. You not slick.”

She rolled her eyes, “Whatever.”

“Kelvin and I are discussing things over with Aaron tonight over drinks. I just want things to go smoothly.”

“And things will, sis. Trust in your man, yourself, and most importantly, trust in that Henny.” she chuckled.

You laughed, “Bitch, you so stupid.”

“But that Henny’ll get you right. Nice and relaxed.”

“That’s true.” You got up off her bed, “I’m gonna go start getting ready.”

“Put on something sexy! And tell that lightskin that you wanna try double penetration!”

“Absolutely not!” you walked outta her room.

—-------------------------------

Kelvin walked into the apartment you shared with your group, per usual, like he lived there.

“Kelvin, what’s up?” the youngest member greeted him.

He smiled, “Hey, is she ready?”

“Almost. You want some water while you wait?”

“Nah, nah. I’ll be alright.” he went to the living room and sat on the couch.

“Lightskin!” the second youngest yelled as she sat next to him, “Y’all, uh, tryna have a threesome with A-A-ron I heard.”

Kelvin sighed, sometimes you were the bain of his existence, “Yeah and I heard you’re still getting death threats from fucking half of my friends and getting caught doing it, right?”

She nodded, “Okay okay. Coming with the jokes. I’ll leave you alone. I can see how nervous you are.”

Finally, you walked out of your room, “Is this whore bothering you?”

Kelvin stood up at the sound of your voice and walked over to you.

“Whore?? I resent that.”

“Sure you do. It’s practically tattooed on your forehead.”

Instead of answering, she just slumped down on the couch.

“Ready, babe?” he said kissing your cheek.

“Yeah, let’s go before I get the itch to ring somebody’s neck.”

And with that, y’all were off.

—---------------------------------

“When I agreed to drinks, I didn’t think you would’ve rented out a section for us. Why so secluded for some drinks?” Aaron said.

Kelvin smirked, “Oh, you know we just wanted some privacy for what we plan to talk about.”

“Talk about what?”

“Uh…” Kelvin trailed off, “Babe?”

Oh, he expected you to say this. You guess it’s only right since you were the one who brought it up to him.

“Aaron, we wanna ask if you’d be down to have a threesome with us. Total one time thing and it’s completely fine if you say no.”

Aaron chuckles and finishes his drink, “I think I’m gonna need another drink.”

“I think we all do.” Kelvin motioned for the waiter to bring y’all the bottle.

“Actually, leave it. Thank you,” you said to the waiter.

The waiter set the bottle on the table and walked off.

Aaron poured refills for you and Kelvin first then refilled his own and took a long sip, “Is that why you were you asking me about my kinks? I knew it wasn’t for a freaky-ass actor sex club!”

Kelvin chuckles, “Yeah, man... Sorry, I lied. I just wanted the best guy for this.”

“And what does your girl think?”

You took a sip of your drink, “His girl thinks you’re very sexy and that you look like you can fuck good.”

Aaron smirked, “Looks like you’re in luck, I never leave my partners unsatisfied. You’re both attractive and I’d never miss an opportunity to have two hot people in my bed.”

You smirk, thinking of a sly game to play. You slid your left hand onto Kelvin’s lap, switching between rubbing and squeezing his growing erection, and slid your right foot up Aaron’s leg, just resting the sole of your shoe on his crotch.

“Oh…” Aaron chuckles, “Someone wants the party to start early.”

“Seems like she does. Having fun baby?” Kelvin looks at you.

You smile a little, “Yeah, but I could have more if we get outta here.”

Aaron cleared his throat and then stood up, “I’ll get the check.”

“What a gentleman.” your boyfriend said.

Aaron leaned over to the side y’all were sitting on and said to no one in particular, “I’m always a gentleman.”

“Promise?” you said.

“Like I said, always.” then he walks away, searching for the waiter to pay.

“Kelvin he’s fucking perfect.”

“Yeah. I made a good choice didn’t I?”

“If your dick is anything to go by then I’d say you did. You’re hard as fuck.”

He glances down at his growing pain and holds in a groan, “Yeah, I am. Aaron’s hot as hell.”

“Thank you.” Aaron said, “Let’s get outta here. I got more liquor at my place and ya know, my bed. ”

You and Kelvin stood up quickly, sneaking glances at each other. Y’all knew a time would be had.

—---END—-------

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[velvet-n-lace]

NSFW Alphabet (Leviathan Edition)

Series: Obey Me!

Genre: Smut/Headcanon

Word Count: 1.9k words

Pairing(s): Leviathan x Female MC

A/N: Levi has two-dicks in this one; you're welcome :)))))

Original Template by @/the-coldest-goodbye 

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Levi gets flustered when he has to ease the pain or clean you up after you collapse from your orgasm. He would do so awkwardly with tissues and repeat reassuring phrases, all while his nose bleeds from all the blushing.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

Levi sometimes has trouble finding something worth admiring about his body, but over time, he’s come to appreciate himself and everything you love about him. He likes his oddly slim and fit body, considering he spends most of his days in his room. Levi loves your whole body, especially the parts that arouse him, like your ass, thighs, and breasts. You can catch him staring at them with a blushing face so often.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

Buckets. Buckets of the saltiest cum you will ever taste, it’s like seawater. Levi can cum twice as much thanks to his tentacle-like cocks, lookin’ like they came straight out of a hentai manga. It is another body part he is proud of, but he’s a little embarrassed. He loves it when you make both of them cum anywhere on your body; it’s his own way of marking you.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Levi is a certified little freak, so before he got intimate with you, he would find ways to keep your scent with him at all times. He did so by stealing your panties and sniffing them as much as possible. Levi couldn’t resist always having a piece of you with him. When he came on them, they would always end up clean after a laundry wash and back in your drawers as if nothing happened. This is only one of the freaky things he’s into…

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

No experience whatsoever. Levi only knew how sex worked through the hentai he’s watched and the ergoes he’s played late in unholy hours. Because of this, what he’s into and wants out of you is almost straight out of an idealized and fictional version of sex. But of course, he’s a demon with two tentacle cocks and a scaly tail, so it’s not idealized or fictional anymore ;)

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Whichever position gets him the most overstimulated, so the best way to do that is to have both his cocks inside you. It’s a difficult task for you, but it’ll feel like cloud 9 when he’s two cocks deep inside both holes. He can hold you down by his tail while he fucks you from the back. Any position where you take control is also a huge turn-on for him.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He does his best to be serious and almost brooding when making love to you, but ultimately, he becomes a blushing mess and constantly breaks character. He can get stubborn and would take charge to keep himself calm. You can always reassure him, and eventually, he forgets his worries.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

So, Levi had some trouble grooming himself before he met you, but he’s put in the effort ever since. Now, he at least tries to smell nice and look cleaner when you’re around. His carpet and drapes are the exact shade of purple, and he will occasionally shave if he wants to.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

Very intimate, he would repeat a slew of “I love you” and “You love me too, right?” Even if pleasure is what he wants, love is always attached to whatever he does.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

Levi often has to use two pocket pussys to jack off, or he humps his pillow or blanket. If he has your panties by his side, he would sniff them as he jacks off. His cocks have minds of their own, pulsing with life and filled with salty cum. They writhe and twist to make Leviathan's orgasm stronger. He also tends to watch some hentai as he jacks off, or he just thinks back to something you did today that turned him on; the thought of you is good enough. His load is huge; he would need a box of tissues or a warm bath to wash it all off.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

There is a lot, and maybe that’s cuz he watched too much hentai, and there may even be some “messed up” things he’s into, but he’s too nervous to admit it. For now, he’s into roleplay, cosplay, shower sex, double penetration, and definitely some degradation. If he wants to be the one in control, he will use his tail on you as his cocks pump you with his demon seed, just like in his games~

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He prefers your room because you will only have eyes on him. He can do his room, but it makes him a bit self-conscious when all his figures and posters stare down at him. He also does it in the bathroom when both of you have shower sex or when he rubs one more before washing off all the jizz on his body~

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Anything you do can give him new ideas to fuck you or to be fucked by you. Sometimes, his envy could make him do things like suggesting a new position or a new kink. The more you tease him, the more he wants to be in bed with you. The fear of losing you to one of his brothers haunts him, so he would do anything to have you all to himself.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Levi is willing to try many things, but if you're not down for them, he won't bring it up and would apologize for suggesting it. In return, he would never allow sharing you with anyone else; sharing you will NEVER be on the table. Any position requiring too much stamina would also be a bit much.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a novice in giving oral, but he’s been improving. His slimy tongue can help reach the most pleasurable spots like it’s a third dick. He takes his time and constantly needs orders if you want him to go fast or slower. He LOVES receiving it, though. If you could take one cock in your mouth and just jack the other one off, it’s good, but taking both at the same time is the best feeling ever. If you could deepthroat, he would be writhing in moans until his load fills your mouth and covers your chest. If you can give it to him while he is gaming, he will go crazy~

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Levi is gentle at first. Two cocks are a lot to take in, so he’s careful when it comes to inserting them and thrusting in and out of you. Levi can go as fast as possible when you get used to them. He is at his roughest when that jealousy takes over like he’ll be leaving bruises inside your pussy.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He absolutely hates them but needs them cuz it’s more of a hassle to deal with two cocks getting erect in the middle of class. Levi would have to drag you into the bathroom stall and relieve himself.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

He’s down to try freaky stuff with you but wants to keep it all between you and him. If anyone found out about what he’s into, it would be a HUGE reputation drop; at least, that’s how he sees it. Even the tiny kisses you give him in public make him a bit nervous, but he does his best not to be overcome by that desire.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Levi is the type of guy who gives it his all in the first few rounds. Either he goes for a few when you are the one domming him, or he goes for one or two when he tries taking control. He tries putting his effort into thrusting the most, and he lets his tail hold you in place as he pounds you like a fuck doll.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Levi owns two fleshlights, a dildo, and a hitachi wand, and he often uses either one of them every night. He loves using them on you, especially the dildo, for a risky triple penetration session or the wand to overstimulate your clit. Or maybe he’s fucking himself with them while he fucks you; the more stimulation, the more wild he will get~

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Levi’s definition of teasing you is texting you screencaps of hentai manga and sex toys he found online with captions like “can we try this?” or “can you do this to me?” He also sends you pictures of him in lewd cosplay with just as lewd poses. It was like, over time, he learned how to tease you. Of course, that gives you a reason to tease him back!

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Levi gets loud the more pleasure he gets. He makes all kinds of strange sounds like he’s imitating some hentai character, but no, he just naturally moans and whimpers like one. It’s both unsettling and mesmerizing to listen to, knowing you are the one making him moan like that. He constantly needs to cover his mouth and hold his chest when those sparks of pleasure hit him in the right spots.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

The roleplay and the cosplay kink come hand in hand. Levi loves it when you cosplay as a sexy maid or any of his favorite characters. Fucking his waifu irl has always been his ultimate dream, and knowing that you are the one under that cosplay makes him fall in love with you over and over again. The roleplay can stick for a while, but then both of you would just drop it the moment he moans your name instead of the character you’re cosplaying as~ He can cosplay your husbandos too :3

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Okay, so we already talked about his two tentacle cocks with minds of their own. They are a dark shade of black and blue like his demon form, they cum huge loads, and it’s one of his favorite body parts on him. Even so, they are not huge, they are average-sized, which is something he apologizes for at times, but good lord, two tentacle cocks are enough for your human body to handle.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It's super high, especially when you drive him up the wall with your cuteness and sexiness. He’s been learning how to keep his desires steady, plus his super high moments were mostly back when he thought there was no chance with you, but it still doesn’t stop him from having such a high drive for you.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

With his lack of stamina, he can fall asleep quickly. As long as you are by his side when he sleeps, he will feel comforted and content with his performance in bed. Seeing your face before your eyes close is like something out of a dream.

[moonmaiden1996]

Hi 😊👋 Corazon and Sanji both are my favourites (not that they're both blondes but they share the same endless kindness 🥰). So yeah I'd love to read sth about Corazon ♥️. I'm not sure if he ever had sex or even an relationship but he has so much love to give. Maybe you could write sth about spending a night with Cora? Might be the first time for both as a couple. 👀

18+ with some spoilers

So, I’m in two minds about this. Corazon is 100% a virgin. His trauma runs far too deep. After watching his mother die and his brother kill their father, his entire existence became a mission: a duty to keep his brother’s monstrous tendencies in check and save as many people as he could. It’s hard to imagine he’d ever think of anything beyond that.

But then again, maybe he would. After all, they’re gods—why wouldn’t his brother use others for his own pleasure, as cruel as that is I am not sure how his brother could escape his brother inclinations. Personally, though, I think Corazon is desperate for connection and would avoid his brothers desires at all costs. There are moments when he catches himself watching a couple at the port, jealousy bubbling up inside him as he observes how in love they are, the way they look at each other, and how they laugh. Sometimes, he sees young families—a mother laughing, a father pushing a stroller while their baby coos up at them—and he aches for that life so intensely his mind begins to wander.

In those stolen moments, he imagines a faceless woman by his side, pushing a stroller, while Law runs ahead with a smile he’s almost too proud to permit. He thinks about it so hard, he once walked straight into a lamppost, much to the hilarity of the other executives.

But then comes a miracle. Left for dead, he’s saved by a passing merchant, and for the first time, he’s allowed to live a little, to fall in love. (I’ve seen Dressrosa—let me dream, okay?)

Falling in love isn’t easy for Corazon—or, let’s call him Rosinante. It takes time. Time to heal. Time to process. Time to trust. The fire that once made him a spy had dimmed, flickering weakly in the wind of his pain and loss. And yet, you—you, the sweet little woman who came into his life—were the spark that reignited that flame, making him blaze brighter than ever before.

At first, he’s hesitant. Very hesitant. He feels monstrous compared to you, towering over you with his broad, lanky frame and muscle-packed build. He’s terrified of hurting you. To him, you’re a beacon of light in his darkest days, and the thought of his brother finding you, hurting you, or—god forbid—coveting you, is his deepest fear.

It would take your gentle patience to help him through this. You’d speak to him of your burning desire but never force or badger him. You’d make it clear that you’re waiting for him, whenever he’s ready. And when he is ready, he’d want to be careful.

“I just don’t want to hurt you,” he’d mumble against your skin during one of your passionate embraces—those moments where his kisses seared your skin and his hands wandered, peeling away clothes to reveal heated, blushing flesh.

“You won’t, my love,” you’d reassure him, kissing that sensitive spot on his neck that made him shiver.

“But…” His protests would falter as his eyes took in your soft, eager figure, flushed and inviting.

“Hush, my love. Let me,” you’d whisper.

And he would. He’d let you lead, following your every direction like a devoted worshipper. He’d marvel at you as you straddled him, your skin glowing in the soft light.

Now, let me tell you—this man is proportionate. He’s thick and long—not ridiculously long, but enough that you’d feel every inch of his size. You’d have to take your time, working your way down on him as he watches with a mix of awe and concern.

“Love… don’t push yourself,” he’d frown up at you, worry etched on his face.

“Hush…” you’d moan softly, taking your time, moving up and down his tip, your movements drawing gasps and shudders from him. He’d tremble beneath you, marveling at the sight of you taking him in.

This man would be sweating and rigid, utterly captivated as you slowly worked your way lower, stretching yourself to accommodate him. His long, elegant fingers, guided by your hand, would find that sensitive bundle of nerves, sending waves of pleasure through you. Your moans would fill the room, spurring him on, until you finally took him fully. His hands would pull you closer as you reached your peak, a shattering orgasm ripping through you.

Corazon would be a mess, overwhelmed by the sensation of you fluttering around him. If he didn’t lose control then and there, it wouldn’t take much more to send him over the edge. But true to his gentlemanly nature, he’d restrain himself, making sure you’re satisfied before letting go. And oh, how he’d adore watching you ride him.

Afterward, as you cuddled up, he’d take meticulous care of you, ensuring you were cleaned up and comfortable. You’d marvel at how gracefully this man moved—well, until he faceplanted onto the floor, completely naked.

I adore this man. Corazon, Sanji and Shanks are my favs! I think I have a type for goodhearted men who could defiantly rock my world. Oh the day dreams I have about these three.

Buttt Corazon is undervalued in my opinion! I just want to shake Oda till he finds a way to bring him back. But this is all I have for now.

I hope you like this, I had great fun imagine this tall, blonde, gentle giant. Keep you asks coming! Anything and everything! Any character....go on I dare you...I double dare you!

[woozinhos]

Can i request sex with wonwoo but their activities are being recorded 👀🥵

Wonwoo and you were tangled together in bed, the room filled with the sounds of your moans and gasps. He was completely focused on you, his hands roaming over your body as he moved inside you. But suddenly, he pulled away, leaving you feeling empty and confused. He reached over to grab his phone from the nightstand, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Hold on a sec," he said, flipping on the camera and pointing it at you. "I want to film this."

You looked at him in surprise, your face flushing with embarrassment. "Wonwoo, what are you doing?" you asked, your voice shaky.

He chuckled as he positioned the camera to get a good angle of you. "I just want to capture how beautiful you look right now," he said, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily. "Besides, this will make for some great content for me."

You felt a mix of emotions as he started filming - embarrassment, excitement, and a little bit of thrill. You weren't used to being filmed like this, but something about the idea of being on camera with Wonwoo was incredibly arousing.

"Don't be shy," he teased, his eyes fixed on the camera screen. "Give them a good show."

You took a deep breath, trying to relax and enjoy the moment. You could feel the camera's gaze on you, watching your every move. It was strange, but there was something about knowing that people would be watching this later that made it all the more intense.

Wonwoo smirked as he saw your expression change, realizing that you were getting into it. "That's it," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Let go and enjoy yourself."

As Wonwoo began to thrust harder, his hand found its way around your throat. He applied just enough pressure to make you gasp, your breath coming in short gasps.

He looked at you through the camera, his eyes dark with desire. "You look so good like this," he said, his voice rough. "Choking on my cock while I film you."

The combination of his thrusts and his grip on your throat was overwhelming, making your head spin with pleasure. You felt yourself growing more and more desperate, your body craving release. Wonwoo could see it in your eyes, the way you were practically begging for more. He smirked and tightened his grip on your throat, his thrusts becoming even harder.

"You're such a good little slut," he growled, his eyes never leaving the camera. "Taking everything I give you and loving every second of it."

As Wonwoo watched the camera footage of you, he felt himself getting even more turned on. Seeing you on camera like this, completely at his mercy and utterly lost in pleasure, was incredibly arousing.

He groaned and adjusted his grip on the camera, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily. "Fuck, you're perfect," he murmured, his hips moving faster. "I can't get enough of you."

Wonwoo held the camera close to your pussy, making sure to capture every detail of your pleasure. He could see how wet you were, how your body was reacting to his every move.

"Look at you," he said, his voice filled with awe. "You're dripping all over the place."

He shifted the camera slightly, zooming in on your face as you moaned and writhed beneath him. "I love seeing you like this," he said, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Seeing you like this, so needy and desperate for me."

He continued to thrust into you, his movements becoming more and more erratic as he got closer to his own release. He kept the camera trained on you, wanting to capture every last moment of your pleasure.

"You're going to make me come," he panted, his eyes locked on yours. "And then I'm going to keep this forever."

Wonwoo could feel your body tensing beneath him, a clear sign that you were close to orgasm. He smirked and reached down to rub your clit with his thumb, wanting to push you over the edge.

"Come for me," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Come on my cock while I film it all."

Your body obeyed his command, your orgasm washing over you in waves. You let out a cry of pleasure, your body arching up off the bed as you came hard around his cock. Wonwoo watched you through the camera, his eyes dark with desire. He continued to thrust into you, riding out your orgasm with a groan of his own.

"Fuck, that was hot," he panted, finally pulling out of you and setting the camera aside. "I can't wait to watch this later."

As you lay there, panting and spent, Wonwoo crawled up beside you and pulled you close. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight against his chest.

"You were amazing," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "You did so good for me."

He reached over to grab his phone, his eyes flicking over the footage he had just recorded. "I love this," he said with a smirk.

[sidemari]

• Long to devour you •

Character: Danny Johnson (The Ghost Face) x Fem!Reader 

TW: Unprotected sex, marking, creampie, obsession, fingering and oral sex (female receiving), pet names, choking.

His lips attacked yours in an intense, lust-filled kiss.

"I missed you so much." He groaned against your lips, pulling you impossibly close to feel your body against his.

You sighed his name as he trailed kisses against the skin of your neck, the urge to have you for himself after so long growing desperately by the second.

"I need you so much." You murmured, your hands guiding him to lower his kisses towards your breasts. He smiled at your urgency.

"Everything about you is so perfect..." He murmured, choosing one of your breasts to give his attention with his mouth while the other received tactile stimulation through one of his hands. He sucked on your nipple with just the right rhythm and intensity to make you shrink under him, his other hand massaging the soft skin of your other breast before his fingertips teased that nipple as well.

"Danny!" You whimpered as he bit your nipple gently, tugging it gently with his teeth before releasing it.

"The way you say my name... The way your body shivers when I do something you like... Your expressions and reactions..." His eyes kept lingering on your face, watching your every reaction as he spoke. "It's so precious it hurts."

"Please, touch me." You begged, guiding his hand between your legs.

His fingers briefly explored your sex as he lubricated them with your own essence before penetrating you with his ring and middle fingers, curling them to stimulate your most sensitive spot.

"Do you like it when I touch you like this?" He teased, lowering his head to the level of your vagina to suck on your clit while keeping the movements of his fingers at a rhythm that pleased you. 

You writhed in pleasure under his ministrations, your hands stroking his dark hair as he sucked you with dedication.

"Yes, please, c-continue..." The sentence came out broken from your lips due to the intense pleasure he subjected you to.

His nose brushed against your clit as he used his tongue to collect some of your essence to savor it, stealing a moan from you.

"You sound so pure, yet so sinful at the same time." He said before returning to sucking your clit hard.

Most of the times you had sex went this way, almost like a monologue in which Danny expressed how obsessed he was with you. It was strangely comforting to know that someone wanted you so much, even if the 'love' between you was, for the most part, distorted. You also knew that he wouldn't let you escape his clutches without horrible consequences.

"You're close." He read you easily, stopping completely with any stimulation. "Even if you deserve it, I won't let you cum if not around my cock."

"Please..."

"Use your words. You can do better than that." His lips brushed against yours, you could almost taste yourself on them.

"I need you so much..." You repeated your words from a few minutes ago.

"What do you need, my love?"

"I need you to fuck me." You begged, an immediate shame taking over you at such sentence.

He penetrated you without warning, slowly making his way to the deepest point he could reach inside you, soon starting to thrust in and out before you could even fully get used to the feeling of having him inside you. You wrapped your legs around his waist to try to deal with all the stimulation you were receiving at that moment.

"Danny!" You moaned as your nails gently dug into the skin of his back, making him grunt in pleasure at the sensation.

"Fuck, I missed fucking you like this," he murmured against your neck, increasing the pace of his thrusts, his hips crashing against yours in a delicious rhythm that made you melt beneath him.

You squirmed when you felt his teeth graze against the most sensitive spot on your neck seconds before biting it and marking it with a painful hickey.

"You like it when I mark you like this, hm?" He smiled against your neck, his thrusts never missing a single time, but instead increasing their pace when you nodded in response to his question.

"Kiss me." You whispered, stroking his hair.

Removing his face from the curve of your neck, he initiated a needy kiss, battling you for dominance until he was successful, just so he could dictate the pace and intensity of the kiss. 

"You're so hot." He sighed between small pauses to catch his breath. "Get on all fours for me." 

He removed his cock from inside you, making you moan at the absence of having something filling you as completely as he did. You obeyed his request without resistance, but with an urgency to feel him inside you again as soon as possible. 

"Always so obedient..." He teased your entrance with the tip of his cock, collecting your essence to facilitate penetration. 

"Just fuck me already, Danny-" 

"And impatient." He cut you off, penetrating you with enough force to make your body lose balance for a few moments. He wrapped his arm around your neck so that he was gently suffocating you, one of your hands reflexively grabbing the biceps that pressed so deliciously against your throat as he fucked you hard.

His movements were fast, almost violent as he tried to reach even deeper inside you, each thrust guiding you closer to your climax.

You felt certain weakness taking over your body, your legs trembling, and your breathing labored as you tried to overcome the overstimulation already present.

"Fuck, Danny..." You moaned, biting your lip in pleasure. "I'm so close..."

"My girl is about to cum around my cock?" One thrust was particularly violent enough to finally make you lose your balance for the tiniest seconds before he could stabilize you with his other hand on your hip.

"F-fuck me f-faster." You choked out, your voice weak from the increased pressure around your neck.

"Faster, hm?" He murmured, his voice trembling from the effort he was making during the movements. "Fuck, we fit together so well."

"Can I?" You whimpered, begging for permission to cum.

"Not yet." He pushed your torso against the mattress, his hands pinning your own against your back, a decent amount of air finally entering your lungs as you breathed with some difficulty.

"I want to break you." He growled, his thrusts now so violent that you couldn't even speak, not coherently at least.

The pressure built up inside you broke without warning, your orgasm hitting you abruptly and leaving you ecstatic for a few moments.

"I'm sorry..." You whimpered as he stopped moving and pulled out of you completely for the second time that night. You flinched as he pulled you to the edge of the bed and aggressively turned you onto your back so you could face him.

The eyes that were naturally deep and dark were now also filled with desire, need, and… Humor?

"No need to apologize, silly." The small laugh he let out before filling you again was low, almost imperceptible. "It's fun to see how scared you can get sometimes, even though I always assure you that I won't do anything you don't allow." 

He handled your legs, so that your calves rested on his shoulders. His erection pressed against the inside of your thigh due to this movement, stealing a hoarse moan from Danny, who slowly penetrated you once more, building up a rhythm that was delicious for both of you. 

"It's t-too much..." You whimpered in overstimulation, your hands gripping the sheets beneath your body. A few tears left your eyes, disappearing into your hair, your gaze carrying a silent plea. 

It was as if Danny was suffocating all your senses with his mere presence: you were pathetically under his control and that was enough to make you feel strangely alive.

 "You don't want me to stop, do you?" He asked without failing a thrust, not even once. "You're squeezing me so much..."

"No… I don't want you to." You whispered, your eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as you felt him repeatedly entering and leaving you almost completely, stimulating the most sensitive points of your body. "P-Please, don't stop!"

A few minutes passed before you were on the verge of your second orgasm. You felt him pulsing inside you, indicating that he was absurdly close to cumming.

"Cum with me, bunny." His sounds became a little louder, his moans of pleasure echoing through your mind, assuring you that he was also enjoying every second he spent by your side.

Your orgasm was the trigger for him to finally cum, filling you completely in such a perfect way, your climaxes washing over your bodies in waves of pleasure. 

He removed himself from you, collapsing onto the mattress beside you before pulling your body against his in a more comfortable position on the bed, his eyes examining your face cautiously. 

Danny gave you a fond smile that made your cheeks flush and you instinctively hid your face against his neck.

"You're so cute when you're embarrassed." He kissed your hair tenderly. "Hey, look at me." You obeyed him, losing yourself in his deep dark eyes. 

"You were so good to me." Smiling weakly, you snuggled into his arms, resting your head on his chest before allowing the sleep you felt to lull you into peaceful dreams after some minutes.

"Do you know that one day I'll kill you?"* He murmured while caressing your hair with affection, amused with the fact you weren't listening to him any longer. "I won't do it because I'm no longer in love with you, or because I'm jealous, but... I'll just kill you for no better reason that I sometimes long to devour you."*

* "The Gambler" by Fyodor Dostoevsky excerpt.

[teddybeartoji]

aizawa loves it when you get on his lap and grind and hump him until you're cumming when he's still fully clothed.... he'll hold your waist and he'll help you keep your pace and he'll guide you to and through your high all while just watching you because that's really all he needs

[bunnigumi]

─ A LITTLE BIT HARDER NOW!

WHEN HE PULLS BACK theres drool collecting at the corner of your mouth. You're red in the face, eyes averting in shame 'cause you really do like it when he presses on your tummy like that.

cw. megumi x reader , stomach bulge , tummy pressing , size kink

Right now, Megumi has his grab on your thighs, blunt nails digging into soft flesh, thumbs circling pink bites on the inner sides. It's a routine that's starting to become familiar. Your hips are slightly lifted up from the bed, and he really cant explain why, but when he can see the outline of his dick through your stomach, he absolutely loses it.

You were horrified at the sight when you first saw it, but Megumi on the other hand? He was turned on the most he's been in his entire life.

He just loves pressing on the bulge in your little tummy. Its addicting—watching you squirm and whine and protest with little results. Seeing the way you cant decide if you want to stray from his touch or arch further into it. Loving how big his dick is compared to you.

"Fuck baby," he breathes out in awe. "See that? Feel it? Can you feel my cock deep inside you?" He groans as he pulls out all the way just to slam back into you, starting a fast, rough pace that doesn't seem to let up and makes the sound of sticky arousal totally embarrassing.

A hand retreats from where it's holding up your thigh to grab one of your own hands, wrestling the grip you have on crumpled sheets and guiding it down to your stomach.

"Wha- nghh, M'gumi, don't—!" A long, drawn out moan escapes your lips before the rest of your complaint can. Your hand is trembling, and too weak to escape his grab.

"C'mon sweet girl, don't you like how full I can make you feel?" He coos.

Your head falls to the side, attempting to push your face into the soft pillows, "N-noo... feels so weird..." The drawn out nature of your words make you sound unsure. Megumi doesn't believe that you don't like it, because oh, he knows you do.

"Awwh... you sure you don't like it, baby?" He says, faux innocence laced in his sweet tone. You pout. You know what he's doing to you, and hes so wrong for it. He leans in closer, tilting his head, teasing you so you get all embarrased—hot and flustered. "I should just pull out then if it's too much."

You shake your head so fast you almost get dizzy, unable to form any coherent words. Only small uh-uh's make it past your moans.

It's too hot. Megumi is so, very close to you right now. You're able to feel the radiating warmth of his body, his breath against your ear. With the added weight of his teasing, it becomes far too invading. You bury your face deeper into the pillows.

When you get like that, the heat always pressures you into spilling whatever you don't want to say—always. You make for a terrible, terrible liar.

"What about when I do it like this?" You face him again with curiosity. Your brows are furrowed, sweat beads down your hairline. Glossy eyes search his face in confusion in the cutest way ever before dilating in panic.

He adds more pressure and forces your hand harder onto your stomach, closing the little distance seperating the two of you to kiss you sloppily. You make a noise of shock, whining as he continues to knead your hand onto it.

Your cries melt back into the sound of pleasure, moaning into the kiss, your whining dying down.

When he pulls back theres drool collecting at the corner of your mouth. You're red in the face, eyes averting in shame 'cause you really do like it when he presses on your tummy like that. "Tell me how much you love it," he taunts.

When you're like this, you're able to feel all of him. Able feel every single thrust just grazing your cervix, senses going into overdrive as you subconsiously stop trying to fight his hold on your hand with the little to no strength you were using to begin with.

"I, hahh, love it! Love your cock s-so much! Feel so full... hah- aah—!" With one last thrust, your back arches, core unraveling around his length. Walls tightening, spasming in a way that makes Megumi spill all his praises. As your chest heaves heavily, your abdomen flexes and tightens, revealing the silhouette of your boyfriend's cock stuffed inside of you even clearer now.

The corner of his mouth quirks up in pride, "I bet you do, baby. I fuckin' bet."

He really should start doing this more often.

[koling2345]

Just Simon with a cute new recruit. NSFW

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・

Lieutenant! Simon who: Thought you'd be just another recruit, until he saw that you were such a cute little bird. So obedient and pliable, always listening to what he had to say without refuting it.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Never even looked at any recruit in a different way until you arrived on base. The way you looked at him with sweet little eyes and called him 'Sir' was almost a symphony in his ears.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Loved it when you asked him for help with something on the base, sometimes purposely disappearing with things, only to see you coming after him to find out where that item was.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Made a point of training you, he never let any other superior do it. Not even Johnny. Simon wanted to be solely responsible for your success, or rather, he wanted to be solely responsible for giving you orders. And watching you obey them.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Started glaring daggers at any other soldier who looked at you. Not only that, but any soldier who even spoke to you or flirted with you was magically given a month's worth of hard duties. What a shame ;(

Lieutenant! Simon who: Was in charge of you at the gym, giving you several repetitions of exercises, never passing up an opportunity to put you in some positions that were a bit... Lewd, to say at least. Always keeping a close eye on every exercise you did, his eyes roaming over your body as you knelt down to stand up when you finished a set. The sight always made his pants a little tight.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Always gave you heavy workouts, tiring you to the limit. Just to make sure you'd get tired enough, then he'd have the excuse of helping you to get your bearings. Putting a hand on your lower back. Sometimes even being bold enough to put his hand on your waist, pulling your body against his in an attempt to help you. And if you were really, really tired, he could carry you on his shoulders. No, it wasn't an excuse to stare at your ass and thighs, feeling your body pressed against his. He swore it was just his good intention, he just wanted to help!

Lieutenant! Simon who: Would let you sleep in his room, there was a storm and the base was without power, you didn't want to be alone because you were scared. And he wouldn't let you be alone after learning that you were afraid of thunder, poor thing. That night he wrapped you up in his sheets, pulling you into his lap as he comforted you.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Helped you forget the fierce storm outside, pumping his thick fingers into your pussy, slipping in and out of you, scissoring and curving inside you. He made you come once, twice, three times, enough to make you tired and sleep on his lap, in the mess you made on his thighs, and he didn't care. In fact, he was proud to see the mess you'd made, that he'd given you.

Lieutenant! Simon who: After spending one night with you, he refused to sleep in separate rooms, so every night he dragged you to his room, at which point he already considered you his cute little thing. Normally, he would hold you all night with a death grip, so don't even try to escape.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Couldn't sleep peacefully until he'd buried his cock in you. Sleep only came to him after he had slid his thick cock into your wet folds, deep into your tight warmth. Slamming into you without mercy, he swears that his lullaby is your whimpering sounds under him.

Lieutenant! Simon who: Was mean to you, used you until he had his fill. It didn't matter if you'd already come for the thousandth time, he didn't care, because he went after his own pleasure, he would pound into you all night if he wanted to.Even if you were whimpering underneath him and saying you couldn't take it anymore, he'd respond with:

“You can and you will.”