#he puttin his whole pussy into it

[imab4dbitchucantkillme]

Viv: Vaggies the best dancer in Hazbin.

Ummm r u fuckin sure babe cos…

[shannonsketches]

Let's not forget dying and then finding out said other guy was letting you keep the high ground because he felt bad for you!! 🫠

Majin Vegeta such a failure; imagine you sell your soul for a small power up, you kill a few hundred people to get the guy who beat you up once to fight you, and then you finally get your big revenge fight but a) the other guy isn't really into it and b) you don't have nearly as much fun as you hoped you would.

Like, man. Sucks.

[miss-vanta-likes-to-write]

John and his PYT pt.2

PT.1

Daddy kink, breeding (if you squint and tilt your head just right), as always, the reader is a black woman. MDNI🔞

Mr John "Munch" Price comes back from his deployment. I'm just thinking about him in a safe house, four whole weeks before he returns. He's had bullets rained down on him and his boys. The safe house is the first place he's had service in two months, and he can finally speak to you his pretty young thing, who's slowly becoming more and more of an obsession. On this mission, when he had time, he'd message you to let you know he was okay and enjoy the quips you'd send back. He honestly didn't want you leaving to go back to your home in America, despite you telling him to message when he could. He was incredibly put out when that damn plane took off, taking you with it, and he had to get ready to ship off on his own flight to who-the-fuck-all-kows-where. So when he knows he will be home on a set timeline, he messages you to see if you're up and if he can call.

"Yes, John?" Your voice is sleepy and soft, a far cry from the flirtatious and demanding tone you take with him. He likes you best when you're tired and pliant, not to say he doesn't like you fully awake, but this side of you, fuck, he hopes it just for him.

"I'll be home in four weeks. That means you have three weeks to get yourself home to England and a week to warm up our house." John doesn't cut any corners with you. He found out early on that you can handle a little pushback, a bit roughness, you submit to him when he's just open and honest about what he wants. He suspects it's you craving his approval, but you're too stubborn to say it and outright ask for it.

You huff on the other side of the line, complaining about him being a needy old man. You can't just drop everything because he says so. But he knows that you're smiling just a bit. There's no bite to the grumpy little complaints, and he remembers vividly the lewd little video you sent of yourself. Stuffing two fingers in your pussy and crying about how it wasn't enough. Sobbing because you needed Daddy to do it because the slight curve in his dick has you spoiled, and how dare he leave his baby girl to suffer?

"I'll transfer however much you need. I'll see you soon, Sweetheart."

🔞NSFW🔞

"Daddy! It's too much!" You've found yourself face down in John's bed on day three of him being home. The first two days were just him holding you, catching up on sleep, and insisting you tell him about your time back home. On day three, though, after you had made breakfast for him and got ready for what you thought would be a day out for you while he continued to decompress, he shoved you onto the bed and got to work.

Your hands were pressed behind you, palms slick with sweat as you tried to keep his thighs from pounding into you too fast. You're sorta glad you didn't do the whole laid edges thing and forty inch buss own because that hair would have been ruined with the way you're sweating and with the way he is clutching your curls to hold you still. The stretch of him fucking into you is glorious, better than your dildos at home or the one you brought with you as you waited the two weeks for him to get home. Each snap of his hips scoots you closer to heaven and the blinding pleasure that always comes with it.

John smacked your hand away from his thigh, "none of that baby girl." His larger hand wrapped around your wrist and pinned it to your back. His other hand, keeping a bruising grip to your waist "Daddy has to train his sweet girl's pussy to take him again and she's puttin' upa fuss-, fuck fuck fuck- arch your back just- fuuuck- just a bit more."

You do as you're told, pressing your ass into him, he hits deep, and you let out a wanton moan. "Daddy, I can't ah ah ah" train of thought lost as find finds your g-spot.

John huffed at the failed sentence, and there's a possessive streak running through him. His baby girl, his pretty young thing, actually came home to wait for him. The smell of dinner already made, his house dust free, his favorite whiskey actually restocked and waiting for him. And when you greeted him at the door, he knew he needed this to be permanent.

"You're mine, baby girl." He leaned forward, pressing tight against your skin. The way the morning sun bounced off of you made you glow, and he couldn't wait to have you at sundown riding him, the orange light framing your brown skin till it seemed like warm gold. And he definitely couldn't wait till it was only the moon highlighting you, and he was planning to have you slow, under him, with plenty of kisses to make up for the hellish three months he'd been away from you. "Tell me who you belong to."

"You, Oh John, I belong to you!" You shout as your body begins to tighten up. Your release is immenant it's been forever since you've had an orgasm this good. Not since you last were in England for your initial holiday where you met John. "Please Daddy, pleasee I'm so close." You whisper through your moans. You wonder if you even said words with how fucked out your mind is becoming. Every nerve in your body is heated up, and you know for a fact that you're actively having your sanity fucked out you. Then again, your sanity and common sense left after he convinced you to stay on vacation a little longer, and it never really came back, especially when he wired you money to come to his house and wait for him.

"Fuck baby, you're squeezing so tight, it's gonna take me all day to open you up right proper." his breathy grunts and groans make your toes curl and head spin. "I know - I kn-know ya gettin' close baby girl, just let Daddy take care of you and everything else." He has let go of your wrist and leaned down, pressing himself as close as possible to you.

Each drag of his dick through your walls has you gasping and just mumbling words that don't make sense. You answer his words with sighs and squeaks as he changes his rhythm to grinding against you. Hips flushed with yours, the hand that had been on your hip has found its way to your clit. A few lazy passes have you keening and crying as your body finally allows you to come.

"That's it, baby girl, I told you I'd take care of you." You can tell that he's close by the way he grunts out his syllables. Raw and rough and full of emotion, he kisses the side of your neck. Your hand that is fisting the blanket next to you gets covered by his. His fingers wriggling between yours so that he can hold your hand. In the far reaches of your mind, you know this is intimate. At the forefront, though, all you can focus on is his hard strokes and the stilling of his hips against yours as he came with a geoan of your name, accompanied by how he wrung another orgasm from you.

Your body is tight, as the waves of pleasure crest through you. The feel of his breath against your skin, the permanent scent of cigars, and aftershave from when he cleaned up his ridiculously sexy mutton chops. It was all too much.

"John," you whispered. Your thoughts were hazy.

"Yes, baby girl?" He kisses your cheek a d makes no move to get off of you. Once again, you find yourself hoping that your IUD is putting in work.

The morning feels like a hazy out of body experience. The next words that come out of your mouth will determine how everything else goes.

"I don't wanna go home."

[curvykittyyssmutfics]

corrupt!Nanami

A/N: For @mozlov. Enjoy! 🫶🏽

corrupt!Nanami shifted personalities like flipping off the light switch on a dark stormy night: Your big soft bear was more savage than ever. "You're not listening. She's not takin time off. And as long as y/n works here, so do I. End of fuckin story." Nanami snarls at Yaga. Rolling and flexing his shoulders like he's getting ready for a fight. He's always so ready to box these days. Especially over you. "Nami, its okay. Let's just go-" You're pulling at his dress shirt, afraid shits bout to go down. But Yaga simply holds up his hand for silence. "If you can control yourself while we figure out your condition.. Y/n can stay, but-" Nanamis already taking a step forward, eyes narrowed. You gotta put yourself in between them to make sure your husband doesn't swing. "We'll allow you on the grounds for visitation but you simply can't teach like this. Not at the moment, Kento." Nanami stares at him coldly for a moment before turning to you. The adoration in his eyes gives you whiplash, but it's relief when he puts away the malevolent beast and returns your loving husband. "Long as she's good, I'm good." Said with too much conviction, slowly rubbing a thumb over your bottom lip, shallowly dippin between your lips to tease the tip of your tongue. You gasp, eyes wide at at how quick Nanami goes through the motions. Fuckin guy is now starin at you like you're his prey. "But she's takin the day off." He quickly pulls you from the room without another word, Yaga starin at Nanami's back in utter disbelief.

corrupt!Nanami turns out to be fuckin elated not to be a teacher anymore and quickly loses his dedication to the cause. He's only interested in the art of slaughter, no longer needing a valid reason to pull out his cleaver. Tries, and often fails, to keep that shit to a minimum. Dont get it twisted, Nanami's a murderous bastard. Isn't limited to just killing curses anymore but anyone that gets in his way. Yet.. he's aware how that fucks with your conscience. Knows he can sleep like a baby after but doesn't fuck with how that shit keeps you up at night. So he hides his bloody clothes after a long day, making sure to shower before coming to bed and scooping you into his arms. Falls asleep peacefully as his mind flashes scenes from his lastest kill.

corrupt!Nanami no longer asks your permission for shit anymore. Bent over to pick somethin up? That ends up with your husband puttin you on all fours, giving you back breaking back shots as your try to crawl away. "Quit that, y/n. Told yo fine ass bout doin that shit, right? Bendin over so just so I can see.. 'S all your fault.. You know I can't help it. Ass is too perfect to ignore." It's worse when you try to work out. Always sneaks up from behind to grab you, accusin you of excersing for hours just to tease him. So you find your self in Nanami's lap, cock warming him as you try to catch your breath from your workout. "Aww.. Poor baby, so tired. Don't worry, won't take long. Dicks been so hard watching this whole time. Help me baby, please. You're the one that did this to me.." Christ you cant even get any sleep round your torturer, most nights waking up to his dick hard between your thighs. This times he's awake, thrusting slowly as he holds you to him tight, growling your name at your ear. "Been waitin for you to get up. Look what you did to me.. Throwing that ass on me in your sleep. Come on, y/n. Lemme fuck. Took everything in me not to fill your sleepy lil pussy. Deserve a reward, huh? Gonna help me out?" Not like he needs it since you already feel his first load starting to dry on your thighs.

corrupt!Nanami doesn't have any more patience for you excuses on why you can't give him a baby. Tired as fuck of talking to you about it. So takes it to the next level and starts to plot on you, replacing your birth control with placebos. Then.. He waits to catch you off guard one pitch black night when you're walking to your car from class. You're energy completely drained, you just don't hear him swiftly comin at you from the side. A huge gloved hand blanketing your lips, trapping your scream. Nanami's snatches your wrist together, brawny body restraining you to the car. You struggle against him, too fuckin weak to curse him due to your overwhelming day. But he knows that already; deceitful ass went through alotta trouble to make sure your itinerary was extra full today. "Shhhh." You ignore him, the familiar voice and planes of his muscled chest against yours back not registering, buckin and tryin with all your might to break free. Fuckin turnin Nanami on watchin you attempting to escape, juicy ass repeatedly trapping his dick between your cheeks as you wiggle wildly against him. He ain't waiting a second longer. Fuck your screams, he'll deal with whoever interrupts him accordingly. Lets go of your mouth to rip at your bottoms like they're paper, making your struggles double. Might as well be laying limp, absolutely no match for the 1st grade. Nanami unsheathes his cock, spitting in his hand generously and lubing up. You're body's tense as fuck when you feel him stab through your opening. Pitiful insides clutching his dick like a dear old friend. "Loosen the fuck up woman.." The fuck? "Nami?!" He let's go of your wrists, slamming his hands on either side of you to trap you further. "I told you to be quiet." Snatches your head back by your hair and thrustin the rest of his dick into you. "Nami!" Shrill cry piercing the air. It's uncomfortable without foreplay to prepare you, still he digs you out without remorse. "Shhhh, y/n.. shhh." Nanami squishes you to the car, molding your body to his. Strokin deep as he can, like he'll never see you again. Literally fuckin loud moans from your throat, so damn good that its not your fault your gettin wet; slick building and forming a white ring around him. "Shhhh. Screamin your fuckin head off, baby.. So you not gone listen? Never do. Just like when I told you I wanted to breed this perfect cunt, make you give me a pretty baby. But you didn't listen then either. Now look what you made me do." So that's what this is? The revelation makes you try to get away again but Nanami's hold on your locks keeps you right where he wants you. Sharp yanks that makes you shriek, scalp stinging. "H-hurts, Nami. 'M sorry. So sorry." You whine to him, body fallin pliant against your car. But your husband rolls his eyes. He aint buyin your BS this time. "Naw, you gonna take this nut. Gonna give me my baby, woman." Pulling you off the car and into his body, your husband pummels your lil puss likes he's in heat. "Ahhh fuck, y/n.. Love you. Love you more than anything, finally gonna show you how much, honey." You're disgusted. At doin something this at the school. At him for startin a family like this. Most importantly, at yourself for still loving him, knowing that this changed nothing between the two of you. Even as he breeds your lil puss without consent. "Here it comes- ohshitohshit! Daaaamn, y/n.. Got so much for you. Mmmm.. So good for me. Thank you, sweetheart. Thank you so fuckin much. Only want a baby with you. Only you, y/n. Always been only you." Youre whining when his hips still, Nanami pressin his dick deep as possible when he finally impregnates you. "Love you so fuckin much, honey." "Love you too, Kento.. Fuckin asshole." He chuckles, pulling out and tucking you into the car. "Let's go home, sweetheart. Gonna make your pretty lil pussy cum before I fill her up again." "Kay, Nami."

[taxidermydaydream]

I'm in the back of the car with your daddy

And he's twerking and popping a Perc'

I got him bending his bum like Spice in the back of the van when they stop and search

These men wanna act like a beast, so I put these men in a cage

I made a call, now two days later, my n-ggas are bustin' all over his face (Bitch)

"Chyna, please have mercy, I ain't gettin' paid 'til the end of the week"

I don't give a fuck, shut the fuck up

Get on your knees and grease my feet (Pussy)

He want a break, I've been ridin' his face six hours

He told me to squirt in his mouth, so I gave him a golden shower

Just got the whole bed creakin', the way my ass clap, you'd think it's a choir

I got him six feet deep like Kevin, and now I'm leavin' that bitch no flowers

These fathers are always complainin', sayin' that my music is bad for the kids

Someone tell their papi that Chyna said that she don't give a shit

I'll walk these men like a dog, it's only gonna work if I make him my bitch

And I'm puttin' him back in the cage if his dick ain't long like Natalie's chin (Ew)

He said that he's got a big dick, but he's scoopin' it up in his hands (Aw)

I told him to put that shrimp back in his fuckin' pants (Pathetic)

And he said it was big, this is the shit that gets me mad

They said I'm a masculine bitch 'cause these little n-ggas ain't really a man

Your community don't even like ya, all of these bitches wanted me, see?

They see that I done front cover, now all of these bitches wanna be me (Bitch)

Your fans are allergic to streaming, I checked those streams, and they went down four

One thousand monthly listeners, bitch, put that shit on the floor

[bunnys-lil-hideout]

sex fantasy dumping hour lets fucking goooooo

i keep thinking about me waking up in the middle of the night going over to G' cause i feel like cuddling him only to stay at the door way cause his back is faced to me while hes at his desk and touching and stroking himself moaning auietly and occasionally saying my name or letting out a "fuck" or "oh god". maybe hes even got a pair of my panties and has it wrapped around his cock and thrusting up into it pretending hes rubbing against my clothes crotch.

i go up behind him and wrap my arms around his neck while kissing behind his ear and back of his neck, and he turns around feelin slightly embarrassed because he got caught, and admitting he was really desperate but didnt want to disturb me. then i climb onto his lap and press myself against him and start to kiss around his lips before finally making out with him, grinding myself on his exposed shaft until he growl into the kiss, grabs around my waist tightly, tells me to hang on, then suddenly im laying on my bed in a dimly lit room and hes on top of me

and hes making out with me more and puttin one hand in my shirt to grope my chest and another at my crotch caressing his fingers on my lips. then he hurries onto his knees and takes my panties off and eats me out, thrusting his long tongue into me, while i can hear him jerk himself off and feeling his mouth vibrate against me while he moans into me.

and when hes done with me he lays on the bed and its my turn to go down on him and wrap my lips and tongue around his shaft and he holds my head gently and tries so hard not to violently thrust into my mouth. then he cant take it anymore and pulls me off him and places me in my back again, spreads my legs and puts them on his shoulders, angles his cock just right so he can put it in whole with one thrust.

he holds me down by my hips while ive got my arms wrapped around his neck again and hes thrusting as deep as he can into me until he can feel the end inside of me. his thrusts are so hard and make such a loud noise when he slams into me. and ive got my eyes shut while i moan and scream in pleasure. and he moans back while telling me how good i feel on his cock and how im such a good girl for him and he fits so perfectly inside of me and wants to fill me up until his cum leaks out of me.

and he doesnt stop moving until we're both on the edge. and our voices get louder as he encourages me to cum on his cock while he cums in my pussy and we both hold onto each other so tight while we finish and collapse on the bed tired and hot. and he holds me tight in his arms telling me im a good girl for him and that he loves me. and we help each other clean up and once we're done we lay in the bed together until we pass out while cuddling.

[may-grant]

nah because if the writers dont got me, i know oliver stark got me

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

Ok ok

Pussy Drunk Nanami!!!

Hehe, sometimes he's forced to work overtime, it can be 2 or 3 hours more but he still feels abstinence from you, and at some point his thoughts shift from lying on the couch and cuddling to eat you until you don't be able to speak.

Imagine Nanami arriving home a few hours late and apologizing to you, he sees you and automatically remembers the thoughts from earlier, then he'll almost beg you to let him open your chubby lips and drain everything possible from you.  The initial intention was to be pleasurable for you, and of course it was, but when you realize that Nanami's eyes are unfocused and her licks are more sloppy than usual you know the man is lost in his own little world, where there is only you and he and his only function is to live between your thighs giving pleasure to the goddess you are🥺

(ofc chubby reader!!)

Oh LORD. Puttin me back on my chubby chaser Nanami bullshit i see sksksksk thank you for the ask bby, I love Nanami x chubby fem reader and I will gladly provide content for this subject 😌💕

CW: chubby fem reader, smut, oral (female receiving), Nanami being a simp for his chubby darling, not beta read bc why would i ever do that sksksks

Omgggggg pussy drunk Nanami makes me WEAK!!!!

AND PUSSY DRUNK NANAMI WITH HIS CHUBBY DARLING IS HNNNNNNNGGGGGG EVEN BETTER

Poor Nanami tho, having to stay late at work

Obviously it sucks that he has to work in general, but it's even worse that he can't come straight home to his lil pretty chubby baby :(

He was gonna make this yummy alfredo with chicken and broccoli and he was gonna make garlic bread to dip in the sauce and he had the perfect wine picked out and EVERYTHING 😔

YES HE CAN STILL MAKE IT TOMORROW BUT IT'S THE PRINCIPLE OF THE THING!!!

And yes he texted you to warn you he would be late and yes you were fine and said that you could just order takeout tonight

But he's still upset about the whole thing bc he's away from you 🥺

He's rushing through his work so he can get to you, but not so much that he fucks anything up yk?

At some point his mind wanders and he starts imagining what could've happened that night if he hadn't been working

He would've gone home and changed into something casual before he started dinner (probs a tshirt and sweats)

He would insist on making it himself, but he knows you'd try to help regardless (which he always thought was absolutely adorable) so he would let you

The two of you would enjoy dinner together before going to the couch, watching a movie or one of your favorite shows

Kento would try to keep his hands to himself, but that was much easier said than done when you wore the tiniest pajamas around the apartment

His hands would wander and squeeze your plump flesh, fingers digging into your thick thighs and spreading them open

You would squirm and whine about how he didnt have to eat you out, but how could he resist your sopping wet, chubby pussy?

He'd pry your plump lips apart and dive in, slurping up every drop of your essence before he focused on your clit, sucking the precious pearl and making you moan

He always loved eating you out: your taste, your expressions, the cute little whimpers you made when the two of you made eye contact and you try to hide your flustered expression—

Aaaaaaaaand now he's hard at work 🙃 it's hard out here for a bitch ✌😔

He struggles the rest of his day, but he eventually finishes his dumbass paperwork and heads home to his baby 💕

He's so tired that he's fully prepared to eat, bathe, and go to bed with his darling

He walks into the apartment, calling out to you and apologizing as he takes off his shoes

He's looking forward to the food you ordered, but his mind goes blank when he walks into the living room and sees you lounging on the couch

You're draped over the couch in an oversized t-shirt and booty shorts (who can blame you? It's way too hot this evening) and Nanami loses it

He drops his jacket to the floor, loosening his tie as he strides towards the couch

He's on you before you can properly greet him, hands already roaming over your supple flesh, squeezing every inch he can get his hands on as he kisses you

He's tugging off your shorts, urging you onto your back as he kneels down before you

"Just a taste, just a taste" he repeats breathlessly as he spreads your thighs, pulling apart those cute chubby pussy lips before he licks your precious cunt 🥺

He's missed you so so much, your soft thighs squeezing around his head, cutting off his air supply

AND YOUR PUSSY, GOOD GOD!!!

He loves how you taste, how your slick pools on his tongue and slides down his throat

You're so warm and wet and sweet and he just wants to drink you up like a bottle of cabernet sauvignon

You cum in a matter of minutes, spasming against him, but he's nowhere near done

He keeps going, sucking your clit until it hurts, practically making you cry as he makes you cum over and over again

You don't know how long it's been, but you've cum at least four times and Nanami's not letting up

You look down between your legs, prepared to convince him to stop so you can take care of him too, but he's too far gone

His face is flushed, eyes cloudy as he focuses on nothing, his tongue rolling over your cunt languidly

It's not about your pleasure anymore, it's about Ken's desires and he just wants to savor every ounce of your sweet fluids

You wanna make him cum too, but he just holds you tighter when you suggest him stopping, so you leave him be

He eats your cunt for at least an hour, only stopping when his muscles grow sore and he physically can't keep going he wants to tho, he really really wants to, god damn his human limits

He apologizes later for losing control and going overboard, but you reassure him that you're fine and you're just glad the both of you could enjoy yourselves :)

Tbh you are very exhausted from the entire encounter but you love your hard-working man so it's the least you could do

You do notice that he doesn't promise not to do it again, like he does with other things, so you'll have to be careful around him the next time he comes home after a long work day

[becca-e-barnes]

innocent reader becoming needy and possessive after seeing all those older women all over Lee and he loves it seeing his girl practically beg for his attention and touch to show her that she’s his andon his

Aw god pls because I’m thinking of a sweet, innocent reader who sees a beautiful woman going into Lee’s house with a bottle of whiskey and a pie. Her hair is all neatly pinned, her dress is pristine but she leaves with her hair down and in an entirely different, slightly crumpled dress

The implication makes your stomach turn. The implication that Lee hadn’t meant a single word of what he said to you. None of his promises meant a damn thing. None of those softer touches and gentle kisses carried half the weight you thought they did. Not to him anyway.

But instead of getting upset at yourself, it gave you a kind of confidence? Just a need to give him the best sex of his life and then never touch him again. You’d get over him just fine but you needed to know he’d never get over this one particular night with you.

So that’s the kind of attitude you have walking into his house that following evening, pressing him to the wall with your body while your hands reach to undo his belt. He’s absolutely gobsmacked but how could he say anything? He certainly doesn’t want to stop you, that’s for sure.

“This is the last, Lee. We can’t do this anymore. Not if you’re foolin’ ‘round with other women.” You whisper, those innocent eyes looking up at him as you undo his zipper and he’s never been more confused. “Saw you with her. She left in different clothes Lee, don’t try to lie to me.” You want to pretend your eyes aren’t slightly stinging with unshed tears but instead you look away, directing your attention elsewhere.

But then the penny drops with Lee. “Y’mean Elenor, sweetheart? Her damn tub had a leak so I let her use mine this week, tha’s all. Not a damn thing goin’ on there.” He reassures, his hands stopping yours from reaching for his dick until he’s had a chance to explain himself.

And that’s how you end up pressed against the window in his front room, nipples rubbing against the cool glass, your hot breath fogging it up with each sob and gasp.

“Y’actually thought you could leave me? You really did, huh? Y’don’t think this little pussy’s got too addicted t’me by now? Think anyone else could make y’feel like this?” He breathes out in a growl, your whole body jolting with the force of each calculated thrust.

Any semblance of self control this man ever had with you is gone, he’s not holding back. In fact, you’re stripped naked and on display for anyone to see. Anyone at all could walk past and catch sight of you being fucked until you can hardly stand the pleasure anymore.

“So fuckin’ cute that y’got so jealous. Shouldn’t make my dick as hard as it does. Jus’ gonna have t’do all your thinkin’ for ya now, huh? D-daddy’s gonna tell y’what to think to stop that silly little head of yours from jumping’ to conclusions. But don’t worry sweetheart. Ain’t gonna be a woman in this town that’ll cross this door after the word gets out that I have y’pressed here for anyone t’see. Puttin’ on a bit of a show, gushin’ like that aren’t ya? Want the whole town t’watch you while ya cum again? S’okay baby, cum for me, tha’s it. Fuck, jus’ like that. Keep goin’, good girl, cum nice’n hard. Nothin’ feels like this pussy does, so perfect for me.”

The fact he’s so openly staking his claim over you only makes you wetter, knowing anyone could walk past and catch you being so openly fucked. His pounding somehow speeds up as you cum, making your orgasm truly mind blowing and of course, Lee still won’t stop. He hasn’t had his fill of you yet.

[katieebaby1096]

A/N: this pic posted by @kylorenxreader inspired me to write this fic. At first it was a one shot but I’ve decided to make it multiple chapters! I hope you all enjoy!

You find yourself getting into trouble with the commander and eventually end up in a sticky situation.

Warning: explicit content, smut, lack of aftercare, read at your own discretion.

18+ only

Eternal Shine Pt. 1

There’s just something about Her

You’d been with the First Order for a whole year now and it wasn’t going quite how you thought it’d be. The first month or two passed by seemingly boring, however as more time went on and you long to catch attention from a man, the only attention you’d gotten yourself is from the commander himself. You’d managed to get yourself in trouble with Commander Ren 9 times between the third and fourth month. It all started when one night on a raid you had accidentally shot a civilian who was resisting arrest. The commander had stopped dead in his tracks and as if reading your mind he stormed up to you and said, “you feel bad and regret shooting a traitor girl?”

“No, commander Ren, sir!” You quickly replied.

“You can’t lie to me..KT-8696. Report to captain phasma after we land to receive your punishment for disrespecting your Commander.” He hissed in his mechanical voice.

After receiving 5 lashings and 2 days of cleaning duty you’d tried your best to shape up but it seemed at least twice a week you’d managed to stumble into trouble with the commander. It’d been nearly two weeks with no instances of trouble and you’d had a feeling that whole day that something was amiss. You were walking down the hallway, making your way to the dining hall barely paying attention when you had ran into what felt like a wall. Looking up, you find yourself looking into the maskless face of none other than a very angry looking Commander Kylo Ren.

“You really just can’t stay out of my way can you? You stupid girl,” he spat at you as he backed you into the wall, you remained speechless.

“I think you like getting in trouble hmm? Not getting enough attention? The lashings just not teaching you anything?” His hand reached out to tightly grasp your throat.

“No sir, I don’t mean to cause you trouble,” you barely croaked out before trying to gulp in more air. You were taking in his appearance as he processed what you’d said. He had beautiful amber colored eyes, a big nose, plump red lips and creamy skin decorated by a few slight beauty marks. He was stunningly beautiful and as his hand tightened more completely cutting off your air you felt a heart blossom in your core. If this is how you go then at least you’ll die looking at the most beautiful thing in the galaxy. A sadistic grin shaped on his lips then.

“This is getting you off,” he let out a quiet chuckle before removing his grip and grasping onto the hair on the back of your head, “alright then, whore, I’ll teach you a little lesson myself,” He whispered almost to himself as he pulled you along down the hallway.

Several minutes and two elevator rides later and you were being pulled through a big black door and thrown to the floor.

“Stand up,” he demanded.

“I’m sorry Sir, I just don’t understand..?” He quickly moved to stand over you and crouched to grasp you by your throat again.

“You are going to be my little pet tonight. I can sense your arousal, practically smell your pussy dripping into your panties.” He let go of your neck and offered you his hand to help you stand.

“Take off your clothes,” you did as he instructed, slowly removing each item of armor and clothing until you were left standing in your white thong. His eyes roamed over your thick hips and thighs, up to your small waist and large breasts then stopped on your face. You had let your fingers linger in the waistband of your thong nervously.

“These as well sir?” You’d asked meekly. His lip quirked up on one side showing a dimple in his cheek as he slowly nodded

“Those too.”

“Yes sir,” you whispers hesitantly. He sat there observing your fair, freckled face as you pushed your thong passed your hips and let them drop to your feet. He had only ever seen you with your helmet on, Kylo hadn’t any clue how beautiful you were or how curvaceous your small body was.

“Go lay on the bed,” he instructed pointing to the bed situated directly in front of the window.

You obeyed willingly plopping down on the extremely neat sheets and laying back, letting my knees fall apart instinctively.

“Look at you, I can see your juices glistening as it drips from your pretty little cunt.” He spoke firmly as he sauntered to you and dropped down on the bed over you, pulling your legs into his hands.

“Do you want me to touch you, girl?”

“Yes sir!” He smiled widely at my gasping response.

“Good,” he whispered before leaning back on his heels and pushing your legs forward so your ass and pussy were in perfect height with Kylos face. You could practically feel his breath on your wet, virgin cunt as he looked at it drip. You felt his large nose nudge your clit, eliciting a moan from deep within you.

“You smell so sweet, let’s see how you taste shall we?” He licked a wide, wet stripe from your clit down to your entrance as he looked down into your eyes, surprise striking his his features as his tongue begins to enter you.

“A virgin hmm? today must be your lucky day,” he said as he released your ankles and moved to lay beside you. His hand goes to your neck before sliding down between your breasts, over the slight swell of your chubby belly and dives between your thighs to cup your sensitive mound.

“Im not going to promise I’ll be gentle but I’ll try to make it as comfortable as possible,” he said with a dark look in his eyes.

“Yes sir,” was all you could manage to get passed your lips.

His fingers slipped into your delicate, silky folds making slow circles around your clit. He leaned in close and put his soft lips on your aggressively when he pushed a finger into your pulsating hole. Pulling back he looked into your eyes while starting to slowly pump his finger in and out. You could help but let out soft moans as the heat in your core grew.

“Look at me,” he demanded. Once you obliged he plunged a second finger into you pushing and pulling faster. You felt yourself tense up and wince at the intrusive feeling. He must’ve noticed as he slowed his pace and began massaging your clit with his thumb. The heat within was growing quickly now as Kylo pulled moans and groans from your lips that you didn’t know were possible. His head dropped to the crook of your neck and began sucking at the sensitive skin, “oh, Kylo, it feels so..” you could even get the words out as your pussy began to pulsate on his fingers. He pulled away then and looked at you writhing under him as you climbed closer to the edge, “ready for another one?” You gripped his bicep tightly as he inserted a third finger and quickening his pace.

“I want you to come hard on my fingers, you don’t want to disappoint your commander do you princess?” You shook your head as more moans left you, you were teetering on the edge now.

“I want to cum for you sir!” You whined out, “please sir, please make me cum!” You begged.

He pulled his fingers from you then and stood up.

“Wait, I thought..” you mumbled out, embarrassed at how desperate you must have sounded.

“On your knees trooper,” he commanded.

“Yes sir,” you scrambled to your knees as he approached you. He stopped just in front of you, crotch just in front of your face.

“Undress me,” he demanded, gesturing to his clothes.

“Yes sir,” you wasted no time practically ripping his clothes off until he stool in front of you, naked, letting his long and thick cock poke you.

“Get back on the bed, hands and knees.”

You happily obliged, ignoring the pestering nerves causing your hands to shake. You posed yourself as he’d commanded and waited for contact, not expecting the sharp slap he gave to your right ass cheek.

“Count.”

“One.” You blurted out.

Smack.

“Two.”

Smack

“Three.” His smacks got more intense as he kept going.

Smack.

“Four!” You’d wailed out this time.

Smack.

“Five!” You cried out, clenching your thighs together at his harshest hit.

“Good girl,” he spoke lowly now as he rubbed the redness of your cheek. You felt his hand on the center of your back pushing you towards the mattress.

“Are you ready?” He asked, rubbing the head of his cock along your folds getting it wet with your juices.

“Yes sir,” you whispered.

He pushed into you then going in all the way until he couldn’t go any deeper, letting out a deep groan at your loud gasp. He rested there for a minute letting you adjust before pulling all the way out and slamming right back in and repeating this over a few times. You bit your lip drawing blood to keep from howling at the burning sensation from the stretch. He abruptly stopped his movements and you felt his hand snake into the back of your hair and he pulled you back into him, letting go of your hair to wrap his arm around your waist and travel between your breasts to rest on your neck.

“I’m going to make you cum on my cock,” he whispered into your ear as his other hand snaked down to your mound rubbing quick circles on your clit. He began to pound into you again holding your back against his chest drawing you back to an orgasm, you slick making each thrust easier and feel so much better. His fingers on your clit and his cock pulsing in and out of you bringing you right to the edge, “I know your close princess. I’m gonna cum in this pussy while you cum on this cock!”

“Oh Kylo, it feels so good,” you blurt out, “I’m gonna-I think I’m gonna cum sir! Please make me cum!” His pace became almost murderous as he pounded into you, rubbing your clit furiously, “cum-oh god- fuck your so fucking tight- fuck fuck fffffuck! Cum on this cock right now!” He growled into your ear, pushing you over the edge.

“Ohhhhhh! Gods yes! Thank you commander sir! Oh fuck!” You yelped out. He helped you ride out your orgasm before he pulled out of you. You looked over to see him putting his underwear and pants on before throwing your clothes and armor at you.

“Get dressed and get out. Next time you give me trouble, I won’t be so nice.” With that he left you to get dressed. You’d waddled back to your quarters that night with mixed feelings of loneliness and pride. Unbeknownst to you, Kylo Ren had waited til you left to take his clothes back off and stumble into his bed and replay everything he’d just done. He laid there under his strewn about sheets that smelled of peaches and cherry blossom just as you had, thinking about how beautiful you were. You had the most beautiful eyes that he’d swear had eternal shine that he’d never forget.

There was something about you that drew him to you. He just couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but he intended to figure it out.

—-

It had been a month since your last interaction with the commander and you were feeling confident. In that time you’d managed to go on 3 dates with a guy named RC-2242, youd even gone so far as to let him into your bed. Unfortunately for you he was nothing like Kylo Ren, he had a rather small cock and he didn’t know jack about pleasing a woman. Of course after a month of staying out of the commanders way you were bound to run into him. Unfortunately it happened to be on a night that you’d gone out with good ole RC-2242. The two of you were nestled into a booth having a drink when you’d felt his eyes on you, sure enough there he was across the bar in all his masked glory but you could still feel his honey eyes boring into you. All you could muster was an awkward smile and wave. Before you even knew he had stomped over to your table, “KT-8696, please report to my office immediately.” He stomped out of the bar without another glance in your direction.

“Well,” you sighed,”I suppose I probably found myself some trouble somehow. I hope you can excuse me, I’ve got to go.”

“Of course! The commander is not someone I’d keep waiting!” He replied coolly before kissing your hand and watching you go.

What could I have possibly done now?

I’ve stayed out of his way, haven’t even seen him in a month for goodness sake!

Your mind ran wild as You made your way to the commanders office. Trying to think of things you might’ve done to upset him. It hit you then as You arrived in front of his office door. He’d seen you out with RC-2242. Just as you’d stopped about to know the door slid open revealing a maskless Kylo Ren with a very nasty look on his face.

“You and I need talk,” he said seriously, anger radiating from his glare on the small purple bruise at the base of your neck.

[lavishedinjimin]

okayyyyyyyy, my favorite trope in the whole world is sub jimin x sub reader x dom namjoon and he's just DOM because he's just namjoon and he's literally just that powerful,,,,,, so this is my request for kinky hours if yur pickin up what i'm puttin down 👀👀 also,,, just wanted to take a minute and say your work is great and i've been a big fan for a while now 👉🏻👈🏻 idk if i've ever made my appearance

Spacejooon! I have seen your blog a couple of times now and I think I remember you sent some public asks before. Thank you for supporting my blog 💕

~

Namjoon was having the time of his life dominating the two of you. But the difference between you and Jimin was that, he’s a bit more bratty and loves to tease.

You watch as Namjoon crawls onto the bed to grab Jimin by his chin, making him tilt his head up. You caught a glance of the way Jimin licks his plump lips, eyes staring unswervingly at your dom.

“Wanna keep being a brat, boy? You think it’s a good fucking look on you when you go ahead and tease me like that...”

Namjoon makes eye contact with you, making your heart skip a beat. He slyly smirks, “I always knew Y/n is much better of a little sub than you.”

You gasp after hearing his words, and you can clearly see the pain that painted Jimin’s eyes. Before he can reply, Namjoon knocks out a whimper out of the younger boy when he collides his hand on his soft delicate cheek, slapping it, making Jimin cuss out.

“Sir—!” You mewl, feeling pity for Jimin. He whines and tries to rub the sore cheek with his hand. Namjoon quirks a brow at you, his lips slowly forming into a smirk, “What is it? You’re shocked? Wait until you see how fucking bad I can be to the two of you sluts.”

Namjoon lays down on the bed, the tip of his hard cock resting on his lower abdomen. “Come here Y/n, ride my face while Jimin sucks my cock.”

The two of you quickly move to your positions in fear of disappointment. Jimin was quick to slide down and move to his crotch area with an excited grin on his face, while you shyly straddle his face. Namjoon groans when he smells your arousal, seeing your wetness drip. He wastes no time to lick a thick stripe from your needy clit and up to your pulsating hole, making your body tremble.

“F-Fuck,” Namjoon stutters when Jimin takes his dick into his mouth. Jimin looks so pretty bobbing up and down his cock like that, your master’s disappearing and reappearing. Jimin takes more of his dick in his mouth, causing him to gag intensely.

Wet and lewd sucking sounds fill the air and it was music to everyone’s ears. You mewl when Namjoon sucks harshly on your clit, running his tongue all over your folds and doing figure eights. Your hands fly up to play with your boobs, squeezing and pinching your nipples.

“Y/n, baby,” Namjoon calls out from below with a deep, raspy voice.

“Yes s-sir?”

“Force Jimin’s head down on my dick.”

Jimin looks at you with big eyes, his eyebrows lifting up. You feel butterflies in your stomach from Namjoon’s sentence. He unexpectedly spanks your ass when you didn’t do as your told as fast as he wanted it to be. “Do it. Now,” he growls.

Whimpering, you timidly reach out your hand to grab Jimin’s head. Looking at him with a nervous expression, you gathered the courage to push his head down, applying as much force as needed. You can feel Namjoon smirking against your pussy as he continues to eat you out.

“Make him choke.”

“Sir I—“

“I didn’t fucking stutter, Y/n.”

With both hands, you shove Jimin’s head further down, ignoring the harsh gags he was experiencing. Jimin closes his eyes as saliva drips down on the corners of his lips, pushing his head lower until his nose touches Namjoon’s pubic bone. You instantly moan from the sight.

“Good job, little one. Make him put his bratty mouth to good use.”

~

Oh and reqs are now closed, everyone ❤️

[babbushka]

hello zannah!! i hope quarantine is treating you well! i would like to ask for #37 and #45 from the smut prompts list with mr pale!! thank you so much 💘💘

(1.4k, public sex, handjob, come eating, drug use [cocaine])

There was some kinda scuffle or some shit, with the parking. Pale had told you to go on ahead, get yourself a nice cozy booth somewhere in the back, somewhere dark. 

This particular club was one he went to all the time, knew the owners and shit and so why the fuck was there a fuckin’ parking issue? God damned car was more trouble than it was worth, Pale thinks as he shakes his head and adjusts his jacket on his shoulders when he’s finally free to search for you.

He finds you, sitting so pretty in a new dress he bought you. It’s form-fitting and completely covered in sequins, so you look like a million fuckin’ bucks, sipping your drink and waiting for him. He’s pleased to see you’re alone, no assholes trying to move in on you or nothin’.

He’s sweatin’, Pale is. Sweatin’ because of you, the leather jacket in May, or the club, or the coke, he don’t know. He don’t know but he’s rubbin’ his palms against the back pockets of his jeans as his steel-toed boots carry him all the way to you.

You brighten up immediately, when you see him. You’d been puttin’ on you don’t fuck with me face, and he’s proud of that, proud of you for knowing how to hold your own.

“You look dynamite baby, real fuckin’ good. You oughta be under lights like these all the time, you know that? Someone oughta carry ‘em around for you, make you look like a fuckin’ superstar. Is that what you are dollface, a superstar? My good girl?” Pale’s a chatter-box as he slides into the booth with you, immediately pulls you into his lap.

You lean into his embrace, pillow your head on his shoulder, kiss at his neck. You’re wearing a flattering red lipstick, and he knows it’s gotta be pressin’ lil smooch marks all over his throat, but he don’t give a shit. Good, he thinks, good, let them all see just who it is you’re kissing.

“You bet honey, let me prove it to you.” You smile against his skin, around his adam’s apple as it bobs, as he goes all jittery all over.

“Oh yeah, how so?” He lights up a cigarette, the nicotine fighting the coke fighting the presence of you.

He’s raging hard, he realizes, raging hard and he only realizes it once you start wiggling your hips on his cock, your ass so sweet as he grinds his cock up against it.

“Feels like you got a problem, let me take care of it for you.” You say, still kissin’ on him, lovin’ on him. God fuckin’ damn does he love you, loves you too much, he feels like he can’t even fit the half of it in the whole wide world.

“Lemme see your tits, now.” He licks his lips, hands already reachin’ for the little zipper in the dress.

That’s the thing that made him want to buy it for you, you know. The zipper in the front instead of in the back. He could unzip it all the fuckin’ way down, have you sitting naked in his lap if that was somethin’ you’d let him do. You ain’t wearin’ no bra or panties or nothin’, he knows, he knows because he’s the sonofabitch who told you to keep them on the floor when he fucked you hard before bringing you to the club in the first place.

“Is anyone gonna see?” You say, pulling down the zipper slow slow slow.  

“I’ll shoot ‘em between the fuckin’ eyes if they take so much as a look at you sweetheart you know you’re alright with me, you’re safe with me. Let me see them.” He’s jumpy, sweaty, itchy, god he’s on fire for you cock aching heart beating eyes shaking in his skull.

You look over your shoulder anyway, even though you know he’s right, you know. He’s got a little gun he keeps on him, a little thing that could fit into his pocket, and it does, and he has it. He’d use it for you, you know. You love him, smile when he gets his paws all over your tits when you pull the zipper of the dress down enough.

“Give them a kiss, they’re cold.” You grin, as the music of the club thumps in your chest, rattles your bones.

“Oh I’ll warm you up alright.” He squeezes them together and rubs his face into the soft skin.

He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out the smallest little fuckin’ vial ever known to mankind, tips out only a spec or two or twenty of coke right there, right onto the flesh of your breasts, and snorts it up. He licks up any residue, leans back in his chair and feels alive, feels electrified.

Straddling his lap, you raise yourself enough so that you can reach down between his legs and fish for his cock, his dark jeans chafing your inner thighs as you start jerking him off. His head tips back against the booth, and he gives himself over to the feeling of your hand on him, everything going chromacolor as the coke hits.

God he loves you, loves the way you look like this – loves the way you look always. You with your tits out in this seedy corner of this grungy club, jerkin’ him off while guys make mob boss business deals a table or two away, while singers croon on a stage up front. There’s people dancin’ and talkin’ and drinkin’ and fuckin’ and he wants to be one of them, but he can’t do what he wants to do to you, not here.

Your grip loosens for a second, and he peeks an eye open, gives you a million-dollar smile and cups your cheek, feels your pretty skin.

“Did I say you could stop?” He asks, halfway serious.

You roll your eyes, and he pinches your jaw between his thumb and sticks it in your mouth. You suck on it, and your tits jiggle as your arms work to get him off. He’s gonna treat you so fucking good when he gets you home after this fuckin’ concert or whatever the hell he’s here for. He doesn’t even remember anymore, can’t be bothered to remember anything other than you.

“You didn’t say nothin’ honey, you don’t gotta, I’m right here.” You say around his thumb, sucking on it and biting at it lightly as he runs it over your teeth.

“When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.” He says, and you laugh, because that’s exactly the sort of thing you were hopin’ to hear.

“Do you promise?” You bat your lashes.

“How’s that?” Pale’s brain doesn’t quite catch up because fuck your hands are so good on him and the way you grip his cock is so much better than anyone else he’s ever had including his own goddamned hand, so, “Yeah sweetheart I promise, I fuckin’ swear, I swear to ya if you keep going I’ll keep you in bed all fuckin’ weekend, you ain’t getting out unless I say so, you got that? I’m gonna make you scream so hoarse you won’t even remember your own fuckin’ name, how’s that sound?”

“Sounds real good honey, you gonna come?” You ask but he can’t think of nothin’ other than your tits, he wants to come all over them, he wants – fuck he wants everything.

In the end, he makes a split-second decision and takes his cock from you, pats his lap. You’re good, you know what that means, he’s done it enough times for you to get the hint, and he could weep like the way his dick is drippin’ for you because of it.

“Get your mouth ready sweetheart I’ve been savin’ this shit up for you all fuckin’ day.” He’s grunting as he fucks his fist, hand moving so fast it’s a blur – is that the coke, or is that you? He don’t know which fuckin’ drug is stronger.

He’d bet it was you, the thought of your pussy, that’s got him so fucked up like this – fucked up in the best possible way.

And you do, got him fucked up. You got him fucked up with the way you slip underneath the table of the booth, your head peekin’ out between his thighs as he jerks off. Somewhere under there you zip your dress back up, and he thinks that’s a real fuckin’ shame.

But then he’s comin’, and your tongue is there to catch it, and you close your eyes so’s you don’t get nothin’ in them, and he thinks there ain’t nothing that’s a shame about that.

[verai-marcel]

Tech Support (RDR2 Fanfic, Arthur x F!Reader, Neighbor AU, Chapter 1 of 2, 18+)

Summary: With most people stuck at home by the government’s orders, Arthur and Eliza agree to keep Isaac at Eliza’s house for his safety, since Arthur still works outside and could contract the illness that is sweeping through the country. You offer to help Arthur set up a webcam for him to be able to speak to his son online, and he is ever so grateful for your help.

Author’s Notes: With the increase in the use of video conferencing lately, I had an idea of how Arthur & IT Tech!Reader could spend some more time together.

Tags: dual honor Arthur, smut, tech things; High Honor: fluff, romance, caring Arthur, supportive Arthur; Low Honor: stuck, pushy Arthur, horny Arthur, light role play

AO3 Link is here, angel.

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Side A - High Honor

Word Count: 1737

You were sitting on your bed, browsing the news when you heard a knock on the door. Cautiously approaching the door, you peeked out the peephole.

You saw Arthur, scratching the back of his head as he looked upwards.

You opened the door; if it had been anyone else, you would have grabbed a robe to throw over your lounge shorts and your tank top, but Arthur had seen so much more of you at this point.

“Hi Arthur!”

“Hey there, darlin’,” he greeted. “Um, could you help me with something? Uh, that is, if you got some time.”

“What do you need?”

“Can you help me set up a webcam? I don’t know where to start,” he said, shuffling a bit.

You smiled. “Of course, sweetie. Do you have one yet, or do you need to get one?”

“I need to get one. I don’t even know if my computer will handle one, anyway.”

You cocked your head at his statement. “Um, let me see your computer.”

***

You had no idea that there were still laptops out there without built in cameras or microphones, but apparently Arthur had one. It looked old too; he had pulled it out of his closet and dusted it off, literally. When you booted it up, you found that it was running Windows 8, which made you laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“This… this is like some kind of technological relic.”

“Will it still work?”

“Probably.”

You managed to get it working, but with his old battery, you had to crawl under Arthur’s desk and hook up the power cord, fish it up behind his desk, and set up his laptop with the old webcam that you had lying around your apartment. You rigged together a cord organizer with some of Isaac's Lego bricks.

"There you go. You need help with the software too?" 

Arthur nodded sheepishly. “Yeah, if you don’t mind.”

With only one chair in his room, Arthur patted his lap. You smiled and sat on his thigh while you went through the different settings and set everything up before helping him with the video software itself. 

By the end, Arthur was itching to try it. He texted Eliza, and within minutes, he set up his first video call. 

As you moved to let Arthur have his call, he wrapped his arm around you to hold you in place.

“Please, stay,” he said, looking up at you with those irresistible eyes of his.

You sighed. “Alright, but only because I miss Isaac too,” you said cheekily. You threw on one of his hoodies, since you weren’t wearing a bra and you wanted to be a least somewhat decent during the video call.

He hit the call button.

"Hi Daddy!"

Isaac's smiling face showed up on the screen, and you smiled back. You hadn't seen him in a while and you missed him. He paused for a moment, then called out your name happily. 

"Why are you sitting on Daddy's lap?" 

"Uh…"

Arthur wrapped an arm around your shoulders. "Because she's Daddy's girlfriend now."

Isaac's jaw dropped. There was a moment of silence, and you weren't sure how he was taking the news. 

You shouldn't have been worried. 

"Does that mean you'll be my second mommy some day?" 

"We'll see, pumpkin," you said hesitantly, but Isaac just smiled happily.

“I hope so, because I love you.”

“I love you too, kiddo,” you said as your heart melted and your eyes filled with tears. You had been babysitting Isaac for over a year now, and you felt incredibly blessed to have his trust.

***

You had excused yourself soon after, escaping to the living room to let them have dad and son time on their own. Sitting on the sofa, you couldn’t stop smiling, replaying Isaac’s reaction in your head while you scrolled through some news articles on your phone.

After some time, you heard Arthur come out of his room. He plopped down on the sofa next to you, his face lit up with a happy grin.

“Thank you,” he said as he kissed your cheek. “That made him real happy. And me too.”

You kissed him back. And kissed him again. And again. Soon you were straddling his lap, your arms wrapped around his neck, his hands roaming your back and your rear, his tongue practically down your throat as you rolled your hips against the bulge forming in his pants. 

Suddenly he picked you up in his muscular arms and carried you to the bedroom. Laying you down, he pulled his shirt off, just as you pulled his hoodie off and threw it aside.

“Yer wearin’ the same thing you were when we first…”

You looked down and laughed. Same lounge shorts, same tank top. “You like it though, right?” You winked at him.

He laughed as he dropped his pants and kicked off his boxers, climbing into bed with you. “I sure do,” he said as he kissed around the neckline of your tank top. Taking your breasts in his hands and squeezing them, he nuzzled the valley between them. “So soft.”

Arthur then traveled down your body, his hands snaking up the legs of your shorts to stroke you through your panties. “Gettin’ a little wet down here. Maybe we should take these off.”

You smirked as you took off your shorts & underwear off, but as you moved to take off your tank top, Arthur stopped you. When you looked at him, a little confused, he just gave you a guilty grin.

“I like seein’ that tank top on you,” he said, reaching out to squeeze your nipples. “I like seein’ these through the fabric.”

“You naughty boy,” you teased.

He just chuckled before scooting back and lowering himself between your legs, his mouth immediately going for your core. His tongue was hot against your nether lips as he sucked and licked around you, not quite giving you enough pressure where you wanted. You jerked your hips upwards, but he grabbed a hold of your hips and held you in place. He was ridiculously strong, his arms like lead weights against your pitiful attempts to get closer to his lips. Instead, he teased you with soft laps and gentle kisses against your folds.

“Fuck me, goddammit,” you cursed as he swirled his tongue around your nub for the fiftieth time without giving you enough of his touch.

“Bad girl,” he crooned, and suddenly you found yourself flipped onto your stomach. “Behave, or I won’t give you a reward.”

You whined, but stayed still as he spread your legs slightly and crawled up your body. His lips kissed a trail up your back to your neck, to your ear, to your temple. His hips rolled, his cock sliding between your cheeks tauntingly before he angled himself down to enter your wet pussy, slowly pushing forward until his cock filled you fully. He lay on top of you, his breaths in your ear growing heavy with need as he began to slide in and out.

“My sweet angel,” he whispered in your ear as he made love to you from behind. “You goin’ to be good for me?”

“Yes, yes, fuck yes,” you moaned.

He gently pulled out of you and turned you over. You wrapped your legs around him as he entered you once more, lovingly rolling his hips to a languid rhythm, looking you in the eyes as he made love to you.

“Yer so beautiful,” he murmured as he sped up, his thrusts became more erratic, his movements uncontrolled as he gave in to his desire and chased his pleasure.

“I want to watch you come,” he requested, and as he lifted himself up onto his knees so he could watch your whole body, you reached down to touch yourself, stroking your clit and grabbing your own breasts to heighten your pleasure.

“Arthur,” you breathed. “You’re so fucking hot, you’re gonna make me come so hard…”

“Goin’ to fill you up, angel,” he rasped as his hips thrust harder into you. “You feel so good…”

Your body tensed. Your breaths grew ragged. And like a firework bursting into the sky, you came apart, your cries mixed with curses as you felt the pure pleasure coursing through your veins. And all the while, Arthur watched you, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he controlled himself, pumping into you with long, strong strokes as you rode out your climax.

As you started to catch your breath, Arthur reached down to stroke your clit, and you nearly screamed. 

“Too much, too much!” you cried out.

He smiled as he pressed on your clit just a bit, making you writhe from the sensation.

“Damn,” he muttered before falling upon you, his face next to yours, his hips suddenly pistoning into you like a jackhammer. “Love seein’ you like this,” he huffed, short of breath as he picked up speed.

He moaned your name before he came, his cock filling you up, his come spilling out of you as he thrust once more, pushing as far inside of you as he possibly could before finally relaxing and rolling off of you.

You looked over at him; his face was relaxed, a smile on his lips, and his eyes, full of tenderness were directed at you. 

“I…” he started to say, then trailed off.

“What?”

He rolled over to face you fully. His hand went up to hold your cheek, his thumb caressing your skin.

Looking up at him, you noticed he was looking a little forlorn.

“You alright?”

He suddenly pulled you into his arms and held you tightly.

“Ar-Arthur?”

“I miss my boy, s’all.”

You hugged him back. “I know, me too. He’ll be back soon, don’t worry,” you said, trying to soothe him, rubbing his back.

“I know he can’t be here all the time, but I wish you were always here with me,” he said quietly. “Would you… would you consider movin’ in together with me?”

When you were too shocked to answer, Arthur pulled away. “Don’t have to answer me now,” he said quickly. “Jus’ puttin’ it out there. If we lived together…”

He didn’t have to say it.

Then I won’t have to be alone.

You pressed your forehead against his. “Give me some time, Arthur.”

He nodded. “Alright. I’ll wait.”

But you knew right away.

You knew in your heart, you had already said yes.

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Chapter 2 - Low Honor

[babbushka]

Helloooooo! May I please request stargazing with my big bear that goes from sweet to spicy? ;) Thankuloveu.

It had started as a hike, nothing special. Just a hike up into the West Virginian mountains, up a trail that Clyde knew about once upon a time, back when he had to hands to push aside the brush and ferns, back when he and Jimmy were too young and too stupid to care about marked paths, venturing out into the unknown.

It had started as a hike, the two of you taking the day to spend together, not worryin’ about work or the chores at the house or nothin’. Hoppin’ into his car Clyde drove ya down off the beaten path, carried a big backpack on account of him bein’ used to the weight of it, leaving you to just explore and take pictures of anything you liked to see out there in the Vest Virginia mountains.

It had started as a hike, but then turned into a picnic, and that picnic turned into a lazy lazy sun nap under the clear blue sky, and that sun nap had turned into stargazing as the day said goodnight and the moon made her debut over the horizon of the West Virginia mountains.

“It sure is quiet out here.” Clyde says as he tucks you closer against his chest on the picnic blanket under the cloudless sky.

The moon is so bright, the brightest damn thing y’all’ve ever seen. He knows because you’ve told him just about ten times so far, since she started shinin’. Clyde don’t mind much though, he loves the way you get excited about things, loves that you always want to tell him about the things that excite you.

He worries, sometimes, that he ain’t as entertaining for you as you are for him, worries his introvertedness is somethin’ that bores you. He’s worried now, hand nervous and sweaty enough to make him wipe it across his jeans.

“Mhm.” You nod, tippin’ your pretty chin up to look at him, eyes soft and sparklin’ with affection that always seems to knock the damn wind outta him, especially when you say, “I don’t mind that though, the quiet.”

And then like magic, all his worries go away, all his nerves vanish. You don’t think him borin’, you don’t think nothin’ of him but the best, even though he feels like he ain’t deservin’ of it. But that’s a train of thought he’s tryin’ to keep at bay, so instead he tears his gaze away from ya long enough to regard the stars.

“I ain’t never seen so many.” He says, and your face tilts towards the huge expanse of the world above, watching the way they twinkle. “You really think they’re up there all the time like this?”

“No, I think they came out just for us.” You smile as you hug yourself against his arm. Your voice is soft when you say it, a secret that’s gotta be kept in the quiet of the night.

“Darlin’?” Clyde whispers, as his chest swells with love and fondness for you and the way you accept him so fully, so completely.

“Yeah honey?” You whisper right back, and he doesn’t really have anything to say.

He’s not got nothin’ at all to say, so instead he kisses you.

Clyde’s always been a worrier, about damn near everything – but especially about lovin’ on ya. He’d only really ever had one girl in his life before, before his whole life had met and chosen you. Y’all had been together a while now, and y’all had certainly fucked around before, but still. Still, he worried about makin’ it the best for you, the best it could be. You’d always complimented him, praised him on how he makes you feel, and that praise spurs him through all things, kissin’ included.

You taste like honey, sticky sweet and floral in the most intoxicatin’ way, the way that makes Clyde’s head go all fuzzy, makes his dick hard. Fuck he’s hard for you, just from havin’ you rub your body all over him, havin’ you lay yourself underneath him and kiss at him. Your lips are soft and swollen just a little from bein’ sucked on so nicely, and your breath is comin’ in short pants that have him keening.

You can tell, you know he’s just as horny for you as you are for him, he knows you can tell because your hands are reaching for the fly of his jeans, are tuggin’ open the button that clasps it closed and your hand reaches inside.

“I want to be naked.” You lick your lips, breaking the kiss.

His brain trips up at the thought of that, the two of you naked out in the mountains, in the clearin’ under the stars. He nods, nods right away and shuffles back a little bit to pull his shirt over his head. Y’all shed your clothes and leave them in a pile on the corner of the blanket, careful not to get them dirty on the wet grass.

“God damn,” Clyde breathes when he sees you shimmy out of your panties, your body bare for him and the whole sky above. In the light of the moon he can seen the shine of your pussy, slick and waiting for him to come make you feel good.

His hands shake when he kneels in between your spread legs, spreads ‘em wider, stares like a man possessed at how fuckin’ beautiful you are.

“Clyde, be careful.” You smile at him, shifting around on the blanket to get more comfortable, makin’ your pretty tits bounce a little as you do it. He feels overwhelmed, like he almost doesn’t know where to look, like he almost can’t decide on which part of you he wants to consume first.

“No one’s gonna know, we’re the only ones around for miles.” He reassures you, smoothin’ his hand up up up your calf, makin’ you grin openly and huff out a fond lil’ laugh.

“No honey I meant of your arm, don’t go puttin’ too much pressure on it – here,” You shake your head, and he realizes he’s leanin’ on his left forearm a little too much.

You sit up and in one fluid motion that impresses Clyde, you push him gently down onto his back, swingin’ a leg up and over to straddle his broad hips. You waste no time in sinkin’ down onto his cock, and his head thuds back against the blanket as his eyes slip closed, savoring the feelin’ of your tight pussy around him. You didn’t like to wait, impatient angel that you were, and Clyde ain’t never been so grateful for it.

“Dammit darlin’, that’s – ” He pants, already winded, already so gone for you and the way you feel, as you wiggle your hips to better get yourself seated all the way deep deep deep into your cunt, the wetness of your slick lubing you up enough to take him.

“Better?” You’re breathy when you laugh, already feelin’ so full.

“Mmm, yeah.” He groans, grunts as he experimentally thrusts out making you yelp in pleasure, makin’ you have to brace yourself against his broad chest. He strains to look up, wishin’ he had thought to brought pillows or somethin’ to keep his head propped up, because the sight of his dick disappearing into your body slowly like it is has him entranced.

You ride him easy, so easy, dragging out moans from the both of y’all’s throats, moans that he’s sure gotta echo down the mountains. But nothin’ matters as much as the little bead of sweat that trickles down the valley between your tits, and he can’t take it anymore, can’t take bein’ so far away from you.

He sits up and you have to readjust the positioning of your legs, sitting on your shins with your knees squeezing his hips, and he buries his face in the crook of your shoulder while you take your pleasure from him, bouncing on his dick, cunt clenching around it making his vision go spotty around the edges.

“Look at ya, takin’ my cock so well like this.” He groans, grunts as he tries to give as good as he gets, his hand clasping around your hair and holding it in a ponytail that he can tug on. And he does, tug on it, pulls your head back so your neck is exposed for him to suck dark possessive marks there.  

“It’s a good cock.” You gasp out, your nipples brushing his care chest, the friction going straight to your throbbing clit.  

“Is it?” Clyde eggs you on, desperate to hear the praise which he knows he can earn.

“Uh huh,” You moan, eyes shut tight as you fuck yourself down on him, having to suck up spit so you don’t drool all over him. “So big, such a big cock. I don’t know how it fits in me, it’s so fuckin’ thick.”

“You got a perfect pussy, made just for me, just to take this – fuck sweatheart you look so damn good.” His arm holds you close around your waist, pulls you to him so there ain’t no room for you to go anywhere, anywhere other than up and down on his dick.

“Touch me?” You plead, your own hands too busy holding onto his shoulders for dear life as you speed up up up, your breath coming in fast pants as your thighs quiver.

He abandons your hair and pushes you over, pushes you flat on your back because he can’t not obey, he can’t not do exactly what you want. He plows into you, fucks his cock so deep inside your cunt that he can feel the tip of your cervix brushing against his head and drops his hand to your clit.

He rolls it between his fingers and your body jackknifes, nearly fuckin’ knees him in the face, as you moan high and loud, face pinched up and chin wobbling from pleasure.

He’s unrelenting though, don’t give up that easy – now that he’s found that spot inside you and has a good rhythm on your pulsing clit he doesn’t stop until your chest is heaving. And even then, once your back is archin’ and your pretty tits are bouncin’, he takes one of them into his mouth and sucks hard.

“Clyde!” You’re too loud now, now your voice really does echo, it really does carry, but he don’t give a shit, he don’t care because you’re comin’, comin’ from him, comin’ on him around him.

Your body trembles, thighs shakin’ and nails dug deep into the meat of his shoulder, like you’re clinging to your orgasm which has your mouth dropped open so far that Clyde can lick at all your shiny teeth. You don’t bother to open your eyes, not when you’re all dreamy like this, the tension in your hips leaving and opening up for him to fuck you further.

He groans loudly, almost like he’s in pain with how good your pussy is, and the sound makes you giggle, vibrations which travel through him and go straight to the hot burning pit of pleasure in his stomach.

“Don’t – oh fuck don’t laugh – I’m so close.” He begs, begs for you to just let him take this for a little longer, just a few more thrusts, just a few more moments before he blows his load.

“Come for me honey, come in me lemme feel you.” You encourage, pleasure weak hands in his hair, your mouth latching onto his neck and sucking marks of your own, matching hickeys that you’ll have to find some way to cover in the morning.

His orgasm spreads through him, white hot pleasure vibrating through his entire body, all his nerves on fire in the best way as he rolls his pelvis against yours, his cock buried as far in as it can go as it pulses come into you.

You’re both panting, and sweaty, and now that the fun has slowed down he’s fairly damn sure that y’all got bit by an ant or somethin’ because his back is a little more itchy than coolin’ sweat would suggest. But it don’t matter because you roll the both of y’all over so Clyde’s on his back and off his arm once again, and his cock is still throbbing inside you as you drape your body over his.

“Do you think they heard us?” Clyde’s voice is hoarse, and he has to clear his throat a couple times to get all the words out, but you’re already fallin’ asleep, already drifting off into a sex-induced nap that he oughta prevent if only for long enough to get you back down to the car.

“Who?” You mumble, nuzzling into his skin.

“The stars.” Clyde says softly, his hand tracing patterns in the cooling sweat on your back and you hum out a happy little sound, gentle and sweet.

“Maybe,” You say, placing a kiss on the underside of his jaw, “But I don’t think they seem to mind much.”

And when the two of you look up at the great big sky above, Clyde thinks that no matter how it started, he’s glad it ended this way; the two of you snuggled up basking in all the love under the stars in the West Virginia mountains.

[smoolcat]

i’m so excited for this matchup tbh! either knb or hq!! i’m 5’8 & a lightskin mixed black girl w/ long black hair & pretty brown eyes. i listen to old school r&b/rap, sometimes new artists. i love boxin a LOT, i’ve been going for 10+ years. i’m literally the angriest bitch you’ll ever meet, and i can’t stand it when people think they can talk down to me, so u can bet ur ass that i’mma be the one puttin alla these hoes in they place. i have a cute ass british accent even tho i 1/3

wasn’t born here but it’s not one of those posh ones, it’s the ones in south london where we droppin our g’s n shit & full of slang. if anyone were to describe me, they’d say i was real fuckin bullish & cocky as fuck, like i be admirin myself in the mirror all the damn time, i love being pretty lol. i know that i’m not easy to get along with irl, but i have a great sense of humour and i love to have fun. i’m almost always out with friends & gettin into trouble. i’m also hypersexual. which is 2/3

for me to control, so i need to let off steam by spendin time alone otherwise i’ll snap at people. i won’t hesitate to punch a racist ass bitch either, they gettin their nose broke if they talk shit too. i’m affectionate af w my friends tho. i’m attracted to people who respect me a lot & i love gettin attention. thank u baby

I ship you with Asahi Azumane!♡

Asahi Azumane matchup!•   Asahi would be addicted to your fiery and wild personality. You’d be a combinationof a destructive typhoon he can’t ever hope to tame and also an independentpretty lady who would have him tightly on a leash. This boy wouldn’t know if tolove you unconditionally or be scared to be so dependent on you.•   You two could be walking down thestreet, hand in hand, laughing your hearts out as you’re having one of the bestdates ever! And suddenly hear some asshole mumble bullshit under his breath. Injust a blink of an eye you’d go 0 to 100, because you don’t take shit fromanyone. If anything, Asahi would be concerned about the other person’s health,he knew very well nothing could stop you - not even him. There was no point for him to talk you out of the situation,if anything he’d ask if you could spare the guy a few broken bones, to whichyou could compromise; somewhat at least. He might softly scold you afterwards,whining that you’ve yet again went over the line, and even if your answer wouldalways be the same “They fuckingdeserved it!” he’d just chuckle, placing a hand against his mouth andmumble “What am I gonna do withyou…” which would end up in a playful tackle. You were so God damndynamic and he loved it.•   Whenever you’d be admiring yourself inthe mirror, he wouldn’t hesitate to throw in a cheesy compliment. Saying howlucky he is, wrapping his arms around you from behind with a smile and kissingyour head. How could someone as pretty as you have such a petty mouth andfierce personality he couldn’t figure out for the life of him.•  As much of a scardey-cat he’d be, Asahi would slowly begin gainingconfidence because of you. Every fight the two of you had, it hurt him deeply -to the point he’d just sit there and frown, taking every single word thrown athim to heart. It would break him to the point where he could feel like crying,leaving in the middle of a heating argument. But closing the door behind, he’dbite his lip roughly, hard enough to stop his tears as he’d realize his faults.It would definitely tear his walls down one by one, but deep down inside, heknew if he wanted to keep up with you he had to change; he had to stop runningaway from his problems and take everything to heart. It wouldn’t be easy, buthe was willing to become stronger for of you, because, fuck. As much of a pussy he was, he wasn’t going to lose you. Thatwould be the last mistake he’d ever allow; it was about God damn time he’dlearn to face his mistakes and stop running away from them.•   If the bad times would be this spicy,the good ones would be even spicier. Asahi would whole heartily offer you allof his attention, be attentive to your needs and constantly remind you of howmuch he loved you. Of course, he’d never overdo it as he’d be understandingwhen you’d need alone time. All it would take from you would be “Asahi, I want attention.”and you’d be wrapped around blankets, cuddled to death with all the junk foodin the world you’d ever want. You were his little princess, and you were goingto get a treatment worthy of one.•   Overall, you and Asahi Azumane wouldhave a connection that no fight could break apart. Not only that his respectand admiration towards you would run as deep as his blood in his veins, he’dalso be grateful for you helping him shape up - in return, rewarding you withall the affection and love in the world you’d require. There won’t be a dayyou’d ever feel alone by his side.Bonus!: Holy, this boy couldn’t even finish aword when you’d be wildly riding him all night long, twisting his mind to thepoint where it would be numb of pleasure, completely seduced and bewitched! You’dliterally be a Sex Goddess in his eyes.

I had so much fun writing this for you,, like holy shit I would give everything to be your friend and see the two of you just going at it. AAAAHHHH!!! I hope you like it hun♡

x.Smoolcat♡

[fodsanjo23-blog]

Tell me what's the problem, we can handle that

Hit up Pabb or Leeky and I guarantee they cancel that

Hah, I guarantee they cancel that

Quando Rondo nigga

Leeky told me if you love your nigga love him to the fullest

Don't put your trust up in these bitches, put 'em in the bullets

I told my brother Light that this that life before fame

I could do a hundred years and I still won't change

These other niggas in the streets, they just tryna make a name

He don't want that beef with me 'cause I'ma hit him with the flames

Murder on my mind, you must ain't heard my last song

I was locked up in that cell, written twenty-three a song

He ain't 'bout that lifestyle that he puttin' in them songs

I'm ridin' for my niggas, I told 'em that's right or wrong

Ray Bans, this shit just don't seem right

All my niggas chase bands, we uppin' at the green light

Tell me what it be and we gon' slide on 'em

Hop out on that street and put that fire on 'em

We gon' ride on 'em, nigga we gon' slide on 'em

Leeky in the backseat and he got that big four five on him

Quit all that flexin', nigga know he ain't with it

Catch his ass down bad, I send one to his fitted

Nigga ABG, anybody can get it

Nigga ABG, anybody can get it, yeah

Quit all that flexin', nigga know he ain't ridin'

Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he lyin'

Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times

Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times, yeah

I made it off my block, I feel I graduated

I just got a pistol for Christmas, boy don't get decorated

Never sober, always faded, feelin' that I'm overrated

Mama told me just like this, you know you were born to be hated

Instagram thuggin', that's gon' make me pull up

Hollow tips filled to the tip, yeah my clip filled up

Pressure hit, I'ma roll this kush up

Sixty gang crippin'

I'ma throw that neighborhood up, yeah

He say got them bands, well we got them racks too

Thirty in my glizzy, my clip longer than a Shaq shoe

You exposed 'cause your bro, he a rat too

If I swang your avenue I'ma slide cross them tracks too

Tell me what it be and we gon' slide on 'em

Hop out on that street and put that fire on 'em

We gon' ride on 'em, nigga we gon' slide on 'em

Leeky in the backseat and he got that big four five on him

Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't with it

Catch his ass down bad, I send one to his fitted

Nigga ABG, anybody can get it

Nigga ABG, anybody can get it, yeah

Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't ridin'

Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he lyin'

Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times

Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times, yeah

Yop another bean, I'm finna crash out

I'ma sip this lean until it make a nigga pass out

Internet thuggin' ain't gon' do shit but make me spazz out

I can get your gang gang gone if we cash out

My whole campaign strong like a bag of loud

Once that beef on, pussy nigga ain't no backin' out

On your street, we gon' creep with that ratchet out

On your street, we gon' creep with that ratchet out

One in the head, leave you dead by the stop sign

Pabb out the window with extendos then this Glock nine

High speed chase, runnin' from two different cars

Beefin' with two different sides, swangin' on two different blocks

Aimin' at two different guys, uppin' with two different Glocks

Bitch I'm uppin' with two different Glocks, yeah

Bitch I'm uppin' with two different Glocks, grrah

Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't with it

Catch his ass down bad, I send one to his fitted

Nigga ABG, anybody can get it

Nigga ABG, anybody can get it, yeah

Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't ridin'

Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he lyin'

Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times

Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times, yeah