#her chest labia. if you will.

[theriverbeyond]

alecto the ninth has been found dead in miami

[cowgirlvi]

mdni. whiny top vi. fem bottom reader. tribbing. vaginal sex. short blurb. based off this video.

thinking about vi who has a clit that’s noticeably larger than the average size. it would be such a lewd sight; a rosy-pink nub that sticks out from between her pussy lips, that jumps and twitches at even the slightest touch, constantly sensitive and exposed because it’s too big to fit behind the protective skin of her labia.

she would jerk it off between her index finger and thumb and the pleasure would almost feel like too much. she would potentially buy a fleshlight too and just grind against it at first, pretending it’s a real pussy, before ultimately deciding to stuff her clit inside the toy. it would feel heavenly, a sensation she’s never felt before, something that she didn’t think was possible for her to experience as a woman.

so when the two of you began dating, she took every opportunity possible to her fuck clit inside your pussy.

earlier, you were bent over in front of her, on your hands and knees, while vi fucked her clit inside your small hole with slow strokes. then you were kneeling in front of her while she rubbed her clit against your tongue, suckling on the little nub as if it were a piece of candy.

right now, though, vi is pinning your legs back to your shoulders, your cunt on full display while she rocks her hips against yours. she’s trying to force her clit as deep inside you as she can, needing to feel as much of you as possible. you assume you feel tighter in this position because vi is moaning louder than before, her blue eyes are entirely unfocused—and you can hear the obscene squelching noises your pussy is making when it sucks on her clit like a kiss.

vi is a whiney mess on top of you, spreading her pussy lips wide with her one hand so the entirety of her clit can slip in and out. your entrance is fluttering around her spongy, swollen clit and you’re opening yourself wider with your palms, needing more of her—as much as you can get, and then some. just feeling her inside you, knowing how intimate this is, has been enough to make you come your brains out in the past.

”mmffuck—you’re gripping me so tight, baby.” her hips are smacking against the back of your thighs with animalistic fervor.

the sight of you is completely obscene, it’s debauched. your breasts are bouncing with the strength of her thrusts, your chest is heaving from how severely you’re panting. your legs are spread wide like an easy whore, confidently in a state of your own salacious nakedness. your cute pussy is soaked in a combination of both your juices.

vi’s eyes are glazed over, her pink tongue is hanging out dumbly—consumed by the mindless lust and intense sensations radiating from her aching clit. she’s never felt so much pleasure before you, never known the sheer ecstasy of having the most sensitive and intimate part of herself engulfed in slick, rippling heat—squeezed and massaged from all sides. it’s like nothing she's ever experienced before and she’s easily addicted to your pussy.

”your pussy is so wet—unghh!”

god, she’s needed this.

the air is musky and tangy with sex; it’s vi’s favorite scent next to your own natural pheromones. her muscular frame is casting a shadow over your own and it makes you feel safe and secure. and the sounds of your lovemaking is obnoxiously loud; the clap, clap, clap of skin is echoing like gunfire in vi’s obsolete bedroom.

then you bring your middle finger to your clit, stroking it with ferocity, and you’re quick to come because the feeling of vi’s clit inside you is the nastiest thing you’ve experienced thus far in life. and vi’s whole body convulses when she feels your contractions around her clit. her own muscles are clenching and unclenching as wave after wave of mind-numbing ecstasy rips through her—all because of the way her throbbing, pulsing nub is buried inside the velvet-heat of your hole.

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(2/7/25)

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Cherry Red.

Pairing: Yandere!Gojo x Reader x Yandere!Geto (JJK).

Written in conjunction with this ask from @eevwrites.

Word Count: 1.9k.

TW: Non/Con, Fem!Reader, Nonconsensual Drug Use, Implied Stalking, Kidnapping, Obsessive Behavior, Overstimulation, Biting/Marking, and Slight Dehumanization.

Really, your only mistake had been choosing the wrong savoir after Satoru had slipped something into your drink.

Satoru was obviously, visibly, undeniably a creep. That much was obvious from the second he approached you, neon pink cocktail in-hand and that degenerate grin plastered across his lips. He was sketchy, but he was also rich, and fun, and willing to dance with you hours after the rest of your friends had called it a night. Suguru wasn’t a creep – or, he didn’t look like one, at least. When your vision started to darken, when it became harder than it should’ve been to put one foot in front of the other, it was his chest you stumbled into, using what was left of your consciousness to beg an imposing, aloof stranger to get the bartender’s attention and help you. It was what anyone else would’ve done. It was what you would’ve done, if the roles had been reversed.

It wasn’t until you felt his arm wrap around your waist, until you heard him call so lovingly to Satoru, that you realized how badly you’d fucked up.

Still, stumbling halfway across the club and throwing yourself at a total stranger must've attracted some attention. As Suguru gathered you in his arms, the bartender rounded towards you, eyeing your limp form and Suguru's slight smile warily. “Someone had little too much to drink,” he explained, nonchalantly. “It’s fine. Her boyfriend and I are going to take her home and make sure she gets tuck her in.”

‘Your boyfriend’ being Satoru, apparently, judging by the way he clung to Suguru’s side as you were carried out of the club entirely and piled into the backseat of an inconspicuous black car. Suguru drove and Satoru hovered over you – gnawing hickeys and bruises into your throat until you were too far gone to care.

Whatever they’d dosed you with, it was strong. You were strung out for most of the ride, only vaguely aware of passing scenery, Satoru’s keening whines, and Suguru’s gentle reminders to ‘wait, ‘toru’. By the time you felt your body being lifted, you were beyond the point of deliberate movement – your mind hyperactive, eager to latch onto every little sensation and spiraling thought, but unable to do much more than remind you to breath as you were hauled through a shrine courtyard and into a small, dimly lit backroom; the priest’s personal barracks, if you had to guess. Satoru babbled while Suguru lowered you onto a large, plush bed, and despite your best efforts, you caught most of it. “—and that’s when I knew it had to be you.” Suguru spared you an apologetic smile, his nimble hands moving over your body as he carefully removed your dress, then your shoes, then your panties, stripping you bare with all the care and all the tenderness of an avid collector undressing his favorite doll. “I mean, it took a few months, but I wanted it to be romantic, y’know? Suguru doesn’t get it. He thought I’d be happy with just anyone.”

“It took me a while to come around the idea. I might’ve gotten a little jealous.” You could only wish he would’ve stayed that away. “Come here, I need to show you what you’re doing.”

Suguru dragged you into his lap, keeping your upper body propped against his chest while spreading your legs apart in front of him. Satoru took his position eagerly between then, his eyes fixed on your cunt. “This,” he started, using two thick fingers to spread the folds of your labia apart, “is what you’re gonna fall in love with. Make sure you’re always paying attention to her clit – aw, look, it’s already poking out.”

It was humiliatingly clinical – how he touched you while explaining your anatomy in-detail, using the pad of his thumb to show Satoru how to play with your clit, dipping two fingers into your entrance while extrapolating on the importance of proper preparation, gathering your arousal up to make sure Satoru knew what it would look like when he was doing a good job. “Remember to be gentle. She’s going to be a lot more delicate than me,” he said, while curling two fingers inside of you, filling the bedroom with a rhythmic, humiliatingly wet sound. Your couldn't seem to open your mouth, and yet, little whimpers of discomfort and mewls of pleasure escaped your parted lips without resistance, each new noise drawing Satoru that much closer. “You’ll just be using your mouth, for now. We can talk about hands once you’ve shown some restraint.”

And yet, Satoru’s hands still found their way to your thighs, kneading mindlessly while Suguru split you open on his fingers. You tried to shake your head, to squirm against him, to tell him to stop, but the closest you got to anything coherent was a pitchy, keening sound not totally dissimilar to the whines Satoru would let out every now and then as he ground half-consciously into the mattress. You tried not to feel anything, either, but Suguru’s hands were so big, and his chest was so warm against your back, and with Satoru all-but drooling over your pussy, it would’ve been impossible not to come undone the second his palm ground against your clit and he spread his fingers apart inside of you, nursing you through your orgasm while making sure you were on fully-display. “See how she’s clenching down? That means she’s trying to milk your cock – you’ll get what I mean, once your inside of her.”

If only for a moment, your panic overshadowed your paralysis. Thrashing to either side, you did your best to fight against Suguru’s ironclad hold and finally spit something out, even if your voice was still barely stronger than a whimper. “N-No, don’t, you can’t—”

It was Satoru who cut you off, this time, albeit without breaking his nonverbal streak. His mouth crashed into yours with enough force to bruise, teeth clashing against yours as he shoved his tongue down your throat in less of a kiss and more of a prolonged attempt to choke you to death. It hurt, and you tasted blood, and if you hadn’t known better, than you would’ve thought this was his first—

Oh, god.

As if this couldn’t have gotten any worse.

He didn’t stay focused on your mouth for long. His attention drifted downward – first to your throat, then your collarbone, then your chest, latching onto one of your nipples and sucking harshly. You hadn’t realized how sensitive you were, not until his teeth dug into the plush of your breast and you let out a fractured sob, tears blurring your vision. Suguru’s response was instantaneous. In a fraction of a second, his slick-stained fingers were tangled in Satoru’s hair, prying him off of you entirely. “Gentle,” he repeated, his tone strict, authoritative. “Before I decide you need to be muzzled.”

For what it was worth, Satoru seemed apologetic. After Suguru loosened his hold, he nuzzled into your chest, lapping over his past love bites with the flat of his tongue. “’m sorry, just got excited.” And then, smiling up at you, “You didn’t mind, right? I mean, she definitely doesn’t.”

You had no idea what he was talking about, not until his head dropped to your cunt and he buried his face between your thighs, his attention suddenly solely dedicated to your pussy.

There was no attempt made to use his hands. Despite Suguru’s instructions, he ate you out like a starving animal – his tongue fucking into your cunt as the bridge of his nose ground mindlessly against your clit. Suguru kept his hand in Satoru’s hair, petting gingerly over his scalp as he watched Satoru drool and lap at your cunt. “Use your entire tongue, and don't inhale. She’s not going to be impressed if you manage to drown yourself in pussy.” Suguru tugged lightly, and Satoru let out an unabashed moan, the reverberations going straight to your core. “Don't get distracted, either. Don’t you want to know what she tastes like cumming on your tongue?”

Another moan, another rough buck of Satoru’s hips into the now disheveled sheets. He was terrible, and messy, and loud, and it was humiliating how quickly you lost control of yourself – going stiff against Suguru as Satoru all-but tore your second climax out of you. Suguru grinned against your throat, almost purring with satisfaction. “Good boy. So dedicated, so sweet.” He let go of Satoru’s hair – cupping your face, instead. It was only as his thumb traced over your cheek that you realized you were crying in-earnest, now. “She’s tearing up, ‘toru. That means she wants you to keep going.”

A mix of your arousal and his saliva stained the inside of your thighs, dampening the sheets underneath you, but he didn’t pull away – too caught up in your taste or Suguru’s praise to stop. It might’ve been the overstimulation, or the drugs, or some impossible, nebulous factor you couldn’t so much as begin to guess as, but time seemed to blur together, reality buckling under its own weight as Satoru wrung another orgasm out of you, then another, then another, as Suguru continued to shower him with praise and affection and promises that you liked him, that you wanted this, that you were only crying and thrashing and trying to snap your thighs shut because you felt so good. At some point, you lost the will to keep your eyes open, and minutes later, the harsher edges of your consciousness began to soften. For once, you couldn't be mad at your own body's instinctual submission.

You knew you were going to black out, but you weren't scared. By the time your vision flickered out and everything went black, the only thing you could think to be was grateful that you’d be fortunate enough to miss the main event.

~

You woke up what felt like days later, still lying on the bed you’d blacked out in. Their paralytics had worn off, but trying to make a run for it was out of the question. Every part of your body ached – from your hickey-painted chest to your aching hips to your poor, abused pussy – and even if you’d been able to move, it wouldn’t have done you much good. Familiar bodies caged you in on either side, Suguru’s chest still pressing into your back while Satoru clung to your chest, his arms wrapped around your midriff and his nails embedded in your sides. As if you hadn't already been thoroughly marked.

Suguru stirred first, predictably. It wasn’t hard to tell who was in charge between the two of them. “Our little sleeping beauty,” he muttered into your hair, kissing the top of your head as he sat up and shook Satoru away. “We were starting to get worried – must’ve pushed you too hard last night. You almost missed the most important part.”

Something caught in your throat. “…almost?”

“Yes, princess, almost.” With a groan, Satoru sat up, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. Immediately, his gaze fell to you, and just as quickly, he was on top of you – pinning you to the mattress, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “You should be thankful that Satoru had the patience to wait. I wouldn’t have been so nice.”

You felt Satoru’s hands paw at your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist as he aligned his stiff, leaking cock with your entrance. He moved enthusiastically, but mechanically, like a trained dog. Like he was following instructions. Weakly, you tried to push at his chest, to get him away from you, but you gave up quickly.

You’d been wrong to be grateful. It would’ve been better to get this over with last night.

At least, then, you might’ve been out of it enough to miss the twisted, blissful, lovesick grin painted across Satoru’s lips as he buried himself inside of you.

[ripcupid]

hiiii I have a request

Can you write Sevika x fem!reader whose insecure about having a large labia minora? Lots of body worship + praise 💗💗💗 big labia girlies are never rlly represented n it breaks my heart, but only write it if ur comfy Ofc!!!

୨୧ I feel like this mostly focused on body worship, it just has lots of compliments ngl

୨୧ word count : 1.8k

୨୧ also thank y’all sm for over 2,000 notes on my last 2 fics I’ve been bother my bsf abt it sm.

“Come on, baby,” Sevika calls out before plopping down on the edge of the bed, waiting for you. You reluctantly walk out of the bathroom, Sevika's eyes trailing over your dress as you stand shy before her.

"I don't think I like it, Sev," you mumble, brushing down the fabric nervously, unable to meet her eyes as she stares at you.

"C'mere, baby," Sevika beckons softly, trying to hide the smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as you step closer.

She pulls you down onto her thigh and wraps her arms around you, her face buried in your neck, kissing softly as she whispers, "I think you look so pretty, far too pretty for anyone else to see."

Your cheeks flush at her words, chuckling softly as warmth spreads through you at the feeling of her hands roaming over your thighs and her lips trailing gentle kisses along your jawline.

"Thank you, Sevi," you murmur, catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror in front of you, feeling embarrassed as you meet Sevika's eyes for a second before looking away shyly.

"Maybe we should just skip the gala and stay here tonight," she suggests, her voice low as she whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You nod, your breathing growing heavier as you get lost in the sound of her voice and the feeling of her touch. "Yeah, does that sound good?"

"Yes," you breathe out softly, clinging onto her bicep as she nuzzles into your neck, the scent of your perfume clouding her senses. You can feel her smirk against your skin as she kisses your jaw, moving her lips to meet yours in a deep and passionate kiss.

As the kiss deepens, you wrap your arms around her neck, pressing your body closer to hers. Sevika's hand slides up your back, her human hand holding your face gently, while her mechanical hand rests on the curve of your ass, groping you possessively. You can't help but melt against her lips, whining softly as she pulls away, leaving you pouting and wanting more.

"Don't do that," she whispers in the small space, her gray eyes locking with yours as she strokes your cheek. Sevika's thumb brushes against your lips making you feel vulnerable as she stares at your parted lips.

"I wanna see all of you, baby," she murmurs, flicking her eyes back up to yours. You shiver under her intense gaze, slowly getting off her lap and facing the mirror as she sits behind you, her hand sliding down your legs.

Sevika stands up behind, tracing up the zipper of your dress with her fingertips, her breath hot against your neck as she whispers, "Let me show you how pretty you are."

You feel a rush of excitement and nervousness as she slowly begins to unzip your dress, the anticipation building with each passing moment. You nervously bite down on your lip, your face burning as Sevika pushes the dress off your shoulders, revealing your skin to the cool air of the room.

As the dress falls to the floor, Sevika bites her lip, her eyes roaming over your exposed body before locking yours through the mirror. "Don't be so shy," she chuckles, moving on to quickly undo your bra and letting it fall to the ground.

"This is kinda embarrassing, Sev," you mumble, curling in on yourself slightly. Sevika's soft laughter fills the room as she brushes back your hair to expose your neck, planting a gentle kiss on your skin.

"Just relax and let me make you feel so fucking good," she whispers, walking you over and onto the bed, pulling your back against her chest, "You know I can, baby." Her hands cup your tits, kneading them gently as she leans in to kiss your neck, sucking lightly on your skin.

You close your eyes and let out the sweetest whimper as she pinches and pulls on the sensitive buds, rolling her thumbs over to soothe them. Sevika rests her chin on your shoulder, her warm breath fanning against your ear as she whispers, "Open those eyes, baby," she commands softly, "look at me."

You comply, making her smile as you meet her gaze in the mirror. "I want you to watch me, okay?" she murmurs, "I'll stop if you look away."

"Okay," you breathe out, rubbing your thighs together in anticipation. Sevika chuckles softly when she catches your eager movements, her human hand sliding down your stomach before stopping just above where you need her most.

"Good girl," she praises, her voice low and husky. "Now, spread those legs for me." You nibble on your bottom lip, feeling the dampness between your legs grow as Sevika squeezes your thighs gently.

"C'mon," she coaxes, "let me see you." Your breathing hitches as you slowly part your legs, shivering as the cool air hits your covered cunt, making you ache for her touch. Sevika's eyes darken as she takes in the sight before her, a wicked grin playing on her lips.

"Oh, baby," she groans, her fingers trailing lightly along your inner thighs. You shy away from the mirror, unable to look at yourself as Sevika cups core, slowly rubbing you through your ruined panties.

You twitch in her grasp as she lands a light smack your cunt, making your thighs close around her hand as you let out a choked moan. "Eyes," she commands, waiting for you to meet her gaze before continuing.

You meet her eyes and spread your legs again, unable to stop yourself from glancing down at how Sevika's hand easily covers your cunt.

"Good girl," she coos, placing her legs over yours to pin them open before pulling aside your ruined panties. She slides her fingers through your slick folds, causing you to gasp each time she swipes over your aching clit.

Sevika's eyes focus on your dripping cunt, humming in satisfaction as she feels your arousal coat her fingers. "My girl has such a pretty pussy, doesn't she?" she whispers, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she begins to slowly circle your clit with her fingers.

You nod dumbly, barely registering her words as you grind your clit against her hand, feeling your cunt clenching around nothing but the air. Sevika smirks, clearly enjoying the effect she has on you.

"I love your pussy, you know that, baby?" she teases, wrapping her mechanical arm around your waist to hold you still as you squirm helplessly beneath her touch. "I could play with her all night if you'd let me." You moan in response, feeling a rush of arousal surge through you at her words.

"You would like that, wouldn't you?" Sevika whispers in your ear, noticing the way your hips falter against her hand at the suggestion. You can't help drop your head against her shoulder, your breath coming in short gasps as she continues to rub circles on your clit.

"Yes please," you breathe out, becoming putty in her hands and willing to agree to anything she wants as long as it means she'll let you cum. Sevika chuckles softly, looking down at you on her shoulder with a glint of satisfaction in her eyes.

"So cute when you like this," she murmurs before leaning down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, making you moan into her mouth as she increases the pressure on your swollen clit.

You reach up to tangle your fingers in her hair, desperately trying to hold onto her as you try to kiss her back. "P-please," you whimper against her lips, your voice breaking with need, "Please I need more."

Sevika smirks, pulling back slightly to see you. Her fingers slide lower to tease your entrance, feeling how your cunt tries to suck her in. "You want this?" she asks, slowly pushing a finger inside you, making you gasp and arch your back in response.

"Oh fuck yes," you moan, grabbing onto her wrist for support, your eyes fluttering shut as she begins to slowly pump her finger in and out of you, adding another finger as she watches you writhe against her touch.

"Eyes, baby," she reminds, slowing her fingers till they're barely moving, making you whimper in frustration before you look back at the mirror. Your reflection shows your flushed cheeks and parted lips, pretty moans slipping from them as you watch her fingers disappear inside you.

"Aren't you just so fucking cute?" Sevika groans, bringing her mechanical hand down to tease your clit, making you gasp from the unexpected cool metal against your aching clit. You cling onto her human arm, your nails digging into her arm as you feel the tension building inside your belly.

"Oh please Sevi," you beg, burying your face in her bicep, your soft moans muffled by her muscular arm.

"What is it, baby?" Sevika asks, already knowing what you want. You try to answer but all that comes out is a loud moan as she purposely curls her fingers inside you, hitting that perfect spot that makes your eyes roll back. "C'mon baby, tell me."

"Wanna cum so bad," you manage to gasp out, feeling the pressure building in your core with each thrust of her fingers. Sevika's lips press against your neck, kissing and sucking gently as she quickens her pace, determined to make you come around her fingers.

""M so close," you whimper, your thighs trembling and breathing heavily as she continues to fuck you dumb, "oh fuck, 'm gonna cum," you cry into her arm.

Your whimpers turn into desperate cries as the tension in your belly reaches its peak, your body twitching in her grasp.

"I got you, baby, come for me," Sevika groans, watching you in the mirror as she helps you ride out your sweet high, her fingers never faltering against your sensitive cunt.

As you start to come down from your high, Sevika holds your trembling body close, slowly pulling out her fingers and rubbing them against your swollen clit, making you shake with gentle strokes.

"No, 'm too sensitive," you whimper, trying to push her hand away weakly. Sevika chuckles softly, kissing your neck and shoulder, "Sorry, baby." She pulls her hand away, letting you catch your breath and curl up against her chest. You lay on her chest in a peaceful silence, mindlessly playing with the buttons of her shirt.

You look up at her with a glint in your eyes that matched the one she had not long ago, a cheeky grin spreading across your face. "What?" Sevika raises an eyebrow.

"Nothing," you reply, trailing your fingers along her button-up shirt, popping open one of the buttons with a mischievous smile. "I'm just so sad we aren't going to that gala tonight," you tease, leaning in to press a soft kiss against her lips.

Sevika chuckles, letting you continue to pop open the buttons on her shirt as she leans in to peck you back. You pop open the last button, revealing in the sight of her abs underneath.

"Fuck the gala," Sevika whispers, leaning in to brush her lips against yours, her hand keeping your face close to hers, “we can have our own fun right here," she adds, pecking you once more before pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

[dark-moonlust]

Bunny Teasing her Minotaur

Pairing: Minotaur x fem bunny reader

Summary: you tease your Minotaur boyfriend while he is on a business call. He teases you back

Warnings: minors don't interact, 18+!!!!, explicit smut, oral (fem receiving), p in v sex, big 🍆, lots 💦.

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It was a quiet evening, save for the sounds of your boyfriend talking on the phone. He was sitting at his desk, focused on his call. And you lounged quietly on the plush sofa opposite his desk. His tall, powerful form was relaxed, his free hand playing with a nearby pen. His deep voice echoed through the room as he discussed company figures and strategies. You watched him, your eyes tracing his broad chest and his firm expression.

The day had been boring and he had been focused on work calls for hours. He was supposed to rest and spend some time with you. An idea sparked in your mind, heat stirring within you at what you were about to do.

Shifting on your seat, you sat with your thighs spread open; you wore nothing but an oversized hoodie of your boyfriend’s. Innocently, you slid your hands down your sides, between your legs and began to fondle your pussy. You opened your outer labia, exposed your entrance—

A hand slammed hard on the desk.

You jerked a little, a small smile on your lips. Your minotaur had taken notice of your mischief.

Indeed, he was watching you intensely, his brows furrowed.

Hiding a big grin, you continued the show, your fingers tracing your slit then up the bud of your clit. There you whined a little. And he did, too. His eyes were dark with desire, but he quickly cleared his throat and returned his attention to the call, his voice strict as he continued to speak. You thrust a finger into your pussy and then you heard a low growl.

“I have to hung up. I’ll review the documents and get back to you,” he said, his voice clipped. He ended the call and tossed the phone aside.

Your heart thundered when his eyes locked on you, his nostrils flared. You spread your legs wider, giving him a better view. You added a second finger inside your now drenched pussy, pumping them with deliberate slowness, showing off your slickness and puffy cunt.

In an heartbeat, he stood up, kneeling in front of you, eyes on your pussy.

“You want to play, bunny? Hm?” he growled, his large hands gripping your wrists and suckling your juices off your fingers.

“I was feeling lonely so I treated myself,” you said breathlessly. “Since you were too busy.”

His rough fingers traced your ears, a predatory smile spreading across his face. “I’m never too busy to fuck my bunny."

With practiced skill, he removed the hoodie from your body, your smooth body completely exposed beneath him. His hands kneaded your pert breasts, tongue flicking your swollen nipples. You arched and sought more friction but he stayed there, devouring your breasts, his tongue leaving red marks all over your chest.

It was blissful torture. Sweet torment.

His touches traveled low, leaving wet trails on your soft belly and into your bellybutton. Hands gripping under your ass, he brought you closer, draping your legs over his wide shoulders. His breath teased your folds before he buried his face in your pussy. You thrashed and wiggled but he kept you open to his shameless prodding, his tongue licking up your essence, his nose rubbing your clit.

“Keep your pretty cunt open for me,” he ordered bringing your fingers down to part the lips of your pussy.

Dazedly, you did that, drawing apart your outer labia and almost immediately a whimper left you when he licked a thick stripe up your pussy. He was relentless and you trembled, your fingers shaking, no longer baring your pussy to him.

“I said keep yourself open for me,” he ordered again, taking your hand and bringing it back down your folds.

With a soft nod, you obeyed, fingers opening your folds for him to devour. Time lost meaning as he circled your clit with the tip of his tongue then sucked at it. You squirmed, trying to get away but he kept his hold firm around you while he prodded your entrance, his tongue teasing you, but never quite dipping in.

He made you go breathier and breathier.

Suckling, teasing, prodding with his tongue. But never giving you what you craved. He always stopped when he sensed your orgasm building.

“Pl…ease,” you whimpered, your body trembling with need. “Please— hnn—n…. need you.”

“I want you to writhe and soak my face with your juicy cunt,” he said, his voice a low rumble. “You will not cum until I’m satisfied.”

And indeed you didn’t. He pleasured you but only to a point. He always drew back just in the nick of time. Restless and impatient you succumbed to him while he had his way with you. You very nearly sobbed and tugged impatiently at his shoulders.

“Too…mhh… too much!”

“That will teach your slutty pussy not to tease me again.”

“Sorry, baby,” you muttered, your eyes red and misty. “Wanted you so much—and you were so busy—“

“My little bunny wanted attention?” He drew back, his eyes sad. “Then I am to blame. Come little one. Your mate will give you what you need.”

And with that, he bent back down and began to suckle your poor clit in his warm mouth. This time he didn’t stop. His thumb added to the play and at the mere touch against your pussy, you came with a blissful cry, your whole body shaking, tears of joy at your eyes. It was the strongest, most intense orgasm and you rode it gratefully, his vibrating moans spurring you on.

You barely registered when he shifted, his pants were unfastened and his hard cock pulsed between your legs. Without a word, he thrust powerfully inside you and you cried out, hugging him tightly as he filled you to the brim. His veined shaft kissed your depths, fucking you fast and deep. The force of his slams made you see stars. You matched his movements, buckling and arching, your bodies moving in perfect harmony.

The room echoed with the sounds of you fucking— wet slaps, your moans and his growls.

Blindly, his lips captured yours and you tasted yourself in his sloppy demanding kiss. Your tongues brushed and tangled as both your pleasure rose higher and higher. You climaxed together, an explosion of sensations for both of you. He cried out your name as you milked his cock, a roar of satisfaction escaping his lips as he filled you with buckets of his seed.

“Well fucked and seed marked,” he drawled, his touch gentle as he stroked your ears, each movement making you melt further into his embrace.

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[gtgbabie0]

{Sevika is a little more sensitive then she lets on and you just love to tease her}

Idk tying her up and eating her out ig?

!!-18//MDNI-!! My Masterlist is here <3

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Sevika was the more dominant one in the relationship, she loved to take control and give— to listen to your breaths become all shaky and to watch your pupils dilate with pure wanton desire because of her because she knew your body like the back of her damn hand, it made her feel a sense of pride, the type she could high on.

And you obviously didn’t complain, not when she was so incredibly attentive to every inch of your body in ways no other person was. In all honesty, you couldn’t even form words to say anything other than her name… over and over and over again.

Your mind would be too focused on the feeling of her strap slowly fucking into your wet cunt, from tip to base, the thickness stretching you out. It was always so mind-numbing, intense— the way her thumbs pushed into the fat of your inner thighs to keep them flushed against the mattress as she thrusts her hips, the bedsheets absolutely soaked.

Sevika got off on watching the way your greedy pussy practically swallowed her cock back in, squelching and gripping around the toy and she swears to death she could feel it. She “fucks you how you deserve” and it never fails to make you see stars— whether it was her fingers, tongue her strap.

And yeah the power trip was pretty dizzying but sometimes Sevika just loved to let her guard down and let you take the reins. I mean a girl likes to be wined and dined… and eaten out every so often, right?

She just wasn’t used to all this pampering you showered her with, it was a foreign concept one that she thought she didn’t really deserve— then you go and prove her wrong with that adoring glint in your eyes and a gentle hand against her cheek. “No baby, you deserve all of it. let me love you.” The words are whispered so gently that it makes her chest flutter and suddenly she doesn’t feel like a big tough criminal, no, just a woman madly, madly in love.

And god did you make her feel like the only woman in the world when you kiss your way down her body, hands caressing over the curves over her body, shedding her clothes until you’ve got your pretty face in between her thick thighs— making her head spin as pleasure takes over every thought that plagues her overworked mind.

“Your mouth is fuckin’ sin, baby.” She practically whines, all breathless, hips writhing against the bed— she can’t touch you, because somehow you’ve managed to convince her to let you tie her up with those red ropes… it was killing her but fuck if she didn’t look absolutely stunning.

You moan against her soaked cunt in acknowledgement, spreading her folds open with your tongue as you slowly lick along her labia and up to her clit, which you pepper with slow opened-mouth kisses— her hips bucking up into your mouth, desperate for more.

“Sev… don’t make me tie your hips down too.” You tut, pulling away to look up at her with a small frown— which causes her to whimper in disappointment—your lips and chin glistening with her desire.

The sound of her frustrated huffs puts a smirk on your face, watching as her head falls back against the pillows with a groan as you press your face back into her wet heat.

Her wrists, both metal and flesh, were bound against the headboard by the rough fabric that was far more durable than they looked— she’s tried to free herself multiple times, to bury her fingers in your hair and fuck your face but it was useless, she was at your mercy and in all honesty she loved it.

“Fucking hell— please baby, please” She pleads, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as you press your tongue flat against her clit, licking at her in a way that makes her body twitch.

It wasn’t like you’d been teasing her for hours, you literally not long slipped her boxers off and yet she was acting like you’d been edging her for the last five hours… and you absolutely loved it, knowing that the only thing on her mind was you and your mouth.

“Mm… you want my fingers, yeah?” You coo softly, looking up at her through your eyelashes to gauge her reaction as you continue to lick at her clit.

God she did, all she could get out was a messy string of “Fuck, yeah baby, please.” blabbering on and on, all whiny and desperate— it was a sight to see, the Sevika the most feared woman in Zaun in all her glory spread out on your bed, tied up, whining and moaning just for you.

Then you’re plunging your middle and ring fingers into her slick cunt, thrusting them in tandem with your tongue on her clit— your free hand rubbing over her thigh and along the shape of her writhing hips. The way she moans out your name shoots a tingle down your spine, a familiar throb of need between your legs has you grinding down against the mattress needily.

Sevika is so sensitive, it doesn’t take you much to turn her on and right now she’s soaking your hand— her walls clenching around your digits as she struggles against the ropes binding her wrists, head thrown back against the pillows, arching into you, practically panting.

“So beautiful Sev with my fingers stuffed in your pussy, so greedy.” You smirk against her, adding your index into her just to prove your point, stretching her out, and the rough, broken moan that escapes her parted lips causes a surge of pride to buzz through your chest.

“Don’t hold back baby, you deserve it.” Whispered hotly against her clit as she follows the slow and meticulous curl of your fingers— practically grinding her pussy against your mouth until she’s gushing around your three fingers, drenching your palm whilst your tongue works against her clit.

You work her through it until she’s lying boneless against the pillows with laboured breaths— completely and utterly spent, shuddering slightly as you pull your digits out.

Sevika watches you press a kiss to her inner thigh, then another to her hip— her eyes never leaving you as you kiss your way back up along her body, straddling her lower abdomen as you lick your fingers clean and she can feel how drenched your panties have become, that gets to her and suddenly she's turned on all again.

“Feeling good?” You ask with such sweetness in your tone as if you hadn't just fingered her, leaning over slightly to undo the ropes around her wrists— she chuckles hoarsely in response.

Her hands immediately grasp your hips, feeling up the curves of your soft body greedily— the roughness of her palm sets a blaze to your skin which is cooled down by the metal of her other, all of it makes your spine tingle with need. “Mm, your turn baby.” She smirks, fingers curling around your jaw as she pulls you down against her, your chest pressed to her own. Her heart flutters at the giggle you let out, sweet like honey as she kisses you sloppily, tasting herself on your lips, before pushing you back against the mattress ready to return the favour tenfold…

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[r-1-der]

warnings: groping, bottom sevika (youre welcome), fingering, begging, i am not proof reading ever

your arms draped around her sleeping naked form, snuggled in under the blankets for the night. she was always so sweet like this, when she stirred upon feeling her warmth being disturbed by you.

"shhh... go back to sleep."

sevika sighed sleepily and nudged herself further back against your chest, enjoying your hands caressing her, and your lips pressing lingering kisses to her shoulders.

"just wanted to kiss on you a bit..."

she helped maneuver when your arm trapped beneath her heavy weight wanted to wander. stroking down from her chest, over her stomach which you were very pleased to notice had garnered some extra fat over the past few months, before lingering by her abdomen.

your other caressed up and down her side, admiring her strong hips and waist, moving up to the remnants of her left shoulder as you pulled her in further to kiss the damaged blade, before your hand passed back down once more to repeat the worship.

sweet sighs left sevika happily, her hand finding yours as it began to brush through her bush, just touching the softness of her. she was so lovely behind all that irritability.

"mmh... 'm just keeping you up now, aren't i?" you murmured behind her ear, pressing your soft lips there.

"did you hear a complaint?" her tone made you chuckle, right to the point.

"i didnt hear much of anything, come on... let me hear some" you urged her gently, unabashedly touching her boobs, squeezing the impossibly soft tissue in your hand. fuck how badly you wanted to get your mouth on them, to really earn those moans and sighs from her.

it was hard to not play with sevika like that. to not squeeze and touch the mass of that woman any chance you could swindle.

your fingers lightly circled her clit, your mouth settling on sucking and licking onto sevikas neck in its place.

"aah... bit further down- yeah... fuck."

ever so bossy, even in the bedroom, it was impossible not to know how to please sevika, she always told. always ran her mouth to urge you this way and that, and when her words fell flat or drowned in her ecstasy, pulling your hair did the job just as well.

"let me finger you," you suggest into sevikas ear, sighing along with her noises. she nodded, whined into her pillow as your fingers trailed further down to tease her. not fully giving in you dipped your fingers, drawing her wetness back up her labia, rubbing her just how she liked it, before dipping back down. and all so slow. sevika, though impatient, loved when you took your sweet time with her like this, unraveled her slowly with your fingers, but much more preferably your mouth.

her hips twitched, her butt pushing back into your hips. the stimulation was so perfect, but her insides ached for you. her lungs stopped on their own volition with the overwhelming yet lacking touches.

"come on."

"say 'please', sevika, be good."

she huffed as she always did. but following another whimper with a harder yet still gentle press of your fingers, she shuddered and let a small 'please' leave her lips.

she felt your lips pull into a smile beneath her ear as your fingers pressed against her opening, threatening to enter. but they drew back just as they were about to, and drew back to her labia.

"no- please. come on, ive said it. please."

again you couldnt help but chuckle a little, but you gave in, you were losing the feeling in your hand anyway.

a whiny groan left her lips as you pushed deep into her. with slow measured thrusts of your fingers you pulled her apart. she squeezed around your fingers as you added more, knowing how sevika enjoyed feeling stuffed by you, how good it felt.

it didnt take long for her to tremble back against you, almost on top of you with how she had turned to spread her thick legs.

"does that feel good? must be, from how youre spreading yourself open for more."

a helpless sound left her.

"fuck, please... ahh- 's good."

"yeah, it is... i treat you so well. im so good to you," you kept talking sweetly into her ear while her breath hitched and she began squirming uselessly.

"so good you'll cum on my fingers, just like this, right? please, sevika... feels so good having you like this."

sevika couldnt help herself. she mindlessly begged for you, bucking her hips into your hand, helping herself to grinding her clit into your cramping palm.

"just like that, come on.."

her beathing stopped just as a groan painfully squeezed out of her while she came onto your fingers, coating them even further than they already were.

there was an attempt in holding onto her as her back arched away from you and her hips pushed down as far as they would go on your fingers, grinding them deep inside herself until she was spent and satisfied.

"that good, huh?" you tease her with glee in your voice.

"ugh... shut up..." she relaxed into you again, her breath running away from her.

"want to hear you say it, humour me." your fingers slowly pulled out and drew back up her pussy to her clit, tapping it lightly. "tell me."

she winced and grabbed onto your wrist.

"youre a pest."

"you dont let just any flea fuck you."

"youre a well-trained one."

"mh... i'll take it. kiss me...?"

sevika turned her head, drowsiness finding her once more beneath the warmth of the blankets and your arms, kissing you gently.

"...thank you... it was good," she quietly admits against your lips.

[svelish]

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Sweet dreams, my dear.

Warnings; manipulation, fucking a sleeping person?, dacryphilia, obsessive!billie, fingering, aftercare.

Little note !!: I'm so fucking sorry if this is weird..

Billie just couldn't help herself. Her girlfriend looked so sweet, so innocent, so unknowing. Your long lashes rested gently along your cheeks, not even threatening to flutter open. She smiled, stroking the brunette haired girl's cheek, moving down to her lips. They were just perfect. Plump, soft, with a little roundness. Billie wanted to take her fingers, make you suck on them feeling your tongue on her fingers. She hummed as she moved on top of you, holding your body up slightly as if not to touch you so suddenly. She moved down to your ear, nibbling before giving a small whisper.

"Are you awake, love?"

No response. Billie smiled, sliding off your small shorts. Sometimes, she had to wonder if you enjoyed showing off like that. If you knew how much those short bottoms you wore affected her, small shirts hugging your chest so tightly that Billie could make out your bra design.

Speaking of that, she lifted up your shirt, moving your arms up slowly to not wake you up so suddenly. She was pleased to see a translucent black lace bra, matching your translucent black laced panties.

Billie was already down to your undergarments. You insisted on sleeping like that all the time, it gave easier access for nights where yall were both in the mood. Poor you, always so flustered at the sight of Billie, trying your hardest to not act on your thoughts that ran rampant. You shifted around slightly and Billie took that as a sign to get started already.

She grazed her fingers against your clothed clit, testing the waters at first. No movement. She pulled down your underwear so slightly, trying not to moan at the pure sight of your pussy. To Billie, it was just so perfect, so tight..

Slightly pushing your legs apart, she noticed how wet you were already. Billie almost drooled at that sight.

Taking just one finger, she slowly traced your labia, teasing your hole and avoiding your clit entirely. She gave a small slap onto your clit with three fingers, loving the way your lashes fluttered. You didn't even wake up. You probably assumed it was nothing.

Taking advantage of you without your knowledge.. the thought was too enticing to stop. She continued toying with your clit, going from squeezing the bud to give strokes. She noticed your breath hitching slightly. You were just perfect, weren't you? As a reward, Billie fastened her pace, rapidly rubbing your clit. The sight of it was almost enough to make her cum.

She bit her lip when she watched how your legs trembled at the feeling of Billie's slender fingers on your clit, and she just had to wonder if you would cum just from that. She slid her other hand up your bra, squeezing your nipples. You leaned into the touch, eyebrows starting to furrow while you gave out a small moan. Your eyelashes fluttered even more, and Billie was sure you were soon to wake up.

She removed her hands off you before getting in a better position, with her thumb, she made sure to press down on your clit here and there. While she wanted to tease you.

Taking her fingers out, she was satisfied with the clear liquid produced. How kind of you. You were always such a kind girl. Taking a third finger, she swiftly pushed her fingers back in, relishing the wet noises coming from her lover. Your warm walls clenched around her fingers so tightly. Did you want even more? She angled your hips up slightly, now knuckle-deep inside of her. Humming, she began moving, curling her fingers and smiling at the way your legs trembled. Oh, you were just so perfect. You were close. Billie knew your body inside and out by now. The way you were huffing and puffing proved her thoughts even more.

Something was just so enticing about the way your eyelashes fluttered slightly, before opening your eyes up completely. The way you instantly gripped onto the covers, letting out the cutest little gasps.

"Y/n?" Billie innocently smiled, moving her fingers at a sloppier pace. It was clear you were close, walls tightening around her fingers.

"Taah— haahn..!" Poor you could barely even speak. Hell, you could barely even think, you'd just woken up after all. What you did know was that the pressure in your stomach was increasing, pressing against her, and—

You came with a scream, covering up your face. Billie removed her fingers and instead started to rub them over your clit. It hurt. The overstimulation hurt. You looked up at Billie, lips slightly parted, eyebrows furrowed as you felt tears well up in your eyes. You weren't sure exactly how to feel right now.

"M'love, did so well for me didn't she? I'm so sorry princess, I'm going to clean you up, mhm?

You turned your head away, just laying there with tears slowly falling down to your chin. It felt very overwhelming of course to the person who just woke up to an orgasm first thing they felt.

You feel a cold feeling between your legs, you flinch. Luckily it was just a wet towel.. Billie gently wiped her off, making sure to not hurt you or make you uncomfortable. You were then handed a glass of water, helping you to sit up.

Billie came back and joined you in bed, cuddled up next to you, dragging a blanket over the both of you. You felt warm. "It's okay princess. I'm here, it's okay. I love you, okay?"

Soft kisses on your shoulder and cheek calmed you down. Perhaps it would be okay.

[nana-au]

church boy! eren | pt 2. to this drabble MDNI

warnings: sacrilegious themes, dom!eren, eating from behind, eren's a munch<3, risk of getting caught, unprotected sex, creampie, reader and eren are in their early 20's

pastor's son! eren who portrays himself as this innocent, godly man but as soon as he gets you alone in the dining room of his parents home it becomes very clear he is anything but. he has you bent over the table, the weight of your body crushing the open bible beneath you from when you had at least attempted to take this study session seriously. your skirt laid abandoned on the floor, panties held to the side by eren's slender fingers while his lips sucked on your clit from behind. you were a mess, mewling and bucking against the table eren's family said grace at every meal. he was on his knees behind you, tongue exploring your dripping folds while you desperately tried to get away from his mouth, attempting to give yourself some reprieve from his constant attack.

"stay still f'me," he commanded you, his mouth following your slit with every stutter of your hips. he made it next to impossible to stay still with the aggressive way he licked up your dripping cunt. you were too dazed to question it, but eren seemed wholly unaffected by his face buried in your folds - unwilling to spare a second away from it for air. the noises coming from the two of you could be heard throughout the whole house; the sound of him slurping up your juices was deafening compared to the otherwise silent residence.

"eren... please," you huffed, trying desperately to peel yourself away from his punishing mouth. your legs shook with each delve of his tongue into your pulsing entrance, threatening to give way. he pulled away at the sound of your voice, coming face to face with your glistening pussy, his chest heaving to catch up on some much needed air.

"please what?" he asked nonchalantly. like he couldn't seem to grasp what the problem could be - like he didn't realize he was eating you like a starving man having his first meal in days. no, weeks. the hand that wasn't currently hooked into your soaked panties reached up to play with your cunt, his fingers teasing your folds awaiting your response.

"it's too much," you tell him, voice high-pitched and strained. your bottom lip stuck out in a pout as his fingers trailed up and down your folds.

"but look at her... she wants this," eren hushes you, eyes glued to the way your cunt clenches each time his fingers linger over your entrance a moment too long. you just about died hearing him refer to your pussy as its own entity - like it has its own thoughts and feelings separate to yours - but with each tempting stroke of his digits against your needy hole you begun to consider he might have a point. you could only look back at him, mouth agape as his fingers easily slid through your entrance, allowing him to effortlessly glide in and out. you shuddered upon feeling his long digits breach your cunt - unable to stop him from attaching his tongue onto your engorged clit. he continues his previous act of suckling your clit, this time accompanied by his fingers buried deep into your pussy. his fingers mapped out the ridges of your tight walls before he found the spot he was looking for. the spongy little spot accompanied by your little hiccup confirmed it for him, and he let out a cool, "there it is...."

your thoughts grew muddy by the constant curling of his fingers into your sweet spot, gasping and clawing at the table beneath you while he continued to suck and fuck into you. his mouth and fingers worked in tandem to rile you up - his pace punishing - desperately attempting to get you to squirt into his awaiting face.

"eren, 'm so cl-close," you stuttered, brought on by the sharp suck against your labia. his knees dug into the hardwood floor beneath him, his mouth puckering against your hardened clit and fingers drilling into your cunt while you shook against the table above him. he didn't respond to your statement, only sticking to the same punishing pace awaiting your release. when it came, it came hard. he pulled his fingers abruptly out of you, replacing them with his tongue while he drank from the sweet fluid spilling from your twitching hole. his hands gripped the fat of your ass, spreading them apart to get a better angle while he licked up the fruit of his labor.

it was then you heard the jangling of keys at the front of his house - along with muffled voices you presumed to be his parents. you shot up immediately, attempting to dress yourself before they inevitably walked in on the scene in their dining room.

eren stood up along with you, pupils blown and pulse racing from the sudden thrill of getting caught. he watched as you bend down to pick up your skirt, his hand reaching out to stop yours. you look up to meet his eyes, silently questioning what he was doing. "i didn't get to cum yet," he tells you, and if he didn't look dead serious you maybe would have laughed.

"your parents!" you whisper-shouted at him, appalled by the idea of being caught by your pastor of all people. his eyes continued to linger - his resolve remained unaffected by the threat of being caught. at this point his parents had unlocked the door and made their way into their house - taking off their shoes and jackets while the two of you remained frozen in each other's gaze.

"they won't know if you keep quiet," he told you, and you couldn't believe the audacity of the man in front of you as you heard his parents stomp around the front of the house. he was completely unphased by the sounds of them only a few rooms away from the one you two were currently in. "relax," he told you, moving in close to you, causing your butt to hit the dining room table behind you. his fingers went down to fiddle with the waist band of your panties - still soaking wet and bunched towards the right where eren had held it just moments prior. your hand reached out to slap his away when you heard his mother speak.

"eren, where are you honey?" she called out - all sweet and expectant. unaware of the debauchery her darling son was partaking in.

"in the dining room," he called out. ignoring the horror written across your face as he continued, "i'm studying with a student, mom. we'll be done soon," his fingers absentmindedly fondled your waistband awaiting his mother's response. he executed his lies with practiced ease, and you were surprised with how he spoke with such conviction.

"do you two need any snacks?" she asked, her voice louder as she got closer to where you stood half naked with eren's hands trailing across your white panties.

"no thank you," he smiled. "she has dinner with her mother soon," you stood still listening to them talk across the house, trying desperately to ignore the ache of his teasing fingers. "we'll be done soon, mom. i'd appreciate if you could leave us be - she needs the quiet to focus."

you were astounded how easily that worked on her. her footsteps trailing towards you halted and her voice came out terribly sweet, "of course. your father and i will be watching tv in the living room. join us when you're finished."

you didn't know if you were mortified or impressed at the ease in which he lied; how convincing he was to be teasing your body just rooms away from the mother and father he swore his purity to. his thumb dug into the hem of your panties, pulling them down your sides and stripping you completely bare. you felt a shock of something cool - his purity ring - hugging the slender digit of his hand as it trailed back up your inner thigh and against your sodden folds. "will do," he called out a final time, eyes dark as he picked you up and set you on the wooden table behind you.

he slowly unbuttoned his pants, eyes stuck on your delicious body beneath him, appreciating the subtle arch of your back as your subconscious anticipated the sight of his cock springing free against his stomach. your body felt on fire - flooded with guilt and horror and worst of all arousal. even after attending every sunday sermon the past month - and never once missing a second of bible study - you couldn't get yourself to believe in things such as heaven and hell. but with eren standing in front of you, taking his time to release his pulsing cock just to tease you - with his parents only rooms away; the tv speakers echoing family feud of all things... you believed the devil had to be real. and he was standing in front of you - teasing his own body and reveling in the way yours buzzed with obvious excitement.

"you can be quiet, can't you?" he teased, tugging down his boxers, his dick slapping against his taut stomach - the tip red and eager to be encompassed by your awaiting cunt. you swallowed thickly, allowing him to push you back until you laid flat against the table. a deep chuckle came from the living room where his parents resided and your body jolted at the sudden noise but you weren't sure if eren even registered the sound - too entranced by what was to come. he gently guided you down onto the table once more before rubbing his cock against your slit, poking the head against your hole. "ready?" the words that left his mouth were hypnotic - almost trance like as his other hand squeezed the fat of your hip. you nodded your head; still all too aware of the noise just outside of where you two were. he struggled a little to push past the initial ring of your cunt - but once he managed he let out a soft sigh - burying himself deep into your snug walls. his hand shot up to push back any stray hairs out of his face - wanting to focus only on you as you arched beneath him. the bible next to you lay cold while eren begun to pull out - only to push himself back in as far as he could go. your tummy bulged where his tip met deep inside you and all the air fled from your lungs at the feeling. "god, this pussy is so perfect," he told you - using the lord's name in vein to compliment your cunt.

"eren-" you squeaked out and he leaned down to deliver a small peck to your lips.

"shhh," he hushed you. "let me do all the talking," he didn't trust you to stay quiet and eren was all too familiar with keeping quiet in the four walls of the home he was raised in. "let me take care of you," he slowly made his way up to an unforgiving pace - taking his time at first before giving you what you both craved. your tits bounced with each snap of his hips and eren softly grunted with each punishing squeeze of your insides. he grew rougher with every moment, his hands holding your thighs far apart as he ravaged you with vigor. you brought your hand up to cover your parting lips that threatened to cry out his name and his own came down to rip it away - replacing it with his lips as he devoured you completely. the table groaned every time he took you, thrusting fervently while you milked him. "she's mine, right?" he asked you, referring to your pussy, voice heavy with lust and sin hot in your ear. you nodded - eyes rolling back. the cross necklace that typically laid against his chest - a reminder of his undying faith in the lord - fell out from his shirt with the passionate way he took you. the cross dangled down - tickling the skin of your neck and you winced when eren bit the skin of your lip. "fuck. take it. take my cock," he groaned. the room grew stuffy with your shared lust - and your poor pussy - too wet for its own good, begun to squelch from his cock. between eren's primal groans, your heavy breaths, the table protesting beneath you, and now your filthy pussy, the orchestra of noise could be heard outside of the room you two shared. alerting his parents.

"eren?" his father called out. not a moment later he came - his sperm spilling deep inside you. hot and sticky while your cervix contracted - desperate to take all of his children.

"yes, father?" he called out, a bead of sweat trailing down his neck.

"what's going on in there?" the gravely voice barked. eren swallowed deep, peeling off of you and pulling your skirt up your tired body.

"nothing, sir..."

[liz-on-leash]

you are jiheon brother (or father) and you love to sniff her used panties, one day she catches you in the act so you have no more options than stuffing them into her mouth and r*pe her <3

Jiheon × Male Reader

Rape, Incest, Brother-Sister

1,541 words

Don't mind the random drop. I was cleaning my draft and thought I should finish this one and post it. Enjoy! Let me know what you think.

You stuff Jiheon's mouth with her own dirty panties, the acrid stench of your arousal mixed with her fear and utter disgust. The salty tang of sweat mingles with a faint musk, the heady scent of Jiheon's nether regions flooding your senses. You breathe deeply, savoring the exquisite aroma, feeling yourself swell inside your jeans.

Jiheon gags and sputters around the fabric gag, her pretty face contorted in revulsion. Tears roll down her cheeks as she tries in vain to spit out the revolting improvised gag. But you hold it firmly in place, twisting the crotch of the panties into a tight knot at the back of her head.

"Shh, it's okay, Jiheon-ah," you croon sickeningly, petting her hair. "Just hush now while oppa takes care of you."

She whimpers and shakes her head frantically, trying to jerk away from your touch. But she's too weak from the beating you just gave her. Jiheon slumps against the wall, her body quaking with quiet sobs, the gag muffling her cries.

You can't help but give her perky ass a firm smack, watching it jiggle delectably under her short denim shorts. The flimsy twill fabric does little to hide the round globes of her bottom, riding up to expose the creamy tops of her thighs. Your cock throbs at the tantalizing sight.

Cracking your knuckles, you grab Jiheon roughly by the hair and yank her head back. "Keep fighting me and it'll only get worse," you growl menacingly. "Be a good girl now, okay? No more struggling. Your big brother's gonna give you what you need."

She blinks up at you with wide, fear-stricken eyes, tears clinging to her thick lashes. A whimper escapes her gagged mouth at your words. But Jiheon goes limp, submitting herself to your depraved whims with a hopeless sob.

"That's better," you purr, releasing her hair. "Such an obedient little sister you are. I'm gonna fuck you so good now."

Turning her around, you brace Jiheon's chest against the wall, admiring the way her crop top rides up to expose the soft curve of her lower back. Your hand finds its way underneath the hem, caressing the warm skin. She shudders but doesn't resist, resigned to her fate.

You undo the top button of her shorts and slowly unzip them, letting the garment hang open on her slim hips. Your fingers hook into the waistband of her panties and peel them down in excruciating slowness. The fabric clings to her goosebump-covered thighs and you have to tug it past her knees before it finally flutters to the floor, leaving her lower half bare.

"Fuck, what a perfect pretty cunt," you groan, drinking in the sight of Jiheon's glistening pink folds. "I'm going to enjoy this, Jiheon-ah."

Your other hand fumbles with your jeans, urgently unbuttoning them and shoving them along with your boxers down around your thighs. Your throbbing erection springs free, slapping heavily against thigh. The swollen purple head already glistens with precum.

You step forward and grind your bare cock against Jiheon's plump asscheeks, groaning at the silky skin on skin contact. Your length slides between her thighs to nudge insistently at her dripping entrance.

"Get ready, baby," you hiss in her ear. "I'm going to split you open on my fat cock."

Jiheon just whimpers, pushing her face into the crook of her elbow. But you don't care about her pain or humiliation anymore. All you can focus on is the aching need pulsing in your engorged shaft, the primal urge to claim your sister as your own.

You bunch her hips forward, spreading her asscheeks wide open with your thumbs. Lining the broad tip of your cock up with her fluttering labia, you begin to push inside with agonizing slowness. The engorged head stretches her open, forging a path through her clenching walls.

"Fuck, you're so goddamn tight!" you groan rapturously, fighting the urge to slam balls-deep into her at once. You want to prolong this blissful torture, to make her feel every excruciating inch of your length dragging inside her.

Inch by torturous inch you work your being cock into Jiheon's snug passage, forcing her open to accommodate your girth. She begins to squirm and buck against the invasion, a muffled scream tearing up her throat. But you just slap her ass hard, jolting her forward and driving your cock in deeper.

Finally you bottom out, your pelvis smushing against the backs of her thighs. Jiheon jerks and writhes, trying to escape the thick shaft impaling her. But you just wrap your arms around her from behind, pinning her tight against your chest in an inescapable hold.

"C'mon sis, you feel that?" you groan in her ear, grinding your hips in a filthy circle. "You feel your oppa’s cock splitting your cunt wide open? God I knew you'd feel amazing on my dick..."

Jiheon sobs brokenly, shaking her head and trying to cover her face. Her tight sheath clamps down rhythmically around your length as if trying to buck you out. But you just laugh and start to move, nibbling and sucking on the side of her neck. You hike her leg up high on your hip, tilting her pelvis back to alter the angle of penetration.

You set a brutal pace, jackhammering into Jiheon's upturned pussy with animalistic grunts. The sounds of flesh smacking against flesh echoes obscenely through the room, mingling with your sister's stifled cries. Her pert breasts bounce wildly against the wall with every rough thrust, the flimsy triangles of her bra straining to contain them.

"Take all of it, take my cock like a slut," you snarl, punctuating your words with savage slaps to her ass. Her creamy cheeks jiggle like jello and bloom with red handprints. "Fuck, I'm gonna ruin this pussy, make you my perfect little cock sleeve. You're never gonna let anyone else inside you after I'm done, only I get to fill this cunt from now on!"

With that degrading declaration, you rise up on your toes, hauling Jiheon off the floor and bending her in half. You begin to rut into her wildly from behind, yanking her hips back to meet your savage thrusts. The head of your dick kisses the entrance to her womb with every plunge, the flared tip catching on some inner ridge inside her that makes her clench and spasm.

Jiheon's legs give out and she slumps forward into the wall but you hold her up easily, one arm wrapped around her narrow waist like a steel band. Your other hand whips up and grabs a fistful of her hair, wrenching her head back at a painful angle so you can rub your scruff over the delicate skin of her neck and shoulder.

"P-Pl- Please," she hiccups out between choking sobs, her voice muffled and garbled around her gag. "I c-can't... it's t-too m-much! I'm g-gonna- Ahhhngh!"

Her back arches sharply and she clamps down HARD around you, her inner muscles rippling and fluttering. You feel a flood of liquid heat gush out around your pistoning shaft and splash down your balls. The realization that you just made your sister piss herself in unwilling ecstasy sends you hurtling toward the edge.

"Fuck… cum for me Jiheon-ah!" you roar, slamming into her harder and faster. "Gonna pump you full of my cum and make this womb quicken with my baby! Nnngh your cunt is MINE now, only I get to fuck it, unnnfff!"

Your last word dissolves into an animalistic grunt as your cock jerks and swells inside her, the boiling pressure in your heavy balls finally erupting. You grind your pelvis flush against Jiheon's ass and hold her tight as you begin to unload spurt after spurt of thick cum directly into her spasming womb. It feels like your orgasm lasts an eternity, your cock flexing and pulsing with every wave of pleasure.

By the time you're spent, Jiheon is shaking and shuddering weakly in your bruising grip, completely limp and unresisting. Her entire body is slick with sweat and streaked with tears. A thin trickle of urine paints the inside of her thighs and puddles on the floor between her dangling feet.

You press sloppy kisses over the livid marks marring the back of her neck before carefully unwrapping her wrists and pulling the sodden crotch of her panties out of her mouth. Jiheon immediately begins to retch and cough, sucking in huge gulps of air.

"That's enough playtime for today, baby sister," you rasp, your voice raw with satisfaction. You carefully shift your softening cock out of her abused hole, watching with approval as a river of pearly cum follows in its wake to splatter obscenely down her trembling thighs.

"You got filled up real good. I think you're gonna get pregnant from this, huh? God that'd be something, my baby growing in your belly while you're still dripping with my cum..."

Jiheon sets up a pitiful wail at your words, her body beginning to shudder and quake with great, wracking sobs. But you just smile indulgently and gather her pliant form up in your arms, carrying her off to bed without a care in the world. It's time to pick up right where you left off.

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Sanji NSFW // Smut Compilation 

Summary: A compilation of Sanji smut from my multi character posts (Kisses, Going Down On You, Sex Toys, Threesome Headcanons, Blowjobs, Playing With Your Nipples, Mirror Sex).

Genre: Pure Smut

CW: NSFW // sweet and needy Sanji, oral (receiving and giving) you're his sweet babygirl, bathhouse sex, threesomes with Nami, Zoro, and Ace, toys

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Kisses: 

Always starts out sweet, mostly because he’s paralyzed by the fact that you’re kissing him. Even if you’ve been in a relationship for years, pressing your lips into his makes him freeze because he’s worried that if he moves, his heart will explode. As he gets used to it, he’ll gingerly place his hands on your cheek, maybe even experiment with tongue. He can’t get enough of your kisses, but he also lets out a breath when you stop kissing him because he can finally breathe again. Actually lost it one time when you kissed his knuckles. 

Going Down On You: 

Literally so loud when he does it, makes the most over the top, dramatic noises, moaning as if you’re sucking him off. He especially loves to suck on your labia (no hate to innies but he definitely prefers outies, if you know what I mean). This man would carry a picture of your wet pussy around in his wallet if you let him. He takes the opportunity to taste you very seriously, a little too seriously. Has spent so much time perfecting his technique it’s unreal. 

He’s so sweet about it, too, and so grateful. 

“My precious babygirl, thank you so much for letting me taste this sweet pussy.” 

Such a giver he would happily give up his own pleasure for yours, but that doesn’t mean 69-ing isn’t his absolute favorite thing in the entire world. He especially likes it when he’s sitting up with his back against the headboard, your ass in the air and your face buried down in his lap (helps with the height difference, too). He’ll hold you open and massage your ass while he laps at your folds. 

Always wants to finger you in this position but can’t bring himself to do it, doesn’t want to waste a single drop of your juices; also just can’t keep his face out of your cunt long enough to manage. If hickies on your clit were possible, yours would be covered constantly. He also wants to eat his cum out of you after you two fuck. 

His Favorite Place: 

Everyone would assume his favorite place to fuck you is the kitchen. I mean, you and food are his two favorite things. But his absolute favorite is actually shower sex. The best time you two had sex, in his opinion, was the time you were alone in a steamy bathhouse. With no windows, the two of you lost track of time and were in there for hours before Robin came to fetch you, giggling when she found you tangled together. 

Threesome Headcanons 1: 

Nami going down on you while Sanji watches, jerking his cock to the sight of you, eventually getting up to massage your breasts and suck on your nipples while the navigator works your first orgasm out of you. Riding Sanji’s face while Nami fucks herself silly on his cock, Nami making you face her while you do so the two of you can make out and grab each others’ tits. Poor Sanji would cum so many times, but he’d keep getting hard again and again just to please you and Nami. He’d be thanking you both the entire time, would probably orgasm at the mere suggestion of putting it up your ass. 

Threesome Headcanons 2: 

Sanji inviting Ace to join the two of you. "You want me to give you some pointers, huh?" Ace leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest and observing as Sanji fucks you, then stepping in to show Sanji how to make you obey him, training you up a bit and teaching you some proper manners. Ace is just a little older and way more experienced, as well as a bit more domineering. He doesn’t let you get away with things the way Sanji does, doesn’t let you flip him on his back and ride him or cum whenever you want. He’s an easygoing dom, but a dom nonetheless, and you will be getting spanked if you mouth off. Ace even makes you bend over so he can demonstrate proper spanking technique on you for Sanji to use later. 

Threesome Headcanons 3: 

A threesome with Zoro and Sanji would be absolutely exhausting. These two have a nasty habit of turning everything into a competition. Sanji makes you cum once? Zoro has to make you cum twice. Sanji finishes in your mouth? Zoro has to finish in your mouth and cunt. You’ll have to jerk them both off simultaneously when you start to avoid hurting any feelings. Sanji prefers fucking your throat and Zoro prefers your pussy (or your ass), so it does work out in the end. They’ll definitely fight over who gets to hold you in their arms afterward. 

Sex Toys: 

Low key the sort of man to get jealous of a sex toy. That being said, he really enjoys watching you masturbate, and when you tease him with the idea of using a vibrator on yourself while he watches, he can’t get it out of his head and finally decides he just has to see for himself. Far too gentle of a lover to use any sort of paddles or clamps on you, and absolutely despises the idea of you using a dildo, though he wouldn’t be opposed to some handcuffs, granted they’re fur-lined if you’re going to be the one wearing them. You might be able to convince him to try out a cock ring, but only if you’re sure to inform him it will bring you pleasure, too. 

Blowjobs: Ends up fucking you after a blowjob, but not because he can last for a very long time. Rather, it’s because he can get hard again so fast, almost as soon as his orgasm is finished. So, after you’ve wrapped your lips and hands around his length and drained his first load out of him, he’s pushing you onto your back and rutting his hips against yours. His favorite part is when you suck on his balls, but you have to be careful doing this because he’ll cum almost instantly from it; he’s cum in your hair countless times, most of them because you were sucking on his balls. If you’re going to do this, it’s better to do it toward the beginning. Oh, and when you’re finished, he’s eager to kiss you on the mouth, deep but short kisses. He’ll thank you so many times, too. "You did such a good job, babygirl. I love you so much." 

Playing With Your Nipples: 

So sweet, so gentle, takes the privilege of seeing you topless very seriously. Never misses an opportunity to bury his face between your breasts, which inevitably leads to him tugging your top down and placing sweet kisses on your nipples, keeping his eyes open because he wants to see them grow erect. When he eventually starts sucking on them, he’s moaning and taking breaks to tell you how perfect you are. He treats your nipples like they’re delicate, too, like they’ll break if he goes too hard on them. If you want teeth, you’re going to have to ask. 

Mirror Sex: 

This sweet boy had fixed his hair in front of the mirror in your room countless times when he came in to find you in your room. He had also watched you sit in front of the vanity and fix your own hair. It had never occurred to him, though, that he might find himself in the chair in front of it while you ride him in reverse cowgirl. He has to close his eyes and bury his face in your shoulder for most of it because having a front row view of his cock sliding in and out of your cunt, of your bouncing tits and pert nipples, of your every intimate area flushed from what he was doing with his mouth mere moments before, is almost too much for him to handle. He makes sounds you’ve never heard him make as you work his orgasm out of him. He cums even more quickly than usual, but that’s alright because he has basically no refractory period and is hard for you again in seconds. 

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

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Fun in the tour (Jihyo, Tzuyu)

TWICE's concert in Indonesia has just ended, and all the members gathered at the celebration banquet to have a drink.

Tzuyu, who had always been relatively introverted, suddenly hugged the leader Jihyo's arm and said, " Jihyo Eooni, I'm so lonely...", with a confused look on her rosy face.

" What's wrong, Tzuyu?" Jihyo asked with concern. She knew that Tzuyu had not been able to take a good rest due to the busy work. ‘I... I haven't done that kind of thing for a long time... I... I haven't had sex for a long time recently..." Tzuyu said softly, her eyes a little wandering, "I really miss... The feeling of being penetrated hardly by a man's cock..." "Huh? ! " Jihyo's face suddenly turned red after hearing Tzuyu's words, but she also understood Tzuyu's mood. After all, they are young girls in their prime, and it is inevitable that they will have sexual needs. Jihyo was startled by these sudden words. She jumped and comforted: "It's okay, it's normal if you are too busy at work. "

" But ... but I really miss that feeling ... being penetrated roughly by a man ... ahh ~ the thought of it makes my heart beat faster ..." Tzuyu gasped softly as she spoke.

" Tzuyu, you are really ..." Jihyo looked at Tzuyu, whose face was flushed, and felt that her lower body could not help but feel warm.

In order to help Tzuyu relieve stress and to allow the two of them to relax better, Jihyo suggested that they go to the jjimjilbang in the hotel to take a rest together.

"Okay~ Jihyo eooni ~" Tzuyu nodded excitedly. The two of them were a little drunk, so they didn't care and walked into the men's jjimjilbang room naked.

The two of them were sitting naked on the tatami, Tzuyu's pink breasts stood erect on her chest, the blush spread to the root of her neck, Jihyo also stripped naked, and a trace of darkness could be seen between her slender legs.

" Tzuyu, if we go in like this, we will definitely be noticed by other men ... But it would be nice if we can find a suitable person to have fun with ..." Jihyo smiled evilly and stroked her body.

"Well... let's wait for a while... I'm also looking forward to the feeling of being violated..." Tzuyu leaned against Jihyo, her hands involuntarily holding Jihyo's breasts, and gently rubbing them with her fingers.

The two caressed each other, and their sexual desire gradually increased. Tzuyu's breasts changed into various shapes in Jihyo's hands, and the nipples stood up high; Jihyo's clitoris also became more and more congested under Tzuyu's fingertips, secreting slippery nectar.

" Hmm ... Tzuyu's hands are really good ..." Jihyo lay on her back on the tatami with her legs spread wide, while Tzuyu lay between her legs and sucked her labia vigorously.

" Hmm ... ah ... Jihyo Eooni's pussy is so sweet ..." Tzuyu sucked the nectar vigorously, inserting her tongue into the inner wall of the pussy and stirring it, making Jihyo moan out from the licking.

" Haah ... go deeper ... yes ... right there ... ahhh ..." Jihyo grabbed Tzuyu's hair and rocked it back and forth. Tzuyu moaned in response, and the two bodies were in the jjimjilbang. The room was intertwined.

Tzuyu raised her head, with a trace of crystal clear nectar hanging from the corner of her mouth, and a lustful blush on her face. She looked at Jihyo with big watery eyes, "Jihyo eooni ... Are we going too far ... what if someone comes in ?" What should we do ..."

"It's okay ... If someone really comes in ... we'll let him join us ..." Jihyo gently licked the liquid from the corner of Tzuyu's mouth, kneading her erect nipples with her palms, " Besides, it's impossible to do this now. If it can’t satisfy us ... it’s better to let more people enjoy us ..."

Tzuyu nodded and buried her head between Jihyo's legs again. Their breathing became more and more rapid, and the whole room was enveloped in a lustful atmosphere...

After a while, a strange man opened the door of the steam room. When he saw two naked beauties in the room, they were flirting with each other and he was stunned.

Jihyo raised her head and glanced at the man, only to see his eyes widened and his face turned red. Then he turned around and wanted to escape from the room.

" Wait! " Jihyo shouted to him, and the man had to stand there, looking at Jihyo and Tzuyu helplessly.

"Sir, please sit down..." Jihyo raised her fingers at the man, "We two beauties will not hurt you..."

The man hesitated for a moment, then sat cautiously in the corner of the room, lowering his head and not daring to look at Jihyo and Tzuyu again.

Jihyo smiled and turned back to her lust with Tzuyu again. The two were engaging in more intense intimacy within the sight of the man.

Tzuyu sat on her knees on the ground, Jihyo raised her buttocks slightly, Tzuyu buried her head between Jihyo's legs, her tongue moved back and forth between the clitoris and anus, and her hands kneaded Jihyo's breasts, occasionally pulling on the nipples.

Jihyo was half lying on the floor, enjoying Tzuyu's superb oral while also paying attention to the man's movements.

Although he didn't understand the language, judging from his expression, he seemed to be stunned by the sight in front of him and completely unable to understand why these two beauties would behave like this without any shame.

Jihyo looked at the man's shy expression and knew that he had become their prey. So Jihyo nibbled Tzuyu's earlobe and whispered in Tzuyu's ear: "Tzuyu, do you want to try a new toy? "

"Ah... as long as it's a man... it's okay..." Tzuyu had already been controlled by lust, and at this moment she was satisfied as long as someone was willing to have sex with her.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Jihyo moaned even more unbridled, and the hot breath from her mouth blew over Tzuyu's neck and ears, making Tzuyu's body tremble again.

"Hmm... Tzuyu... you're so good... faster... ah... my lower part is so itchy... I want it so much..." Jihyo deliberately raised her voice so that the man could hear it. Their conversation also increased the intensity of Tzuyu's hands. The two breasts continued to change shapes in her hands, and the sensitive nipples were pinched and hardened.

Tzuyu was so teased by Jihyo that she couldn't control herself, so she simply raised her hips in the direction of the man. Her pink labia were slightly everted due to the previous orgasm, and the gurgling love juice soaked her entire vagina.

Tzuyu kneaded her other breast with one hand, reached down with the other hand, gently squeezed the erect clitoris with her thumb and middle finger, then slid into the inner wall of the vagina, rubbing and rotating at the entrance of the vagina.

"Hmm...Tzuyu...you are really good at playing...look at how bad you are..." Jihyo didn't seem to notice Tzuyu's little moves, he was just immersed in Tzuyu's ventriloquism, shaking her buttocks to accommodate , while muttering and moaning.

The man originally didn't dare to watch this lewd scene anymore, but Tzuyu's deliberately provocative actions were so tempting that he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Tzuyu's lower body.

This glance just happened to see Tzuyu's dripping vagina, as well as the scene of her moving her hands up and down her private parts. The man immediately awakened the desire in his lower body, and the giant thing under his crotch instantly set up a tent.

Jihyo noticed the man's reaction and was secretly happy - their first step of the plan had worked.

Although the man didn't know what Jihyo and Tzuyu were talking about, their lustful moans hit his eardrums over and over again, causing his sanity to gradually disappear.

Coupled with Tzuyu's lewd masturbation posture, it made him even more horny. Even though he didn't understand what they were doing, his physical instinct made his thick and long cock fully erect uncontrollably, pushing up a huge bulge in his pants.

Jihyo saw that the man was fascinated by her and Tzuyu's performance, and the time was ripe, so she slowly crawled towards the man.

The man suddenly came to senses and realized that the giant thing under his crotch had completely betrayed him and was craving for some comfort. However, when he saw everything in front of him clearly again, he saw that Jihyo's hand had reached to his pants chain, wrapping his hot cock through the fabric, and gently moving it up and down.

"Ah...wu..." The man couldn't help but moan happily, the pleasure from his lower body spread throughout his body, and his reason was once again thrown away.

Tzuyu also changed her position. She sat cross-legged on the ground, spread her legs widely, and quickly moved her fingers in and out of her vagina, bringing out a large amount of juice. The other hand was mercilessly kneading her nipples, kneading her already towering breasts into various shapes.

The man was attracted by Tzuyu's lewd appearance, and he was also addicted to the pleasure brought by Jihyo's techniques. Although he didn't understand what Jihyo and Tzuyu were talking about, he also knew that their target was his fully erect cock.

" Ah ... do you want to fuck us ..." Jihyo slapped her cheek with the man's cock wantonly, casting an ambiguous look at the man, " If you want ... you can do it now ..."

Although the man didn't understand what Jihyo was saying, he could definitely guess what she meant. So the man kept nodding like a well-behaved dog, staring at Jihyo with longing eyes.

Seeing that the man had succumbed to her own methods, Jihyo teased him even more unscrupulously. She grabbed the big breasts on her chest, wrapped the man's thick and long cock in them, and started rubbing them up and down.

Jihyo smiled proudly, lowered her head, stretched out her tongue and gently licked the man's glans. The precum fluid flowing out of the tips was immediately swallowed into her mouth, making a slurping sound.

Lubricated by sweat and precum, Jihyo's titjobs became smoother. She adjusted the distance between her breasts so that the man's cock could sink completely between her breasts. Sometimes she would twist her waist and use her nipples to stimulate the man's glans.

The man was impressed by Jihyo's superb skills. He breathed in so much pleasure that his muscles tensed up. Jihyo noticed that the man was on the verge of climax, so he kneaded her breasts harder and increased the speed of friction.

At this time, Tzuyu, who was not willing to be alone, also stopped masturbating and walked to the man's side. She grabbed the man's right hand and guided it to cover her labia.

" Please..." Tzuyu changed from her usual arrogant attitude, with a look of grievance in her eyes, and looked at the man pitifully, "Please touch me... My lower body is so itchy... I want you to stop it...."

Tzuyu's words touched the man like a spell, and he desperately put his hand on Tzuyu's pussy. The two petal-like labia opened slightly in his hand, and his fingers felt a wet and sticky feeling.

"Hmm..." Tzuyu let out a short moan, and the inner walls of her vagina tightened involuntarily, trying to suck the man's fingers into it.

The man's fingers lingered at the entrance of Tzuyu's pussy for a while, feeling the rhythm of the surrounding muscles. Then suddenly with a burst of energy, three fingers were neatly inserted into the inner wall of the hole.

"Ahhh!!!" Tzuyu cried out unexpectedly, her pussy suddenly contracted, and she swallowed all the man's fingers.

"It's so deep...ah...don't...be so hasty..." Tzuyu raised her head, her red lips slightly parted, and thin beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The man felt extremely comfortable being pinched by Tzuyu's pussy. He thrust his fingers more and more in and out, groping around in the pussy, and after finding Tzuyu's most sensitive point, he began to press it repeatedly.

"Ah... there... it doesn't work... I’m going to break..." Tzuyu groaned in a daze, and a warm current surged out of her vagina, soaking the man's palm.

Jihyo saw Tzuyu being played so wildly by a man, and she was also burning with desire. She freed the man's cock from the slit of her breasts, then leaned down and gently kissed the glans with her lips.

"Hmm..." The man was stunned by Jihyo's oral skills. Jihyo's tongue flexibly roamed around the glans, sometimes deep into the depression on the glans, sometimes lightly scraping at the frenulum, giving the man unprecedented pleasure.

Under the double offensive of Tzuyu and Jihyo, the man quickly reached his limit.

Just when the man was about to reach climax, Jihyo suddenly stopped the titjob. This sudden feeling of emptiness confused the man, and he looked at Jihyo in confusion.

The next second, Jihyo's move made the man stunned - she took the initiative to sit on the man's body, pointed her already muddy pussy at the man's cock, and then slowly sat down.

"Hmm..." As soon as Jihyo sat down, the man's cock was completely inserted into the pussy, and was wrapped and sucked by the layers of voluptuous meat inside.

The man's rationality was completely disconnected. He stared at Jihyo's rising and falling chest, watching it draw two snow-white arcs in the air.

At the same time, he did not ignore Tzuyu. The man's fingers were still pumping into Tzuyu's pussy, bringing wave after wave of water.

" Ah ... your fingers ... so good ..." Tzuyu moaned, the inner walls of her pussy constantly squeezing the man's fingers, trying to push them deeper.

The man was fascinated by the two sluts Jihyo and Tzuyu, so he could only keep increasing the force, causing the two of them to rock and roll, enjoying the ultimate pleasure.

Jihyo's cowgirl sex skills are very good. Sometimes she swings her waist up and down quickly, causing the man's cock to rub against her vagina at high speed; sometimes she rotates her hips in circles, allowing the man's cock to rub against the G-spot deep in her vagina.

" Ah ... it's too deep ... I will be broken ..." Jihyo was so distracted by the man's fucking that she uttered unclear words. She raised her arms and put her arms around the man's neck, taking the initiative to give him a sweet kiss.

The man was conquered by Jihyo's passionate kissing skills and immediately stuck out his tongue to intertwine her lips and tongue.

In this way, the two reached climax at the same time during a passionate kiss. The man's cum ejaculated fiercely into Jihyo's body, and Jihyo also cummed due to excessive vaginal stimulation, and a stream of honey flowed out of the joint between the two.

The man withdrew from Jihyo with satisfaction, and then moved on to Tzuyu. He pulled Tzuyu's ankles apart and pushed her down to the ground.

"Ah..." Tzuyu felt the man's hot breath close to her eyes and closed her eyes shyly.

The man leaned down and licked his tongue all the way up Tzuyu's thighs, finally reaching between the two labia.

" Well ... you are ..." Tzuyu squirmed uncomfortably, but she also enjoyed the licking of the man's lips and tongue.

The man didn't answer, but sucked Tzuyu's private parts harder. Tzuyu's pussy was soon flooded again, and the man's tongue was filled with streams of honey.

"Hmm... so sweet..." The man tasted Tzuyu's taste intoxicatedly, and at the same time he did not forget to rub the bud on Tzuyu's chest with his hands.

Tzuyu's whole body became soft after being played with by the man, and her pussy was tightening and opening, wanting more men to invade.

The man felt Tzuyu's desire, so he finally stepped forward and started fucking her vigorously.

Tzuyu was so excited to be possessed by a man again. She squeezed the man's waist tightly, wishing to swallow him whole.

"Ah... it's so deep... Tzuyu is going to be broken..." Tzuyu moaned, feeling the violent impact of the man's cock inside her body.

After regaining her breath, Jihyo also crawled behind the man. She held the man's elbow with one hand and pinched the man's nipple with the other hand.

"Hmm...you guys are really having fun..." Jihyo looked at Tzuyu being fucked to the point of ecstasy, and she couldn't help but want to join in.

So Jihyo stuck out her tongue, licking the sweat from the man's back, while pushing the man to fuck Tzuyu faster.

" Ah ... slow down ... I'm going to die ..." Tzuyu wailed, but her movements betrayed her inner desire.

Jihyo and Tzuyu were enjoying the extreme pleasure brought by the man's cock, while they were discussing its size and staying power.

" Tzuyu, this is the longest and thickest cock I have ever seen ..." Jihyo gasped.

"Yeah... Me too... He always hit the deepest point..." Tzuyu agreed.

" And it lasted so long ..." Jihyo said in surprise.

"Yes...I have never been fucked by a man for so long..." Tzuyu's eyes were blurred, completely immersed in the orgasm of sex.

Although the man could not understand the conversation between the two, he knew from Tzuyu's lustful expression that she had reached countless orgasms. So the man increased his speed and ejaculated another stream of thick semen in the deepest part of Tzuyu.

"Ah!!!" Tzuyu was so stimulated by this powerful ejaculation that she became incontinent. her urine and pussy splashed out at the same time, reaching the ultimate climax of the night.

The man's cock had just been pulled out of Tzuyu's body, and it was covered with a mixture of nectar and semen. Jihyo couldn't wait to kneel down on the man's crotch and swallow the filthy cock into her mouth.

" Hmm ..." The man hummed comfortably, and the warmth of Jihyo's mouth and smooth tongue quickly revived him.

Even if they don't understand each other, Jihyo can quickly tell by the man's reaction whether he is hard again. She swallowed the man's cock deeply into her mouth and started using it one after the other.

" Wow ... it feels so good ..." The man held Jihyo's hair and moved in and out at the same speed as her.

In this way, the two of them had another passionate oral sex next to Tzuyu's weak body.

" Look, what you fucked us Tzuyu into ..." Jihyo raised her eyes and looked at Tzuyu lying on the ground. Tzuyu's expression at the moment was a mixture of pain and satisfaction, and her lower body was in a mess.

"It's all because your cock is so big..." Jihyo winked charmingly, still holding the man's cock in her mouth.

The man's blood was so excited by Jihyo's services that he swelled rapidly in Jihyo's mouth, preparing to enter Jihyo's pussy again.

"Okay...I'm going in..." The man held down Jihyo's head, and after thrusting dozens more times into her mouth, he finally pulled out his cock.

Jihyo lay down on the side knowingly, spread her legs and exposed her wet pussy, waiting for the man's invasion.

The man didn't let Jihyo wait any longer. He put Jihyo's thighs on his shoulders, then pushed up hard, and the entire cock was submerged inside Jihyo.

"Oh..." Jihyo moaned loudly, and was immediately drowned by the man's violent fucking...

Throughout the night, the man had crazy sex with Jihyo and Tzuyu inside the steam room. Even though the three of them didn't understand each other, the frequency and intensity of their sex had already enabled them to develop a certain tacit understanding.

With just a look from the man, Jihyo and Tzuyu knew they had to change their positions or tighten their pussies to accommodate the man's impact.

Although the man could not understand the Korean conversation between the two, he could tell what they were going through from their cries and movements.

Whenever Jihyo and Tzuyu let out high-pitched moans, the man would speed up his thrusts and hit them deep inside their bodies with greater force. If they whimper or cry, the man will slow down and give them some time to breathe.

Gradually, the three of them also established a subtle way of communication through silent sex. Sometimes with just a look or a touch, they can read each other's needs and desires.

The man will rub Jihyo's clitoris before penetration , allowing her to reach a small orgasm before entering her. Tzuyu, on the other hand, likes men to rub circles on her back and gently scratch her sensitive spots with his glans until she twists her body to indicate that she can enter.

Although there was not much verbal communication, this dual communication of body and spirit allowed the three of them to reach unprecedented heights overnight. They use their primal instincts to please each other, and ultimately reach the ultimate level of satisfaction together.

Tzuyu and Jihyo's perfect cooperation was very helpful to the man. When he pulled his cock out of Tzuyu's body, the two of them immediately raised their heads and stuck out their tongues as if they were ready to cum.

Even if the man couldn't understand what the two were saying, he could tell just by looking at their actions that they were begging him to spray their faces with semen.

Such a lustful sight made the man unable to control his desire anymore. He held Tzuyu and Jihyo's hair and pressed their heads towards his cock.

"Hmm..." Tzuyu and Jihyo were forced to lower their heads and let the man's cock penetrate their mouths.

Suddenly, a stream of thick white fluid spurted out from the man's body, and all of it hit Tzuyu and Jihyo's faces.

" Ah ..." Tzuyu and Jihyo moaned in pleasure. They closed their eyes and let the man's semen spread on their faces.

The semen was ejaculated for a long time, and Tzuyu and Jihyo were washed over and over again until the man could no longer cum.

The man then let go of their hair, allowing them to raise their heads and take a deep breath of air.

"You're so good..." Tzuyu and Jihyo exclaimed at the same time. They wiped a handful of semen on their faces and put it into their mouths, chewing it with satisfaction.

Even if a man doesn't understand their Korean, he can understand how much they appreciate his sexual prowess. He took one last look at their sexy faces covered in semen before falling to the ground and falling asleep.

Jihyo and Tzuyu smiled at each other and began to lick the semen from each other's faces.

"Hmm...his cum is so delicious..." Tzuyu bent down and stuck out her tongue to lick the semen from the edge of Jihyo's lips.

"Yeah...the taste is very rich..." Jihyo also leaned forward, inserted the tip of her tongue into Tzuyu's mouth, and licked the semen on her face with her fragrant tongue.

The two of them licked the semen from each other's faces like two bitches until there was no more drop left.

"Look at our clits..." Jihyo pointed to her labia that was red and swollen from being fucked by a man, and looked at Tzuyu again.

Tzuyu's labia were also swollen, and there was still some wet cum on them.

"He is so powerful..." Tzuyu sighed, "My pussy is still aching..."

"Me too...but the pleasure brought by this man is really unstoppable..." Jihyo also agreed.

The two couldn't help but recall the man's performance just now. His sexual ability and durability exceeded their expectations.

" I bet that even if we invite him again now, he won't refuse ..." Tzuyu said with a smirk.

"Of course...he is a man who is never tired..." Jihyo also showed a look of longing.

Before the man woke up, Tzuyu and Jihyo decided to play with him again.

The two crawled under the man, each hugged one side of his thigh, and then leaned down together, teasing the man's cock with the tip of their tongues.

"Hmm... so hard..." Tzuyu and Jihyo exclaimed at the same time.

Even after a few hours of crazy sex, the man's cock was still as hard as ever.

" Come on ... let's make it soft again ..." Jihyo said, and she and Tzuyu swallowed the man's cock together.

"Uh...uh..." A low moan came from the man's throat. Although he was still asleep, he seemed to be responding to the stimulation of the two's oral sex.

"It's getting bigger again..." Tzuyu spit out his cock and watched with pleasure as it stood between the two of them.

"Of course...we can't just let it go soft so easily..." Jihyo leaned down again and continued to lick the man's cock.

Tzuyu followed suit, and their tongues slid along the cock, sometimes intertwining, and sometimes each sucking on different parts of the shaft.

Although the man was still half asleep, the offensive of their sweet tongues still successfully aroused his physiological reaction.

Soon, Tzuyu and Jihyo felt that the cock in their mouths was getting bigger and bigger, and a strong male smell also spread in their noses.

"He is about to cum..." Jihyo quickly reminded Tzuyu. The two of them increased their sucking intensity at the same time, and quickly played with the man's glans with the tip of their tongues.

"Hmm...!" The man reached climax again under the stimulation of the two men, and a stream of thick white fluid spurted out from the tip of his cock, all falling into Tzuyu and Jihyo's mouths.

"Hmm...!" The two of them cried out in surprise at the same time, hurriedly holding their cocks in their mouths, for fear of missing any drop of semen.

The man's ejaculation continued for a while until no more came out.

"It's so delicious..." Tzuyu and Jihyo exchanged a bite before swallowing it all.

The two of them licked and cleaned the man's cock again, making sure that it was completely clean before they stopped.

"We should go..." Jihyo pushed the man gently, "Don't wake him up..."

"Hmm..." Tzuyu nodded, and the two put on their clothes and sneaked out of the room.

"If there is a chance next time, we must find him again..." Tzuyu murmured to herself.

"No problem..." Jihyo also smiled expectantly, "Believe me, he can come to us anytime he wants..."

[ghostarii]

arlecchino likes slow kisses -- impassioned, battling, slow kisses, full of twirling tongues and silky moans. she likes to wrap a hand around your neck to crane your head back, nibbling on your lower lip and smiling at your whines. pinning you beneath her and keeping you at her mercy -- heat building between you two with ghostly friction and desperation. arlecchino likes to kiss you slow and build anticipation- to make you want it, to make you crave it, to the point you’ll brim your eyes with tears and try to guide her hand between your legs. you’re your prettiest when you beg and so she makes you do it again and again: huffing out breathlessly in between kisses.

she never gets tired of kissing you -- licking into your mouth, sucking on your tongue and dragging sharp teeth along the muscle, nipping your lips and pressing your mouths together until they swell-- that’s priceless; and more than that, it’s intoxicating. it ignites a carnal, desperate flame inside of arlecchino’s chest to where she teeters on the edge of sanity. she’ll come to needing you so much that her touches burn, singing through the fabric of your clothes until they begin to practically hang on by a thread, perfectly falling off of your frame. she likes you completely bare: kissed by the moon’s illumination and unable to preserve modesty. she can consume you both literally and figuratively: drinking in and committing your bare purity to memory before defiling every inch of your skin in traces of her. bites and scratches and fingerprints and hickeys trail from your neck to the ends of your legs, lighting every part on fire until you burn white hot--and then, only when you’re writhing for some ounce of direct pleasure, she will fuel your fire to an uncontained blaze.

arlecchino likes slow kisses because she can taste more of you. slowly slotting her mouth with the puffy curvature of your pussy, parting the labia as her mouth opens, allowing her tongue to slip through and tangle amongst your folds. agonizing, slow, deliberate kisses have her eyes closed, completely focused and enamored in the taste of you. tonguing through sloppy, syrupy folds and drinking as much of you in as she can. nudging her nose against your clit as she swirls and spins her tongue around--acting as though she was a master player and you were her instrument, being strummed to death and eliciting the most beautiful chords of music. she takes her time in devouring you, ensuring that no inch goes untouched and untasted because when she makes her way to your pulsing, weeping entrance, her performance reaches its climax and you’re along for the song.

arlecchino likes slow kisses because they crescendo into a form of heat unfelt and time melts away between your legs. those kisses are a catalyst for an enlightening, gut-wrenching climax, that makes all the time lost so, so worth it.

[the-fiction-witch]

What Happened At Driftmark P2

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen (Teen) Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Y/n (Princess) Rating - 18+ fingering/ eating out/ nudity/ pinv/ raw sex/ spanking/ squirting/ cockwarming Word Count - 1473

Requested -

bridgertonbee1814 asked : I would love to see a part two of this❤️😄

Warning - Teen Smut / Neice x Uncle

Aegon assaulted her neck with kisses, ripping her underdress to shreds, as he forced her down on the bed. His hands grabbed her breasts squeezing them and groping them with busy hands. He was more forceful than he needed to be but he was beyond caring. He kissed down her neck leaving a trail of hickeys in his wake. “Has any man touched you before little Neice?”

“No, my prince,” she admitted,

“Never?”

“Never.”

“Hummm… well then,” he growled, as moved his fingers to capture her nipples until they perked up pinching on them between his fingers and thumb. Tugging on them hard to force a moan from her lips before giving them a good hard twist which made her rub her legs together in this newfound excitement.

“My Prince!” She moaned arching her back,

He pulled back biting his lip hard before he kissed down her neck and chest before he nipped and sucked at her nipple, drawing it deep into his mouth.

“Ahh!” She moaned in pleasure her eyes rolling back,

“Ummm, such a desperate little thing aren’t you Y/n.” He barked, his eyes flicking down her body. He growled approvingly at the sight of her bare pussy. Kissing his way down her stomach, he spread her legs wide and brought his hand to her lips, “lick them for me,”

She obeyed taking his fingers into her mouth, licking softly on his index and middle finger,

Aegon cooed and praised her as she did, moving his fingers back and forth between her teeth and rubbing his fingertips against her tongue, “Suck.” He ordered,

Y/n did as he asked her eyes fluttering shut as she sucked on his fingers,

“Don’t stop.” he growled his other hand holding her jaw to allow his fingers to move faster and harder before he cursed and pulled out his soaked fingers, slipping them down to stroke her labia,

“Aegon!” she moaned her hips bucking up to his hand,

“Hummm…such a pretty little cunt.” he smirked rubbing her clit a little,

“Uuhhh uuuuughhhh!” She whined throwing her head back,

“Lets just see how… ooohh fuck-” He cursed as he slipped a finger inside finding her warm, soaked and throbbing for him, clenching down hard on his finger the moment it was inside, “Ohh you are just so desperate aren’t you,” He groaned, “Don’t worry little niece… I won’t keep this aching cunt waiting.” he whispered before burying his face between her thighs. His tongue flicked out, circling her clit before delving into her folds. He moaned in delight at how she tasted, lapping hungrily at her nectar.

“My prince!” She screamed her hips rubbing against his face,

Aegon continued his ministrations, flicking his tongue rapidly over her clit his hand coming down to thrust two fingers deep inside her dripping heat. He pumped them in and out, curling them to hit that perfect spot that made her cry out and buck her hips. “Mmm, you taste so fucking good,” he growled against her. “I could eat this sweet little cunt all day.”

She was writhing and moaning beneath him now, lost in ecstasy. Aegon could feel her inner walls clamping down on his fingers as she approached her peak. He quickened his pace, wanting to push her over the edge. "Mercy! Mercy My prince!" she begged, “I’ve never.”

“I know… I’ll give you your first, and you’ll beg me for more the rest of our lives.” He smirked,

“Please! Aegon!”

Aegon ignored her pleas, He pumped his fingers faster, curling them deeper inside her. His tongue worked on her clit, sucking and flicking until she thought she would explode. “Come for me, my sweet little niece,” he demanded roughly between licks. “You know you want to.”

His words broke her. The pressure inside her reached a breaking point and with a scream, she tumbled over the edge. Y/n screamed her back arching off the bed and squirting hard all over his face and bed, as this new feeling of pleasure flooded her for the very first time, Her pussy clamped down hard on Aegon's fingers as wave after wave of pure bliss crashed over her. "Aegon… my prince I…" she gasped,

"Humm did you like that?" he barked,

"Y-Yes… More… please…"

Aegon grinned wickedly as he licked her squirt from his lips sitting up to stare down at the mess of a princess he had left behind, “More?”

“Yes please Aegon,”

“I told you, you would.” he growled leaning down to kiss her,

She could taste her own sweetness on his lips and tongue as he invaded her mouth possessively.

Breaking the kiss, Aegon grabbed her waist and flipped her onto her hands and knees. He positioned himself behind her, running a hand over her ass. He gave one cheek a hard slap, watching it redden under his touch. “This what you want Y/n?” he demanded gruffly. “You know you want it.”

She nodded, too far gone in lust and submission to deny him anything.

Aegon moved slowly rubbing himself along her slit to coat his cock in her juices, before he pressed up against her cunt slipping slowly inside inch by inch,

Y/n screamed and moaned her eyes rolling back as he made his way deeper and deeper into her, feeling full and warm with him inside her.

Aegon groaned as he felt her tight heat clamping down on his cock. He was buried to the hilt inside her “Fuck,” he growled out. “You feel so damn good,” He pulled back slowly, savouring the sensation of her gripping him like a vice. Then he thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in one deep stroke.

Y/n cried out as Aegon took her maidenhead, stealing it for himself.

Aegon threw his head back, a roar of pleasure escaping his lips as she sheathed his cock. Before he lost any sence of control he had and he began to fucked her hard, without mercy a slave to his pleasure and lust, as much as he had made her one to the pleasure he supplied.

“Y-yes… plea-” Y/n's words were cut off by a cry of pure ecstasy as he pounded into her.

Aegon reached around her hips, finding her clit with his thumb. He rubbed hard circles on the sensitive nub as he continued, “Cum for me again,” he demanded gruffly, speeding up his thrusts. “I want to feel you cum all over my cock.”

Y/n threw her head back, a keening wail escaping her lips as she obeyed his command. Her pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice, milking him of his seed.

Aegon's thrusts turned frantic, his grunts of pleasure filling the room. “Fuck,” he groaned out, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. He spurted deep inside her, filling her with his seed.

"Aegon… aegon… my prince…" Y/n gasped unable to move anymore then collapsed down on her stomach,

Aegon collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving with exertion. Before he held her hips tipping them both to lay on their sides, with his cock still inside her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, spooning her from behind as he stroked her hair gently. “Shhh,” he murmured softly, nuzzling against her neck. “…gods… Y/n…”

“Aegon?”

“Umm? Did you enjoy yourself Y/n?”

“Very very much,” she smiled, “But…”

“But?”

“But… we can’t ever do it again. What if our family found out.”

“I know,” he cursed, “stupid family.” He sighed, “But I don’t care what they say, they can’t keep us apart forever. One day I’ll be king, and I’ll make you my pretty little queen.”

“My mother will be queen.” She corrects him,

“Well then… you’ll be princess and heir to the throne. So one day You’ll be queen and I’ll be your handsome king.” he cooed, “But until then I will ride out on Sunfyre whenever I get the chance and you and I can can fly off somewhere secret and snug to fuck to our hearts content.”

“You mean it?”

“Would that make you happy my darling?”

“It would,” she blushed,

“Then I swear it by the old gods and the new.” he cooed kissing her cheek, “Come on, we should get back before we’re missed.” he smiled, “Ughhh fucking… ummm you hold on to me so tight,” He groaned having to use some decent force to pull out,

“Because I don’t want you to go,”

“Ohh believe me Y/n I wouldn’t go if we didn't have to.” He smirked leaning down to kiss her, “Perhaps I’ll redesign my saddle, just so I can have you sat on my lap with my cock inside your cunt the whole flight or the throne so when I’m - when one of us rules, we can sit and snuggle up inside you.”

“I’d like that.”

“I’d love that.” He smirked, “Come on before they kill us.” he laughed getting up to grab his clothes,

“My Prince?” she cooed,

Aegon turned back and Y/n was pouting purposely opening her legs for him, “yeah?”

“Mhm,”

“…Five more minuets.” he smirked jumping back into bed with her,

[starkasaaa]

Their kinks. (Genshin/Hsr version)

Characters: Kafka, Yae Miko, Lisa, Black Swan, Lyney, Mr. Reca, Diluc, Gallagher.

Bondage Play: Kafka, Yae Miko.

She is the type of woman who likes to be in control. That is why bondage play is what suits her nature. She considers it the highest level of trust, and the fact that you allow her to see you in such a vulnerable position warms her heart and her level of arousal too. Her perverted nature really likes to see how you try to move your hips closer to her hand when she barely touches your leaking entrance, but you can’t because you are tied up. She will not pity you, she will tease you and not let you cum for a very long time. Maybe when she sees your tears from strong desire she will soften a little and give you what you want, but you will have to beg for it for a very long time.

Blindfold Play: Black Swan, Lisa.

Something about this position makes her hands tremble with anticipation. There is nothing more attractive in the world than your nervous lip biting as you eagerly await where and how she will touch you again. While the feather in her hand caresses your thigh, her fingers move along your chest, touching your nipple, already hard with anticipation. She gently presses her finger on your lip and places it in your mouth, feeling how you bite it with impatience. She giggles and leaves a gentle kiss on your tummy, moving lower and lower until you hear a light buzzing sound when the feather in her hand is replaced by a vibrator. You feel how she leans it against your labia, soaked with anticipation, before deliberately reducing its speed to a minimum, and feel how you bite her finger harder.

Sex on camera: Mr.Reca, Lyney.

This man will prepare for this moment as for the most solemn in his life. The already hot room will be filled with hot spotlights, and several cameras placed from different angles will fry your cheeks even more. He will rub his palms impatiently, and bite his lips from over-satisfaction from the thought that now the camera will capture all your passion. Every time you forget that you are filming this kind of adult movie, he will slap your thigh and bite your shoulder. Seeing how you arch from the approaching orgasm, creating an ideal pornographic picture makes him cum, and he almost immediately pulls out of you and runs to check the cameras.

Daddy kink: Gallagher, Diluc.

He didn't really like it when you called him that for the first time. He raised an eyebrow questioningly, and asked you not to call him that anymore. In his understanding, calling someone "daddy/mommy" during sex is the same as imagining that you are doing it with your dad/mom. But as your relationship progressed, he began to catch himself thinking that this was starting to turn him on. He would never tell you this, but by the way his jaw clenched, and the way he squeezed your hips harder, and his pace increased, you could tell he was starting to like it.

[sterifels-blog]

warnings ⚠️

•nsfw! 🔞 please do not interact if you are not 18+ ❤️ you are not my responsibility.

creepypasta

REQUESTED: how they'd react if you ask them what their favorite (body) part of you is.

bloody painter

•he would say your hands. he's intrigued by your fingers, as odd as it may seem. not so much the looks of them; but instead the power they wield. "you have such delicate hands for someone so strong... makes me wonder what they could do if they weren't holding a brush." the implication is there— and, it's more of an invitation then a question. he knows what you're capable of- but he thinks he's being smooth about the fact he wants your hand wrapped around his cock.

•soft, but possessive touches: he'll hold your hand in his and trace the lines of your palm with his thumb, enjoying the way your skin feels against his rougher hand. he's not always filthy- infact, he washes his hands more that you're around. he knows you can't stand the feeling of blood smearing all over yours off of his.

•places gentle kisses on your knuckles. he'll press a kiss to your knuckles after you've done something for him, silently showing gratitude in his own way. alternatively; as he's bumping his hips to snap his pelvis tight against your own— more-so panting onto your fingers as he holds them to his parted lips. he's grunting at how good you feel, his brows tight-- and knitted together while placing soft kisses to your fingertips. bro loves you.

•admiring the art of your hands: if you paint (hopefully, with normal supplies), he'll watch you carefully, entranced by the way your fingers move across the canvas. "i like how you create... i like how you touch things."

•okay brother. calm down.

•handcuff scenario: if he's feeling possessive, he might tie your hands just to keep you close, though it's always with a Iight touch, as if savoring the moment. it's that, or he's got you in his lap- your back pressed to his chest as one of his hands keeps your wrists pulled together, and the other is brushing hair out of the way so he can kiss your neck.

•earning affection: "i know these hands could do so much more, if i let you." a quiet invitation to explore.

clockwork

•she'd say your eyes. clockwork has a dark fascination with them, and she isnt shy about making that clear: "your eyes... they've seen more than i can imagine, and yet they still hold something innocent about them." she has no issue with tainting that innocence- although she chooses to cherish it for herself, opting to keep your mind safe and away from others. your eyes only on her.

•intense gaze: she'll lock her eyes on yours, not breaking contact, as if studying you. it's like she's searching for something deep within, and it makes you feel exposed, yet strangely desired. she'll be kissing from your sternum down to your pelvis, her nails dragging along your bare sides as she relishes in the feeling of your fluttering skin against her lips.

•her lip gloss paints your stomach in a shimmery raspberry hue as she kisses your skin, her thumbs digging into your hips as they massage in slow circles.

•she's huge on teasing: "i could lose myself in them, but you'd never let me. you'd just pull away, wouldn't you?" she won't give you much of an option to pull away. she'll have you on your knees in front of her, her hand cupped under your chin as she admires the tremble of excitement that rushes down your spine.

•gentle, longing touches. she gently cups your face, forcing you to keep eye contact "i could make you see things- things you don't want to. but... you trust me, don't you?"

•when you inevitably agree with her— saying that you do trust her, her hands are parting your thighs, shamelessly sighing as her tongue traces lazy drags against your clit and labia. (she's definitely the type to write her name with her tongue, over and over until you're whining for her to do something other than tease. you're not talking at all after that)

•behind-the-scenes power: "if you look away, i'Il only make it worse. keep looking... you're mine, aren't you?"

eyeless jack

•thoughtful to say your throat. jack has an intense interest with your neck/throat. he can't stop staring at your throat, where he knows your pulse beats, so close to the surface- so easy to cut off if he so much as squeezed you hard enough. if he so much as twisted your head quick enough to cause dissection. not that he ever would- no, no. such horrific things are only reserved for his victims- but his medical knowledge often gets the better of him when intimate with your body.

•gentle but dangerous touch. he'll graze his fingers lightly along the curve of your throat, his thumb brushing the side of your neck as though testing your response. he'll hum— his nail digging softly into the prominent vein on the side of your neck, leaning down to nuzzle his nose against it as though smelling the metallic flow from the outer-shell of your skin. he doesn’t say anything, but the way his hand squeezes is word enough. jack loves you, he's made it clear over and over again- but often, he still finds it necessary to remind you that you both are different. un-alike.

•dangerous affection: "i know the veins here so well... it's almost like could just.." he might trail his fingers over your throat, his mind going to darker places as he tightens the grip he has on you to just beneath your chin, tilting your head back with a little groan into your ear. he brushes your baby hairs away from the base of your neck, leaning in to place a kiss against the base of your skull, panting with hearty breaths whilst his hips rut slow, sloppy grinds against the cheeks of your ass.

•alternatively, he’s got your legs kicked apart, his own feet placed between yours as to ensure that you don't try and squeeze them shut. pinned to him, your back against his chest— jack doesn't let you loose as his fingers swirled wide circles around your clit. his teeth graze at your ear, murmuring quietly about how easy you were for him. predictable. and you were.

•teasing whispers: he'll lean close to your ear and murmur, "your pulse is fast... what's got you worked up? it's just me.."

•holds your throat while he's fucking into you from behind.

hoodie

•your ass. zero shame, zero hesitation: hoodie doesn't even try to hide it, "you've got the best ass i've ever seen. why wouldn't i look? you should be flattered."

•he's hands-on at all times. whenever you walk past him, his hand is right there. sometimes, he gives it a playful squeeze, other times a sharp smack that makes you jump. "what? you're the one who walked by me like that."

•you, in fact, didn't even walk by. he's the one who walked by you. too many times, will you give him silence in return for his tomassery– and each time, he does the same thing. he'll come up behind you, apologetically (🤥) sliding his hands down your waist to cup your ass as he presses a kiss to the back of your neck. "you know i'm just teasing.."

•favorite pose? you straddling his lap. he loves when you sit on him, especially facing away so he can rest his hands on your hips— or further down. "you're making it really hard to focus, you know. not that i'm complaining.."

•and he isn't complaining, especially when he’s able to bend you over the counter later that night, groaning and grunting as he 'thanks' you for the meal you'd cooked for him after a long mission assigned by the operator. he's tired, sure; but he always has some extra stamina stored away for times like this. seeing your ass bounce on his hips as his dick bullies against your g-spot is worth every bit of energy he has left.

•constant touching: if you're lying on your stomach, he's lying next to you, his hand lazily draped over your lower back and sliding lower.

•pulling you closer: if you're standing in front of him, he'll wrap an arm around your waist and pull you back against him, hands wandering. "c'mere. you're too far away. yeah, that's better."

jason the toymaker

•your hands

•craftsman’s admiration: “your hands... so delicate, yet so full of life. they could create so much beauty... if i allowed you.” his voice carries both fascination and a subtle possessiveness, enjoying how wrapped around his fingers you were. the innuendo is there, integrated in his words. why would you need to touch yourself when he was there to do all you wished for you?

•very gentle with his touches. he loves to take your hands in his, running his fingers over the smooth skin, almost as if memorizing every line and curve. the type of guy to intertwine your fingers with his own as he keeps your wrists pinned to the bed— huffing against your neck with steady, deep thrusts. loves kissing behind your ear, grumbling about how good you take him- make him feel.

•kisses to your palms. jason has a habit of turning your hand over and pressing slow, deliberate kisses to your palm. “such beautiful hands… wasted on anything but me.” definitely prompts you into giving him a hand job, obsessive over the way your fingers feel curled around him. he thoroughly can't get enough of you, and arm wrapped lazily around your waist as he sits you in his lap for a slow makeout.

•mild.. obsession: he’ll watch you when you’re doing anything with your hands—writing, sketching, even cooking. “it’s mesmerizing, really. i could watch you all day.”

•into playful (but freaky ass) control. jason likes to guide your hands when you’re working on something, his larger hands enveloping yours. “here, let me show you how to do it properly. not that you’re bad at it… i'm just better.” this applies to the bedroom, where he's guiding your hand; curling your fingers only when he allows you to.

•possessive comments: “these hands belong to me, no? no one else gets to feel them, hold them, or be touched by them.”

jeff the killer

•dangerous attraction to your thighs: "your thighs... they look so soft. i bet they'd feel even better wrapped around me." and they do— whether they are clung at the sides of his head, or straddling his hips as he helps you ride him after a particularly high stress day. he loves them more than anything else in the world.

•gentle possessiveness.. he'll casually run his hands over your thighs, his fingers lingering just a little too long as if marking territory. does it especially when you are all sitting in a group. if given the opportunity, he'll have you tucked between him and the arm of the couch, your legs slung over his own so his hand can rub up and down yours.

•plenty of flirtatious teasing: "how tight do you think those legs could squeeze, huh? show me, and i'II make it worth your while."

•when you go about showing him- he makes it a point to keep you at his disposal until you're too satisfied to complain about anything. his tongue is useful for talking— but it is just as skillful when it's dipped between your thighs, running between your folds until you're squeezing his head so tight, he was sure his skull would crack.

•loves giving you kisses to the inner thigh. on a whim, he might press a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh, just to feel the warmth of your skin. after a particularly strenuous night of.. events, it's a subtle gesture of appreciation

•"i can't help it. your thighs are just... perfect. i think i could spend all day here, don't you?"

•mock care: if he's feeling particularly mischievous, he'll gently squeeze them and say, "relax. i'Il be gentle. for now."

jane the killer

•playfully seductive: "these hips of yours.. i could write a book about how perfect they are." she smirks as her hands glide along them, leaving goosebumps in her wake. by far, they are the most favorable thing on your body in her eyes- apart from the obvious sentiment of your breasts. she thinks the proportions of them match you perfectly.

•possessive hold. jane has a habit of gripping your hips firmly, puling you closer until there's no space between you- mainly around the others of the household. there is no denying that you're hers- but it is still in her nature to be competitive over that fact, especially with her other-sex counterpart being present. "you feel so good against me. don't think i'Il let go anytime soon."

•slow in admiration. her fingers trace the curve of your hips, almost reverently. "every inch of you is stunning, but this.. this drives me insane." you're hovered over her- sweat dripping down your spine and dampening the roots of your hair as her hands guide you in a rocking motion. they are clasped tightly to your hips, nails, digging into your flesh as she encourages you to tuck in your core. she doesn't mind doing the messy work of bouncing you on her strap, so long as numbs you into that blissful state.

•dually stimulates your clit just to see them buck.

•sultry whispers while standing behind you. she'll lean in, lips brushing against your ear as her sleek nails tickled your hips with repetitive strokes. "these hips were made for my hands, don’t you think? hm?"

•when things heat up, her focus always finds its way to your hips, her kisses trailing along the curves as her grip tightens. "you have no idea what you do to me." jane's eyes linger on your hips like they're the most captivating thing in the world.

kagekao

•your mouth and messy kisses. kagekao loves kissing you- rough, messy, and without warning. he thrives on the way he can leave you breathless and completely flustered. it comes of good use when you two are arguing. you'd been rambling about something- not that he was listening; but he captured the gist of you bitching about how he was leaving the house a mess. guilty— of course he was; but he wasn't going to acknowledge it. "can't talk now, can you?"

•shutting you up: secondary to a kiss, if you're rambling or talking back, he'll cut you off with a hand against your mouth; putting you into momentary silence. it is only when his hand moves to tug at the buckle of his belt do you understand where he is truly going with it. your mouth, around him- is as good as it is while talking. as skillful as your insults- just more quiet apart from the occasional gag to fuel his ego.

•playfully dominant. he's a master of teasing you into silence, brushing his thumb over your lips and smirking. "these lips of yours are dangerous... but i like the way they feel under mine." he's cheesy because he knows it gets you going. you'll cuss him out, commencing a back-and-forth between the two of you. and as much as he enjoys shutting you up— it is, unfortunately, your 'arguments' that get him swollen and tight in his slacks.

•messy control: if you're mid-argument, he'll pin you against a wall and kiss you hard enough to stop the words from coming. "i don't care what you were going to say." he's a bit of an asshole— and when it comes to an actual confliction, you're often pushing him away as to voice your opinion.

•obsession with your voice: he's addicted to the way your lips move when you talk (+ the sound of it), and he often stares shamelessly. "keep talking- let me watch those pretty lips of yours."

•if it's been a while since he's last seen you; and you have the chance to speak to him over the phone, he's 100% not opposed to rubbing one out with you on the line. he'll go silent, listening to you ramble on about something that seems insignificant compared to the raging throb of his erection. mindlessly hums in agreement to something he shouldn't have— and gets startled when you begin scolding him over the phone.

laughing jack

•jack has a shameless fixation on your legs, especially if you're blessed with some extra height. "your legs just go on forever, don't they? makes me want to see how far they can wrap around me." his words are said with a wicked grin, no shame in his tone. if you're smaller, no worries about it— he's still intrigued about how many positions he can wrangle you into, especially with your smaller size being an accommodation.

•loves, loves, loves having you up against the wall. it's not the most practical position- but he has the strength to pull it off. at no point in time will your feet be touching the ground. your legs are slung over his hips, and mercilessly, jack is giving you no time between breaths as he fucks in and out of you. he'd been worked up over a dress you'd worn out with jane; the gap of time from which you returned— to then being railed furiously almost nonexistent.

•the stupid cunt is constant teasing: he'll comment on how your legs look in any outfit especially if they're bare. "oh, you're just showing them off today, aren't you? that's just cruel." he especially loves seeing you in skirts or short dresses. a tight pair of pants will still do justice- outlining your figure, but seeing your skin is an entirely different experience for him.

•obsessive attention. runs his hands along your thighs and calves, almost like he's worshiping them, while making playful, almost mocking comments. "so soft.. are you sure you're strong enough to be here?" he knows you are, he has no sincere doubts that you've earned your place amongst the bunch; but it intrigues him how someone as hard working as yourself could have any aspect of a gentle physic leftover.

•payful biting: he'll nip at your legs from your calvee to your thighs, just to watch you squirm. "what? can't handle a little attention?"

•restless fascination: loves having his head in your lap, running his hands up and down your legs, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "how am i supposed to behave with these perfect legs right in front of me?"

•a good smack to the head will do it.

masky

•masky has an obvious fixation on your breasts. he won't even try to hide it. when you're in close quarters, his eyes are always drawn to your chest, and he'll casually glance at them before meeting your eyes, smirking. "could you be any less distracting?"

•shameless touching: he's the type to casually rest his hand on your chest when in private, grinning like it's the most natural thing in the world. if you're not paying attention, he'll give them a slight squeeze and say, "couldn't resist, sorry." which, is a lie. he's fully capable of resisting- but with you, he doesn't care much to.

•throughly enjoys having you ride him. if not only to see the way your face twists up in pleasure; then, to see the way your breasts bounce with each desperate thrust you chase after.

•loves seeing you in workout clothes— especially something like a workout bra that cups your breasts exceptionally. he'll come up behind you, hands wandering from your sides, and against your ribs to your breasts, his fingers fondling with the under-band of your bra appreciatively. places soft kisses on the back of your neck, humming in approval as he relishes in the sight of his palms engulfing your chest in the gym mirror.

•unapologetic flirting: "look real fucking good in that top. deserve some attention, don't you think?" he'll lean in close, just to make it clear that he's very aware of what he's doing- not that you had any doubts.

•although secondary pleasure wasn't normally accommodated on his schedule (nor does he have a high drive for it)– when you gave him a tit job for the first time; he swore he was knocking on heavens door. he could hardly keep himself from giving in too early- grunting and huffing as he dragged on his cigarette, prolonging his climax for as long as he could. cusses the entire time, groaning about how good you were.

•proximity: when he sleeps, he'll have his face tucked against your collarbone, his arms wrapped around you as his nose divets to your sternum.

slenderman

•control obsession: he’s drawn to your wrists, knowing just how delicate they are and how easily he can take control. he loves— and definitely gets off on the feeling of holding them tightly, guiding you however he sees fit. “your wrists are so fragile... better reason for you to listen"

•possessive in his grip. slenderman will sometimes just stand behind you, his long fingers brushing your wrists in a possessive, almost ritualistic manner, ensuring you feel his presence without him saying a word. he might even trace your veins as if marking them as his own— otherwise, silently reminding you of your merciless place beneath him.

•soft yet firm restraint. if you’re not paying attention, he’ll slip his tendril around your wrists with a cold, firm grip, keeping you in place. his touch is both controlling and almost comforting, as if trying to stake a claim over you that is inevitable. keeps you from moving too much, because it “makes it easier to work with you.”

•tying you up: there’s something about restraining you with ropes or simple threads that bores him. he's more into using his tentacles— wrapping them around your wrists slowly, ensuring it’s just tight enough to restrict movement. it’s a methodical and precise act. “you’ll stay still. you can handle this, can you not?"

•borderline sadistic during intercourse with you. overstimulation is a guarantee— his tentacles cuffing your wrists together as you squirm on the silk of his bedding. relentless. your breaths heave in desperation as his thumb circled your clit for what felt like hellish hours on end, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes that he brushes away with little care- only after they'd began to trail down your cheeks.

•fingers that linger: when he’s guiding you through a task, his fingers press against the soft skin of your wrist, sending shivers up your spine. it’s a constant reminder of his dominance and the way he can bend you to his will with little effort. sits you between his legs and has you ride his fingers, kissing the flat surface of your inner wrist.

•silent manipulation: whether you’re walking or sitting, his hands will often find their way to your wrists. the way his fingers curl around them feels almost hypnotic, leaving you unsure if it’s affection or an underlying threat.

ticci toby

•possessive grip: toby's hands will find their way to your chest, casually gripping them as if it's the most casual thing in the world. he's not gentle, but not rough either— just firm enough to feel like he's marking his territory. "i like having you close. ganz in der nähe" the words may seem innocent enough, but they are the furthest thing from it.

•soft, but intense. if you're in his arms, he'll keep you pressed against him, his hands roaming under your clothes to gently feel and play with you. his breaths hitch as he does, clearly enjoying the closeness more than anything. not being able to feel much- it's intriguing for him to see how you react to something he assumed would feel so insignificant.

•when he figured out you enjoy it- quite a bit, he'll find himself stroking your ribs more often, tracing over your collarbone.

•huffs of approval: when he feels the soft weight of your breasts in his hands, you'll hear him let out a pleased sigh, followed by a low chuckle. "you can't help making these noises when i touch you, hm?" he enjoys them, thoroughly. in fact, it's something he favors, doing whatever he can to pry the sweet sounds from your lips.

•missionary— classical. he's got your back pinned to the bed, one arm wrapped around your spine as he lay a series of open-mouthed kisses to your throat, trailing down to find one of the pebbled nipples of your breasts. the sound of your breathy moan is almost enough to make him brick up again, a low groan leaving his throat as his lips engulfed your tit with gluttony. he could worship you like this for hours- but not without his own share of enjoyment.

•light teasing: if you react to him touching you, even just a little, his grin widens. "i know you like it. you don't need to hide it." he'll lean in close, letting his breath ghost over your neck. there's nothing he enjoys more than getting a reaction out of you— and it severely agitates him when you silence yourself.

•insecure softness: as unhinged as he may seem, he can get a little soft about it, too. "i just... i need you close, okay? don't push me away." he's not one to beg, but there's something desperate in his voice when he holds you like this. loves having you against his chest, feeling your bare skin pressed against his own.