#his cock i need it

[teddybeartoji]

pressing gentle kisses to toji's cock just to listen to him growl at you impatiently. you feel it twitch in your hand the second you glance up at him and toji's heart fucking skips a beat when you let out a breathy laugh. though the grip he has on the sheets below him is almost strong enough to tear them, he refuses to tell you to stop.

he acts so tough but he loves it when you tease him. he loves it when you toy with him, when you take the lead – he thinks it's the hottest fucking thing in the world.

[missmimii]

I cannot physically do it anymore guys

fuck me PLEASEE

[nuemanfilms]

— just thoughts

handjob, spit, size kink, blowjob (kinda), sam winchesters monster cock

Summary thinking about how sam watches you try to fit him in your mouth..

Your small hands barely covered his length, your hands gripping at the base while you looked up at him waiting for his command.

“y’sure you can fit it baby?” he teased, running his hands through your hair. Brushing the stray strands out of your face. You thumbed his tip, collecting the precum and then bringing your thumb to your mouth.

You nodded, “Words, baby.”

“Yes, ‘m sure..”

He groaned as you lolled your tongue out for him. Watching as you guided him to your mouth. When he finally hit your tongue, you moaned in unison.

You could take maybe about half of him.. your tongue licking the vein underneath his tip. Knowing he was sensitive there, judging by the look on his face.

Spit drooled down his length, your hands cupping his girth.

“Move ‘em, baby..” He grunted, head tilting back at the sight of you. Your fingers working his cock, not to mention both of your hands held him.

You sucked gently on his tip, desperately trying to get more of the white liquid. He just tasted so divine. You couldn’t get enough of him.

“Oh shiiiiiiitt, atta’ girl..” his fingers tangled in your hair, pushing your head slightly as you got the hang of it. Your tongue tracing that vein, your cheeks hollowed, both hands moving on his shaft.. it was so good. He felt so good.

“baby, baby.. slow- ah, down..” He could tell you were getting desperate by the minute. Addicted to his heavy cock on your tongue.

“Fuck, i’m gonna, god—“ You looked up at him, meeting his gaze. and that was when he lost it.

[emomattagenda]

HELLO??£<|~\~\¥[\[¥[3]]¥9]4_]\_7[2£9£]94_8]_

[lavend3r-stardust]

That thing they do when they run their dick along your cunt and leave you anticipating when you're gonna be all fucked out just from the tip rubbing against your clit, pressing itself against your holes but not pushing inside you . . . Not just yet . . . They wanna draw it outta you, drag out every last orgasm from your throbbing little pussy and feel you clench around nothing as you whimper and beg them to fuck you, rocking your hips so something more than the head of their dick can fill you up

[icepip]

satoru's big cock bouncing uselessly against his tummy, leaving a pool of precum... his face and chest flushed so pretty.. strings of incoherent words leaving his lips.. wrists bound together above him... taking your cock so well.... oh how he'd love it when you coo at him, telling him he's such a good boy for knowing his place.... when your hand reaches for the base of his dick, it jumps in your hold, spilling his load on himself as you tell him that he never has to use it again... all he needs is your cock in his pretty little hole...

[ziosukiiii]

qimir finds a way to get you to join the dark side...

he holds your lucisious thighs back to capture the beauty of your fat pussy. using his fingers to pinch the beautiful brown mounds of your nipple, nipping and sucking them leaving little marks all around your body. he whispers sweet nothings in your ears whilst giving your swollen clit teasing licks. he loves watching you writhe and scurry under him, he needs it, he craves it. which is why most times to spicy things up he has you wear his mask, to deprive you of your senses and force you to feel things more intimately using the force. and he fucking loves it. he laughs watching grind your hips into nothingness until you are forced to use the force to push his head down into your needy little pussy thats gushing just for him. then from there he feasts. he nips and suck your needy little bud, his tongue occasionally teasing at your entrance... both of them😋. he slides fingers in your tight little cunt and quickly finds your g-spot, repeating proding at it. the sound of the wetness and your desperate moans fill the room. only further contributing to your wetness.

he whispers things like.

"fuck, this beautiful little pussy just for me"

"you're being such a good little slut f'me y'know that?"

"mmhm, just like that baby"

"you taste heavenly baby, i cant stop eating this perfect little pussy"

"you were made f'me baby, jus f'me"

and even after you come he wont stop. not until hes finished at least....

[teddybeartoji]

HEHEEHEHSHSH licking and kissing his dick through his sweats :333 just straight up making out with it :333

I– 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴AND YOU KNOWWW HE'D BE SO FUCKING INTO THAT. he's leaning against the kitchen counter or smth as you drop down to your knees, eyes blown wide as you kiss the tip through the material🥴🥴🥴 he's staring at you so fucking intently that you think he might actually burn you alive. so you don't stop – you palm his balls and lick a stripe up his shaft and he's already bucking his hips into your face. and he loves it if you're being extra dirty – just rubbing your face against his bulge gets him so fuxkibg hard fuuuuckkkkk he's gonna fuck your throat so good he won't be able to hold backk<333333

[platonicwithacapitalp]

theodore nott nsfw headcannons!!

nsfw 18+, minors dni (or do i cant stop yall)

warnings: implied sex, oral sex (both receiving), hair pulling, choking, dirty talk, p in v, praising and degrading, slight begging, possible more (pls tell me if i missed anything)

side note: italics are like flashback typa things idk what to call them lol

a/n: i was bad grammar and i make a lot of typos, i proofread it but if you find anything i’m sorry, it’s like 12 am rn and i can’t sleep lol also bare with me and the translations i used google.

miscellaneous

he LOVES giving you neck kisses, and leaving hickeys all over you, he wants everybody to know your his.

this man is a pussy eating god, not only does he live eating you out, he’s absurdly good at it, he loves the way he has to push your thighs back open when ever he lets out a throaty moan, sending vibrations right through your core.

he is horny 24/7 his sex drive is actually crazy, he go for rounds. he loves it when you start getting overstimulated. “please theo, i can’t,“ you whine, legs closing around his waist. “shh, it’s okay amore mio, just one more for me” he coos as he thrusts into you, his cock hitting your cervix making you let out a string of whimpers and moans. “fuck, quei gemiti sono così sexy, tesoro” (translation: those moans are so sexy, baby)

whenever he is giving or receiving head, there is always a common factor. hair pulling. whether it’s the way you tug and pull on his hair while he eats you out makes him go absolutely feral or if it’s the way he grips your hair, thrusting up into your mouth as he moans, either way he loves it.

he is 1000% a tits man. god he loves your boobs so fucking much. he loves touching them, squeezing them, anything, whether you’re fucking or even just cuddling (really doesn’t seem like a theo thing but he just loves being close to you and touching you)

he likes being rough, especially after losing a quidditch match or when someone flirts with you. he’s extremely jealous and he knows it. he loves hearing the way you beg him to let you cum. “please, theo, i’m gonna- fuck” you moan, your hips bucking up. you expected him to push them back down but he doesn’t, he just smiles smugly down at you “c’mon good girl, cum for me”

even if you weren’t together yet you were still his.

he has a thing for hickeys, he just loves the way you look with hickeys littering your neck and collarbones, leading down towards your chest. he thinks you look absolutely amazing with his hand wrapped around your neck, as he fucks you senselessly.

he definitely has a hair pulling kink.

he loves it when you call him teddy, it drives him fucking crazy.

he loves praising you and letting you know how much pleasure you bring him but on that note he also liked degrading, but he mostly degrades when he’d being rougher.

whenever he’s being rough with you and choking you he is always super gentle, making sure you can still breath, and that your okay.

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sorry it’s so short, i’m at school rn lol and i don’t want my ohine to get taken lol

— juelz.

[missmimii]

HIS EYES??

I’m so beyond done

[yanderestarangel]

I was watching the story mode again, in English now because I had only seen the dub in Portuguese.... And watching this man, with me being in the fertile period...

HEAR ME OUT.... PLEASE-

I want this man to get me pregnant.

I want this man to fuck me every day without stopping. At home, in the room, on the ceiling, on the floor, on the street, on top of a bus.

I just want to feel his dick inside me so hard that I can't even think, all my problems thrown out the window while I could only moan his name and feel him breed in my pussy again.

I need to serve this man.

I need to give him the best head he's ever received in his life, and leave him seeing stars.

I need this man whining and making me whine at the same time.

If Bi Han has fifteen fans I'm one of them,

if Bi Han has three fans I'm among the three,

if Bi Han has only one fan that's me,

and if Bi Han has no fans I'll be dead.

[sicksorrows]

nsfw (kinda??)

I need to be immensely fucked by this man till I go blind and can't walk anymore. I need his dick to fuck into my mouth till my teeth all decay and fall out, i also need my throat to be bruised by the strong thrusts he's giving me to the point my vocal cords stop working and I can't speak anymore. I want him to pull my hair while fucking me till every. single. strand. falls out and I am left with nothing but myself to him. I need to ride his nose to the point I break it off and he makes me ride something else which eventually breaks off. I need to wear his clothes while getting absolutely banged by him. I want back shots while I wear his shirt and while he holds me by the waist, increasing the pace faster and faster. I need him to nut inside me everyday till my body explodes from his overfilling cum inside my body. I want him to fuck me every single fucking day of the week. I need it to be in our schedule where every night and morning I get banged by him. I want to jerk him off every morning and night. I need to sleep with him and with his clothes on while he cuddles me, (he's big spoon btw). I need to put honey all over his abs and lick it off while slowly making my way from the bottom of his chest to his mouth and passionately make out with him and then we fuck again, from the kitchen counter to the bed to the nightstand to the floor to the bathroom to the shower to the closet to the bed (again) to the balcony back to the kitchen, in the car and back in the house. I want to suck him off while he's driving to the beach and we fuck on the beach then he buys a hotel room near by and we fuck in that hotel, which also has a pool, which he also fucks me in. I need to peg him so bad he actually enjoys it and begs for more, which I of course will give him. I need him to finger me till his fingers are sore and they break. I want this man to mold into me and we die together as a statue, intertwined. forever

[in-som-niyah]

happy international women’s day to Jason Todd and his thick, fat and sexy thighs

my thoughts about him singlehandedly dismantle the entire feminist movement and i’m not ashamed

[nuemanfilms]

— s4!sam who fucks his brother’s girlfriend to the point that she’s practically cockdrunk.

Content warning heavy dom!sam, cheating, degrading, crying (sexual), dacryphilla, overstimulation, piv (unprotected), rough sex, blowjob, deepthroating, sir kink (1x), degrading use of names (slut, cockslut, cumslut), breeding kink, sam turns soft at the end, sam winchesters dick (it deserves a warning), and other.

16+ (I am not responsible for the content you consume under 16. That is your own responsibility.)

A/N i am so sorry for the sin i have committed.

Dean left you and Sam alone. You were Dean’s girlfriend of a few months, who was so happy to see him return from hell. But something was different, something was different about Sam, and you felt this attraction that you knew you shouldn’t have about your boyfriend’s brother.

He was more commanding, more dominant over anyone he encountered. He was just… he was ruthless. He took what he wanted when he wanted it.

And you were what he wanted.

Sam had you down on your knees. Unzipping his jeans and revealing his boxer briefs to you, along with his thick cock straining against the light fabric. You didn’t remember how you got in this position. But right now, you were completely at his mercy.

Sam chuckled darkly, looking at your wide, needy eyes. Pupils full with lust and a hidden desire behind them.

“You really are a slut.” He commented, noticing how your gaze was trained on the bulge in his boxers. He was obviously much, much larger than your boyfriend.

He pulled his cock out, your tongue lolling out. He smirked at your eagerness. He thought it was funny how he had you begging for him after trying to resist him a few minutes ago.

“You gonna suck it like a good girl? Hm?” You nodded, but he wanted words. He slapped your cheek and you let out a whine at his hand hitting your face.

“Answer. Me.”

“Y-Yes, Sir..” Your lips quivered, and he slid his cock in between your waiting parted lips. He groaned as he felt the warmth of your mouth surrounding him. But he held his composure.

“Suck.”

You had your hands behind your back, you knew better than to touch him. And you sucked on his tip first, before taking a half of him further in your throat. He felt your throat tighten.

“Use your hands.” He added, you lifted your hands to stroke the rest of his length as you eagerly bobbed your head. His rough fingertips brushing against your red cheek before he tangled them in your locks.

He then pushed your head further down his cock, he could hear the lewd noises of your gagging. And he smirked again. Your nose was pressed against his base. Tears welling up at your eyes as he held your head there for a few moments.

When he finally pulled you off, you gasped for air. But you were already missing his heavy cock on your tongue. You started to trail your tongue underneath his head of his dick. He groaned, tugging at your hair, making you look up at him.

“Don’t tease me, baby.. you don’t wanna be a bad girl, do you?” You whimpered, nodding your head before engulfing him in your mouth again. Moving your head at a steady pace, your hands reached back up to stroke the parts you couldn’t fit.

He let out a grunt, his hips bucked. Making you take more of him.

The sounds of your gagging around his cock were vulgar, but you still didn’t stop.

When he felt himself getting closer, he grabbed a fist of your hair firmly. Making you look back up at him. Your mascara was running down your cheeks, spit drooling down on your chin.

He chuckled, “You really are a cockdrunk, aren’t you? Can’t get enough of this big dick shoved down your throat? Is that it, Honey?”

“Y-Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” He grabbed your arm, forcing you to stand up as you tossed you on the bed. Your legs parted by his hands. You mewled at the cold air hitting your pussy.

He didn’t bother in prepping you, you were obviously fucking wet. Dripping like a goddamn faucet.

Before any warning, he plunged his cock into you. The current position he had you in, face down and ass up, had you thinking he was impossibly deep.

He smacked your left ass cheek before moving to the left one. Earning a cry from you.

“You’re gonna fucking take it, aren’t you, Sweetheart? Gonna let me fill this pretty pussy?” You moaned in response, and as much as he’d like to punish you, his cock throbbed for your tight cunt fluttering around him.

He began to thrust, pulling you up against his chest with his hand wrapped around your throat. Not enough to hurt you, but enough to make you feel just the right dizzy feeling.

The sound of his balls hitting your ass was loud. And your moans, your cries.. Whoever was within a few feet would probably think you were in pain. But oh, it was the complete opposite.

You sobbed out pleas, tears welling up in your eyes at his rough, relentless pace. He felt your pussy clench around his cock and he groaned.

“Fuck, you’re crying, baby? Crying because you can’t take it?” He teased, turning your head by your jaw to look at him.

“S-Sam.. I- I can’t- auh! You’re too big- please, I can’t-“ You sounded pathetic, your tears streaming down your cheeks. Sam couldn’t help but feel his cock pulse inside of you, a mix between a grunt and a growl escaping his lips as he fucked up into you.

���But you were begging for it, Honey.. Begging for my dick to spilt you open, right? You can take it.. You will take it.”

Fuck, he had you in a trance. He grunted when he felt your cunt flutter around him, signaling you were close. The room smelled of arousal, and the squelching sounds of his cock pounding your soaked pussy was obscene. Your cries got louder, his name falling from your lips in an attempt to get him to be more gentle. But he ignored them, sneaking his hand down to rub at your swollen bud as his other cupped your neck. Applying a new intimacy just by his rough treatment.

You were so close, so fucking close. He knew it.

“Pl-Please.. Can.. Can I cum? Can I cum- please, Sam!” You screamed when he slammed against that spongy spot that your own fingers couldn’t reach over and over again. You were crying, crying at the stimulation of it all.

“Fuck, you are a cockslut huh? So drunk on this big, thick dick stretching your little pussy open? C’mon.. make a mess on my cock.” You cried even louder, your eyes rolling back in your head. White streams of pleasure rushing to your core as you saw stars.

He fucked you even harder it seemed, and it felt good for the first few thrusts- but he didn’t seem to slow down. He was chasing his own impending orgasm.

The overstimulation was starting to sink in. His hand let go of your throat, turning your jaw to make you look at him. He watched as the tears streamed down your face.

Your lips swollen from his previous assault of kisses, and he once again smashed his lips against your own. Your mouth partinh instinctively to let him dominate the kiss with his tongue.

He knew he was gonna cum, and he wasn’t going to stop pounding your pussy until he did.

You knew better than to complain, but that didn’t stop your tears from flowing. Your pussy was still gushing down his length. He groaned again, his thrusts faltering as he whispered in your ear, “Fuck.. You’re gonna feel me for days, Everytime you look at Dean, you’re gonna remember this.. Remember how I made you feel. Gonna fill this tight pussy with my cum, huh? You’d like it wouldn’t you? Fucking cumslut.”

You nodded, too fucking dazed to think about what he was about to do to you. How he was about to claim you.

“Y-Yeah- mm.. want you to fill my pussy, Sammy.. wanna be your good girl-“ You moaned, your body still wasn’t used to the overstimulation, but it was enjoyable. Even if you were gonna be sore for a week.

“That’s it- Fuuuuucckk.. take it- take it..” His hips stilled as he came, groaning as he watched your previous orgasm mix with his own.

He pulled his cock out from your hole carefully. And despite the mean demeanor from just a few moments ago, he still checked on you.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He questioned, tucking his softening cock back in his boxers.

“No.. it was perfect, Sam.” You managed a lazy smile, and he chuckled.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

[alien-magnolia]

Ani. <3

Anakin skywalker (dom-coded) + fem!reader (sub-coded) use of the force in certain <3 ways, night terrors, hurt/comfort, angst, ani shows you his strength! (Size kink) soft and then rough -ish sex, crying, etc (daddy!issues, sorry I had to)

You wake up, shaking. You had that dream again. The one about how your father died. You missed him a lot, especially since he had passed away such a long time ago — for half your life, he was gone. You were lost when your father died. Did not know what to do with yourself. You got yourself in trouble with some slave traders on Tattooine — you were theirs for a week or so: until some Jedi saved you. That Jedi, just happened to be Anakin Skywalker, who then took you under his wing as his padawan. He knew you were force sensitive right away. He convinced the council to personally train you, himself. 

Everything was fine, at first. He was greatly skilled, and you had much to learn from him. Yet you could tell that something was brewing between the two of you. The way his big eyes looked at you, sometimes you felt that when he sparred with you, he was noticing something else besides your technique with your lightsaber.

He revealed how he felt about you, eventually. He told you that you were the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, and that he couldn’t help but devote himself to you from the first moment that he saw you. This is why you were his padawan. Shortly after, you became his woman. After that, his wife. It was a secret marriage, of course, yet you still loved him all the same. You remembered your wedding on Endor, the forest moon shining over the two of you, how beautiful he looked all dressed in black. You felt like the two of you were the only humans in the galaxy. You loved how deeply he loved and cared for you. 

Waking from this dream clearly upset you, and upset him therefore, too. Of course he would notice right away, he was extremely force sensitive, after all. His metal arm feels cool placed on your shoulder. “My love. Are you okay? I can sense fear in you.” “I had that dream again, Ani. It just hurts,” you tell him. 

He knew that dream, all the same. You kept having the dream about how your father died, in an industrial accident on Tattooine — where you were raised. You were only a little girl then, but the pain you felt when you saw how mutilated his body was, was immeasurable. It traumatized you. You relived the moment a lot in your dreams. Your dad always loved you more than your mom — it’s just how it was. Ever since he passed, you couldn’t find anyone to replace his love and care for you. Until now.

“It’s just a dream, sweetheart. It’s in the past. I know you are hurt. Memories are only in your mind. They won’t come to reality. Trust me,” he says, his thumb caressing your cheek, his other hand rubbing circles on your back in an attempt to calm you down. 

You stifle back a sob, he brings you in close to his chest, you listen to his heartbeat and it soothes you. You didn’t want to lose him like you lost your dad. You were so grateful to have someone care for you like that again, to feel special, to feel loved by your husband. It’s a feeling you wouldn’t trade for anything across the galaxy. 

“Your heart rate is still high, my love. Why don’t you try and sleep, hmm?,” he gently chides at you, his big eyes looking down at you in his arms. Anakin was passionate. He loved deeply. Cared deeply. 

“Can’t, Ani. Too tense,” you sigh. You told him that you’d maybe want to take a walk out on the balcony. “Dressed like this?,” he asks, fingers running over your silk nightgown. “Passerby’s might see you. Come. I have a better idea,” he kisses your temple, leads you by the waist back into your bedroom. He decorated the whole room with the moon and stars, things he knew that you loved.

“You are tense. Let me take care of you, sweetheart. Relax,” he softly commands you, and gently pushes you back onto the bed. He’s on top of you, his knee gently pressing into your core, as his hand pries your legs apart. “By the force. You’re so beautiful. My wife. Fuck,” he barely whispers, his thick fingers trail along the soft pillowy part of your thighs. His large hand comes up to cup your cheek, bringing you in for a hot kiss. His soft lips dance with yours, you feel his love through the force as his kiss deepens, you trace the nape of his neck, it’s so warm to the touch <3. He pulls away from you, his lips red and swollen from all the love he’s given you. “You’re an angel. Really,” he breathes, his hands now working to undo your silk nightgown. “Thank the force that you saved me from those slave traders, Ani,” you breathed back, your small hand reaching for his large Jedi robes. Your hand pulls away all of a sudden. A force trick.  “I’m the one taking care of you, no? Hands to yourself, my love. Just rest.” You sigh, and lay your hands to your sides. “Eager, aren’t we? Patience, sweetheart. Patience,” he chides, those emotional eyes staring through you again, as he takes off his robes, his broad, muscular chest and metallic arm shining in the pale moonlight glow. He’s on top of you again, kissing every inch of your body, slowly, smirking as you get more and more flustered. He loves to toy with you ever so gently. He knew that when it came to him, patience was one thing you could not have. You wanted him immediately, and who was he to deny you what you want? He just always loved to stall a little.

His fingers harshly squeeze your breasts, you let out a squeal, and he chuckles, his soft lips coming up to bite the fabric of your bra, and his hands coming over to undo it. As soon as it was off, his mouth was latched onto your nipple, you could tell that he used the force to put as much of your breast into his mouth as he could fit. His hands firmly squeezed your hips as he brought you as close to him as possible. The sound of his plush lips suckling against your soft and sensitive tit were driving you up the wall.

“Ani. Ani. Want more. Please!,” you beg, as the pressure his mouth is putting on you making you wetter and wetter by the minute. You attempt to squeeze your legs together for a semblance of relief. You feel his hand stop you. “Angel. Don’t interrupt me until I get my fill, hmm?,” he paused for a second, gripping your cheek, his hand a little rougher this time. You started to cry, tears slowly dripping down your cheeks. “Aww. Is my girl upset?,” he taunts you, a somewhat sinister smile could be seen from his place in between your tits. “Hurts!,” you cry out, tears streaming down your face faster. You feel his length grow, harder, thicker, it was pressing into your thigh at this point. Your crying made him thirst for you even more.

He continues on your chest, your body now covered in red marks, wet with his spit. He moves down to your stomach, your hips, pausing to take his time there. He finally reaches your sopping cunt, pressing gentle kisses onto your hot core, pausing a minute just to breathe you in. His fingers wipe some of the tears off your face. “So cute when you’re upset. Want more?,” he asks. You nod, sniffling. Without a second doubt, he dives in, practically attached to your core, making a meal of it as he does. You squirm in an attempt to get away from his lips, but his strong hands hold down your thighs, he holds you down so much that you can barely move, his metal hand making painful indents in your thighs!! 

You squeal and squirm beneath him, and he only emits that low, low chuckle that drives you insane, as he keeps his ministrations on your clit <3 harsher and harsher by the second, until you come on his face, covering his perfect cheeks, nose, in your cum. 

“Fuck. Angel. So good. You taste as sweet as you look,” he patronizes you as he presses a wet kiss to your forehead. “Up, come on, now,” he chided at you, bringing you to your feet, he knew you could barely stand from what he already gave you, yet the man was not satisfied. He loved his wife too much, and he had to give every single inch and centimeter of her body <3 the love it deserved. 

His hands grip your hips like a vice, pushing you against the wall, your body caged between his strong arms. “My wife,” he sighs, his metal hand feeling cool against your cheek as he grips your face gently, pulling you into the trap of his kisses. At this point, almost your entire body was covered in marks. His other hand trails down to cup and squeeze your wet cunt, and you almost stumble over from the pressure he’s putting on it. 

“The force made you so strong, Ani,” you moan out, in between kisses. ”Haven’t seen it all yet, sweetheart,” he huffs, spinning you around so your chest is against the wall, faster than you can blink. You feel his hard and hot bulge press against you, his soft lips come up to press a few kisses on your ear, and he gives you a little bite there <3. “Ani!! More,” you whine, incredibly flustered from this act of dominance. His broad chest presses against your back, as you hear him shuffle and take off more of his clothes. “Stay there,” he commands, and then you feel his soft, leaning tip pass through your folds. 

“Just want it in. Ani!,” you beg him. Suddenly you feel pressure on your neck. “Take what you’re given. Tired of your begging, angel,” he states, his face serious and stoic. “Okay, Ani,” you look at him in shock, more tears streaming down your face, taken aback yet satisfied with the show of power he just had over you. You liked it. He knew. 

“That’s my good girl. So beautiful. Stay still now,” he brushes your cheek and turns your face around again. His chest against yours, arms holding your body, you feel him slide in, his cock girthy, throbbing. You loved his size. He was tall and it showed!! 

You feel white hot pleasure, pressure building as he drives his cock into you, faster, faster, to the point where you start to see his hand make a crack in the wall you were pushed up against. You hear his grunts, getting louder by the minute, you feel him bury his face in the crook of your neck, his teeth biting down onto your shoulder. His heavy balls slap against your soft thighs <3 

“Fuck. Angel. Have to. Ah,” — he grunt, and finishes in you. You smiled and squeezed your thighs as you felt his hot seed dripping around your walls. “There you go, beautiful. All better now, hmm?,” he turns you around, the both of you chuckling at the cracked wall behind you. “Yes, Ani. So much better. Thanks to you,” you reply, and wrap your arms around his neck, jumping up to him for a long, chaste, kiss. He returns the kiss gratefully, his big hands smoothing down your sweat covered hair. 

“Come. Let me take you back to our room,” he offers, and as if you were as light as a feather, he carried you back to your shared bedroom, gently laying you down on the satin sheets. “Did you like it? I hope I wasn’t too rough,” he asks you, sheepishly rubbing his hand against the back of his head. “No, Ani. Was great. You always know how to make me feel so much better. So safe,” you confide in him, your hands holding his face, his hands holding yours, as the two of you lay wrapped in those silky, soft, sheets, under the soft glow of the moon. 

“A man should protect his wife, my love. Make her feel safe, loved. Loved in every way,” he whispers to you. You felt as if you and him were the only ones on Coruscant. “You sure know how to do that, Ani. I haven’t had a man that made me feel so loved, ever since my father,” you sniffle. “I don’t care about anything else in this world, you know. Only you.” he brings you in for a long kiss, his hand lifting up your chin. “Come. Sleep now. I am sure you’ll have a good dream,” he moves both of your bodies onto the pillow, and you lay your head on his chest, breathing in his scent, deeply. You fall asleep on him in under a minute, and he looks at you in adoration as he falls into a deep sleep as well.

Author’s note: My first Anakin fic! I fell in love with the whole Star Wars series (but especially him <3, he’s soooo… ugh. I hope i got his personality down nicely. I was thinking of doing a sequel, or prequel to this, something either about how reader and Ani meet, or if they decide to start a family. I wish he had all this with Padme :( . Anyways! Enjoy fellow Ani lovers <3, and comments and reblogs are always welcome!! Don’t we all want a man like him.

[arkhamslvts]

jason probably has the dumbest fuckin’ grin when he’s fucking you offhhfgdd like he’s got you bent into the mattress and your legs are shaking cuz he’s just goin to TOWN on your pussy. he pulls you up to kiss you and he’s got that stupid smile on his face cuz he knows he’s making you a wreck n he’s all “ ‘s good baby? am i fucking you good enough” and all you can do is moan and give him a weak little nod and he just laughs, slaps your ass and mutters out a quick “thought so” before he speeds up again. hrgdgdc yeah.