#hittin licks

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝

A/N: in a gojo state of mind 😵‍💫

Wc ≈ 800

Pairing: GOJO Satoru x f.reader

Summary: hubby Satoru the type to do you so good the night before that you limp into the kitchen the next morning

Warnings; 🔞 mdni, SMUT, pns (good girl, baby), dirty talk, 🐱 eating, light size kink, daddy kink, unprotected sex, creampies, overstimulation, breeding kink, multiple rounds, sex-crazed Gojo, implied bj

“Fuck baby, cream on me. Yeah, make a mess on this dick – spell your name on it. ‘S so fuckin’ hot – uhhh fuck – good girl’s stretchin’ s’much for daddy’s cock. Feel that? Feel me hittin’ those spots you can’t reach with your fingers?”

A ring of white cream froths up with each plunge of his cock back into your sloppy, sore pussy.

Your pretty husband suddenly slips out with a pop and impatiently lowers his face to level with your hips, burying himself into your pussy, licking a stripe up your thigh to start. He savors the sticky sweet taste that’s leaking out from his pretty wife. He loves it more than he should. When he eats you out, it feels as if he’s the one deriving pleasure from it.

“So fucking hot. You this wet n’ eager for me, baby? You needed this dick bad, huh? Uh-huh. Fucking cum on my tongue, I wannah fweel ih.” His words muffle as he sinks his tongue into your hole, swirling and wiggling it around, rubbing his tip into the roof, curling it up into your sweet spot.

He’s got a long tongue and he knows how to use it right. It feels like he’s French-kissing you down there.

His lips end up pressed flush against your lower lips, but even when his tongue reached as far as it can inside your hole, he’s still not satisfied – he keeps trying to get impossibly deeper.

And Gojo’s not a wasteful boy; he laps and slurps up your juices and gulps them down without letting even a drop spill. He eats it ‘till he’s out of breath, giving you orgasm after orgasm ‘till you go dumb and weak.

“God, you taste so fucking good. Hey baby? Still with me? C’mon, keep those eyes open. ‘Want you to watch me eat this pretty pussy.”

He can keep going and going, his stamina is seemingly infinite. When you squirm away from the overstimulation, he brings you closer to him again, hooking his arms around your thighs to lock you in place. He tugs you down and holds your hips tight, like he’s trying to show off his superior strength.

That pretty upturned nose swipes between your plush lips, nudging and bumping into your clit as he tongue-fucks you eagerly – as if he’s never gotten a taste of something so delicious before.

When he pulls away, his face is a mess; there’s a streak of your juices across his cheek that rubbed off from your inner thigh, and more running down his chin showing off how much you gushed for him. Happy with how fucked-out he’s rendered you with his tongue, he shoves himself back inside you like a feverish animal. Gojo fucks like a damn beast.

“God, baby, ‘gonna cum again. Take it. Take my cum n’ have my baby. Wanna see you holding my child.”

After he creams all inside you, he slips it out and slaps his heavy cock on your clit, smearing some cum over your plush lips. He loves stroking back and forth between them – the feeling alone of your pussy hugging his fat cock makes him get hard again in no time. It’s like he didn’t soften at all. Sometimes a little more cum spurts out and paints your clit, so he chuckles.

There’s such a mess. A sloppy, delicious mix of cum and cream, spit and sweat, precum and pussyjuice.

“We’re not done, baby. ‘Gotta fuck my cum into you ‘till I’ve got nothing left. Daddy’s knocking up that sweet pussy, t’night, m’kay? Good girl, hold those legs back f’me. Let me have you.”

A moment later, you’re back to screaming, creaming, clawing at his meaty biceps for support and comfort as he pounds into you like some sex-crazed fiend. Panting like crazy, skin slapping together, voices shaking – not even your moans sound coherent anymore, let alone your words. The most coherent thing coming out of your mouth is a chant of his favorite nickname; daddy daddy daddy.

He totally breaks you at night.

Then come the morning, he’s calmly eating cereal in the kitchen, thumbing through his socials and chirping a nonchalant “Mornin’, baby, how’d you sleep?” at you when you come limping out the bedroom with wild bed hair.

“Don’t you “Mornin’ baby” me!” you mutter groggily.

He grins devilishly at you. “Sorry, was I too hard on you last night?”

“Mmm…” you hum contemplatively, floating over to him so he can do what he always does the morning after good sex – and that is take you into his lap.

You rest your head on his muscular shoulder and tease into his ear, “Not hard enough, daddy ~ ” just to get him hard through his sweatpants.

It’s his turn to tease. But he does it better; he makes your stomach drop to the floor.

“You need me so bad even this early in the morning, huh? M'kay, get on your knees, 'gonna give you some breakfast.”

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[number1mingyustan]

Honey ☾

bf!vernon x fem!reader

Warnings: kissing, cursing, drug use (marijuana), smoking, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of oral (f.), squirting, slight breast play, reader has nipple piercings

Summary: A couple of honey packets, a freshly rolled blunt, and hours to kill, but can you keep up?

Word Count: 2.6k

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The Morning - The Weeknd

The smooth blade tears through the cardboard box in your hands. Vernon sits on the couch beside you, hunched over the tray as his hands skillfully roll the blunt.

You open the box, pulling out the black and gold packets. You stand to your feet, discarding the cardboard and leaving the packets on the table in front of you. You plop down on the couch with a small thud beside your boyfriend.

"Where did you even find out about that stuff?" Your boyfriend asks, eyes focused on rolling the blunt in his hands.

You shrug. "Somewhere online, TikTok I think."

He wipes his hands off, leaving the perfectly rolled blunt on the ashtray. He holds his hand out and you hand him one of the black and gold packages. He inspects it carefully.

"It tastes like regular honey?" He questions.

You shrug again. "Pretty sure. Just makes you super horny."

He digs into his pocket for a lighter and pulls you onto his lap.

"Ladies first,." He says.

You pick up the blunt, placing it between your glossed lips. He flicks the lighter, sparking the blunt, and watches you inhale.

His eyes scan over your face slowly. You exhale, blowing the smoke into his face with a grin. He smiles back at you, thoughts filling his mind about how beautiful you look in this moment, how beautiful you always look.

You take another hit and he tears open one of the honey packets. The sweet honey trickles down his throat and he licks his lips slowly. You take a couple more hits before handing him the blunt.

He places it between his lips, smoking through the perfectly rolled blunt. You tear open another packet, drinking the sweet gold. You climb off your boyfriend's lap, adjusting the speakers in the living room and connecting your phone.

You turn on one of your playlists before circling back to Vernon's lap. He hands you the blunt and you two take turns smoking through the entire thing.

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Vernon leans back into the plush couch. His eyes are half-lidded, limiting his vision to a near squint. His head tilts so he's looking at you.

"It's hittin?" He asks with a smirk.

Your teeth pull at your bottom lift softly and you nod. "Yeah," You say in just above a whisper.

"C'mere."

He pulls you back onto his lap. He doesn't even remember you climbing off of him. His tongue runs over his lips as he stares at you with hazy eyes.

Fuck, he's so hot.

You blink slowly, bringing your hands to his chest. You press your forehead against his and allow your eyes the fall shut. Wordlessly, you close the gap separating the two of you.

Your lips press against his softly. His hands circle your waist, holding you still on his lap. One of your hands comes up, cupping his cheek softly as the kiss intensifies.

It feels like there's a current flowing through your veins, electrifying your touches. You moan against his lips, tasting the sweetness of the honey on his tongue.

He's hardly touched you and you're throbbing. You can feel your panties dampening as the seconds pass and all he's done is kiss you. Luckily for you, he's enjoying this just as much as you are.

His hard cock pokes at your inner thigh. It twitches beneath the confines of his sweats, aching for more. His hands tug at your tank top.

You break the kiss for a moment, allowing him to pull your top off. You're not wearing anything else underneath, so your pierced tits sit pretty in front of him.

"Fuck..." He groans.

Your body feels hot. Your blood is overheating in your veins, rushing through your body. You feel lightheaded in the best way possible. Your entire body feels light like you're floating high up in the atmosphere.

He latches his mouth onto one of your tits. His warm tongue glides across the cold metal of your piercing, sending shivers through your body. You gasp at the initial contact, arching your back.

Such a simple act has never felt so good. Your core throbs with need, aching to be tended to properly. The sensation of his tongue gliding across your nipple drives you mad.

With a soft pop, he releases your hardened bud and moves on to the next. Your back arches again when his tongue glides across the cold piercing.

Your body grinds down on his very prominent bulge, creating friction to relieve the tension in your lower half. Fuck, it feels so good.

Even through the layer separating you two, you can already feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm. You can't remember the last time you've gotten this close this fast, and completely untouched? It's unheard of.

But everything around you feels like its intensity has been brought up by 100. Even through the layers, his cock brushes against your clit and you mewl, allowing soft cries of pleasure to evade your lips.

The music plays dimply in the background. The familiar sultry tune of a song by The Weeknd fills the room.

I'm fucking gone right now

I'm fucking gone right now

You suspect he must feel it too, because he stops and lifts you off his lips. He looks up at you with hazy eyes as his chest rises and falls. He's already breathless and panting from the sheer intensity of it all.

And when you break contact, you fucking whine. You never whine.

You're not the only one just barely holding onto your sanity. You see the wet patch on his sweatpants and feel your pussy throb again. Vernon feels like you're sucking all the life out of him and reviving him at the same time. He feels so much in this moment, his brain can't fully process anything but the pleasure and it's sending him into overdrive.

But he exhibits self-control nonetheless. After getting his hormones pumped up with that honey and high from the weed, he wasn't going to let his first orgasm be in his pants. He needs to experience it inside of you and it'll be so much more worth it. But not until he's had a taste/

From the mornin' to the evenin'

Complaints from the tenants

He lays you down on the couch, peeling off your sweatpants.

"Need to taste you," He breathes out.

He pulls off your damp panties, tossing them onto the floor as his body hovers over yours.

His mouth is practically watering. He can imagine the sweet taste of you on his tongue and it only makes his desire for you burn more. you pull at his shirt, bringing his face down to yours.

Your noses bump against one another.

Sky's gettin' cold, we're flying from the north

Rockin' with our city like a sold-out show

"Later," You groan. "I need you inside of me."

Your voice is soft, yet it's laced with pure unadulterated desperation. It's a kind of desire that burns in your chest and doesn't settle until it's fulfilled thoroughly.

It's not a want, but a need that your body craves. All your fuzzy mind can think about is him and the desire that courses through your body rampantly.

Fast life grippin'

Yeah, we still tippin'

He can't deny you, not when his cock is so hard and aching. It's practically tearing through the material of his sweats, twitching and pulsing against the fabric.

His hot bold pumps through his body, rushing toward his swollen cock. He needs you just as bad as you need him, he can have a taste later.

He nods, scrambling to pull off his shirt. You make it easier for him, pulling down his sweats and tossing them. His cock strains against his grey brief, wet stain even more prominent on the thinner layer.

Girls get timing

But behind closed doors, they get poles so rigid

You spread your legs for him, exposing your dripping wet pussy. His breath catches in his throat at the sight. He hardly touched you and you're already so wet.

More precum dribbles from the tip of his flushed cock. He can't take it anymore.

Cock in hand, he guides his length into you. The moment his tip brushes against you, he's a goner. The two of you shiver, moaning out in unison as his tip enters your walls.

It's electrifying and intense. He grips the plush couch above you, nails digging into the material to ground himself as he fills you up slowly.

He chokes on his breath, feeling the way your warmth envelopes him. He's suffocating, drowning in you and all your being. At this moment, he's not sure if it's the honey or the weed, or both, but the intensity and intimacy are almost unbearable in the way they consume both of you.

All that money, the money is the motive

All that money, the money she be foldin'

It's never felt this good before. You fear this is a high you'll be chasing for the rest of your life. The stretch of his cock is intense, it feels like he's splitting you open in the best way possible. When he slides in, you feel like you're above the clouds, as through he is stretching you out into a state of inexplicable bliss.

Your nails dig into the material of the couch next to you and you cry out when he fills you up properly. His tip nuzzles against the walls deep inside of you.

"Oh fuck," You whine.

Girl, put in work, girl girl put in work

The motion and intimacy of it all cause your brain to spin. It leaves you dizzy, overwhelmed by the chaotic emotions and sensations that somehow create a harmonious flow inside of you.

And when he bottoms out, it feels like he breathes life back into you. His hips snap back and he thrusts into you, knowing the air out of your lungs.

"Ah, shit," He moans.

You arch your back, letting out a sob that he forces out of your lungs.

Push it to the limit

Push it through the pain

Your entire being is filled with pure pleasure. Every motion build a sensation that courses through your entire body and satisfies something deep inside of you.

His nails dig deeper into the couch, nearly ruining the plush material. His arm hovers above you, muscles flexing as his body goes into overdrive at the addictive feeling of you.

I push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game

He fits your legs up, placing them over his shoulder so he can drill into you deeper. Your lips can hardly form a coherent sound. You whine and cry out as he overwhelms you with pleasure.

Closer to the top

The higher that I climb

The harder imma drop

He drills into the spot deep inside of you that drives you mad. You're gushing around him, arousal coating his bare cock and dripping onto the couch. You could care less about the mess when he feels so good.

His cock is so sensitive, but he can't stop fucking you. He hasn't cum yet and your warmth is sucking him in so well. He fits you like a mold and he can feel the way your walls stretch round him. He can feel the way you gush and coat his cock with your arousal. He can feel everything and all he wants to do is bask in it.

His other hand slips between your thighs, gathering your wetness on the pads of his fingertip.

Shit I got them on straight bar hoppin'

To the music of the ambiance, get that shit poppin'

His thumb circles your clit in quick circles and your body shudders. You squirm beneath him, but the position he has you in makes it difficult for you to run.

His pace doesn't falter, fucking you thoroughly. He can't stop, pushing his cock into you over and over again, tip nudging against the deep patch that makes your legs shake.

Your eyes roll back into your head. "Ah-fuck ah. Vernon-uh!"

All that money, the money is the motive

All that money, the money she be foldin'

Girl put in work, girl, girl put in work

The jumble of emotions and sensations boil over inside of you. They're running rampant and pilling out and there's no way to suppress it. It overflows, tears spilling out of your eyes as you cry out to him.

Better slow down, she'll feel it in the morning

Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seein' in the mornin'

Too damn raw

It all builds and hits you instantly. It builds and erupts quicker than you can process. It all gathers in your lower tummy, pussy reaction to every sensation. You flutter around him, sucking him in deeper as he drills into you.

He fucks you through your orgasm, only pulling out momentarily when the rush of liquid flows out of you and covers his lower half. He's quick to fill you up again, ignoring the mess you've just made.

All that money, the money is the motive

All that money, the money she be foldin'

Girl put in work, girl, girl put in work

Your entire body spasms beneath him uncontrollably. He holds you in place, forcing you to lay there and take it, limiting your squirming. But it's so much, almost too much. Your body struggles to process everything that's happening. Your mind is hazy and your eyes roll deep into the back of your head.

It's the longest orgasm you've ever experienced. His hips don't let up, drawing out more from you until your body reaches exhaustion. Momentarily, you feel your consciousness slipping away. It’s a brief flicker, but you nearly find yourself passing out.

His hips roll steadily until his orgasm catches up to him. His body still craves for more, but the reaction catches up to him. "Oh fuck-fuck-fuck–fuuuuuck."

Much like yours, his orgasm is drawn out past experience. His hips move seemingly on their own, continuing to drill into you as he milks himself dry. His cock twitches as he empties himself into you.

The arm holding him up grows shaky and he struggles to support himself. His sweaty body falls on top of yours, chest rising as falling as he desperately draws air into his lungs.

Minutes go by before you two recover enough to move. He lifts himself onto his arms slowly, pulling out of you and sitting up on the couch. His cock is swollen and red, and still throbbing and hard. His cock aches for more, fighting against the exhaustion in his body and the haze in his mind.

Your body aches for more too, throbbing and tightening around nothing when he pulls out. You still feel the warmth in your blood, your body desperate for more despite its lack of recovery.

He looks at you with the same hazy look in his eyes. They're half-lidded, matching the desire in your pupils.

His body hovers over yours once again. He breathes deeply, licking his lips slowly. His cock twitches, pressing against your inner thigh. You blink at him slowly, half-lidded eyes sucking him in more.

Without wasting another second, his lips are on yours again. It's intoxicating, drawing you in deeper and deeper. You can't help yourselves, repeatedly laying it into one another into the hours of the night. In the kitchen, on the floor ,and on the balcony before finding ends meet in the bedroom.

Your desire for each other overpowers everything until you come down, sweaty bodies maxxing out from exhaustion in each other's arms.

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© number1mingyustan - Do not repost without permission.

[chamomiletealeaf]

Photo credit to @ave661 💖

Warnings: afab! reader, nsfw, smut, piv sex, squirting, gangbang?, sub!reader, degradation?, Oral (f! and m! receiving), thigh riding, spitroast, porn with little plot, just overall filth 🙏😩 (lmk if I missed any)

All is consented to 🗣️

wc: 1,916

A/n: This is my first fic and was actually supposed to be just a comment on the picture 💀 idk how it got turned into this 😭 Sorry if this sucks ass lmao.

Imagine you’re a sniper who was just outnumbered and captured as a prisoner just to have task force 141 take turns with you and make you a drooling, whimpering, squirting, cock dumb slut bouncing on their cocks one by one like their own personal barracks bunny.

Their thigh holsters rewire the synapses in my brain and have the same effect on me as electroshock therapy would 😵‍💫

They’d have you in so many different positions. Sometimes all of them using you at once, stuffing all your tight holes, sometimes one watching and enjoying from afar.

Simon would have your knees by your head, positioned on a couch, pushing your thighs back watching as your tits bounce and your eyes cross as he pounds into your wet, squelching pussy.

“God lovie, you got me thinking you WANTED to be captured with how fuckin wet this pussy is for me. Such a slut hm? I bet your cute lil cunt was throbbing and fluttering up on that hill we caught you at just thinking ab having us all at once.”

Once Simon’s done with you he wipes your tears of pleasure from your face.

“Aww, what, my cock feel so good you just can’t handle it? Look at how pretty and cute she is boys. And look at these fuckin perfect tits god.” He moves to start licking up and down your neck and on your tits, squeezing them and leaving wet, sloppy kisses all over, making you whine and arch your back, pressing your tits into him.

“C’mon mate you’ve had your turn.” Soap says impatiently, clearly frustrated.

Soap would have you sit on his lap, your back against his chest with your legs spread over his thighs, cock deep in your pussy so he could show the rest of the guys how much he can make you squirt. You arch your back and reach behind you to grip his hair with one hand while the other grabs at his thigh holster as you bounce on his cock. He reaches around your waist and rubs your throbbing, pink little clit in fast circles and side to side motions with one hand making you squirt all over him, yourself, and the couch while his other hand grips your hip with a sly, teasing smirk on his face as he does so.

“Ohhhh fuck yeah juuust like that bunny”, Soap says with a laugh as you squirt and your pussy pulses while he continues fucking up into you and rubbing your clit, making your juices messily splash around you two. “Show them how much this fat cock makes you squirt. That feel good hm? Hittin that perfect fuckin spot in you while I rub on this cute little twitching clit of yours yeah? Fuck look at that boys, she’s fuckin soaked us and the couch. Such a good fucking girl.” He says with that same shit eating smirk.

Gaz would join Soap after you squirt kneeling between yours and Soaps legs pushing your thighs back wanting to watch closer as Soap continues to fuck up into you, overstimulating your fucked out pussy. He’d place his warm, wet tongue on your clit looking up at you lapping up your remaining juices while Soap continues to overstimulate you, still pounding into you from beneath, making your toes curl as you let out a whimper.

“Mm taste so fucking good hunnie. That’s right you can take it.” Soap then removes his hands from your hips and brings his arms up and under your knees and placing his hands behind your head, putting you in a full Nelson. “That’s right, look at Gaz while he teases that cute lil clit of yours babes yeah? Look at how my fat fucking cock stretches you nice and wide. Thaaaat’s right, yeah cum all on my cock.” Soap says, and you can’t help but spasm all over his cock again and on Gaz’s face as you cum.

Price watches all this happen sitting across from the couch, legs spread, smoking a cigar. He stands up, and starts approaching you, Soap, and Gaz.

“Well, well, what a fuckin show. But I think it’s my turn hm? Whaddya say bunny?” He says lifting your chin up from the position Gaz and Soap had you in, taking another drag of his cigar while Simon watches not too far away with his leaking cock in his hand.

“C’mon, you two have had your fun.” Price says to Soap and Gaz. He then sits next to Soap and pulls you onto his lap, away from the two men, and Simon moves to stand behind the couch next to Price.

“What a contrast. You completely naked and us fully clothed. So fuckin hot.” Price says while he grinds his clothed hard on against your bare dripping pussy, gripping your hips and pulling them down on his while he ruts his hips up, making you whine. “Wanna see that cute, pink little pussy of yours soak me through my fuckin pants.” He says as he continues his movements while you tip your head back and continue to grind down on him harder. “Uh uh look at me.” He says grabbing your jaw and yanking your head back down to look into his eyes. “You’re gonna fuckin look at me while you rub that tight little snatch on my thigh.” Price then lifts you so you’re straddling his thigh and he starts to move you back and forth again, the boys watching around you two on the couch in amusement.

“Whaddya think boys, do I let her cum again like this? Or on my cock.” Price says, takin a puff of his cigar and blowing the smoke back out at you. Simon then steps around the couch and sits next to you and Price. You’re now riding the Captain’s thigh while he grips your hip and smokes his cigar with Simon next to him on your left. Soap and Gaz are on Price’s other side to your right, all four men watching you like vultures on their prey.

“I think she’s been a good girl. Why not give her two cocks.” Simon says with a smirk in his deep, husky accent that makes you get impossibly wetter. “Whaddya say lovie?” Simon asks you as he tilts your chin to him while you’re still moving yourself on Price’s thigh, hands gripping on his thigh and his vest. You nod. “W- want you both. At the same time” you say, ironically a little embarrassed seeing you’ve already been ruined by the four big men in front of you.

Simon and Price look at each other and let out a teasing laugh at your desperate, pathetic sounding words. “Just can’t get enough can she?” Price says to Simon, then turning back to you. “You want more bunny? Hm? Want my cock in you while Simon fucks that pretty little mouth of yours?” You nod, lip between your teeth. “Ah ah use your words love.” Simon says. “Be a good girl and ask nicely.” You whine, embarrassed and intimidated by all the men’s eyes on you. “Need it. Need it please. Need it so bad.” You whimper out.

“Well, you heard the girl.” Price says smirking as he moves to take his thick cock out. He stands up and guides you to the side of the couch, while Simon scoots down to the arm rest you’re both standing by. Price kicks your feet out, spreading your legs as he grabs your hair and bends you over the arm rest of the couch, face directly above Simon’s leaking tip

“Spit on it.” Simon says, while Price starts to rub his cock back and forth against the folds of your cunt. You spit on Simon’s cock holding eye contact with him and give it a few pumps before wrapping your lips around it, sucking and giving it little innocent kitten licks. “Fuck keep looking at me like that and I’m not gonna be able to behave myself.” Simon says.

You smirk a little bit and Price starts to push into you, moving in slowly all the way to the hilt, turning your smirk into a cute little squeak, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “Holy shit. God you’re fuckin tight. Taking me so well and I’ve barely started.” Price says as he grips your hip and grabs your hair, guiding your movements on Simon’s cock. Your back is arched over the arm of the couch, tits pressed against Simon’s thigh while you suck him off, ass clapping against Price’s thighs while he thrusts into you.

Soap and Gaz watch, sitting on the floor across from the three of you making snarky remarks and amused little laughs while sharing a drink from Soap’s flask. Price starts to pick up his pace while Simon groans and throws his head back. “Fuckkk just like that bunny. God your pretty mouth was just made for sucking cock wasn’t it? Look so pretty like this.” Simon says. Price grips your hair and your hip harder, still pounding into you from behind, your ass making a clapping noise against him. “Mm fuck. Can feel you clenching around me so tight. Such a perfect, tight, cunt. Just sucking me in. Greedy little thing. Look at that fat ass just bouncing on my cock.” Price says through clenched teeth and gives your ass a slap, making you jump and let out a little noise.

You feel both men start to get close to their highs and you do too. “Fuck gonna cum.” Simon says as he begins to thrust his hips up to meet your mouth, starting to face fuck you. You gag around his cock, tears streaming down your cheeks due to Simon’s cock choking you and the pleasure of Price stretching you out from behind.

“Gonna cum gonna cum gonna cum-“ Simon says under his breath tilting his head all the way back. Price then takes advantage of Simon’s quietness to talk so fuckin nasty to you. “Fuck look at you. Taking two cocks at once, you fucking minx. Yeah that’s right, let Simon face fuck you pretty girl. Suck him real good. Squeezing me so- fuckin tight I’m- fuck I’m gonna fill you up. Gonna cum in this tiny little pussy yeah? That what you want? Yeah? Cum for us first baby. Wanna feel you throb around me.”

You moan around Simon and clench around Price as you cum for another time that night, losing count of how many releases you’ve had. You kick your legs out and roll your eyes back but Price moves his hand from your hair and presses your torso down, keeping you in place as he fucks you harder. Your moaning around Simon and the fluttering of your pussy was the final push over the edge for the both of them as both men cum inside you. Warm spurts of cum filling you from both ends.

“Oh f- fuckkk” Simon moans with a high pitched whine while Price doesn’t take his eyes off of where you two connect as he lets out a deep groan and a hushed “fuckkk” as he cums inside you. The three of you stay there for a second, then Price gently grabs your arms and lifts you up so your back is pressed against his front, still buried deep inside you. Simon sits there and watches as Price hoists you up and admires your tear stained, gorgeous, post-fuck face, all glowy and tired-looking from getting used. Price guides you back to the couch, grabbing a towel to clean you up while Simon gets you water and a blanket and wraps it around your shoulders. The four men sit with you on the couch taking care of you and making sure you’re okay.

Then Soap says with a cheeky smile:

“Looks like we got ourselves a new member on the team.”

[xrcs]

slight sub ushijima + slight femdom reader

authors note – mmm. i love ushijima sm. this boutta be some softcore shit jus to get started.

content warnings – first time (for ushijima). rawdogging. praise. choking. porn w/out a plot. creampie.

ushijima watched as your naked body towered over his. his whole face down to his neck tomato red. how could someone be this beautiful with or without clothes on? his eyes scanned your shape, it’s like you could practically see the hearts as his pupils.

“you ready? jus’ let me know if you’re uncomfortable with anything. i’ll stop if you want,” you whisper into the shell of his ear. your hot breath tickling his ear love made him shiver slightly. ushijima slowly nodded, indicating that he was ready. for you. the way your lips travelled down his body made him go crazy.

hands snaking down his torso, fingers tracing every crevice of his rock hard abs. sucking and nibbling ever so slightly on his collarbone. “fuh.. fuck,” ushijima huffed, his cock throbbing and leaking pre. all this kissing and licking is already enough to make him cum.

small hickeys form all over his neck and collarbone. he’s your canvas, decorating him with every touch you make. you watch as he lets out small moans and huffs from your attack on his body. shit, he’s never felt anything like this before.

“name, i want– want you now. please, give it to me. i’m ready to be in your embrace,” ushijima breathed impatiently, his brown eyes looking strongly into yours. fuck, you couldn’t even say no. you wanted to give him the best first time, no teasing. just pure love and tenderness.

“okay baby, i got you,” you say while you grab his cock, lining it up with your folds. you’ve honestly been waiting for this as much as him. slowly, you sit down on his cock fully. giving him and yourself a minute to adjust.

ushijimas’ eyes roll back as he felt your warm, gooey insides wrap around his cock. his shaky hands grabbing your hips, holding you down. it was taking everything in him not to just cum right there and then. “goddd. i’m so in love with you,”

you start to lift your body up, dragging your walls on his dick. his head falls back as he sighs in pleasure. sweat rolling down his body, muscles tensing up. even the stretch is making you feel so good. his lengthy cock hitting all the right spots.

“take control of me,” ushijima whispers softly, looking into your eyes lovingly. you moan as you bring your hand up to his thick neck. wrapping what you can around it while squeezing. you can feel his dick twitch inside of you. you heard him utter a little ‘yes’ under his breath.

he feels like he’s losing control by the second. your warm juices flowing down his cock and thighs. ushijimas’ hips slammed up into yours, making you choke out. ramming into your pussy at a fast pace, his eyes are hyper focused on your tits bouncing.

his strong arms wrap around your waist as he abuses your cunt.

“a-ah! shit, ushijima! so fuckin’ good, makin’ me so full,” you moan, making him ram into you swiftly. the way your pussy lips envelops his dick. you’re clenching him so hard that he might just nut. his animalistic groans reverberate throughout the room, clapping sounds becoming more intense.

“again,” he huffs.

“praise me– ngh moree,” his mind is becoming more and more muddled as he fucks into your sweet pussy. drool slips past his lips, all swollen and pretty. “hittin’ it so fuckin’ g– mmm good! good fuckin’ boy,” oh no. he’s getting really close.

you choke him once again, bringing him to the edge. “agh! shit, ‘m gonna cum so hard. you feel so gooood,” ushijima slurs, eyes rolling so far back into his head. his grip on your hips is so tight that it might leave a mark.

you also feel really close. the coil in your stomach might just snap. his balls tighten up, his thrusting comes to a stop. hot, white fluid coats your gummy walls as you feel yourself coming undone too.

small whimpers come out of ushijimas lips, mind all fuzzy and dumb. you two look at each other in pure joy and love. slipping his flaccid cock out of your pussy, his cum spurting out in globs.

you two don’t want to move. ushijima brings his lips to yours and utters three special words..

“i love you,”

XRCS 2023

[visionarymode]

Plenty of Time

✧ warnings: smut, language, 18+

✧ pairing: jey uso x female reader

✧ word count: 1,548

“Baby…” he mumbled in her ear before nibbling her earlobe. She stirred in her sleep and a little moan escaped her as he circled his tongue on her neck. He traveled back up to her lips to plant a sloppy yet passionate kiss. 

“Mmmmm,” she hummed. 

“Wake yo pretty ass up,” he cooed in her ear leaving little kisses on her shoulder.

“5 more minutes,” she muttered. 

“That’s it? That’s plenty of time,” he softly stated, rubbing his hand over her ass that peeked out of her gray booty shorts. He slowly got up from her side to get on top of her, catching a small smile form at her lips. He moved her hip to the left so she was entirely on her back but she kept her eyes closed.

“Oh you still sleeping huh?” he asked against her lips, his chain dangling as it grazed her neck. 

“Mhm.” 

He pressed his warm soft lips to hers as she effortlessly kissed back. He lightly squeezed her cheeks with one hand to open her mouth wider, sliding his tongue in. She moaned as she gave it a nice and slow suck feeling the bulge in his boxers press against her. She wrapped one arm around his neck to pull him closer with the other lightly pulling at his hair. 

“Look who’s awake now,” he teased rubbing his hand up and down her leg that was wrapped around his waist. 

“Not me…” she sighed sarcastically refusing to meet his eyes so he could continue his little teasing. 

“Damn…I’m not hittin’ the right spots then.” He glided his tongue over her neck once more to suck on her weak spot for a good minute creating a little purple hickey. He did the same to the other side of her neck causing her back to slightly arch from his wet & warm needy tongue. 

“Fuuuuck,” she softly moaned running her hand through his hair while he slightly bruised her skin. 

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty baby,” he whispered watching her bite her lip as he lifted her cropped tank revealing her breasts. He grabbed them with both his hands giving them a little squeeze before slithering his tongue between them up her neck and back to her lips giving her a hungrier kiss. He returned back down and her skin tingled as his grillz grazed her nipple before giving it a lick. 

“Jey…” she softly moaned. 

“Yeah baby?” he asked rubbing his thumb over her other nipple. He looked up to see her licking her lips in awe watching him work his mouth on her body. 

“Say my name again…” he pressed her. He kept his eyes on her as he stuck out his thick tongue to give it a slow lick. 

“Mmmm…Jey” she moaned shutting her eyes again from the pleasure. 

“Mmmm sounds so sexy when you moan it like that.” He flicked his tongue at a faster pace giving her nipple one last aggressive sloppy suck as it loudly popped out his mouth. 

“Gonna sound sexier when I’m all up in this pussy,” he growled in her ear. He left kisses down her stomach, wrapping his fingers around the band of her shorts taking his time pulling them off her. 

“Whatchu want for breakfast? A…” he asked leaving a wet kiss on her left inner thigh causing her to to sharply inhale from the contact. 

“B…” he taunted again as he twirled his tongue on her right inner thigh. 

“or C…” he ran his tongue over her damp panties, grabbing the laced hem with his teeth once he reached the top of them. 

“C. C. fucking C…” she whined in frustration wrapping her thighs around his head. He chuckled with her panties still in his mouth as he dragged them off her. She bit her lip watching her white lace panties held between his teeth as he rubbed his hands up her thighs till that chain dangled above her again.

“Go ‘head and turn that pretty ass around for me,” he whispered in her ear. 

She quickly obliged arching her back as her ass naturally angled up towards him. He took her panties out of his mouth and tossed them to the side as he ran his palms over both cheeks, aggressively squeezing them as he hummed in admiration. 

“You play too much baby…” she muttered using her hands to raise her upper body.

“Nah…you just impatient. Get back down.” He ran his hand down her lower back to her neck to meet her face with the sheets again. 

“I do what I want…” he slipped his two middle fingers in his mouth, a string of spit following them as he pulled them back out. He slowly ran them along her entrance opening her folds. 

“When I want…because this pussy is mine,” he whispered against her lower lips causing her to shudder from the cool air that fell from his mouth. He flattened his tongue along her entrance before flicking it up and down at a steady pace to savor every inch of her. She let out a shaky breath as he picked up the pace, his tongue sloppily lapping at an unrelenting tempo. 

“Whose pussy is this?” he asked gripping her ass more aggressively while he teased his middle fingers along her entrance again. 

“Uhhhhh fuck,” she cried out as he slipped them inside, pumping at a slow torturous pace that strengthened her grip on the sheets. He smacked her ass causing her to gasp from the painful yet pleasureful contact. He gently grabbed a handful of her hair to pull her up against his body.

“Who’s pussy is this?” he growled in her ear wrapping his hand around her neck. The sloppy sloshes of his finger fucking got louder as he was knuckles deep inside of her. He swirled his tongue around her earlobe before biting it to urging her to answer. 

“Yours…it’s yours daddy,” she moaned. He felt her pulsating around his fingers and knew she was on the verge of cumming as her high-pitched moans became more frequent. He slowly pulled his fingers out and flipped her on her back causing her to yelp from the abrupt halt to her impending orgasm. 

“What the fuck-“ he cut her off to grab her throat and slipped his tongue in her mouth as she reluctantly kissed back. 

“I want you to cum in my mouth…” he mumbled against her lips, taking his soaked fingers that were inside of her seconds ago against his tongue to suck them off. He pulled her to the edge of the bed by her ankles and rolled her over like a pretzel so her knees were touching her shoulders. He licked his lips and spit in her pussy as he kept his eyes on her. He spread it up and down her entrance with his two fingers as he separated her folds to dig his tongue into her hole. 

“Mmmmm…my goooood,” her moans blared through the room as he thrust his tongue in and out. He took her thighs and placed them on top of his shoulders continuing to feast on her. She felt heat rush all over her body as he simultaneously buried his face between her thighs to slurp her up recklessly, feeling the hairs on his beard send additional tingles along her skin. 

“My girl taste so fuckin’ good,” he groaned as her fingers enclosed in his hair to assist her grind on his mouth, feeling her climax intensify. 

“Fuuuuuuck Jey,” she cried out. He kept a steady intent gaze on her as she was overwhelmed with satisfaction. He used his thumb to massage her clit in circles as he furiously made out with her pussy, holding her in place as her legs started to shake from the shockwaves taking over her body. She felt her heart pounding out of her chest as her eyes fluttered and mouth fell open as his tongue continued its insatiable invasion. They moaned in unison as she came in his mouth. He continued hungrily lapping his tongue swallowing every ounce of her nectar till she came down from her euphoric high. She panted loudly as her chest heaved from her ongoing screaming. Her eyes followed his as he stood up to run his hand over his soaked beard. 

“Holy…shit.” she breathed out watching him flash a big grin at her. 

“Woke you up didn’t I? They don’t call me ucey jucey for nothing,” he said as he rubbed his hands together. 

“I can’t stand you,” she giggled as he crawled to her to lay beside her. He furrowed his brows pulling her leg across his waist. 

“That’s not what you said a couple seconds ago. Yeeeeees jey….fuck jey,” he ran his hands all over her body as he mocked her high pitched moans. 

“Okay, you know what?” she scoffed as she turned to straddle his lap. 

“Let me put you in my mouth and see how much you like it…” she whispered against his lips as she let herself grind against his bulge. He grabbed her ass with both hands to deepen her grind. Her mouth fell open from the contact and he took that opportunity to slide his tongue down her throat. 

“Go ahead and show me then…we got plenty of time.” 

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[kpopscruggles]

I was thinking of a sixsome with TXT oh my god imagine 5 beautiful, tall men… 😭 oh god sososkskskswo

STAGPFNNSNSNDNDNDMNEBD

a sixsome with txt would probably make my life complete!!

For starters!!!!! Soobin hittin first, he doesn’t give two fucks what anyone has too bitch ab or say, he’s going first and he’s gonna make such an impression that he’s gonna b sneaky enough too ask you “who did better?” At the end and he knows your gonna say it’s him

Yeonjun is the eater!!!! He’s got the mouth and knows it, he’s gonna be focused on your clit the whole time!!! Swirling his tongue against it while telling Kai too make sure he fucks you good because you deserve it!!! Or licking your nipples and telling you too give him a kiss every once in a while!!! He’s also there too 100% talk you through your orgasm

Since we halfway on the topic! Kai’s following in soobin footsteps!!! He beating your shit up! I can definitely see him growing whiney just a tiny bit because your hole is already swollen and filled with cum from soobin that he’ll immediately feel overstimulated

TAEHYUN!!!!HES UGHHH- anyway he’s definitely having you choke on his cock, he’s there too feel you moan around him while your being fucked, and every time he’s close he’ll either tell you too stick your tongue out or he’ll cum on your chest (Yeonjun might lick it up if you like it filthy like that)

Gyu is the one holding the lil camera in his hand while letting you jack him off, he’ll have small chuckles leaving him cause he’ll praise you about how good you are for them or he’ll say your a filthy slut having cum painted all over you

[dlscenarios]

Diavolo x afab!Reader SMUT | Obey Me

MDNI

Cw: AFAB Reader, Office Sex, Unprotected Sex, MINIMAL Plot, Dia calls Reader "Princess", Handjob (AFAB Receiving), Oral Sex (AFAB Receiving), Hittin' it from behind, Creampie

Barbatos guided you to the prince's office. Diavolo had texted you to come over and quickly ordered Barbatos to fetch you after you agreed. You fidgeted with your fingers as the demon escorted you; you were silently praying that he didn't know the dirty things his master texted you mere moments ago.

You and Diavolo had started seeing each other a few months into the transfer program. The brothers were none the wiser, not even Lucifer knew. However, Barbatos was a big mystery. You hid the secret well, but has Diavolo? Would Barbatos even tell you if he knew?

Barbatos stopped in front of the large door to Diavolo's office. He knocked. "My lord, Y/N is here."

Barbatos opened the door just enough to let you in and swiftly closed it behind you. Diavolo sat at his desk with a grin.

"Come here, princess." He spoke, pushing his chair away from his desk. As you approached, his hand pat his thigh, signaling for you to sit on his lap. You straddled him and slinked your arms around him. His golden eyes studied you. Every time you spent these moments together, he became even more enamored by you. He never thought the transfer program would lead to the prince finding such an enchanting human.

His large hands rested at your hips as you ran your fingers through his hair. You giggled after noticing his loving gaze.

"What's with that look?"

His hand gently squeezed you. "You're so beautiful." He brought you closer to kiss your cheek. "I don't deserve you~"

He began to kiss your neck, nuzzling into you as you replied with your hand on the back of his head. "Don't say that. If anything, I don't deserve you. You're literally royalty."

He left your neck to cup your cheek. "My status has nothing to do with this. I'm not the one who made pacts with the seven strongest rulers in the Devildom. I'm not the one who has natural charm. You've managed to become friends with the strangest of people. You have a gift, my dear."

He guided you down into a kiss. You melted into him as one of his hands moved up your back, holding you close. Your hand tugged at his red hair as you deepened the kiss. Diavolo groaned, his own hand trailing down to rest on your ass. You parted from his lips to nip at his neck. Your hands trickled down his chest while his larger ones went under your shirt, blisteringly hot palms became stagnant on your back.

You rose from his neck and hungrily kissed him again. Before long, Diavolo's grip on you tightened, picking you up with ease. He stood and gently placed you on your back onto the desk in front of him. This time, he ended the kiss, slowly pushing your shirt higher to expose your bra. He cupped your breast as he trailed kisses down from your cheek, your neck, to your stomach. He slid your bottoms down to kiss your thigh, his hand cupping your clothed pussy. He slowly teased you as his glittering eyes met your face, enjoying the tiny sounds you made and the pleading look on your face.

His fingers hooked the band of your underwear and pulled them down. Diavolo grabbed you by the hips to pull you closer to him. He placed a soft kiss to your clit, studying your expression before kitten-licking the nub. Your leg draped over his shoulder as his tongue slowly dived into you. You always tasted so sweet - so enticing - to him. He will never get enough.

He sucked at your arousal like he was in love with you. Maybe he was, you didn't know. He was always so gentle with your body, but it never failed to leave both of you satisfied and willing for more.

With a final, sticky kiss to your clit, Diavolo stood to tower over you. He kissed your upper lips again, thumb rubbing your cheek softly. He rested forehead against yours with a smile.

"Always such a good human for me~" He cooed. You returned his grin and tugged at his shirt.

"Please take me, Dia." You whispered.

"Anything for you, darling." He pecked your forehead before getting off of you, undoing his belt. His gaze momentarily shifted to you. "I want you ass up, princess."

You hastily slid into position while he freed his erection. Your feet were planted on the ground as Diavolo eased into you. He was huge, that was a given, but he always did everything he could to make sure he never hurt you. He moaned out a low "fuck" after he was fully in. If your R.A.D. profile didn't say otherwise, the prince would have sworn that you were an angel. You always felt like heaven.

Diavolo's larger hand covered your splayed out one on the desk. His fingers curled in between yours to hold your hand before he began to shallowly thrust into you. Your skin smacked together as he gradually quickened his pace. The tip of his cock hit deep inside you as you moaned, tightening around him.

He never let go of your hand, his free one resting on your stomach as he fucked you. Your legs were beginning to feel weak. It was becoming hard to stay standing as your other hand tightly gripped the desk, nails digging into the wood. The hand on your stomach slid down to play with your clit. You moaned loudly, trying to keep your legs from giving out. Your upper body felt heavy as you put your full weight onto the desk.

"Dia...Babe!" You cried out before you felt a burning pleasure wash through you in waves. You whined as Diavolo's hand moved from your clit to your hips. You slowly came down from your orgasm as he thrusted a few more times, finally spilling into you with a husky groan.

The two of you panted as you both stilled. The hand that was gripping the desk came up to rest beside your head. Diavolo finally let go of your other one to carefully pull out of you, staying close by in case your legs gave out.

He bounced back quicker than you, pulling out a few tissues from a desk drawer. He silently cleaned your bodies while you regained your strength. Diavolo was fixing his clothing when you finally hauled yourself off of the desk, holding onto the edge to stabilize yourself. The demon prince smirked and gently pecked your head.

The pretty little exchange student was all his.

[bleach-your-panties]

matched sexual energy - rindou haitani🩶

🩶relationship drabble collection - valentine event. minors, blank, ageless, dni

🩶that mf be hittin them gd splits don't he LOL. fem reader.

🩶cw: oral (f!receiving), dirty talk, sexual intercourse implied

🩶dividers by @/cafekitsune

🩶wc: 707

You were lying in your bed waiting for Rindou to get out of his meeting since he'd texted you earlier and said that he was coming over.

----

The two of you had met in the most mundane of places - the grocery store.

He had a basket full of liquour and cigarettes, which was odd, but you didn't question it.

You rang him up quickly and he slipped you a black card, making your eyes widen slightly before you took it from his gloved hand and stuck it in the reader.

"Have a wonderful day."

"You too, sweetheart."

You weren't expecting him to say that, and he seemed to notice it since he sent you a smirk from his peripheral before grabbing his bags and exiting the store.

----

You ran into Rindou at that store quite a few times after that, until he finally asked for your number.

It wasn't until later that you found out that he was in a gang, but that didn't deter you from seeing him whenever he called for you.

"What's up, baby?" He called as he stepped inside your apartment. He used his key to get in, which made sense since he was paying for it.

"Hi Rinnie..." You cooed sweetly once his slim figure slipped through your bedroom door. Rindou grinned at you.

"Why are you hiding underneath the covers? Don't tell me you're getting shy on me, baby girl?"

He began unbuttoning his uniform jacket as he strode over to you.

With a small shake of your head, you threw back the covers revealing your nude body, which is exactly how he instructed you to be.

"I never met a girl like you, baby. Always so fucking ready for me to come and ruin you.." He gripped your jaw and tilted your head up to look into his shining, violet eyes.

"Never have to ask you twice, you always know exactly what I need from you." You smiled and seductively bit down on your bottom lip, causing him to lean in and press his lips against yours.

His three-toned hair brushed against your forehead and you brought your hands up to run your fingers through it.

After a few minutes, he pulled away from the kiss with a thick string of saliva connecting your lips and shook your head side to side.

"I know. You want to freak in the morning and freak in the evening; I think I've got the schedule figured out by now, Rinnie. You know you can come see me anytime because you always know just what to do."

"Mhmm, I know what to do, baby?" He rolled his eyes, but he was smiling.

Rindou then began taking off his watch, glasses, and rings to set them on your bedside table when you grabbed his hand to stop him.

"Leave them on, Rin. Want to feel them wrapped around my neck tonight." He let out a little chuckle and squinted his eyes at you.

"Freaky ass girl."

He grabbed your thighs and dug his fingers in, knowing that the rings would leave indents. That's just how he liked it; they had his initials engraved on them, which meant in turn they'd be engraved on you.

"Oh fuck, Rin!" You moaned as he began licking you in earnest, his face completely buried between your spread thighs.

He stayed down there for a good twenty minutes, just licking you out until you came into his mouth, twice.

"Good thing I took my glasses off." He brought his hand up to wipe his cheeks and nose from from where you had squirted on him.

"God, you're so sexy, Rin." You moaned as you came down from your orgasm. The tattoos on his neck and torso always turned you on so much.

"Yeah, baby? You think I'm sexy?"

"So sexy, Rinnie." You gave him that signature pouty look that you know drives his crazy.

"Fuck, turn over for me. Arch that back, gunna put this dick inside you now."

You and Rindou went well into the night, switching between multiple positions and just fucking each other's brains out.

He'd always keep coming back to you because no one could keep up with his sexual appetite the way that you could.

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If you know exactly what I wanna do, then Imma give the business to you

0:00•---------------4:13

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the business - yung berg ft. casha

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[neppttune]

𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐈 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 | kny demons

↳ ⭒ warnings: heavy nsfw

↳ ⭒ synopsis:

I’ll be hittin' all the spots that you ain't even know was there

彡kibitsuji m

⋆ oh your in for a rough night. or day. or whenever a demon had sex with their s/o

⋆ his penis is inside of you. at all times

⋆ it will just be some classic rough -ly aggressive yet passionate sex

⋆ ok so context on the 'passionate' part, muzan does love you absoluetly, but he's also a narcissist w a god complex

⋆ definitely teases you in a few ways, whether is be teasing your needy hole with the head of his cock, or thrusting in only the head and stopping fully

⋆ will make you beg for his cock on some days, or will be extra sweet and give to u raw (lmao)

⋆ his cock is definitely 7-8 inches though im sure he can shapeshift a bigger one

⋆ he uses his tentacle-like appendages on you sometimes

⋆ you brought up the idea in your mind and thought well i should ask

⋆ he just stared, blinked, and said "...okay."

⋆ may or may not deny your release. for as long as he wants until your crying, legs shaking, and screaming and begging.

⋆ maybe then he'll consider it

⋆ god this man is fine

⋆ if he's having a bad day, the anal/vaginal sex is rougher than rough or he'll command more than ask you to suck him off and deepthroat him.

⋆ sometimes if he's busy and he can tell when your horny, he'll sit you on his lap while he rubs your clit with no breaks

彡kokushibou

⋆ his loads are large for starters

⋆ his favorite thing to do with you is have his head between your legs, what fun!

⋆ ride his face/throat fuck him, he likes it

⋆ its a reward when you ejaculate to him, and will clean it all up happily.

⋆ i think he'd enjoy praise a lot due to his inferior complex unfortunately

⋆ maybe even a small breeding kink wink wink

⋆ i dunno the thought of you being responsible for and baring his children makes him go brrr

⋆ low grunts when hes close only because his pride is a little too big even though this contradicts what i just said to make any sounds.

⋆ at least one pair of eyes are closed during the devil's tango because like

⋆ hes PACKINGGGGG- its long and painful with quite some girth to it :) maybe 8-9 inches

⋆ im sure he has his bad days as we all do and will raw dog your ass

⋆ but its okay because he makes sure not to make it too-too bad.

⋆ just his hips snapping back towards your sopping cunt as soon as they come back.

彡douma

⋆ very much a masochist

⋆ dom

⋆ like i imagine you biting him and he cums right then and there maybe

⋆ selfish and a sadist so...

⋆ once in a while he may be nice

⋆ nice, as in overstimulation

⋆ the stamina of course is * out of this world *

⋆ will purposely leave a fat load of hickeys on you everywhere for all his followers to see

⋆ he'd either be very closed off and not into exhibitionism; he’s selfish, or douma would want his followers to watch and praise you the same they do him

⋆ enjoys praise a lot because he's been praised since he was born (literally)

⋆ really enjoys giving you head as a warm up

⋆ the pace is dramatically fast and rough some days, or he is very sensual and slow

⋆ high sex drive- he never felt genuine emotions so when he fucks you or makes love he becomes addicted

⋆ speaking of which there is a clear difference than when he is fucking and making love to him, even if you sometimes cannot tell. to him there is

⋆ he likes to inflict tiny nicks on your neck and lick up the blood uh okay

⋆ its big i have no proof but ik it is

彡akaza

⋆ cock warming is his favorite btw

⋆ he's either very mean, or if you have a vagina and identify as a woman he praises your entire existence

⋆ im sorry he's an extreme philogynist

⋆ although he really enjoys overstimulating you, he feels like its an extreme sport

⋆ he likes watching you cry and whine and beg for him

⋆ he calls you pretty girl

⋆ if you identify as a male, he's extremely degrading

⋆ name calling, spitting in your mouth, you name it

彡gyūtarō

⋆ extremely insecure about almost everything (other than his strength)

⋆ regardless of if you were a demon or not, he's always asking if it feels good (he's insecure about his size as well)

⋆ aware of his strength so ^

⋆ lots and lots of gentle kisses

⋆ favorite position being missionary, he just like seeing your face

⋆ always close to you whining in your ear while

⋆ he rests his head on your shoulder when he gets close and his hips start to stutter

⋆ thoroughly enjoys praise, even if he doesn't believe it and just thinks its a sick joke

彡daki

⋆ shes a big bully

⋆ switch

⋆ suffocates you in her breasts

⋆ corruption kink all the way

⋆ she likes to tease you and poke fun at the blubbering whiny mess you've become

⋆ but if on the rare occasion she let's you dom her, she's the blubbering whiny mess

⋆ she doesn't like how she has to be nice and say please

彡enmu

⋆ doesnt care whats going on as long as your being pleasured

⋆ he enjoys eating you out a lot

⋆ extremely loud and whiny when you give him head

⋆ he really wants you to be loud because he wants people to hear, not even so they "know who you belong to" he's just like that

⋆ doesn't want anyone to see you just hear what they're missing

⋆ hes so whiny bro its adorable

⋆ "ah~ y/n you feel s-so good!"

my apologies for how short it got at the end i just wanted to put something out lmao

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[thugguzzler]

Lives down road from me. He's an arrogant, ignorant truck that hits licks with no shame. And yet, here He is in my Spank Bank getttin used.

[mrvenuspluto]

The 12 lustful experiences

She was a pulchritude looking breed, like no other. Her smell had me memorized. The way she put her love spell on me... Shit!. I would of thought she was a Scorpio... with all that seductiveness and deep passion. She whispered to me in my ear and told me how she needed it from the back while in the kitchen cooking stir fry! Im lifting, flipping ,smackin and grippin those thick thighs. next thing im eating rice and peppers off her ass while long stroking her then gave her mouth a taste of my yum yum sauce to compliment her meal. Hmmmmm! she gotta be a Taurus!. the way she ate it off my body and cooked a good ass dinner in the process. Something about a cancer Mmmmmm! the way she nurtures my Dick, keeps it warm, secure with her lil hands, very small mouth and delightful honeypot!. She loves the way i kiss it! lick it!, before i Beat it! then eat it like i need it, put my heart into it before i skeet it! look her in her eyes, tell her how much daddy needs it! then leave it!........... All wet like a Tsunami just crept through it. This crazy ass Scorpio had no limit to how deep her throat could go.......until she met me! use to have her ass gagging, coughing, choking, jaws locking up, mouth foaming, tapping out into she fooled me and learn me, scoped me, observed me, disected me then fooled me by finally throating me... WTF! after all those neck sessions she perfected it and swallowed all foot of me!. A scorpio determination is unmatched and priceless just like her head game!. Remember this flexiable Gemini, who could handstand for minutes at a time while sucking me like a blowpop! her favorite position was when i throw her lil ass up in the air and landed her on this fuckn dick head! then spin her lil ass around like a toppys spinny what eva you call it! pussy juice would be everywhere! she would get to ride on him for hours... called her Flexy Pussy!. I dont know what happened to miss Capricorn but she meant Business! with a capital B. I mean real business, she would show up dressed in her work attire, glasses, blouse, and work skirt. She would usually want to take control and tease me while she would slowly stroke my dick and watch me yearn for that wet dripping fat cat! as i would play along with her lil game, not this this time. Big Boss man showed up this time laid her sexy ass out and laid pipe on her ass, hit that cat in ever possible way until i put that pussy in a psych ward. Ohh thats where her lil ass is at till this day!. Met this loud ass Leo one day while she was getting out her red C - class benz. Ass just sittin up and proudful! me and her exchanged digets, next thing im hittin lioness all over the the 29th floor balcony! made her loud ass mouth hits notes while her pussy sang! tested those vocals! now she got daddy a new GLA - 250!

Her superficial ass was all in my grill! rubbing my chest, my chains and fresh drip!. The playa i was i let her lil ass get a dose of this kryptonite! she had a slim body, wide hips and smile that was bright, charm that was right, perfect ass that fit her height. Shit that had to be a lucky libra that was feeling me. What! i hit that poonany like a bad habit, face all against my jewels and shiny wrist band! while she kiss all over my royal ring. Then let her ass finish me off with sloppy neck through my amiri denims, splot !!! all over her fuckn face now you a superficial work of art. While getting treatment in the the hospital met this Virgo nurse that worked there. We conversed then she invited me to her house where she said she would heal me holistically. She wasnt lying she showed me her secret garden, let me taste her passion fruit, lick her nectar while consuming are her heal organic essence. Ive been healed ever since mmmm! I returned the favor and gave her some of my sleepy time meds, Here!!! open wide! say AHHH!!! left her belly full, mood good!!! and tucked her pussy in Goodnight! This unconventional pussy was right and tight!. The way she could squeeze me sooo tight with it and detach from it and squirt while bouncing up and down on my long ass dick while juggling my heavy loaded balls. She did this lil trick, made her tongue wrap around my dick head while stroking me with both hands, while drooling hella saliva all over him! she was very unique in her style and ways, no wonder they called the Aquarius water bearers! she lefted my ballls in a puddle. This long legged, thick thighed Sagittarius! use to love to grind on me while kissing my neck, i would grip her massive strong thighs, lift her up against the rocky mountains when we use to travel and meet each other on a trip, and have our escapades. I would travel deeeeep in that pussy exploring all her geographical locations and areas. Had me searching and going on long journeys inside her foreign pussy to finally locate and hit that G spot without any GPS or maps hit a couple wrong turns hitting kidneys and lower intestines. Soon after back on road straight knowledge and adventurous digging and left her ass laid out on the jet black sand!. She would get into heated arguments just so i could snatch her lil ass up, fold her up and pound her life out! Dick all up in her chest! miss Aries smart mouth ain't saying shit now!. Every time she would try to fix her lips to say something smart i would add a inch of D up in that lil pussy! now she talking gibberish! then i put her lil spark out!. While in yoga class this smooth, silky, thin built, caramel big eyed Picses showed me why yoga class was so important for the mind, body, soul and also others things..... shit the next day she also showed what her feet do! laid me back on her mat, sat down in front of me stretched her legs out, stretched her pretty ass feet then spit all over her hands rubbed it all over the bottom of her feet then gave me the worlds best footjob! felt all her energy and nerve endings contributing towards my well being! then i touched all her chakras and penetrated her solar plexus and finished in her throat chakra! and shot the remaining balance all over her ajna now we soulfully intertwine and divine!

[squid-de]

DRACULA, THE COUNT — "I'm shivering different. This shit ain't nothing to me, man. I'm a black hound. I'm licking my wounds in the grass. We smoking opportunistic microorganisms. Smoking that Roustame Diodore south Advesperascit page-three girl deluxe cryptozoological protoplasmic kush. We smoking Col Do Ma Ma Daqua. I'm on twelve Pyrholidons, smoking on phasmatodean dick. We smoking that Boogie Street boogers? We snorting that good Franconigerian cavalry jibbies. They must have retrograde amnesia, they forgot that I'm *Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau*. That Pox pack hittin' that pussy smell, like a Coupris Kineema. We smoking shit in apricot faïence, blowing Her Innocence's bubbles. I'm sick in the head. I'm on them Coal City tic-tacs. I'm on them Yekokataa apple nibblers. I'm on them Tioumoutiri geronimos. I left my prybar in the lorry, I'll have to can-open them next time. I don't give a fuck if I go hobo. I don't need to see the hostel bill anyway. We s-- ...I'm high on twelve Dick Mullens looking to beat the viscous goo out of a fresh Puta peone. We smoking spirit bombs, you stupid piece of shit! I'll fucking eat your mind! Call that pussy the Coalition Government, 'cause I'm in this bitch, and I *can't get out*. Last guy who ran off on the precinct got choked out by some Fairweather T-500 gauntlets. The last thing he ever saw was the kinetic redistributors on them. Slowly faded into the pale, and I let the Angel of History take him. I need some Boogie Street boogers! Don't be shy girl, *I want to have fuck with you*. I'm shivering like Arno van Eyck. Bwee?! Welcome to the Apricot Suzerainty, bitch, open up! Guillaume le Million, I suck his cocaine out of another man's eyeballs. My hetero-sexual life partner a speedfreak, he look like Guillaume Bevy. You ain't seen ten centims in your life, bino! Reach for my wrist and you'll get turned into a Game Over. Y'all gotta stop playing with me, man. I threw the Filippian crown jewels at Le Petit Rat catacombs under Corpus Mundi. I have built 0.000% of Communism. This shit ain't *nothing* to me, man. Tied the SKULLS to the back of a motor carriage and dragged 'em around Rue de Saint Ghislaine for twenty-four hours. Motherfucker! Looked like a pinball goat after we was done with him. SKULLS wanted some initiative, blew up their entire tenement. I'm shivering like Franconegro. She drop that ass on me from an internally coherent angle, they thought I was Kras Mazov. Top-shelf pilsner, disrupted my infra-materialism. I have seen the March decree, I have seen *le Retour*. I was Jamrock shuffling for the Perikarnassian before you all even became an isola. This shit ain't nothing to me, you stupid piece of shit. Drive the Motorway South and you will *dither*. That pussy feel like Samaran butter. You think I care about this shit? Ask me if I care about this shit, 'cause I don't give a shit. If I had a reál for every time they said I gave a shit, I'd be broke, 'cause I don't give a shit. My ex-something look like Dolores Dei. I grooved so hard they thought I was Ostentatious Orchestrations. This shit ain't *nothing* to me, man, I'll pale-bomb you, you stupid piece of shit!"

[thatone-girly]

ON TOP

"i want you on top. i want you to find your favorite spot."

"𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄.", Savannah sighed to herself as she closed the door to her and her boyfriends shared loft. the smell of the brand new Jasmine and Lavender candles Savannah recently bought filled her nostrils as she stepped further into her home. she dropped her purse and her briefcase at the door before making her way down the hallway.

the faint sounds of Luther Vandross filled her ears as she walked closer and closer to the living room. as she stepped into the carpeted area. the familiar smell of cannabis filled her nostrils. she sighed once she saw the heavenly sight that sat upon her. her boyfriend, DeVante sat shirtless on the black suede couch with a lit blunt resting between his lips.

he was in a man spread, with his head resting on the back of the couch. his eyes were closed as he enjoyed the slow jams coming from the built in speakers connected to the television. his caramel, tattooed skin and gold hoop earrings glistened from the moon light coming into the living room from the ceiling to floor windows.

"De'?", Savannah called out softly. the males eyes opened slowly before his head lifted at the same pace. his blood shot red eyes looked up to see Savannah's standing in front of the huge windows. he put the blunt out on the ashtray that sat on the glass coffee table before standing off of the couch and pulling his sagging grey sweatpants up.

he licked his plump lips as he made his way over to his girlfriend. his long, slender arms snakes their way around her waist as he bent down, planting a firm kiss to her lips. "hey. how was ya' day, baby?", his deep, nasally voice filled Savannah's ears. he nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck as he pulled her body closer to his. Savannah damn near melted at the intimate contact the male provided.

"stressful.", she answered simply as her dainty, manicured hands found their way to his muscular arms. DeVante hummed before letting go of her. Savannah's eyes followed his tall frame intensely as he went and sat back on the couch. he sat back and lightly pushed his pelvis upward to get back into his comfortable man spread.

"come here. sit down and tell daddy about it." Savannah laughed and rolled her eyes but did as she was told and sat by De' on the couch. she reached down to take her shoes off, but was stopped by DeVante. "Nah, I got it. lemme get ya' shoes off, baby.", he spoke, his voice low and smooth. "you just lay back and relax." he softly pushed Savannah back onto the couch and took her feet into his lap. he removed her heels and began to massage her feet. "now tell me about ya' day."

♡︎♡︎♡︎

"wait, so she was mad that she plead guilty even though they had evidence that she did it? and she cussed you out?", DeVante asked in disbelief as Savannah told him one of the many bad experiences she had today. "yes, De'. i had to remember that i was in a court house cause if i wasn't, i would've daffy ducked her ass."

DeVante let out a deep chuckle as he continued to rub Savannah's feet. a comfortable silence fell over the pair as they let the slow music play in the background. DeVante rotated his thumbs on the soles of Savannah's feet, relieving pressure that was bothering her for the whole day. she released a soft moan and closed her eyes as DeVante worked his magic on her feet. "mm. De', that feels good, baby." a smirk took over DeVante's face before running his tongue over his bottom lip.

"you know what else would feel good?" Savannah opened her eyes and smirked, seeing De' looking down at her feet. "what?", she questioned. once again, a deep chuckle fell from DeVantes lips. He grabbed both of her ankles and gently put her feet on the ground. he then grabbed her hand and pulled her upper body up. pulling her onto his lap, he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. "me making you feel good.", DeVante spoke as he planted soft kissed up and down her neck.

"me hittin' ya spot while you scream my name." Savannah's breathing picked up as DeVante whispered dirty words in her ear. the husky tone in his voice plus his plump, soft lips moving up and down her neck made a pool form below. her left hand rested on his shoulder while her right hand rested on the back of his head. she bit down on her lip as small moans left her lips. "me makin' you cum over and over."

"De'", Savannah moaned as DeVante sucked on her neck, leaving a love bite. her fingers ran through his curls as his long, slender fingers maneuvered to her shirt. he began unbuttoning the small buttons that held her shirt together. "me havin' ya legs shakin' while you lay there whinin' and cryin'." continuing to unbutton her top, DeVante continued to whisper dirty statements in her ear.

"me makin' ya' toes curl and ya' eyes roll back." after finally getting her shirt unbuttoned, he softly pushed at the fabric and let it fall to the floor behind Savannah. after getting the shirt off, his large hands made their way down her back, sending shivers down her spine. "me makin' you scratch my back while you try ya' best not to be too loud." a louder moan fell from Savannah's lips as she felt DeVante palm her ass through her stretchy pencil skirt.

"me makin' you have to bite the pillow to keep you from screamin' and wakin' the neighbors up." DeVantes lips moved to her chest as he left love marks on the way. "take this off fa' me, baby.", DeVante said as he lightly tugged the fabric of Savannah's skirt. pulling away from her chest, DeVante lifted his hands from her hips and allowed her to stand up. Savannah began to take her skirt off, but was stopped.

"aht. turn around.", DeVante instructed Savannah. she smirked as she turned around and faced the huge windows of their shared apartment. hooking her thumbs into the hem of the skirt, she slowly pushed the article of clothing down her melanin legs. licking his lips, DeVante watched as Savannah teasingly bent over to push the skirt to her ankles. to his shock, he got an instant view of her full ass and wet pussy, revealing that she wasn't wearing panties. with a dark chuckle, DeVante reached out and grabbed Savannah's hips, pulling her towards him with her back still facing him.

his fingers reached up and unhooked her black lace bra and let it fall to the ground. he turned her around and pulled her back onto his lap. he wrapped his hand around her neck, but he wasn't choking her- yet. he pulled her down so her lips would meet his. the kiss was slow and passionate. DeVantes other hand rested on her thigh as she began to slowly grind her hips. DeVante released a groan into Savannah's mouth as the couples heavy breathing and slow kissing noises filled the room.

"keep doin' that, baby. just like that." Savannah listened to her man as she released a moan, feeling her clit rubbing against De's clothed shaft. "you wanna know what's gone happen tonight, Sav?", DeVante asked as his hazel eyes burned into her brown ones. Savannah nodded as she continued to grind her hips into his, receiving pleasure herself. "i want you on top to start off. and while you on top, i want you to find ya' spot.", DeVante rasped in Savannah's ear. releasing a moan, Savanna listened to the whole plan DeVante had for the night.

"when you find it, keep ridin' till you feel ya'self cummin'. you hear me, baby?" Savannah nodded again and closed her eyes, receiving a hard smack to her exposed ass. she let out a mid-volume moan at the harsh contact De's hand made with her skin. "keep them eyes open. keep 'em on me.", he demanded as Savannah's eyes shot open. "once you feel ya'self cummin', ima finish what you started. ima get on top, and once i get there, i ain't stoppin', ma."

Savannah released a small whine as DeVantes deep, husky voice guided her through their whole rendezvous before it even happened. "i'm not stoppin' till ya' legs shakin'. i'm not stoppin' till you screamin' my name and beggin' me to stop. and even then, i might not stop, baby.", he husked as he held a semi-tight grip on her hips. Savannah's eyebrows furrowed slightly as her and De' held their burning eye contact. she could feel herself coming to a finish from his eye contact and voice alone.

"now help daddy take his pants off so he can make you feel good." Savannah halted her pleasurable movements and assisted the male with removing his sweats and underwear. she climbed back onto his lap and leaned down to connect their lips. to make sure his dominance was still asserted, DeVante wrapped his hand around her neck again and added pressure, this time lightly choking her. with his other hand, he tapped her thigh, signaling her to lift up. she took the signal as De' used that same hand to grab his shaft.

rubbing the tip on her clit to tease her, DeVante smirked against Savannah's lips as she moaned into his mouth. after finally aligning himself with her entrance, Savannah slowly lowered herself onto his length. pulling away from the slow and sloppy kiss, Savannah let out a loud moan and threw her head back as she felt DeVante stretch her out. "fuck, De'!", she moaned as he slid deeper into her walls. DeVante bit his lip as he watched her reaction to his girth stretch her walls.

"look at that, baby. i already got you screamin' my name." with a whine falling from her lips, Savannah moved up and down slowly on his shaft to allow herself to get used to his size. DeVante groaned as he felt Savannah's walls fit him like a glove. his large hands rested on her thighs as he patiently waited for his girlfriend to adjust to his size. when she finally did, her pace picked up a bit.

"ohh, fuck!", Savannah moaned as she held on to DeVantes broad shoulders. her nails slightly dug into his shoulder blades as she bounced on his large shaft. she bit her lip at the euphoric feelings of his veins throbbing against her slick walls. "there you go. ride yo' dick, baby.", DeVante groaned out as his fingertips lightly dug into her thighs. trying her best to contain her moans, she bit her lip, but honestly, it was no use. DeVante had such daddy dick, didn't even have to be doing anything and he could make still her scream. he was literally just sitting there and he had Savannah damn near going crazy.

her eyes slightly rolled back before they closed completely. once again, her head fell back and her mouth hung open as sinful noises fell from her mouth. DeVante planted kisses up her neck and jawline before grabbing her neck again. "ride it till you lose it, baby. i got you." he pulled her lips into his and took control, shoving his tongue into her mouth.  Savannah struggled to kiss the man back as she felt his phallus getting closer and closer to her spot. their steamy and sloppy kiss was interrupted by a loud moan from Savannah. her movements halted as she breathed heavily. DeVante smirked, realizing that she had found her favorite spot.

"what's the matter, baby? it feels too good?", he teased with a smirk as he tilted his head to the side. Savannah, who sat in the same squat position with her eyes closed just whined. "De', that's- that's..", Savannah stuttered over her words from the amount of pleasure she felt as DeVante sat deep inside of her walls. "that's ya' spot?", De' finished the statement for her making her nod quickly. if it was up to DeVante, once he had found her spot he would've kept going, but he told Savannah to get on top and find her spot, which she did.

"that spot right there?" Savannah let out a yelp of pleasure as DeVante thrusted his hips upward harshly. Savannah's eyes rolled back and so did her head as DeVante continued to thrust upward. "oh my -fuck, De'! right there!", Savannah moaned as she placed her hands on the back of the couch, holding herself up into a squat position. "right there? you like this?", DeVante teased as he continued to hit her spot with his upward thrust. his pace was quick and steady as his hips snapped upward into Savannah's.

"yes! yes! right there, fuck!", Savannah screamed out in pleasure. DeVante respect her wishes and kept his stroke the same to hit the same spot. "o-oh my fuckin' god! De', i'm finna cum!", Savannah warned as her eyes rolled back. "ride it out, baby.", DeVante said as he finally rested. ignoring the burning sensation in her legs, Savannah quickly began to bounce on DeVantes shaft again to ride out her orgasm. with her breathing heavy and beads of sweat forming along her hairline, she stared into her lovers hazel eyes as she felt her peak coming. her nails dug into the back of the couch as her stomach caved in. 

suddenly, her eyes rolled back into her head and her already sore legs gave out. her body got weaker by the second as she felt her orgasm rush through her. she sat in De's lap and breathed heavily as he watched her lose it right in front of him. her hands weakly ran down the man's arms as she felt her body began to fall backwards. DeVante quickly grabbed her forearms and pulled her back up right before she fell. keeping a hold on her arms, DeVante waited till she got it all out to check on her. "damn, you good?", he asked with a chuckle as he watched Savannah try to catch her breath.

she nodded as she finally regained her composure. her legs trembled slightly as she tiredly laid her head in the crook of his neck. "you tired, baby?" with another nod, Savannah wrapped her arms around his neck. he shook his head and laid her down on the couch. he began to kiss her neck, leaving more hickeys next to the ones he'd already left. "you remember what I said though, right? i said after you found ya' spot and you came, I was gone get on top", DeVante husked. Savannah wrapped her legs around the mans waist as he rubbed his hands up and down her thighs.

"i know you tired, but don't worry 'bout it, baby. daddy gone put you straight to sleep."

[totheinferno]

Okay, so you fellas chose music. I will give you two songs for now… tomorrow or the next day I will post more.

There is a YouTuber named “ Adams Avenue ”, he does mostly rap/metal-rap music from what I’ve seen. 3 years ago, he made a song called “ Ticci Toby ”, the song is obviously inspired by the character of the same name.

You can watch the lyrics video here!

For awhile this was his only Creepypasta related song… until 3 months ago. In April he released “ Eyeless Jack ” inspired by the character of the same name.

You can this one here!

Unfortunately no lyrics video has been posted yet, so here’s the full lyrics of Eyeless Jack if you wish to read it. And with that, if you enjoyed the music be sure to show Adams Avenue love.

“ They call me Eyeless Jack

I make that spinal crack

Now watch her eyes roll back until her lungs collapse

They call me Eyeless Jack

I make that spinal crack

Now watch her eyes roll back until her lungs collapse

And I can't see shit

My blade go tick, tick

Blood on my hands and there's blood on my fit

I do what I want and you get what you get

I'm feeling like God

You feeling like shit?

Bring the pain

I'm on that Novocain

I want a girl that slays, to stab me in my veins

Now we in the whip and I'm cutting you off

Eye's gonna drip for Chernobog

I do not exist, inside of this fog

Takin' yo bitch, now I'm breaking her jaw

Above the law, but I found a way that worked out

Hittin' licks in dessert town

Yeah, I'm a dick and I'm real proud

They call me Eyeless Jack

I make that spinal crack

Now watch her eyes roll back until her lungs collapse

They call me Eyeless Jack

I make that spinal crack

Now watch her eyes roll back until her lungs collapse

Around midnight, I woke up to see a truly horrific sight

I was staring face to face with a creature, in a black hoodie

And a dark blue mask with no nose or mouth

Staring down at me, staring down at me

This thing scared me the most

Was, it had, it had no eyes

Just empty sockets. ”

[thecameronchronicles]

On Your Knees For The Pope

TW: smut. Language. Dom!Pope. 

SUMMARY: Your bratty behavior has corrections only one man can make you obey to. 

WORD COUNT: 1500

REQUESTED

hittin you with an ask for when MM is over hehehhe. i'm literally DYEINGGG for a Pope fic where his gf always acts super bratty and everyone thinks she's just like that in the bedroom but Pope knows that she's his good girl who turns all soft and pliant the second she's in his arms. could def be headcannons with JJ and Rafe 2

On Your Knees For The Pope

"Are you mad at me?" You asked as Pope closed the door to the back bedroom of The Chateau behind you. His eyes void of any emotion but that pensive silence you saw him as he analyzed some textbook. Only when they rose to you, you recognized his intent. It made your thighs clench as you knew what you were in for. 

"Do you have any idea the shit that I deal with when you have your little attitudes?" He asked, calm and collected with mischief behind his soulful stare. 

"They don't think you can be a good girl...they think you're just a little brat..." He stood in front of you by the time this sentence broke, his thumb brushing your bottom lip until it parted from your top, as he fixated on the new opening. 

"But you're a good girl for me aren't you baby?" You nodded quickly, desperate to end the need making your panties stick to your sex. 

"You know how to apologize to me when I have to defend you for being so immature, don't you?" You nodded. 

"So then why the fuck are you not on your knees?" You watched him grin as you dropped and tore at his belt. 

"Slow down, baby...you don't know how much shit I got today...you're gonna take me nice and slow so I don't have to think about believing them..." You nodded, fingering the button holding his erection away, before popping it through the slit and watching him spring against your cheek. 

"Had a feeling you were gonna be a bad girl tonight...should have known with this little bikini..." He snapped the top against your shoulder. "I wanted to take your nipples between my teeth in that hot tub and use that jet between your thighs until you saw stars, but instead, I have to teach you a lesson..." You groaned at the idea. "And you know if you're my good girl that you'll get your reward, right, baby?" You bobbed your head. 

"Good. Now no more leniency. You've already had enough...show me how sorry you are..." You pressed the precum onto your lips, licking it away as you kept your eyes to him. 

"Fuck..." He breathed before you began at his head. 

The skillset required to blow Pope Hayward's cock was a mix of angles and pressure as he was too big to swallow whole. Your toes curled to how he felt tearing through your insides and making you come hard enough to squirt, but your oral capacity could only take so much. And he knew this. Which was why you crafted the seduction and torment he favored. The slow start. The growing suction. The play of his balls as he began to know how good you took him. The vulgar words that came from him being able to fuck your throat without you tapping you. And finally the release on your tongue, ass, or tits before he uses that very release as lubrication you didn't need before he made you stain whatever surface he used for stability. 

John B's bed being the latest victim. You could already envision how he'd make you shake. Your pussy throbbing at the idea of his tongue and teeth in unison. 

"Do. Not. Touch. Yourself." He warned between breaths as you groaned. 

"If you keep whining and it makes me come down your throat, you're little ass is gonna be sorry..." He took a grip to your hair and took himself as hard and deep as you could handle as punishment, before finally releasing you for breath. 

"You are such a good girl following orders...but I think you like being punished. Making a mess on the floor...wanting me to blow down your throat so you can ride me..." You nodded with a whimper. 

"Yeah?" 

"Please..."

"Baby...you need to learn a bit of patience...take me deeper..." You obliged until leaving crescents on his ass by the indents of your nails. 

"Shit, you look so fucking good looking up at me like that...you trying to make me come?" You nodded as he groaned, throwing his head back and threading your hair before popping you off of him. 

"Sit on the edge of the bed for me. Work on your clit...I want you dripping..." He ordered, pulling a chair to the edge of the bed. He pulled your ankles until your ass barely hung on the edge, your feet at his shoulders. 

"So fucking pretty...makes me want to consider  only letting you off with a warning..." You gasped as he set two fingers inside of you, bending them immediately. 

"Do. Not. Come."

"Fuck, Pope your fingers..."

"I know baby, you're swallowing them...look at this mess...shit..." He groaned, "How am I gonna explain this to John B?" 

"That you taught me a lesson?" He grinned. 

"Oh baby, I haven't even started yet..." Your back arched as his words felt like a strum to your clit. Back and forth, circular, and rushed. The build without sending your thighs to tremble as he moaned and licked his lips at the sight. 

"I don't want to edge you, baby...but it's been all weekend of hearing their shit...but you're gonna take it like my good girl, right?"

"Yes, I promise..."

"Good...so stop..." You set your hands away as he wrapped his teeth around your clit, rocking a grip back and forth as you winced. 

"Shit, you taste so good...you get to ride my face for one minute, but if you come, I'm slapping your ass until you cant fucking walk-" you groaned and gushed against him immediately. 

"Baby..."

"I tried!" Suddenly you were pulled up by your hair as his fingers were fucking hard into you. 

"Oh,.but you didn't try hard enough, did you?"

"Oh fuuuuck..." You moaned as he added a third finger. The unholy sounds were the only sound between your winces and his scoffs as you rode off the bed and into his hand. 

"You don't wanna listen...you're gonna learn how that feels..."

"It's too much!"

He pushed his palm to your clitoral hood, stimulating your nerves as his fingers were relentless. 

"Come on then, baby...give me another one...be a good girl and listen"

"Ahhh....POOOOOPPPPPPEEEEE!" You winced, working against him as he kicked the chair behind him and you gasped. 

"Again!" He growled as you gripped the sheets , swearing and embarrassed as he just made you squirt and was eager for more. 

"Come on,.you wanna be a brat and hold out on me, huh?"

"Fuck no...I wanna come..."

"Then do it again....right here...come on..." You shook and gasped. 

"That's a good girl." Another spurt. Another squirt. Another please unanswered. 

"Please...I'm sorry..."

"More..." He ordered as you shrieked. "Yes! Yes, just like that...fuck yeah..." He fisted himself as you came in his cock with the recent spray. 

"Finish...." You struggled to go on your knees, weak and feigning focus as you ached and throbbed. 

"Finish me." He ordered as you downed him. 

"Make me come fast and I might even let you get one more..." You hurried down his shaft, swirling and pumping until he stood and thrust the back of your head into the bed. One hand in your hair and the other on the sheets behind your as he bent himself for stability. 

"I'm close baby...just a little bit more..." You nodded before he moaned. 

"I'm gonna have enough to paint your entire fucking body if I wanted...but.since you didn't wanna listen, I'm stuffing your throat instead, my bad girl...my good girl who knows to swallow my cum, right?" You groaned as he pulled and tightened before sending each rope down your throat in perfect condition. 

"Good fucking girl..." You wiped your bottom lip before he moved to the bed. 

"You get one more because you listened and then you go apologize looking just like this..." You nodded before feeling his mouth between your legs. The synchronicity of his tongue and fingers had you barreling through your overstimulation and to that countless orgasms as it ripped through your nerves and only his face. 

Everyone thought Pope was as compliant as you were rebellious, unaware how it differed behind closed doors. But you would be lying if you said you didn't love it. And you'd also be lying if you said you didn't do it on purpose for him to treat you in a way he once shied away from. 

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The Donkey & The Ass (Rated T; alcohol)

Written to the advent calendar prompts of: - New horse, but it's a donkey - Lost and Found & "Care to explain how you ended up here in nothing but a union suit?"

- Sean encounters a very drunk Arthur Morgan riding into camp with a new friend, of sorts. Thank or curse @emmithar-blog and @danger-r-98-5 for the beautiful prompts they put into my advent. I adore them. 💕

Well if it weren't the most hootin' hollerin' hilarious thing that'd been seen in ages.

Right proper thing would've been offering a hand, a hat, or something of dignity, but Sean took pride in being anything but proper, so it was his hootin' and hollerin' that roused up camp the early hours of the morning.

And what inspired his being found all but rolling on the ground, holding his stomach because he were at real risk of laughing his breakfast up and out? The sight of Arthur bloody Morgan riding into camp, drunker than any skunk, half-fallen off a god-blessed donkey of all things, and wearing nothin' but his union suit. A step down from his birthday suit, but with it bein' a threadbare, worn-out thing, weren't much left to no imagination, if anyone were to catch his meanin' on that. And the man's humming some off-key song to top it all off, a serenade that no one needs to be hearin' at this early hour.

"What in th' fuck're y'doing, English?!" his wheezing demand, far and away from the cautious callout what'd challenge most on the approach to camp.

"M'riding in, dumbass," Arthur slurs as the donkey shuffles steadily forward. "What's it look like?"

The man's more than three sheets to the wind by his reckoning and Sean can hardly haul himself up from his arse where it landed in the dirt during the first guffaw. He manages with a mighty effort and grabs the donkey's bridle to halt the ride and the ass atop it from going no further.

"Sure y'are, King Arthur," Sean says agreeably, even as he moves to turn the donkey about to leave. "It's real cute, you thinkin' I'd let you tromp into camp when you ain't got a lick of sense left to ya."

Arthur's swipe at him nearly unhorses the man - though, reckon it'd be an un-donkeying with his steed being about as much a horse as Sean is . "What's real 'cute' is you thinkin' you got some sorta sway in it," he mutters with a chuckle at some slippery thought in his liquor-fogged head.

"Tell y'what, English," Sean says, taunts him even by the grin he bears. "Ye get this here donkey turned back around and into camp? I'll let ye be! But I'd put money on ye hittin' the ground 'fore anythin' more."

"He ain't Donkey!" The correction sees Arthur straighten up to his intimidatin' full height, no matter the lessened effect of it when it's done in his union suit, soaked in booze, and riding an ass. He blinks blearily and angles a glare at Sean what takes him two attempts to be within the same cardinal direction as him. "This here's Franklin. S'my good pal," he says, patting the donkey twice on the neck. "Been havin' some hard times, him. Mules're tryin' to take his work, so's… I bought him a drink." Arthur pauses, eyes unfocused as some recollection strikes him. "Well, I tried to buy 'im a drink, only them high society wannabes at the saloon said somethin' 'bout no donkeys allowed." He snorts, cries out indignantly. "No donkeys? What kinda hole-in-the-wall place says donkeys ain't allowed?"

The donkey - Franklin - brays and it's either in agreement, or annoyance that Sean clapped a hand down on his hindquarters to make him lurch forward and away from camp.

"S'right, Franklin!" Arthur leans over the donkey, arms laying lax on either side of his neck, and buries his face into his coat. "Yer a fine donkey, they don't deserve none of yer class, boy."

Sean watches as the pair amble onwards, the challenge of coming to camp forgotten. When they disappear into the predawn darkness, he hitches up his pants and nods, right pleased with himself. Turns back to his watch, only to near stumble into the face and person of John Marston - man what'd gone and manifested there while he was busy seein' to business. "Jay-sus, Marston, y'tryin' to stop me heart?!"

John's grin is grim, his wit dry as he replies. "You think I wouldn't've tried scaring you to death long ago if I'd thought it'd work?"

"Now don't be getting all sour, boy!" Sean admonishes, smoothing down his waistcoat, getting his scraps of dignity back. "It's unseemly and y'don't want to become ol' English, sourer than spoiled milk."

Reference to Arthur gets John's scrutiny off him and onto the indistinct shapes of the shadows beyond. "What was all that about?" he asks, nodding to where the donkey disappeared.

Sean scoffs. "Nothin' that the Irish Terrier couldn't handle!" he proudly proclaims. "Just Arthur bloody Morgan riding in on a donkey, drunker than a skunk and wearin' nothin' but his union suit, if you'd believe it!"

'Troubled' is how he describes the expression taking hold of Marston's face, followed quick by concern that's even faster drowned under irritation. "And that don't seem odd to you?" he asks, and it's a challenge by the sharpness of his tone.

"Morgan likes his alcohol and who'm I to be keepin' a man from the only passion he's got?" Sean keeps up the cheer, though he bristles some under the implications that he missed key details here. "Why's that got you up in a dander?"

John whistles sharp over his shoulder, Old Boy looking up and hauling himself about to trod towards them. "Arthur left here sober, on a damn horse, with his normal kit," he snaps out, grabbing at the reins to loop them over. He hauls himself up into the saddle. "Don't it seem odd to you that he'd come back with none of it?"

See, now that's a bit of sense that has Sean pausing, has him left standing in the proverbial dust as John rides hard past him to catch up to the wayward donkey. "I'm not sayin' you have a point, Marston!" he calls after him. "Just so's you know!"

Ehhhh, maybe he has a point. But it's a wee one and that's all Sean'll allow. Right? Right.