#hn moaning and groaning tag

[hockeynoses]

a wrenching, wet sneeze fills the tissue that's desperately pressed to their face. their voice is stuffy as they groan, "oh, this cold..."

[screampied]

the thought of being fucked full-nelson style by sukuna while sitting on his throne won’t leave my mind

☆ ໋𓈒 tags. fem! reader, tf! sukuna, full nelson, size diff + size kinks, dirty talk, unprotected, brēeding, mentions of tummy bulge, ( little one, princess, brat . . ) mdni.

“hn. how pathetic,” the notorious demon snickers, baring a single fang as he watches the tip of his swollen angered cock disappear between your runny folds. your thighs shook instantaneously, and he’s lazily slouched back on his throne. a bawled up fist rests near his chin as he watches you with crimson eyes filled of nothing but pure amusement and a mocking head tilt. “don’t make me fall asleep, now. you said you could take me ‘n you’re not even halfway in, princess.”

you bite the inside of your cheek at his playful taunts — so annoying, he just wouldn’t shut up. “ ‘m trying, ‘kuna,” you moan, the stretch of his throbbing cockhead making the center of your mouth salivate. the sleeves of his kimono were slightly ruffled from you tugging on it. he’s got the smuggest grin as your legs part themselves just a bit further. seconds go by before you sigh, slumping into his chest. “help me, ‘kuna. please.”

“so easy to give up,” he mumbles in a gruff tone, bringing one of his big hands to pat the back of your head. you lean into his touch, and as you’re so close to him—you’re engulfed by his natural loud musk. “finee,” he sharply adds, and you gasp once he turns your body around, positioning you in such a way. you’re still placed on his lap but he grabs both of your legs, pulling them upward. “i’ll help you, little one. now now, lie back ‘n allow your king to give you a nice ‘lil stretch.”

your mouth slightly drops, dramatically going agape once he restrains you in a safe manner . .

sukuna’s got you taking his heavy cock again, but this time, you feel the stretch reach everywhere.

he’s got two pairs of arms locking behind your head with the other two clinging onto your thighs. a few sharp nails dig into the fat of your skin, leaving a plethora of marks he’d want to kiss over later. “fuck,” he grunts, hearing the squelching whimpers of your sweet cunt. everything’s slow, it’s as if time stood still as you’re trying to take him. you swallow a lump near the back of your throat that seemed to be growing every second.

the demon sat underneath you was big—he liked pounding you ruthlessly in full nelson because more than anything, he loved seeing you stretched.

the dumb sounds you make, it rings through his ears. speaking of, he gets up close to the lobe of your ear, flicking his forked tongue against it. “s- sukuna,” you whine, and with a ‘pop’, you felt your ass grind right into his lap. already, he’s molding a tiny tummy bulge near the center of your stomach. he’s so deep, once he starts, it’s practically over for your limps. “ngh, ‘s big, ‘kuna.”

“keh, obviously. the perfect size for you, princess.” he groans, tightening his grip just a tad bit against your legs. a hand of his feels the bulging spot near the center of your tummy before he hums. “ ‘kuna’s riiiight fuckin’ here, brat.”

he’s got you in a secure lock. his arms felt warm, and through your blurred peripherals, you glance at his ancient cursed markings that paint all across his bulky, burly arms.

so big, you’re already drooling as you’re bouncing on his cock. the crushing compressing weight of both bodies—mainly yours, causes his throne to be more rickety. it’s whining and groaning out creaks each time your speed against his lap increases, and he’s practically treating you like a doll.

a porcelain doll he didn’t want to ever break.

at least, not yet. .

“fuckin’ nasty girl,” he huffs, one of his hands going toward your face. he smears a palm over your mouth, your pouring drool that streams from the corners of your lips landing on his hand. he’s got a wolfish smile, hearing your babbled whimpers get louder as he’s stretching you silly. “i spoil you too much, spoil this sloppy pussy too much too, hmph.”

“mmph. suku— sukunaaa,” your sweet stammers of moans grew more bouncy as you bucked your swiveling hips further onto him. it didn’t take long before your raw vocal chords start to die out, growing strained and weak. you dramatically elongate each syllable of his name that streams from your lips as his cock plummets into you full. the sweltering hot crown of his shaft kisses all around your gummy walls, reaching so deep that you’re practically yanking roughly on the edges of his silky kimono sleeve. “fuck, fuck, ‘m gonna cum, ‘kuna.”

a throaty chortle from sukuna makes your cunt twitch as he holds you upright — so cute, he’s so much bigger than you, merely dislocating your limbs with a few sets of his arms. he barely had to do anything and yet you were easily overpowered by his body. your mouth hangs open as he’s shoving such thick inches in and out of your slobbering pussy, coating his entire base with your cascading slick. “are you asking or are you just sayin’ y’r gonna cum, little one?”

the insides of your thighs were so sticky, already sticking together and you’re a babbling mess as his dick continues to make you stupid. “lemme cum please, ‘kuna. please, pretty please. stuffin’ me so full, fuuuck.”

“there’s those sweet manners,” he purrs in a husky tone—the back of his lips meets near your ear, giving it a soft peck as you continue to move. you feel a swarm of fluttering butterflies circle inside the pits of your tummy, but you knew that could also be the bulge of his cock constantly rutting deep into your clingy insides. “ah,” he snarls, his tip thrashing vigorously against a certain spongey spot. right there, you let off a sweet squeal as his sloppy thrusts start to punctuate again and again until your candied coated moans reverberate throughout the walls of his regal royal chambers. “fuckin’ shit,” he hisses, and as your hips continue to slam onto him, he’s realizing he’s coming close too.

your eyes were droopy as he’s still got you in such a lewd position — he’s so strong, proudly holding you up to where you’re just a doll bouncing on his cock. his throne remains wailing out moans of its own from the heavy masses of weight jerking on top of the furniture. he’s balls deep into your core, feeling how sweetly your cunt’s being massaged.

“c’mon, messy girl. give it t’ me then. make a sloppy mess on your king, princess,” and his sable-darkened nails gently scrape against your skin. it’s almost soothing, he’s got you in a tight safe chokehold hold and you’re basically chasing your own breath.

you whimper as his warm breaths tickle such a carnal itch in your brain. sukuna allows for you to bounce on him quicker and harder until eventually, your release came. your sweet little cry of finishing rapture was adorable—he hears how even after you’ve creamed all down his cock from the salacious skin slapping, your irregular breaths never falter. “ugh,” he grumbles, feeling his own release eventually match up as if it was right on cue. he bellows out a rough animalistic growl before he’s cummimg, shooting blanks. satiny ropes shoot into you, its balmy hot temperature making you gasp. it’s thick and slimy, pumping you full to the brim so good that it even leaks out.

he loosens his taut grip on your numb legs that were positioned in the air before he sighs—it’s still coming out, his angered tip was tucked inside your pussy as you’re just defeated, collapsed back on his chest.

“good girl,” he pants, hearing the erotic sloshes of his own cum continuing to spurt and ooze deep inside you. now, you’re an entire puddled mess. he creeps a broad open hand between your thighs, dragging a thumb down your slobbering slick to gather up a drop of his filthy dribbling cum. “my, my, look at thaaat,” he coos lowly, and you moan once he resumes, dragging a plump thumb down your sloppy cunt. a bit of his own mess soaks onto his finger before he brings it up to his mouth, lapping at your fresh juices, getting a taste himself. “mhm, she’s as sweetest as she’s ever been,” and you let off a gasp once another one of his palms rudely spanks your wet cunt.

“messy baby.”

[sleep-0-deprived]

Yandere Bully x Reader Nerd who is shy and clumsy but a freak in bed causing Yandere to have trouble walking the next day? And reader apologizes to them the next day.

Study sessions~! (Yandere bully x top nerd male reader) ૮ >⸝⸝⸝⸝< ა

WC:. 1.7k

Tags hair pulling, choking, spit as lube, bad prep(reader doesn’t prep him fully) degrading, spit usage, biting/marking nipple play (mainly pinching and pulling) back shots, no protection, creampies, forced feminization. ˚₊‧꒰ა❤︎໒꒱ ‧₊

A/N I didnt really know what kinks to use so I just chose a few of mine and tried to make it as nasty as I could and I also gave the Yandere a name but you can decide who it is! <33

School, that was personal hell for you. Perfect grades perfect credits and a perfect teachers pet reputation. All of that made you the perfect school target of jasper, and while he first started bullying you out of interest it delved much darker into obsession about you, behind closed doors on the other hand was a different story, you had him bent over the couch of his house or spread out in the bed of yours. In that setting you were the one in control, you liked that setting the best.

What was supposed to be a simple tutor session for the two of you turned to just be an excuse for you to have jaspers head in your pillows while you fuck him. “Hn- right there-!” A groan left jasper’s mouth but that didn’t detest you in the slightest “c’mon you little freak, you were so proud during English today?” You’d mock him leaving down right in his ear and jerk your hips forward dragging the tip of your cock along his inner walls.

“Oh- hm- [name]!~” jasper was in another state of bliss arching his back raising his ass up more for you while his eyes batted back and forth between thrusts “damn jasper, clenchin just like a pussy” your hand reaching forward gripping a hand full of his black locks pulling his head back to watch as your cock held his winking rim open, jaspers hole not having been prepped fully was burning from the sensation of nothing but his own spit as lube

“such a tight little cunt jasper, you let every guy get a fuck outta it?” You look down at him in the eye pressing your hips forward holding your cock right against his prostate and holding his head up by the hair to make him look at you as you fuck him. “Noo— just you!” His moans starting to sound like high pitched squeaks every time you thrusted into him “I’m havin a hard time believing that jasper” your hand loosened from his hair letting his face fall forward into the bed sheets as his rim spasmed around your cock.

“More, [name] please~” jasper croaked out while you re adjusted yourself leaning down right on top of him mounting him taking your hand off his hip reaching under him to start groping one of his pecs while biting at the nape of his neck giving it a little suck while your hips crashed against his ass cheeks. “Such perfect tits jasper, so small like they’re beggin fer me to touch em” you murmur against his neck leaving purple and red marks in your wake before biting a little harder right in the crook when you snap your hips forward driving your cock further into him.

“Fuck! Hng—“ a sharp gasp leaves jaspers mouth his hands reaching up gripping the head board slightly while your hips pound nailing him down into the meters making the head board creak reaching one hand back to hold your hair and tug at it holding your face in the side of his neck while you fuck him. “That’s it, you really like that huh? Yet pussy’s clamping real tight when I do this” you groan out heaving a little on top of him using your right hand to tug and pinch his nipple making jasper arch.

“I’m s’close [name]” jasper bites at the pillow fisting your hair tightly with his other hand on the head board “yeah, wanna cum?” You muffle your words chewing on the skin of his neck snaking your left hand down gripping the base of his cock before picking your pace up “yess, yes~!” Jasper nods quickly rutting his ass backwards into your groin desperate to get your cock inside him deeper while his gummy like walls contract around you “go on Jasper make a mess of yourself” you taunt giving his cock another harsh jerk in rhythm of your thrusts with your other hand gripping his pec tightly massaging it while your hips stutter and ground forward.

“Oh- ha—[name]~!” Jasper gasps out clenching his eyes shut tight and scrunching his nose up with his face into the pillow shuddering while his inner walls convulse around your shaft. “Spasming like an animal in heat Jasper—“ you huff into his neck licking up where you bit snapping your hips forward one more time gripping his cock tougher while it pulses and throbs beneath your fingers with his cock head no longer a pink color but a angry red while he shoots thin liquid ropes of sperm all over your bed sheets soiling the open splayed math book Jasper had out for your “study session”.

“Look at that pussy squirting!” Your hand letting his cock go but your right hand keeps groping his bed pinching the nipple before digging your nails into his pale skin. Your cock head assaulting his prostate over and over rubbing against his bundle of nerves just right before pulling your cock out of the obsessed male, “no—cum inside me~!” Jasper puffs his cheeks all disappointed and whiny when you pull out of him using your left hand to give your cock a few tugs aiming right on his ass cheeks making a slick mess of him “what a slut beggin for your cunt it get stuffed”

You mumble out taking your mouth off his neck with a slight grunt sitting back up getting off top of Jasper letting his now bruised pec go “not such a bully once you’ve been dicked down huh Jasper?-“ a sly grin creeps onto your face pulling his hand out of your hair and turning him over on his back “don’t think I-can take any m’ore” Jasper looks up at you lazily with his cock all soft and stuck to his thigh by his cum, “I think you can pretty boy” you murmur lifting his left thigh up hoisting it up on your hip. “Just hold on an take it good Jasper”

“Mh fuck—“ a hiss escapes jaspers mouth looking up at you as you use your left hand guiding your cock back to his rim pushing past the puffy ring of muscles “shh— that’s it~” you coo softly not giving mush of a time for him to get used to the sensation before you move your hands to either side of his head holding yourself up between his thighs again rolling your hips in a circular motion crashing back into him as his rim stretches wide around you greedily taking you in. “[name] F’me c’mon~” mewls leave jaspers mouth already back into a bliss with his thighs wrapping tight around your hips arching his back.

“Needy aren’t you” your hand moves from the bed sheets using one to wrap around his neck while you jackhammer your hips forward lightly choking Jasper just enough to make him feel dizzy “ah~ [name]” the moan leaves his lips softly drooling on himself looking up at you all fucked out with his cock hard again as his walls milk at your base.

“God you’re already fuckin close?” You huff on top of him your grip on his neck tightening picking up your force making the bed squeak with your hips bruising his ass cheeks from the force “hmm~” Jasper goes incoherent under you unable to speak between your choking and fucking making his eyes gloss up like a dolls, all love obsessed you could swear there are hearts in his pupils while he watches you on top of him.

“Fuck jasper, such a slutty cunt” you groan your hand slipping off his neck not caring about the red marks left behind as you grip his thighs tight thrusting erratically nearing your edge while your chest puffs full of air with your once pristine hair falling out of place from the sweaty mess you and Jasper are making between the sheets with your books and note pads long forgotten and spilled onto the floor.

“I-m bout to—“ Jasper cuts himself off croaking out weakly from being choked his voice scratchy feeling a heat in his lower abdomen with his legs pressed up into the head board of the head and his cock sandwiched between both of your stomachs making a sticky amount of pre cum while his cock swells up.

“That’s it jas” you look down for a moment pressing your sweaty forehead to his bitting at his bottom lip kissing him punctuating the kisses with your thrusts while Jasper grips your shoulders tightly holding onto you arching his back cumming on himself spilling on his stomach splattering on yours when your cock head pulses right against his sweet spot making his rim twitch around you tightening like a vice.

“[name], [name], [name]~” his voice rang through the room his lower body nearly bent in half under your weight only making you grumble fucking Jasper faster trying to reach your own high not caring about anything else as the pleasure dogs your head up “take it for me jas—“ a guttural groan left your lips while your hand on jaspers thighs weaken pumping your hips forward slowly spilling yourself inside him letting your semen coat his inner walls with the molten liquid.

“Are you alright Jasper?…” you ask softer catching your breath lost in a after glow on top of him blinking looking up at him with your cock half pulled out of his ass and your chin resting on his chest looking all concerned despite the rough treatment you have just given him. “I better not have a limp tomorrow or I’m beating your ass—“ Jasper growls out despite him loving it he had a reputation to keep and he couldn’t afford to be limping in front of his friends, specially not when he had a straight guy ruse going.

The next day seeming to come slower than anything you went about your normal routine in school, although anytime Jasper saw you he quickly looked away all red in the face and angrily walking with a limp with a few other muscular minions he had from the foot ball team. Poor Jasper couldn’t hardly make it through foot ball practice after the pounding his ass took last night.

Study hall came around jaspers friends all together at a table leaving you and him alone for the moment “I’m sorry I went to rough Jasper…” you whisper out with a little frown seeing the red and blue bite marks on his neck with a pink hand print on his Adam’s apple from yesterdays coupling. “It’s fine just shut up you smart ass” Jasper grumbles out acting tough and mean secretly giving your thigh a nudge with his knee letting your know he wasn’t really angry at you.

[mortyvongola2-0]

Day 3: Touchless Orgasm

Can't Help it

Pairing: Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Genre: Oneshot, smut, kinktober prompt

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: afab!reader, touchless orgasm, a lot of dirty talk, like a lot a lot of it, semipublic, oral sex (male receiving), dom Kakashi, very dom Kakashi I can't emphasize this enough, use of the word 'slut' but you know in the fun way, throat abuse, possessive behavior, dominance/submission, face fucking, voice kink, office blowjobs

A/N: Kinktober is a year round event right? Not just one month out of the year, right? Also, lemme know if you want to be apart of tagged list.

Read it on AO3

It was unfair, really. He knew what he did to you, how his voice could affect you. How he could get you to do almost anything with the promise of him. You whined, your thighs pressed together to try and get some friction against your weeping sex.

So unfair.

His chuckle, low and heavy with pleasure, made you whine around his cock again. Your jaw was stretched wide, drool escaped from the corners of your lips as you continued to take him as far into your mouth as your body allowed. Just having him in your mouth alone was enough to make you wet enough to soak through your clothes.

“Mm, you look so pretty like this,” his voice was breathy but firm, husky but more addictive to you than any drug or cigarette could be. “Slobbering all over my cock, under my desk, whining like you’re on edge from this alone.”

You closed your eyes, you would have shaken your head if you could have, but instead you swallowed more of him. The fat head hit the back of your throat and you fought against the gag that threatened to overtake you. You could feel your clit throb.

“Do you want to touch yourself?”

Gods, yes.

“To cum with my cock in your throat?” His hips thrust forward for emphasis, and you felt saliva slide further down your chin. You pulled back, taking him out of your throat before pushing him back in, trying to take him in even further. “What a cute little cock slut you are.”

His hands tugged at your hair, the minute amount of pain turning into a pleasant buzz in your pleasure-addled brain. You moaned against him, your hips moving on instinct. Your sex clenched around nothing. The delicious chuckle that left him was cut off by a sharp gasp as you attempted to swallow around him. You opened your eyes again, even as you felt them begin to tear up, to try to take in the sight of him with his head tossed back. Your hand began to reach down to slip beneath the waistband of your pants.

“Don’t,” he panted.

You blinked at him in confusion, vision blurred with unshed tears. He groaned, the hand that was in your hair tugged harder, forcing you to take him in up to the root, your nose pressed firmly against the silver locks at his base. You sputtered, the tears finally falling.

“Fuck,” he groaned again, hips moving minimally. “Don’t touch yourself,” he commanded.

A keen left your throat and vibrated around his shaft. You wanted to ask why, to demand he allow you that small relief, but instead you dragged your teeth against him as he pulled out until only the leaking tip remained on the back of your tongue.

“I know you don’t need it to cum.”

He began to thrust eagerly, fucking your face with abandon. “All you need is this,” both of his hands came down to hold your cheeks and caress your jaw. The noises that left your throat were lewd and wet, you could feel your pussy throb with desperation, and you spread your bent legs. “My cock, my- ah,” you closed your eyes again so you could focus on the sounds. His sounds. “My voice. You’re so easy, so depraved.”

His thumbs rubbed against the stretched corners of your lips. “I don’t even have to see your pretty little hole to know that it’s drooling more than your mouth. Hn,” his grip tightened on your face, and you humped the floor, feeling no relief from the increasing ache. “I’ll cum down your throat and tell you to cum and you will, because its my voice telling you to. Because you can’t resist me.”

You could feel your slick as it leaked against your thighs, could feel yourself suck him harder as your need grew. If only he was inside of you, ruining your insides like he was your throat. You needed Kakashi to pull you out from under his desk and bend you over and take you so thoroughly you wouldn’t be able to walk straight. The throbbing in your core grew as his groans increased and the abuse on your throat worsened. You were so turned on, it felt like you were being edged.

“You’ll swallow it all, every last drop, and leave my office with drool down your chin, your slick down your legs, and a belly full of my cum.”

A shiver crawled up your spine and your grip on his pant legs turned white knuckled. You felt close but torturously so. He was right, you were depraved. Your clit begged for any kind of stimulation, a single touch and you were sure you’d be gone. “Fuck, you like that, don’t you? You’re close, aren’t you?” You whined and he let out a humorless laugh. “Mmm, look at your hips moving on their own. So naughty, getting so worked up over having a cock in your mouth that you’re about to cum.”

A desperate whine left your throat.

“Go on,” he grunted, his own hips stuttering. “Cum, cum while I paint your throat.”

Kakashi let out a stuttering gasp and you felt the tension in your core release at the same instance his seed shot down your esophagus. It was hot and thick, some of it leaking out onto your tongue as you struggled to swallow while still cumming yourself. Your walls clenched around nothing, your clit ached with over sensitivity, and you could feel your fluids slide further down your skin and soak your clothes completely. It was an unsatisfactory orgasm that had left you twitching and achingly overstimulated.

“Mm, good girl.”

His fingers rubbed your stiff jaw gently as he pulled out, it made an ungodly wet schlop as he left your throat before leaving a wet trail against your lips. You closed your mouth when he was out, the tang of spend along your tongue as you struggled to get it all down. He’d cum so much.

“That’s it,” he muttered and rubbed his thumbs over your lips. “Swallow your reward.”

“P-please,” your voice was hoarse, tongue heavy, and throat thick with him. You needed him then more than ever before. “Kashi, please, fuck me.” “Hm, how can I deny a request like that from such pretty swollen lips?”

tagged list: @therantingfangirl @justmyownreality @hashira-mal

Previous Day || Next Day

|| Kinktober 2022 Masterlist ||

[shionszz]

LIFE WITH YOU.

Relationship: Leo Tsukinaga/fem!reader

Tags: Smut (+18), established relationship, foreplay, rough sex, kissing, body worship, pet names, might be OOC

Notes: um. yeah. Sorry for bad english and grammar guys, ALSO THIS IS LIKE MY FIRST FANFIC IN THE PAST TWO YEARS!! And it has to be smut can't help myself :p (I can't believe I suddenly pop out of nowhere with a smut, I apologize.) also, this isn't proofread.

Words: 2.1k

Warning!! What you about to read next is for mature audiences, by continuing, I do not responsible for what you read.

He slips the ring to my ring finger, sealing our fate together through the rich and poverty, the high and low we go through together from now on and forever till death separate us both.

Right now, I face a bigger problem.

That is… to survive our first night as a newlywed.

“U-ukh… Leo…” I groan as he bites my neck and shoulder, he already impatient from the after party. I grip onto his shoulders, trying to ground myself. “you’re so beautiful my muse…♪ or should I say my wive now, wahaha~” Leo grins as he moves on top of me, trapping me beneath him.

I gulp nervously, he laughs as he noticed I was nervous, he got closer to my ears, his breath fanning over it, “come on now~ don’t tell me my princess is nervous ♪” he smiles. That smile making him look even mature- his gaze lowered, his hand sneaks down to my shirt and the other placed on my hip, I shudder as I feel his warm hand slide up my skin.

Leo moves closer and kiss me passionately, his hand unclasp my bra and begin to knead my breast, I jerk up as his thumb starts playing with my nipple, “h-hhn-!” my moan is muffled by his lips, Leo took the opportunity to slip his tongue in and explore every crevices, each of his actions are calculated and with great precision, Leo took the lead without any doubt like a King he was once.

Leo part away to let me breath in doing so there’s a thin string of saliva as he back away, he looks at me with nothing but affection. “You’re so beautiful…♪” and lightly kiss my neck, I sigh “not fair… I want to give you affection too…” I pouted, he chuckles and grazed lightly my neck before kissing it, he looks at me again and brush aside hairs away from my face, “You being here is enough for me.” And then he kisses my forehead, move down to the tip of my nose, I chuckle a little as it was ticklish, he pecks my lips, he kisses me like he was worshiping me.

He moves my shirt up a little to expose my stomach and kiss it, his warm breath hits my stomach, my body twitch “Leoo that’s tickle…” “bear with it, my muse ♪” he grins, he then moves down to my lower body, Leo look up at me, his expression says it all but he asks anyway with soft voice, “may I?” I blushes as he asks, I nodded and cover my face with my arms, feeling embarrassed, he tuts “Use your words princess.” He pouted as he sees me covering my face away from his sight, Leo moved back up to be on eye level again, Leo remove my arms from my face and place it beside my head, “don’t hide yourself from me… let me sees all of you, okay~?” Leo kisses my earlobe, “okay…” I nodded, my face is pretty much flushed from all the kisses and intimate actions he’s doing to me.

He looks at me, expecting something… I tilted my head, confused a little as he wasn’t doing anything and just look at me, “what’s wrong?” I asks as I begin to worry, “your answer princess.” “o-oh-!” I feel more embarrassed, I cleared my throat, “Y-you can…” I cringe internally as I stutter, Leo laughs at my expression before giving me one more kiss on my lips before going down.

Leo removes my short, leaving me with just my underwear, Leo looks at me, waiting for another consent, I nodded once again, he smiles before removing it entirely, Leo place both of my legs on his shoulders, he starts to tease and plays with my clit, “hn…” I whimper at his fingertips grazing my labia, before teasing one finger to the opening “ha-!” I jerk up again, my hand reflex to grab his wrist to stop him, my face if full blown red.

Leo pouted, “don’t make me tie your wrists together…” his remove my hand from his wrist and resume, I tried to hold back by gripping to the pillow as he keeps ‘testing’. Leo finally pushes his index finger in slowly, I hold my breath as I feel a different sensation comes to me, “L-Leo- mmh…” I whimper as his finger teased my inner walls, he keeps his eyes solely on my face, the look he gives me and the fact he found my G-spot making me tighten up and moaned a bit harder, he felt this and smirk, “Oh~? You’re making it too easy to me, my dear...♪”

“Huff, it’s not my fau- hngh-!?” as I was about to answers, he prods in a second fingers inside, “Leo!” I gritted my teeth as I feel almost full because of his two fingers, “wahaha~♪ bet you like this more-!” he gives me a mischievous look, Leo cut me off again with him thrusting his fingers in and out my cunt, I moan and tighten up around him again, “ahaha! look how it keeps sucking my fingers in~” he teased me, “hrrmm~!” I whimper as his pace keeps getting faster and faster by the second.

Leo moves closer to my ears, “come on… come for me ♪” he whispers, Leo looks at me with hearts in his eyes, I hick and move my face to his shoulder as I can’t keep down my moan, “ah ah… don’t hide.” He tuts and push my head gently with his other unoccupied hand, I whine, I felt tears prick my eyes as I was nearing my release, he speeds up his pace, I close my thighs together before that happens, his hand that was on my cheek hold one of my thighs. I hick once again before clenching my eyes together as I moaned loudly, about to release.

“Leo…!” I moan his name as I tighten up even harder around his fingers as fluid ooze out, drenching his fingers. Leo gives another thrust before pulling it out, clean remaining of my fluid on his fingers by licking it, I feel lightheaded after my release, I become even more lightheaded as I see Leo licking his hand clean while still looking at me, with sly smile. “You taste so good~” he grins before going down on me, “?!” I jolt up as his tongue lick a big stripe on my clit, my hand went to grip on his hairs, “L-Leo!” I moaned, he attached his lips and starts to slurp, cleaning up my mess, I feel overwhelmed by his actions, my eyes rolled back a little as I whine his name.

Leo let out a long slurp before detaching his lips away from my clit, he looks up, give me a toothy grin with my fluid around his lips, Leo wipe it away before kissing me again, I can taste myself as his tongue wrestle with mine. I was too focused to his tongue as I didn’t hear a zipper sounds. Leo pulls away and get rids of my clothe and bra, throws it somewhere on the floor before taking off his.

My breath hitch as I saw his perfect body, He smugly look at me as I was admiring his physiques, “Like what you see, Princess~?” He teased and grabbed my wrist to rubs my hand on his toned chest, my face went red, looking away embarrassed once again, he just laughs. Leo expression shifted to a more mellow and deep one, “I’m so glad to have you as mine, my muse… ♪” Leo got between my legs and then I notice his harden member- my mind went blank after seeing it.

He gives me another toothy grins, Leo place his arms beneath my thighs and place my legs on his shoulders once again, he kisses one of my thighs, giving reassurance to me. My stomach is filled with butterflies with every little action he gives, Leo leans down and give me kisses again, he places his hands on my hip and another one on my breast and just begin to massage my mound and sucking on my nipples, “hng… Leo…” I whimper, I place my hand on his hair and brush his hairs while still feeling overwhelmed by him, I untie his hairs and let his long hairs drape down, tickling my chest as he still licking and suckling on my nipple.

He let go of my breasts, look up at me with love and kindness, Leo places his forehead against mine, “are you ready~?” He smiles, I nodded but he pouted for my lack of response, “Use your words [name]…” I exhale and give him what he wants, “I’m ready.” He smiles, giving me a lot of reassurance as he rests his leaking tip at my entrance, I shuddered and grip on the sheets below.

He sees that and grab one of my hands and holds it tightly, I loosen up as I didn’t realize I was tensing up, he gives a gentle thrust, making his tip disappear inside of me, I tense up again making him hiss as my wall tighten up, “relax princess.” He kisses my cheeks, giving a lot of reassuring, I sigh and nodded, relaxing again, he sees this as a green flag to continue, Leo grinds his cock in once again, his emerald eyes looking at my face with seriousness, to locate if there’s any discomfort.

As of all his shaft goes in, we both sigh and I feel full because of it, his cock feels so big, I whimpers as his tip hits my cervix, we both sigh. Leo expression shifted and grins, “how are you feeling, my muse?” He asks, brushing hairs out of my face, “mhm, good…” I said meekly, he nodded and kisses my lips. He didn’t make any moves as he let me adjust to his cock.

I feel a bit impatient, “you can move now.” I place my hands on his shoulders, he gives me with uncertainty, Leo asks again, “are you sure?” I nodded, he kisses me again before giving a shallow thrust, he keeps searching for any discomfort, I whimpers a little, Leo wraps my legs around his waist for better angle, I let out a soft moan in doing so. I still feels impatient, I want him to ruin me.

My impatient didn’t go unnoticed by Leo, he chuckle’s and slowly pull out, I look at him with confusion on my face, “what are yo- hng-?!” he thrust himself back in, my eyes widen, and I moaned loudly. Leo smiles slyly, “I hope you’re ready~” his action shifted from gentle to playful, I can’t help but tighten up by his words and the look he gives me.

Leo grabs my thighs and put it on his shoulders, he’s able to goes even deeper than I expected, I whines, and my hands went to grip on top the pillow, Leo begin to thrust in moderate pace, still considering me, I let out moans as he thrust himself back in again and again. His pace getting quicker and quicker, my body shuddered at the change of pace, “ah- ah! L-Leo~!!” I moaned his name repeatedly. He grins and loving the love driven look on my face.

He slammed his cock back in, his thrust getting more rougher, my eyes rolled back as the tip of his cock kisses my cervix in every thrust, Leo kissed my lips and locking my position in doing so, I feel helpless within his arms, trapped beneath his body and endless love he gives.

“Argh-!?” I jolt up, tighten up my walls as his cock hits my G-spot, Leo grins, “did I hit your G-spot~?” He asks teasingly, I whine, unable to response his questions as my mind are in the cotton, Leo laughs and coos, “aw… is my muse too overwhelmed?” he kisses my cheeks, “h-ha~!” his pace getting relentless quicker and precise, my mind blanks, I drools as he keeps thrusting his cock with bruteness, hitting my G-spot over and over again, I can feel myself releasing.

Leo noticed as I’m nearing, both of his hands went to my hips and making it stay put as he chased my release and his, both his and my body covers in sweats, the air is overwhelmed by sex scent. Leo grunting and whimpering to my ears, making me even more sensitive and tighten up.

Leo snaps his hips harshly, slamming his cock to my cervix, we both moaned loudly as we cums together, Leo kissed my lips and muffled our moans, he keeps grinding his cock to my cervix, releasing his warm thick cums inside my womb, we are left heavily panting’s. Leo wipes sweats off my faces and brushes my hairs sticking to my face, exhaustion hits me hards. Leo looks at me with gentleness and affection as if he wasn’t just ruined and make a mess out of me.

Exhaustion is written all over our face, Leo didn’t pull his cock away, he keeps it in. He pulls the blanket up, covering both of us, placing his hands on my waist, tracing music notes, humming to a melody, he kisses my foreheads and whispering sweet words as we drifted to sleeps.

Notes: I cross posted this on my AO3 too! Only on Tumblr and Ao3, I don't post anywhere besides those two. I yap too much on my first note [skull]

[soratoninn]

NIGHTLY CHRONICLES . ˚ ⁎ ⁺˳ . ⊹

his words were harsh as he grabbed your wrist and hissed: “you’re gonna regret that.”

( michael afton + black fem reader )

cw: black coded. michael is an asshole. rough sex. blackmailing. dubcon. choking. reader gets her hands tied with a belt. humiliation kink. degradation. word count is 1.2k

tags: @blessedfatui @the-princess-button @queenmjp @chaelin26 @mrssmiya

It all started when you got an ad in the paper. You were desperate for a job and you thought to hold you over until you found a stable enough job, this creepy animatronic joint would suffice until then. You had turned in your papers and all, finally, you got a job as a security guard. All was well until you met him. Michael fucking Afton. To put it short, Michael Afton was a fucking prick. He teased you whenever he got the chance. He’d make sly comments towards you, sometimes when you were walking near his office, the door would randomly open and his foot would pop out causing you to trip and fall. How you wanted to punch him straight in the face but fights between employees were not tolerated at all in such a place where kids played.

What you didn’t know is that the owner of the building was Michael’s father. But when you did find out, he used it against you in every way possible. His teasing began to become unbearable. “You’re such a fucking dick, Michael!” You yell at him as you were currently on the ground after arguing with him about the keys to lock the animatronics up and all he did was trip you like usual.

“Remember rule 22, l/n. No profanities. Keep this up and I might have to have a little discussion with my father about that foul little mouth of yours,” He uttered, and your teeth grit angrily. His smirk pissed you off to your limit, and he began to play with his keys with his slender fingers.

“Give me the keys, Michael,” you groaned angrily as you got off the ground. “How about you take them from me, sweetheart,” he declared, and you walked up to him, aiming for the keys. He held them up over your head and you groaned angrily. “Michael, I'm not playing with you. Give me the keys or I’m going to slap the shit out of you,” Michael's brow raised at your angered words.

“Your second time swearing tonight? Don’t make it a third or I might have to tell my—“ Michael was cut off by a slap to his cheek that made him stumble back a bit. His hand lowered out of surprise and you snatched the keys from him.

Before you could walk away, his hand wrapped around your wrist, causing you to stop. You looked back at Michael and Michael looked at you with a sinister look in his eye. “You’re gonna regret that,” he spits angrily with a violent look in his eye.

“What’re you gonna do? Tell your pops?” You laugh, snatching your wrist back. But boy was he right. Because no here you were on his desk, your purple button-up shirt thrown open on either sides, the belt of your pants now used to bind your wrist, and your panties stuffed in his pocket as he thrust inside of you.

It had been weeks since the incident where you put your hands on him, and he had made sure to threaten you in every way possible and make your life a living hell. Even when you tried to quit, he put enough fright in you by telling you even if you tried to quit, there was no escaping him. And you knew he was right. He got his hands on your file in his dad's office and the Aftons were very respected in town and if word got around you dared to put your hands on one, your future career would be toast.

So now, here you were with your arch nemesis’s cock stuffed deep inside you.

“M-Michael! Ugh- Please!” You moan, not even knowing exactly what you were begging for, and Michael just laughed at you. His hand wrapped around your neck, squeezing the sides hard enough to bruise you. “Hn… Not so bold now are you, sweetheart?” You moaned loudly as one particular thrust of his hip was so lethal your body jolted upward. “Mmm, such a pretty girl you are…” He noted the way you tightened around him at his praise, and he would be sure to use it against you.

“I fucking h-hate you, Michael,” you sniff, hot tears threatening to spill from your eye. Michael leaned down to your face, letting go of your neck, letting his calloused thumb rub the outline of your lip. He smiled in your face fatefully, and you couldn’t even force yourself to do anything but moan. For the first time since he began fucking you, he kissed your lips, tongue exploring your mouth. He pulled away from the sloppy kiss right when you were getting into it, leaving you craving his affection since he’d always treated you like the dog shit he’d scrape off his shoe.

“I know you hate me, baby. I know,” he whispered, as he continued to fuck you senseless. He felt good. Good that he had this much control over you. But, he still couldn’t help but feel a little bad for you. But, that didn’t make his hips still. He still kept fucking into you at a ruthless pace. “Ah— Fuck Michael!” You cry out, feeling your release build up in the high and low pits of your stomach. “You’d better quiet down, bitch. Wouldn’t want father to come in and see his son and employee fucking on a desk that he paid for, hmm?”

You whimpered out at the thought, embarrassed at even the mere image of the William Afton, seeing you in such a profoundly lewd situation. But you couldn’t lie that the idea of being caught by the man whom Michael used against you whenever he got the chance sat deliciously in your head. Michael knew what you were thinking because he could feel your pussy flutter around his cock. He didn’t bother teasing you for it, he just leaned down and bit your neck causing you to let out a whimper as his tongue soothed the burning bite.

“Please, oh god — Michael!” You didn’t bother fighting the moans that shamelessly poured from between your lips. He could feel you tighten around him, and a grunt left him. He could tell you were close. “You gonna cum, Angel?” He asked, his words sounding slurred as he felt drunk off of your pussy. He couldn’t get enough of you. “Yesss, Mikey — I’m gonna cum,” You felt his hands roam your body, and that pushed your orgasm closer to you.

“Go on, cum. I know you want to, Angel,” you whimpered at his words, and with one more of his thrusts, you moaned loudly, spasming around his cock. Michael bit his lip as he spilled his seed into the condom, as you milked him for all he had. You both panted, and sweat beads dripped down both of your foreheads. Before any of you could speak, a knock erupted from the door.

“Michael, I would like to discuss the plans for the next building. It’ll be our big break! Would you please unlock this door?” You knew that voice. It was none other than William Afton. Michaels father. You both looked at one another with widened eyes. Michael didn’t seem to care. He just smirked.

“Hold on father, I have to help one of our dearest employees with something.”

2022 written by toruzaki on tumblr and miruizaki on wattpad. do not copy, modify, redistribute, translate, or write spin off stories based off of my own content. remember, plagiarism is illegal.

[hknightdai]

Too Loud A Voice - Part 2

Paul Atreides x Male Reader x Lady Jessica

TAGS: Non-con, Anal Sex, Blowjob, Deepthroat, Rimming, Threesome, Incest

Part 1

XXX

You gag the boy again, leaving him to keep some of your cum in his mouth or swallow, before moving to his mother. Your hand stills in its movement once her gag is back on, as you decide to continue where you left off. 

Dragging her by her hair, you stuff her face full of her son's balls.

“You like that, huh? You like the smell of your son’s balls, don’t you, you Atreides whore.”

Regaining their senses, the duo begin thrashing about, trying to free themselves from their positions. Unfortunately, Paul’s movement only ends up smearing the precum and spit on his cock, onto his mother’s face.

“There you go, boy!” You say, cheerfully. “Chasing your own pleasure like an animal.”

Stilling himself, Paul glares at you, his eyes still wet from crying. He looks …very nice.

Grabbing the back of his head, you yank on his hair and get in his face.

“Don’t stop now, boy. I didn’t say you could.”

Despite your growling, he only glares in defiance. You will crush that.

“If you don’t stop till I say so,” You whisper into his ear. “I will fuck your mother.  And since I won’t have Rawes’ sloppy seconds, I’ll take her ass.”

The two of you stare at each other for a few moments before you sigh.

You remove your grip on his hair and with Jessica still forced against her son’s balls, you get behind her, take some of the spit and cum off your cock, and shove your fingers into her ass.

“HHHHMMM!” Jessica screams against the gag.

You stare at Paul as you brutally finger his trembling mother’s asshole.

“Hmm Hn. Hmmm!” She groans, her breath hitching everytime you delve into her.

Despite what was happening, her son was still hard. Shame and helplessness washed over him.

“Hey, hey,” You catch his attention. “You can stop this Atreides. You can.”

He began to breathe heavily as his anger began building, but just then, he felt something wet. Finally looking down at his mother, a few tears had escaped and she was crying.

His head falls.

Taking your fingers out, you grip his face and force him to look at you.

“Do it,” You command, and even with the conflict behind his eyes, he does.

Right before you, Paul Atreides is rubbing his cock and balls against his Mother’s face as she cries.

A chuckle bursts forth as you grin at this image.

“Ah, there’s nothing like the bond between a Mother and her Son, is there?”

You move your hand back to the back of Paul’s head and force him to look at his mother, and with your other hand you force her to look at him. Paul stops moving as his breath quickens and his eyes go wide.

You violently shake his head, “I didn’t fucking tell you stop. Continue or else.”

With his movements stunted, he continues, his cock now rubbing against her chin, gag, and nose, thanks to your grip on her hair.

Jessica screws her eyes shut against the onslaught of thrusts and the musk of her son’s cock. Her crying now intensifies and accidentally forces her to take sniffs of the cock.

“HHHHMMMM!”

Her eyes fly open as Paul cries out. She sees you squeezing his balls as he tries to escape.

“Close your eyes again, and I'll castrate your son.”

After that, you resume their previous positions, now with both unwilling to look away under the threat of the other being harmed.

For next few moments the only sound heard is of the two sniffing as they wept.

 You hear Paul’s breath hitch and see his thrusts begin to jerk. Knowing what’ll happen, you move close to whisper in his ear.

“Don’t fucking stop, don’t fucking look away.” You both look down at Jessica as Paul sobbs out a moan and cums up her nose and on her face and hair.

With a satisfied smile, you look between your two captives, both disheveled messes.

Hauling Jessica up, you bring her towards Paul’s face before grabbing his gag.

“Lick.” His eyes widen with disgust and rage at what you said. “Lick your cum off your mother’s face, Paul. Don’t try anything.”

You shove her face against his and pull his gag down, and as predicted, he tried to speak.

“UngaAH!” He’s cut off as you slam his head repeatedly against the wall.

“I told you, don’t try anything,” You growl, you wipe some of cum off and shove your fingers into his mouth.

“Klkhk! Khk Khk Hgk!” He coughs and retches on your fingers as you spread the taste of his own cum on his tongue.

Jessica thrashes about and you shove down against her son’s lap. You sit atop her form and continue to finger fuck Paul’s mouth, forcing him to look at you.

“All you had to do was like, Paul.”

With your next thrust, you shove your fingers down his throat.

“Hlgk! Hlgk! Hlgk!”

His retching hits a higher note as you accidentally hit his uvula and with a cheshire grin, you hit it again and again.

Stopping as he’s about to retch again, you quickly retract your fingers and move as he spits on Jessica’s back.

“Huh huh,” He pants before slowly beginning to sob.

You gag him, “How disrespectful, Paul. Spitting on your own mother, what would your father think?”

Grabbing Jessica, you ungag her and as she, predicatibly, tries to speak, you shove her down to the base of her son’s cock, choking her.

“KGHLK!” Her eyes widen in surprise, staring down at Paul’s crotch.

“What was that, Jessica?” You ask innocently, keeping her there. “Eh, it doesn’t matter.”

Going around her, keeping her choking on cock, you lather yourself with Paul’s spit and slam into Jessica’s asshole.

Her muffled screams mix with her gagging and you don’t give her a moment to rest. Her walls hug your cock as you slam into her. You practically go feral as you let her up, not enough to breathe, but just so you can shove her son’s cock down her throat. 

“How’s her mouth, boy? Oh wait, you felt it earlier,” You say, pretending to recall what happened before.

As you do, you remember what happened to your comrade and you thrust into Jessica with more force and hold her head down.

Feeling yourself about to cum, you can see that so is Paul.

Leaning over Jessica, you try and shove her deeper, “You fucking bene gesserit whore, this is punishment for what you’ve done.”

Not a moment sooner, you and Paul’s cum fill her. Her as is filled with your warmth as her son’s comes shooting out her nose and down her throat.

Yanking her off his cock, you look at them, “Look at that, I can see the resemblance.”

XXX

While all that was fun, it has to end at some point, and well, it’s best to go out with a bang.

So here you are, overlooking the majestic desert planet, with your cock buried in the Atreides heir and his mother’s tongue licking your arsehole.

“This. Hn. Is great. Haah. Isn’t it, Paul?” You groan.

Paul is laid out on his back, his arms and legs tied, from his ripped clothing, to the ship's walls as his head hangs a little out of the ship. Jessica too, is tied down as she is, thanks to said ripped cloth, forced to rim you.

“AAAAHHH!” Paul wails out to the desert. 

You did give his gag some minor adjustment, just enough to hear his wailing, but not speak.

He continues his wailing as you push his legs up to either side of his head.

“Some years back, I found out about this position. It’s called a mating press.” You give him a cheshire grin. “Are you gonna give me some sons, Atreides?”

Your chuckling and his screaming ring out as the slapping of skin follows soon.

“Ahhh. Hah. Haah,” Paul’s cries turn into moans as you hit him just right.

“Do you hear that, Jessica? Your boy’s enjoying it, if you don’t hurry and make me cum, I might just break him.”

You slam down into him, his ass tightening around your cock.

“You’re. Ahh. Tighter than your mother.”

Slamming into him, his moans filling your ears, and his bene gesserit mother’s tongue up your ass, your vision goes white as you bury yourself into Paul Atreides’ ass and cum.

You collapse atop him, catching your breath, feeling his cum on your stomach.

“Well,” You say breathless, getting up. “This was fun.”

You put your foot on Paul, cut his binds, and push him out the ship.

“Paul!” His mother weakly cries out.

“Nope, none of that.” You reapply her gag, and pulling her towards the ships opening, push her out too.

“Welp, the job’s done.” And you fly the ship back to base.

[ryujin-zanba]

Chubby!Aizawa/Reader

Rating: Teen & Up Words: 550 Tags: Stuffing, Feederism, Belly Rubs, Praise, Light Bondage

“You’re doing so well, sweetheart,” you coo to him as the quirk suspending hero obediently swallows another mouthful of coffee cake.

 He groans, already way past full. For someone who abides logic in every aspect of his life, there sure seems to be very little of it in what he’s doing right now, but he can’t help it. Desire overpowers logic in this case.

 His hands are bound above his head with his own capture weapon, shirt off long since you began as it had already started to restrict his growing belly.

 “I’m so proud of you, Shō,” you tell him, letting him catch his breath for a moment as you gently rub his full tummy.

 Aizawa grunts, tugging on the restraints a little. Feels kind of unusual being the one caught up in them, but it’s nice to get a first-hand sense of just how powerful they are.

 “Where are you at? Still green?” you check in, halting the next forkful to be sure he can carry on first.

 “Orange,” he huffs. He’s full, but if stopping so soon was an option then what would be the point, he thinks.

 “What a trooper,” you preen, making sure he feels appreciated for his efforts as you take a little more time to soothe his belly.

 He moans softly in response, cheeks flushed and wearing the kind of wilting expression that no one would believe he was capable of unless seeing it for themselves.

 You feed him another piece of cake; the bitterness helps to make it less sickly, but with the amount he’s eaten so far that effect is doing very little to help the creeping fullness subside.

 He hiccups and groans after he swallows, making it apparent that his stomach is full beyond capacity, and even though there’s still some left, you decide to provide ballast for his stubbornness and set it aside.

 “Tsh, you givin’ up before I am?” Aizawa smirks doggedly despite himself.

 “Oh, believe me, if I thought you could handle it I’d make you,” you warn, carefully untying his wrists now. “Just admit that you’re too full, Shō. It’s okay to be at your limit.”

 That overly-accommodating tone does not encourage him in the slightest, but he knows full well that’s the point. You’re just teasing him.

 “Alright… I’m full.”

 He grunts softly when his wrists are free, and can’t help but to avert his gaze bashfully when you kiss them to soothe the slightly reddened skin.

 “Good boy,” you praise him, adding a few more pillows to support his back before you lie down beside him and rub his belly. “You did so well~”

 Aizawa is not the type of man that appreciates being patronised or teased, but he wonders now if perhaps that’s because he craves it an embarrassing amount… at least, from you he does.

 When he’s digested a little he eases himself down onto his back and turns over to face you. You keep your hand faithfully on his chubby middle, feeling the tiny, borborygmus movements there.

 “People are going to start noticing if I keep gaining weight like this, y’know,” he murmurs.

 “And?” you prompt, gently tucking his overgrown bangs behind his ears.

  “Hn, nothin’,” he smiles serenely, bringing you closer to his chest as you settle down to sleep.

[hockeynoses]

Something inspired me, and I wanted an "I Told You So" situation, so I wrote this. It's only a teeny bit D/s, with a sweet ending.

“Aww, sweetheart, you look miserable,” says A.

“SNF. I amb,” B responds, their words thick with congestion.

“I’m sorry you’re feeling poorly. But you know, this could have been prevented.”

A miserable, viscous sneeze is B’s only response. It fills the tissue that’s held desperately to their face, a constant presence under their red, streaming nose.

“Like I said, if you had only…” A looks at B expectantly, prompting them to finish the sentence.

“If I had… ha… ha’ERRSSHH’IUE!” B groans miserably into their mangled tissue. “If I’d have godden bmy flu shot.”

“Yep. Then you wouldn’t be…”

“Ha’IIGHHH’SHUU! Ugh. Sigg.”

“With?”

“The… huh- the -heh’AAIIEEH’SHUH! With the flu,” B practically whines into the tissue.

“Correct.” A can’t control their smug, satisfied smile. “Now, are you going to listen to me next time?”

“Yes. ihh-KIIISSSHH’iew!”

“Good,” says A, their smile turning sunny.

“Can you brigg bme sobme tea now?”

“Of course, love.”

[hockeynoses]

"miserable groan" my beloved

[hockeynoses]

"I'b r-really - huh - ihhh - hih’ERSSHH’IUE! ...sigk." The last word is a miserable groan into a handful of tissues.

[hockeynoses]

someone complaining about how many tissues (or boxes of tissues) they've gone through will always be a bulletproof kink for me. so simple. so effective. it gets me every time.