#i found my sweetspot

[nicodrawings]

Some more toh stuff

[pinkhelados]

miguel x wife!reader ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

includes: fem!reader, latina!reader, miggle being a simp, p in v sex, praise kink, very slight dacryphilia, not edited! Criticism is welcome!

Miguel swore to you that he’s never make you cry. “Te lo juro, mi alma. Te hare la mujer más feliz del universo. No sentirás tristeza cuando estes en mis brazos.” He remembered saying and he meant it, what kind of a man would make a woman as beautiful as you cry? Miguel was a man of his word, after all.

Well, until now.

Miguel found himself balls deep in your pussy with his talons digging into the fat of your hips. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he just couldn’t help himself when your weeping cunt tightened around his girthy cock like a vice. “Fuck,” He groaned. “Eres- eres tan bonita,” Miguel said with each thrust. His chocolate rown hues stared lovingly into your pretty eyes. Those same pretty eyes that had fat tears of pleasure rolling down your skin as he pushed his dick further into your creamy pussy. “Too good, it’s too good,” You hiccuped. More tears dribbled down your cheeks which were quickly kissed away by your tender husband.

“Good, pretty girl,” You heard him grunt, his thrusts becoming sloppily. He was trying so hard not to cream inside that little cunt of yours. The same man who swore to you on your wedding night that he’d never want to see you weep was getting off on your tears. “Look at your pretty pussy, nena. It’s sucking me in,” He said between breaths, mesmerized by the sticky strings of arousal connecting you every time his hips pulled back. How could you be so pretty? “My wife, my perfect wife. I love you, baby.” Miguel was babbling and his head was churning out thoughts by the second. He could only focus on making you cum.

Slap, slap, slap.

“Miguel! Miguel! Mmngh~!” Saliva dripped down your chin and more gloopy tears spilled from your gorgeous eyes. Each thrust was a kiss to your sweetspot, pussy dripping sweet nectar which left a ring around the base on Miguel’s cock. “Te amo, cariño,” You squealed just as the knot in your tummy tightened as well as your legs around his waist. You were close, and Miguel would stop at nothing until he felt your cunt flutter around him. Despite drilling into your hole, his eyes were soft as he brushed your hair away from your eyes. He was drenched in passion with sweat sticking to his tan skin.

“M’ gonna cum~ C-Can’t hold it,” You whispered and you saw a switch in your husband flip.

Miguel’s talons retreated into his fingers and with strenght, he flipped you over on your stomach and went haywire. Kneading your ass, he whimpered as he chased so desperately after the pleasure. “Close- Cum- cum with me! Nena~” His plush lips fell open and his load filled your womb just as your own sticky fluids ran down the skin of your thighs. Your soaked pussy fluttered and a loud call of his name rang out. “Oh..oh god.”

Spent, Miguel flipped over next to you with labored breaths. His strong arms came around your waist and pulled you on top of his chest. “Miggy,” you purred and kissed his lips. The dim room lighting glinted of the glossy skin of your lover and you swore that your heartbeat had become impossibly fast. The two lovers panted heavily in each other’s arms, waiting for their energy to return so that they could do at all over again.

[dontlookatmytmntcollection]

*saunters into your inbox and hands you a small bouquet of pink roses as I tip my hat at you*

Howdidoo friend! Just wanted to drop in and hand you a little token of my thanks and appreciation for the incredible gift of writing that you so willingly share with the rest of us.

In floriography, the Victorian Language of flowers, pink roses represent gratitude and admiration as well well femininity and elegance, which I think you represent wonderfully well. You seem like a very down-to-earth individual with a good heart, so I just wanted to say thanks for being who you are and being brave with sharing your talents. I know it's scary, but you're doing remarkably, honey.

Well done 🙌🏼👏🏼🙌🏼🧡

I say that your requests were open and I'd like to give one a try if and only if you're up for it. (if not then no worries, do whatcha got to do to take care of that beautiful mind ok?)

This is gonna sound really silly, but I have these two off switches that like immediately shut me down. I found this out once ranting about a book to my friends in the library and my one friend just reached up, patted my head and then started playing with my hair. I immediately stuttered to a halt because it was like my brain short-circuited. The other off button for me, is just someone like cradling my head. I have ADHD so I'm constantly go go go. Just adding that little bit of pressure just makes me no joke zoink out, like there are no thunks in that brain whatsoever once you touch my head.

Learning this as Ive gotten older has made it so I'm quite protective of who touches my head because it can make me somewhat kind of vulnerable, so my question of the day is how would the turtles respond to accidentally finding out about somebody's “off” button like that.

You can do whatever you're comfortable with and feels easy to write as I'm not really expecting much. Once again, this is just a request, so please please take care of yourself, your mental health and social batteries please.

Just know I think you're pretty cool and I look forward to seeing what you come up with in the future 😊🧡✨

This'll be easy, because I have the EXACT same thing!

Rubbing my scalp or my face suddenly erases lifelong sleep or hyperactive issues! I melt into touches like that, knocks you out like a light. Sometimes it gets you feeling emotional, too, lol

Thank you for the sweet words, they made my day. Got me feeling seen too. Thanks again for the ask.

I hope you enjoy!

Touch-Sensitive Reader × TMNT

Mikey

-Mikey is less of a touchy guy while getting to know you.

-But he is IN YOUR SPACE.

-All the time.

-He's an EXTREMLY touchy guy.

-But he will wait for you to make the first move.

-Until then, it's all over.

-It will take very, VERY little time for him to find every. Single. Sweetspot.

-He knows where they are on himself, and he knows that everyone alive has a few.

-You had shyly crawled into his lap for the first time, him leanded all the way back on the arm while he pulled you into his chest.

-The movie had barely started by the time he noticed you had gone still. Something he rarely saw with you.

-He looked down, surprised to see your eyes close, your entire body limp in his arms.

-"Y/N?" He whispered, trying not to laugh. "Baby?"

-You didn't budge

-Didn't you tell him you were notoriously horrible at falling asleep?

-He smiled widely, glancing at his hand now hovering over your scalp.

-"Cool."

Donnie

-Nap date.

-He was on his first nap date.

-Sure, it was after a bit of a skwabble over his sleep schedule. Or lack of.

-But he finally gave into curling up in his hammock with you on top of him

-But to be honest, he had been wanting this too. All the naps he's been taking have been spent wishing you were there with him.

-Now you were!

-You had told him you'd stay here until he'd fall asleep.

-You'd asked him if you had his permission to listen to music and play on your phone, all efforts to keep you still.

-He'd agreed, just happy he'd somehow landed someone willing to touch him, let him fall asleep with them.

-His eyes had been dropping, and his fingers had begun to rhythmically comb through your hair.

-Geez, this was paradise. This was everything he ever could have hoped for. The warmth, the weight of your body, the texture of your skin- If life felt this good all the time-

-Your phone dropped from your hand onto his stomach with a soft 'clunk'.

-He hardly noticed until you didn't move to grab it.

-His eyes blinked open, squinting them hard at your head. He wasn't able to see your face, but he could now feel your deep, quiet breathing. How limp you were against him.

-He smiled, his head falling back to the support pillow.

-'Noted.' He thought.

Raph

-Raph could barely remember the times you didn't want to be touched.

-You were all over him right now, and while he didn't have energy to meet this amount of enthusiasm this late- he was defiently feeling as if he had died happy. Unbelieveing that this was his life now.

-Having a partner all over him on the bed. Kissing him everywhere mid conversation, trying to talk to him through your squirming about, trying to get comfortable.

-"C'mere." He whispered, pulling you against his torso, face to face. His right side, your left side on the bed.

-You're chattering went quiet, smiling wide while Raph ducked his face into the right of your jaw, his right hand going up to hold the weight of your head between the bedsheets.

-"Oh, hi." You said.

-"Hi." Raph closed his eyes, starting to brush his thumb gently over your left cheek, his enormous arm going around you tightly, holding you as close as you allowed him.

-He waited for you to continue with your vent- but when you didn't after a long moment- he pulled back to check on your expression.

-Your eyes were closed, lips slightly parted, your head sinking more and more into his hand.

-"Hey," Raph purred. "You like that?"

-You gurgled a noise out, making him smile.

-"Yeah?" He leaned back, lifting his right hand up to smooth over your other cheek, pressing just enough to smear the skin.

-You went completely unresponsive. The change sudden and new.

-Possessivness "You're so cute." He whispered, pressing a kiss to your hairline.

Leo

-Leo had never seen you cry before.

-Something about a confrontation with a scary coworker and HR.

-He felt awkward, too big, too dumb and useless to do anything about you sobbing into his chest.

-While you held tightly to the straps on his chest in substitute of wrapping your own around him- he fought the urge to rip someone's limbs off.

-"I'm right here." He whispered instead. "You're okay, you're okay..."

-His hands combed through your hair, his lips against your scalp, preparing to be there all night.

-It took just a moment, but Leo felt the change as if it happened in him too.

-Your sobs became deep breaths, and your desperate grip on him transformers into your weight laying limp against him.

- "You okay?" Leo asked.

-"Don't stop." You whined.

-It startled a smile out of Leo, and he resumed the petting.

- Because what works, works, right?

[neuvistar]

I'm IN LOVE with your jingren x reader post like my toes be curling while my heart be fluttering GOSH.

Can I request blade doing the unspeakable with us then getting caught by Jing Yuan but Jing decided he just wanted to watch blade fucking our minds out 🤭🤭🤭

WITNESS IT ALL!

— featuring ┊blade x f!reader x jing yuan

— warnings / content warnings ┊not proofread, kinda sloppy n messy, male masturbation (jing yuan), dirty talk, slight degradation, blade jus being a lil jerk, uhmm. slight choking? blade referred to as “ren” here, use of nicknames, bladie being rough w u i think, overall suggestive content | 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

— a/n ┊MM IM SO SORRY 4 THE LATE UPLOAD ANON! 😭😭 but YES YES i can imagine jing yuan keepin it low at first as he watches blade fuck ur brains out, hand stroking his cock while he watches ! this has been decaying in my drafts 4 so long i’m so sorry sweetheart i got back from a mini break >:>

“r-ren! s’ messy.. you already came too much already..!” you whined, pouting as your fingers desperately tugged at his hair, a groan erupting from his throat as he bit down on your shoulder to suppress his grunts, breathing heavily against your skin as he bit you hard enough to make your body jump. two. that was two, two orgasms. he came inside you the second time, biting his bottom lip at how tight you squeezed around his twitching cock.

“i thought i heard you say that you wanted to make it a third time, precious.” was all he whispered against you before shoving himself up deeper and deeper with each thrust, trapping his cum inside your drenched cunt as his fingers tightened around on your throat, watching as your expression switched to one with need. saliva spilled from the side of your mouth, eyes widened with surprise and lust as you whimpered at how rough he was with you, legs spasming around his waist. your boyfriend lightly choked you out, not wanting to go too overboard as his hand clasped around your mouth, watching your lewd expressions with a smirk. he knew he was stretching you over your limits, stretching out your poor pussy as well in the process. blade was hungry for you, pinning your wrists down over your head as his fingers intertwined with yours, licking his lips at how full you must’ve been, stuffing you with his cum as his cock bullied itself inside your hole with your eyes rolling to the back of your head, arching your back at how good it felt.

“that’s it, princess. you like it when i hit that sweetspot of yours? you like it when i use your body in such lewd ways like this, hm? you’re such a fucking whore, aren’t you.. but I'm not complaining now am i, my pretty girl?” he muttered lowly in your ear, biting down on your earlobe gently as he grabbed a fistful of your hair, pouring his tongue inside your mouth.

blade’s eyes widened in pleasure, eyes nearly rolling into his head as he found a new angle, frustratingly thrusting faster into your stuffed cunny. “i’m gonna cum a third time if you keep tightening around me so fucking nicely, pretty. fuck.. you love getting used as nothing but a fucktoy, hm? poor girl you are..” he caressed your cheek, planting a small kiss on your nose as she chuckled at how exhausted you were, sweat dripping all over your body. “you can't do anything but sit here and get fucked absolutely fucking raw, but you like that do you? i bet you fucking do.”

“ren.. ren! p-please..” you wrapped your arms around his neck, breathing against his neck as he hooked his arm under your knee, pushing it against your chest as he grunted at how tightly you were pulsing around him now, you were close. “c-can’t..”

“you can take it, stop whining pretty. quit lying to yourself, you know how much you love this as much as i do. fuckin’ slut for my cock you are..” his hips rolled against yours, a more rougher and quickened pace as he brought his voice down to a whisper, mumbling a few things in your ear. “think about it like this, angel. how embarrassing would it be if we both got caught, hm? how embarrassing would it be to have someone see me fucking you like this. how fucking embarrassing it would be if it was none other than the general himself, hm?”

unknowing to both of you, it seems blade already predicted that exact scenario. jing yuan stood outside of the room you both were in, pants slightly tugged down as his cock was relying on his fingers.. jerking off at the sight of blade fucking you roughly. the general knew it was wrong to stay here and just get off to this, but he couldn’t stop himself no matter how hard he tried to. jing yuan bit his lip, hissing at the discomfort of his erected cock.. he threw his head back at the thought of him fucking you dumb, he could do so much better than that criminal, he thought. no! she shouldn’t be thinking of that.. he shouldn’t! but.. he couldn’t stop. the white haired male glanced over his shoulder, stroking his cock at the same rhythm blade thrusted into you. the general couldn’t help but smile at how fucked out you were, looking over the door frame seeing just how lewd you looked right now.. the sounds you made, the faces he tried to take in of you almost came straight from a pornagraphic video.

a low chuckle left blade’s lips as he watched you squirming in his touch with your mouth slightly hung open as you tightened your grip around his neck.. never putting a stop to his sharp thrusts. “cmon be shy, precious. let me hear you..." blade’s cock twitched again, breath hitching. “cum for me, cmon pretty girl.. don't be scared.” jing yuan stroke his cock faster, he was getting close as well, his breath grew heavier and heavier by the second.

the bed creaked underneath, orgasm building up quickly inside of both you and blade and before you know it.. you were already tearing up. “r-ren!” a choked whimper was forced out of you, calling out blade’s name as he spilled his load inside of you again, your stomach bloating at how full he filled you up, legs shaking from your climax as jing yuan eyed you down from the outside, biting his lip at the sight of your cunt completely filled with blade’s cum, watching at how smoothly cum dripped from your hole once blade finally pulled out. unlucky for the general, the white haired male reached his high as well, releasing on the floor as he cursed at himself for making such a huge mess on the ground. your face scrunched at how your folds were coated with stickiness and white from your boyfriend.. staining the sheets. you gasped as blade plunged his fingers in your hole, breath hitching as he swiftly inserted his dripping cum back inside your hole.

blade then paused for a moment, a smirk crept up his pretty face as he glanced over his shoulder, eyeing the door frame. jing yuan’s heart skipped a beat.. almost seen by the other male as he sighed in relief. suddenly blade opened his mouth to speak, his voice dark yet so calm.

“mm.. it seems someone was there to witness it all as well, princess. i think he seemed to have enjoyed the little show we put up.”

shit. maybe he was seen after all.

[veesturns]

sorry, really

chrissturn x femoc

warnings- smut + fluff

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after a bad argument, chris is sorry, really sorry. he wants you to know that, and he wants to make it up to you in his own way

the last time you and chris spoke, it was anything but pleasant. it wasn't usual for the two of you to fight, and when you did it was harmless. nothing like this. you dont know what it was that set chris off but its the first time you've looked into his eyes and seen anything but the usual love they hold.

it was as if you where looking at a different person entirely. it isnt like you felt as though he'd lay a hand on you, you know that thought woundnt cross chris' mind, but the words that came out of his mouth were enough to leave you standing there awkwardly with your back against the wall. and your sure whatever it was that you said to him wasn’t pleasant. then, the minute there was an ounce of silence since the argument began, you left.

now, you sit quietly in your apartment, alone. as much as you didn’t want them to, all of the worst case scenarios came to mind. what if this was it? you didn’t want it to be, not at all. what if chris didn’t love you anymore? maybe that was why he-

knock knock

your thoughts were interrupted by a pitiful knocking on your door. you slowly unwrapped yourself from the comfort of you bed and opened the door hesitantly. your body froze when you saw a now familiar pair of blue eyes staring back at you. his face looked messy, out of breath and worried. “hi” he muttered, his eyes leaving yours. “chris?”

“i just” he shook his head. “i just had to see you i-“ he stumbled over his words as his eyes met yours again. “im so sorry”

you don’t react at first, taking his expression in. you knew he was sorry, you could see that the minute he had time to realise what he was saying. but you knew he had more to say, so you let him continue.

“i love you so much, so much. and i’ll spend the rest of my life proving to you how sorry i am and making it up to you if you’ll let me.”

you couldn’t help but smile softly, taking his hand and pulling him inside. you open your arms for a hug, and before you could even blink he was wrapped around you, squeezing softly. “i love you too” you murmured, feeling chris smile against your neck. you let out a breath, it felt like it was the first time you could breathe clearly since it happened.

all the thoughts about everything going wrong disappeared to the back of your mind. alls that mattered now was you and chris.

he slowly pulled back from the hug, his face meeting yours. he didn’t do anything for a moment, just taking in your features as his hand rose to your cheek, stroking it with his thumb lightly. then, he leaned forward and he kissed you. the kiss was soft, but the words it spoke were loud. and as it continued it only became more passionate, until the two of you had made your way to the bedroom.

as he lay you down on the bed you bit his lip slightly, erupting a whine from his throat. you loved that noise, you'd do anything to hear it over and over and over. your tongues moved together in rhythm. he slowly made his way down, peppering kisses from your cheek down to your neck, finding your sweetspot that he knew all too well, and latching onto it. your hands found there way to his hair, tugging at it, encouraging him to keep going.

he smiled against you as his fingers came down to your waist, pushing up the tank top you were wearing. you arched your back slightly, helping him slide it off you. when he realised you weren't wearing a bra underneath he swore under his breath, his movements visibly becoming more desperate as he reached for his own hoodie, slipping it off his head.

"your so beautiful" he said against your neck as his hands massaged your breasts. the only response you could give him was a moan as you closed your eyes and leaned your head back, giving him better access to your neck.

after a moment he raised his head, smirking at the marks hed left on your neck before his eyes trailed down to your shorts, then back up to you. asking the silent question of if he could take it further. you waste no time in replying, nodding vigorously. his smirk widened at your eagerness and his hands moved over your shorts running his fingers over the waistband.

he smiled softly now, looking you dead in the eyes as his face hovered over yours. he hooked his fingers under your shorts and pulled them down off of your body.

you go to reach for his belt but he shook his head, stopping you. “this is about you, baby. lemme make you feel good”

you feel your face heat up as his fingers started to move slow circles around your heat. he uses his free hand to push your legs further apart, situating himself in between. you arched your back as his pace fastened, pressing your bodies together. your face fell in the crook of his neck in attempt to quiet the moans you were letting out -and so you were closer to his face, getting a better earshot at the quiet groans he’d make as he felt you clench around his fingers.

you could feel yourself getting closer, his fingers moving inside you in a way you always forget he was capable of. his index and his middle finger curving, hitting all the right spots as his thumb circled your clit, harder. you could feel the pulsing in your abdomen arise, but you didn't want this to end. as much as you tried to focus on not cuming, the only thought that stuck in your mind was the way that his fingers were curling inside you.

your head fell back from his shoulder onto the pillows below you, his eyes immediately scanning over your face. "are you close?" he asks, his voice a rasp as he continues his movements. you nodded, hanging your head forward and letting out another moan. "y/n" he said slowing his movements slightly, making you open your eyes and look at him. "can i taste you" he says, holding eye contact with you, your faces centimeters away from eachother. still, not being able to form a coherent sentence, you nodded at him, smiling slightly as he began his way down to you heat, stopping to kiss your stomach. he glanced up at you, eyes full of lust before licking a stripe across your folds.

you immeidiatley arch into his face, his nose brushing over you at the perfect place. you felt everything he did, every breath, every movement, everything. you whine, pushing against his face before you feel yourself start to fall over the edge. you open your eyes slightly, you notice chris rutting his hips into the matress. that sight is what did it. you release onto his face as you feel him moan and whine into you.

you move your hand into his hair as his face rested against your thigh. he looks up giving you a smile, his eyes looking tired. “did you seriously just cum in your pants?” you ask him, your tone holding a hint of amusement as you look down at him, still breathing heavily. “shut up” he says hiding his face back in your thigh. “don’t be sorry, it’s hot”. he laughs at that, placing a kiss against you before standing up and going to the bathroom, getting a towel to clean you up with.

he changes into some clean clothes he keeps here, before getting you changed. once that’s done he sits at the end of the bed, staring into space.

“you okay?” you say sitting up next to him, putting your hand i his. he looks in your direction, smiling at you sadly, squeezing your hand back. “yea, m’jus sorry” he says quietly. you kiss his cheek and rest your head against his shoulder, “think you made up for it pretty well” you joke, trying to lighten the mood. your efforts work and you feel him chuckle. he places a kiss on the top of your head. “love you so much”

the two of you end the night cuddled up in bed. him still whispering i’m sorrys and i love yous into your ear as you drifted off to sleep.

hihihiii

sorry it was kinda rushed but i tried my best, college is up my ass but i wanted to write something ☺️

also i’m just not the best smut writer as u can see😭😭

loveuuuu

-vee

[haven-0325]

Imagine sleeping in late whilst you were planning to meet up with Minho, so he ends up accidently walking into your room with you still in bed. Your bedsheets are tucked between your legs, and your underwear is slightly visible under your long shirt, exposing your legs and butt. Your hair is messy but it somehow makes you look even more beautiful.

He has never seen you like this before so he stops in his tracks and stares. Minho hates that he's staring, but he can't help it. After a little while he moves in closer to you, carefully sitting down on your bed and tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Love?", he whispers softly as he leans in closer so you'd hear. Minho repeats himself a few times, until your eyes slowly flutter open. Minho looked startled, but to his surprise you weren't. You didn't even question it, you didn't mind him being on your bed or hovering over you as all you were wearing was a shirt and underwear.

"Morning, handsome", you mumbled as you hands wrapped around his neck to pull him closer.

"Good morning, sleepyhead", he chuckled at his own words and you quickly followed as you realised the situation.

You pulled him into a kiss, planned to be short and sweet. But Minho didn't let you pull away, deepening the kiss and melting into him. The kiss only got more and more heated, and escalated when you accidently let a moan slip. Your lips parted as you two were till nose to nose, breathing heavily.

"Wanna know a secret?", you teased as your fingers played with the hairs in his neck. A smirk appeared on Minho's face, and he nodded in agreement.

"Well, my favourite time is the morning. You know...for-", Minho took a deep breath and pushed his lips against yours again desperately but still so sweet. For the first time his hand reached over to caress your legs, moving slowly up to your butt.

You decided to try tuggling on his hair, moving his head away to plant kisses on his neck and you found his sweetspot right then and there.

"You're making me so fucking hard", Minho suddenly spoke with so much confidence that your own body started throbbing in need. You had never seen him like this before, and it was such a turn on. It made you feel like you could say anything in the world too.

"Good..."

Your hand reached over to palm his prominent bulge, practially begging to be touched.

"Cause I need you to fuck me."

[bullet-prooflove]

🌹🌹

"Fuck your driving me crazy you know that?" Mike mumbled into the curve of your throat, his hands tangled in your hair, gripping the roots and tilting your head back. "Walking around in that dress, not being able to touch you. Do you get off on torturing me?"

His heated lips found that sweetspot, the one just under the hinge of your jaw, the one that made you gasp outloud as he pinned your hips against the wall with his own.

"I just need a fucking taste mi vida." his breath ghosting in your ear. "Something to get me through the next fucking hour without losing my mind."

Mike Duarte x Reader

[marcelwrites]

I don't know where I'd be without the bar. It grounds me. But fuck, it was so busy tonight that I almost got rattled. Nightclubs get busy but it's evenly distributed between the team of bartenders. This was different though, and there's no team of bartenders supporting me. I was the only person on this evening behind the bar and there would've been about 100 people plus the two men playing the live music (one started at 2:30 and played until 5:30, the second played from 6 until 10). Neither bloke was very good but what can you do? Credit to them for getting up there and playing for the crowd (largely comprised of over 40s). By 7pm, maybe 7:30, I felt myself dipping into that pool of cunt energy men get sometimes when they've got too much testosterone and not enough other men around to keep 'em in check. Unbridled, unchecked masculinity is dangerous, and when you know you're the biggest dog in the room, it becomes your room, and if things don't go your way then it's everyone else's problem. We build the skyscrapers, we mine and toil for the ore, and we are the cogs that keep this entire flawed fucking thing in smooth, clinical operation, but by God are we imperfect. That's our charm and that's your charm too. Just the entire flawed pool of us all. A cosmic mess. Beautiful but parasitic and messy. Show me someone free of drama and I'll show you someone that's just pretending to keep it all together, the truth is that they're splitting at the seams. Aren't we all? Anyway, another solid workout today and another one's on the cards for tomorrow, too. My chest is still sore from bench yesterday but I feel like running it back and doing it again. Will do arms again too. Another round of heavy shrugs. Gotta add more weight and get brutal with it. Can't get complacent. Haven't found that heavy sweetspot yet, I need to keep pushing until I find it. Bar again tomorrow night and more live music. Should be another busy night. I’m ready. Always.

[jez-bez]

Serial Killer Sky and Rain.. I've gotta knowwwww

eeeeeep okay! So important to know that before the whole 'Rain gets kidnapped', Rain and Sky were friends with benefits until Pai came into Sky's life 😊 so here a little bit of how I wrote down their first time!

Their first time has Rain on his back, Sky between his legs, gently guiding himself inside and constantly checking up on Rain's face if it hurts too much, if he's uncomfortable, if they need to stop. Rain's face contorted into pleasure when Sky bottoms out, mouth dropped open in a silent 'oh'. "Tell me if it hurts," Sky pants, the pleasure in his tummy rising and rising. "--ky, Sky," Rain manages to breathe through clenched teeth. sweaty messes of boys, tangled up in bed in Sky's dorm room. The windows open, curtains flowing by the soft breeze of wind that sweeps inside. A big load of cum drying on Rain's tummy, proof of his arousal, of his pleasure. Proof to Sky that he did well. Rain whining when Sky pulls out, and Sky soothingly murmuring, "I know, it's okay," before he reaches down to Rain's ass and rubs over his cheeks softly, knowing that he's sore, that being empty after so long feels weird. So Sky reaches down and rubs over Rain's empty hole with his index and middle finger, softly dipping inside every so often to help Rain adjust.

and when Sky found Rain's sweetspot (I wrote this in Jules' dms so its really just me talking about it rather than an actual wip but- who cares!)

Think about that time Sky found Rain's sweet spot. Them sitting on the couch, Sky sitting astride Rain's lap, nosing around his neck, nipping, sucking, kissing, breathing until he finds that little spot below Rain's ear. Rain, who's been trying to keep his whines and gasps in as much as possible, moaning the moment Sky kisses him there, just a touch of lips to skin, nothing more yet. Rain positively melting into the couch, dick hard and pressing against his zipper.  Rain, who wasn't allowed to touch, fingers twisting circles into the couch until that moment, flying up to Sky's waist and digging in hard. "'ky, 'ky, ohhh Sky--" hips gyrating up in tiny, aborted motions, unable to hold himself back

Like I said, it's not really a wip because I don't think I'll write it BUT! It hold a special place in my heart. The relationship that could have been if life hadn't happened.

[chrissturniolosfavoritesexdoll]

ARRANGE MARRIAGE

Sub! Chris x dom!reader

Summary: You and Chris Sturniolo are had an arranged marriage, and he tells you to be submissive in an argument, so you had to prove him wrong..

Warnings: pleading, unprotected sex, praises

a/n: yall this is literally my first even smut and story im writing so please be nice and im sorry if its horrible..

It was the day after another one of my arrange marriages that my father put me in, and unfortunately this one needs to last for 3 months before i can get a divorce...

We walk into our new house and Chris sat on the couch with a mad expression on his face as he speaked

“Let me be crystal clear. Even though we are to be wed, don’t look to me for attention. Don’t expect for me to show you affection. We will have separate bedrooms. Just act like my wife in public, at home you are to live quietly.”

he said sternly as he gets up and goes into his office to get something,

A few seconds later he comes out and hands me a contract,

“Sign your rights away to our marital home and sign these papers, and it’s yours. Just remember to stay out of my way." He said annoyed,

"Fine whatever.." you replied snatching the contract and signing it before handing it back to him

"Good to know your submissive, woman." He replied taking the contract and signing it before putting it down onto the glass table and sat down in front of me without facing me

"Im far from submissive" you said with a chuckle, that definitely got his attention

"Are you defying me!?" He replied in a certain tone finally facing me

"I am correcting you" you said looking down at him, you couldn't help but admire his perfect brunnet locks and his blue eyes filled with annoyance piercing through me,

He stands up abruptly " You will not contridict me again." He said getting closer to me

"The truth hurts" i shrugged at him, his nose flared up in anger and annoyance

"Your job is to be a good submissive wife and do what i tell you, Understand?" He sternly replied getting so close i can smell his strong perfume scent

"And if i dont?" I challenged him back making him grip my waist, tightly.

"I would have to put you on your place sweetheart.." He whispered into my ear

"What makes you think you deserve to do that hm?" I reply my hand snaking there way to the colar of his shirt and abruply pushing him down onto the couch, taking him by suprise

"What the fuck do you think your doing?" He answered in an annoyed tone, before another word comes out of his lips i sat on his lap already feeling the bulge of his dick on my ass

"Already hard?" I teased him looking down at him from my view

He blushes in embarrassment as he tries to speak "I uh- um.." he stammered with his words

"I haven't even started yet, and your already mumbling?" I said getting closer to his face and attaching my lips to his our tongues, fighting for dominance, Eventually he let me explore his mouth as he let out little sounds sending vibrations all over my body

I leave his lips and started kissing his jawline..,all the way to his neck as i started sucking and licking all over him, looking for his sweetspot.

"Oh.. fuck please-" he moanes out, indicating that i found it..

"X marks the spot.." i whispered in his ear as i nibble and suck on his sweet spot as he let's out ragged breaths

"Mhm..please-" he moans out making me remove my lips for his neck and look down at him,

"Please what baby?" I ask him as hislust filled blues pierced through me...

"Just..touch me..please-" he pleaded as i get off his lap and on my knees, starting to palm him through his pants

"Take your shirt of for me baby.." i demanded as he immediately does as i say, i start kissing his chest..all the way to his happy trail and stopping at the waistband of his boxers and pants

"Take them off please.." he mumbled as i pull both clothing off him in one swift motion and leaving them below his knees as i watch his dick slap his stomach as it sprung out, Jesus hes big..

I immediately grab the base of ut and liked the precum thats already dripping from his rosy pink tip making him moan loudly

"Oh..fuck mhm" he moaned loudly as i swirled my tongue on his tip as i gently pummped him slowly making his hips buckle up in hopes of making even more friction against my hand

"Be a good boy for me and be patient.." i demanted as he let out a whimper and nods in response

I abruptly put half his dick inside my mouth and started bopping my head up and down as i pump the rest of his base that i couldn't fit

"Oh..you feel so good around me.." he said in between uncontrollable moans as i continued sucking faster and faster as he moaned

"Fuck..let me cum..please.." he pleaded

"Be patient baby"i ordered him as he whimpered

"Fuck-please just-" he didn't complete his sentence before his hot load filled my mouth making me leave his dick

"M'sorry-" he tried apologizing

"So cant take orders huh? Thats not what good boys do dont they?" I teased him as i take off my shorts and pink lace panties and get on his lap

"You need a punishment.." i tounted him as i linned his tip infront of my entrance and into my wet folds as i take all 7 inches of him making me moan loudly

"Ah fuck your big-" i moaned out making him whimper

"So tight-" he stuggled with his words as i started bouncing slowly and get faster as both our moans fill the living room

"doing so good baby.." i praised him

"such a good boy.."

"Fuck im close again-" he moans out feeling the knot in his stomach form, i kept bouncing even faster as he let out an angelic moan and released his hot load inside me, filling me

I kept bouncing and ridding him as his eyes weld up with tears from overstimulated

"Please-.. enough.." he pleaded as i ignored him and kept going making him whimper and whine as i felt the knot in my stomach forming

"Fuck chris- 'm close baby.." i moaned out as i cummed all over the both of us, riding my high out as chris continued to pleas and cry

I stopped and looked down at the disoriented heavy breathing drooling and crying brunnet under me and chuckled as i held his chin to face me

"Thats what happens to bad boys" i whispered as he whimpers making me get off his dick as his load drip from me

I sit next to him on the couch as he tries regaining his soberness from the drunk state i put him in

"Did i finally prove you wrong?" I joked

"I never thought id be a bottom.." he laughed out in breaths..

a/n: So uhm sorry if its rushed but uh thoughts on this?

[hrodvitnon]

Titan 'Weakspots' HCs (If you've read Shamhat, you know about Rodan's overly sensitive chest. I randomly started to wonder about other Titans' non-explicitly sexual sweetspots could exist (by this I mean other than like Godzilla's knot). This is just my crack at it, but if you have other ideas I'd like to hear those too.)

Godzilla (and other Gojirans) - His Gills. We see Titans go for these during fights with him all the time, and the more fight-oriented part of the fandom seems to agree the gills on the side of his neck are where his scales are the thinnest. I'm willing to be the membrane there would also need to be extremely sensitive to airflow and whatnot. It may even work like the scruff of a cat where they go limp if both have pressure applied to them. I'd say Goji gets this spreading tingling in his belly and lower stomach when they're played with and spikes of pleasure when someone would, say, attempt to mark him there. However, because it's such a tactical liability to have other Titans know about it- he prefers to keep it to himself. Only Mothra and Ghidorah know about it; Mothra because he told her and it's something she likes to use against him whenever she decides to play a little rough with him, and Ghidorah because of a rare instance of him having Goji on his belly and drilling him from behind- only to go for a mating bite on the gills and Goji erupting as soon as he does. I can probably see Goji telling Vivienne about this, though, I'd say he trusts her enough with that information.

Mothra - Wing Membranes. A lot of people forget how sensitive of a body part the actual wings of animals are. They need to account for wind levels, detect subtle air changes, and be thin enough to let creatures actually fly. Mothra's are no different. She often times asks Goji to feel out her wings after fights and positively melts into his lap while he dexterously plays with them. He does, however, need to be extremely gentle with them as not to rip them. This is a much harder weakness to exploit in her human form, but maybe she could manifest her moth wings for the purpose of getting a double shakedown from Viv and Goji.

Ghidorah - Horns and Tail(s). Ghidorah shoots lightning, we all know this. However, he can also detect lightning using specialized receivers in his horns and tails. However, this also makes both extremely sensitive to the touch. Godzilla's the only one that knows about this, first from an instance of Ichi blowing him off and him going for the convenient 'BJ Handles' on his head only for Ichi to go slack and start drooling, Ni to grit his teeth, and San to let out a whorish moan and letting his eyes roll back. He found the tail one out by giving one a rough tug while having the hydra pinned against a mountain; to this day he will never forget how Ichi's voice cracked against his cries of pleasure. I also hc that Goji and Ghidorah know each other's weak points but are in an unspoken vow of mutually assured destruction (each would tell everyone about the other's weakness if their own got out), so that's why they keep each other's secrets.

I like the idea that Goji only trusts certain people with how sensitive his gills are, and in private Vivi and Mothra will very tenderly kiss his neck. As for other Titan weak spots!

Tiamat - Frills So Tiamat has these frills in certain concept art, right? I like to think she has them in ItFoS and usually they're just for display purposes like intimidation or attracting a mate. They flare out and flutter in various patterns depending on the intention, and if one manages to get a hold of her they can try nibbling at the base of those frills, making Tiamat to go limp like a string of spaghetti. It's one of her surefire weak spots, but because she's such a difficult opponent it's rare for anything to touch her there; only Goji and Ghidorah know about it, and they're the only ones she'll allow to touch her there.

Methuselah - Shell, Horns It goes without saying that Methuselah isn't exactly able to reach back and scratch his back. Like tortoises/turtles he has nerve endings on his shell and sometimes he needs to back up just to get at an itch. His horns to a lesser extent could be a sweet spot because he can spend time rubbing them to keep them clean (they double as both weapons and a form of sexual dimorphism; the bigger and cleaner the horns, the more likely he is to find a mate). If you've ever seen a turtle smacking another turtle in the face, same thing with Methuselah... though biting the horns might be more likely than funny slaps.

Behemoth - Belly If one wants to make our favorite fuzzy tusky boi feel good, it turns out he's really ticklish. His belly is the softest part of his body but it's also an extremely vulnerable spot, so one needs to have his trust before they can touch him there. Once one is permitted to give him a good rubbing and scritching, Behemoth will start making a low noise that denotes happiness, and if it feels good enough he'll lay on his side or back... but be careful, because it's possible for him to get overstimulated from all the petting.

[xirae]

The Doom Generation is definitely going down as one of my favorite movies. I honestly really bought into the throuple dynamic they had and found it so cute - the sweetspot just before the devastating finale. It really hurt honestly, but the last scene does fit the themes of being surrounded and threatened by irreverent violence. The final cut is pure evil genius, I stg I had an out-of-body experience when it happened. yet it parallels the discussion they had about their one friend who killed himself. Peels back the whimsical way they talked about him into something more raw, laughing at American schizophrenic violence but bc it has to, bc nothing matters and there's no other way...

"Kill them with X" is becoming a meme rn, and it reminds me so much of that movie, the way that "KILL! KILL! KILL!" is like everywhere

Super excited to watch all his stuff, I have The Living End downloaded

[valentine-cafe]

Can I get a tiramisu this time?

[ Fem/Afab reader ]

Alessio was about to fuck you in a mating press but you yelp out, “Wait, I'm ovulating!” to which he smirks and replies with, “Awww, aren't we about to make a baby?” then pushes into you as you moaned in pleasure, “Isn't that so sweet?”

[ this version of alessio was MY FIRST CRUSH and the reason why I found your blog! ]

[ you can tell my type are mercenaries... ]

— 🎨

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 781 alessio

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍮 ꒱ enigma x reader, mercenary x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪

alessio has a particular roughness to him. something you loved. he always battered right up against your sweetspot. always played with your clit until you were crying. grabbed your hair, twisted and pulled you into all sorts of positions — and held you down during positions such as this.

“can’t tell me something like that, doll.” he groans against your ear. fucking shallowly into your already cum-filled cunt.

his hand reaches down to swipe some of the slick against his fingers, trying to push it back into your slit — as though he isn’t ball’s deep and stretching your poor cunt out enough.

“ya sabes lo mucho que quiero criar este bonito coño. and you tell me that?” he groans, fingers flexing into your thighs and holding it firmly into the mattress.

“you’re just fuckin’ asking for it -”

his hand on your thigh temporarily snaps to your ass instead, leaving behind a harsh spank and squeezing it tightly as he suddenly draws his thrusts out. slows so that you can feel him spilling inside of you once more.

he’s pulling out just a bit, trailing rough fingers up and down your overstimulated slit. giving your clit a little flick before he gathers the mixtures of your cum and his — stuffing it back into you.

those two fingers fuck your poor, sore cunt and he chuckles as you whine.

“what baby? gotta make sure it takes,” he dips down, pressing kisses along your jawline. “make sure you’re all full of me — yeah? yeah baby. so just keep taking it like you always do.”

꒰ OOOOOO alessio was your first?? OH WE SEE YOUR TYPE DARLING XKXKXK such a good choice tho omg ꒱

[hereticallyeverafter]

I'm gagged, like, I'm trying to joke about it but my fee fees are actually hurt-- I've been trying to help my friend get a girl- he's single and hates it, and he's quite conventionally attractive, very sweet, very smart, but he keeps getting thwarted by his autism/AUDHD, basically, which I think intimidates people, but it shouldn't, but whatever, let the trash take itself out.

So I'm late dxed ADHD and believe you me, I've experienced Some Shit, but because I never knew my "actual problem" til now, I never actually faced ADHD discrimination.

until

today.

I mentioned to Pal that I'd recently read a study how ADHD people tend to either have an "overabundance" of empathy or "none at all" (per NT standards ofc but a root of many socializing issues,) but anyway, he'd said before he couldn't stand trying to date another person with autism or ADHD, but I suggested perhaps if he found a sweetspot with someone with ADHD who had that kind of empathy. Disclaimer: I know stereotyping isnt fabulous, I was digging around trying to be optimistic. Could he pull a NT girl? Sure, but his odds might be better if he fished from his own pond, so to speak, someone who Gets It; basically, maybe don't rule it out? He's his own man, he can do what he wants lol

And he goes, "No, I've even prayed to God, NO ONE with disabilities, I can't do it". There was more but like, bruh. dude. my guy... ouch :(

I get being frustrated but like. We're your people too. I feel like, adultily speaking, we're both entitled to our feelings, so I'm not going to hold it against him bc I know that came from a place of frustration, but also thanks for popping my discrimation cherry, bestie -_-

ALSO he calls me back to tell me his coworker gave him great advice: that he's still young, he should relax and be more easy-going, maybe get out of the house more ALL STUFF I'VE BEEN SAYING TO HIM FOR WEEEEKS

not all men, but.... men 🙄😒

[richardvarey]

Hi-fi happenings, and making soundings

It has been a busy week here at the listening sweetspot. We integrated a further 2000 CDs into my library shelves, the new v1.50 firmware update for the Parks Puffin came through, and I finally found a Behringer FX2000 Virtualizer in stock locally. I could accept the sound of music recordings as determined by recordists and producers, audio equipment designers, and the interaction with my room…

[daja-the-hypnokitten]

Jukebox reviews part 27! For context, see my post “A Project”     under this same tag. If you want to see a full list of his EMCSA   stories, they can be found here, sorted alphabetically.And if you want to see some of his drabbles, check out his blog at @jukeboxemcsa

Silent Lucidity

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10/17/2015                                   mc ff md

I'm impressed at the mental resiliance these gals have, to still be trying, innovating, and finding ways to communicate to each other even though they're so restrained. Also I love the Lucy/Mina inside joke makes me smile, too. I'm not sure that I find it that hot, again it just misses the bits I'd want for heat, but it's a good interlude all the same. And if you like soemone aware of their brainwashing and unable to do anything about it, you'll probably enjoy this more than I do, on a heat level. 7/10 spirals. 

 Linger

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10/24/2015                                   mc ff

Sunbeams are so nice to curl up in and just *rest,* so I applaud Jana's clever use of that. And Vanessa thinking she couldn't think "straight" made me giggle at the play on words - intentional or not. And then, well, she's really brainwashing herself, giving herself so much pleasure while she imagines what Jana might turn her into with time... though who knows, maybe there's a suggestion or two at play that happened offscreen (by which I mean I'm virtually certain there were suggestions given offscreen that are keeping Vanessa there). All in all a solid story, 9/10 spirals 

 But I Am a Good Girl

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10/31/2015                                   mc mf ff md

I'm not sure what I think about this story. I *assume* that this sort of pushing where she thinks her limits are was explicitly negotiated earlier in their relationship - it seems like the sort of thing that would have been discussed. But it still isn't... seeing the internal back and forth, and that her fear is that she'll be *unable* to obey, to see him not doing anything to help reassure her? It doesn't quite work for me. I can see why it works for their relationship, just ... it kills the heat for me some. 7/10 spirals 

 I Was Made For Loving You

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11/7/2015                                     mc mf md rb

I'm surprised by how much I like this one. On the one hand, the full-time change usually isn't to my taste; on the other, PHOEBE clearly enjoys every minute of it, and that makes it more to my taste. And she still has a sense of her personality, and the loss of that is what I usually dislike, so I think this is in a sweetspot for me. It does an *amazing* job of getting in PHOEBE's head, of showing us her mental state at any given point, and I really enjoy the snippets of how the programming had to evolve that we get. I'm not into serial recruitment, to the minor flavor of that towards the end is a significant miss for me, but otherwise it's just a hot story. 8/10 spirals 

 Applause

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11/14/2015                                   mc mf md ma

"She has already learned that there is a great difference between telling the truth and keeping a promise." Well. That's a line that sets the tone for how our nameless dancer has been enticed to do whatever her nameless audience of one desires. And a mindset from him that I will never understand. Which is probably part of why I don't enjoy this story as much; between the clear implication that he's pushed her past what she thought her limits were, and the lack of seeing more of the process, it misses many of my tastes, at least a little. But seeing inside her head as she dances, as she considers just how much she'd do for his applause? It's still really good. 7/10 spirals 

 Girls Girls Girls

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11/28/2015                                   mc ff mf fd ma rb

I enjoy this peek into the Girls(tm) manufacturing process, and the backstory on what they are, where they come from, etc. I am left with some questions, though - what sorts of R&D? How is an LLC legally allowed to get away with using volunteers? They have to pay them *somehow,* even if they don't ask for it, as far as I understand the law. (I mean, I guess the obvious answer is that the folk who know about the volunteers aren't in any position to complain to the legal system?) But I can't engage with the PoV characters at all. Even when I was at my most Catholic, I never cared that much about what *other* people were doing as long as they weren't harming me. Patricia's desire to be so critical of what other people are doing, about the choices they're making for themselves, is anathema to me. Too much like a Patricia I actually know in my own life, actually, for me to get as into this story as I do a lot of the other Girls(tm) stories. Even seeing her change of mind is a little ... weird ... for me because of that parallel. 6/10 spirals 

 Under the Influence (Jukebox)

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11/28/2015                                   mc mf ff md ma

Only Jukebox can take an erotica story and end it with a small reference to Homer that makes perfect sense in the context of the story. And this is a fine story. For all I'm not a huge alcohol drinker, I've enjoyed my share of beer and wine tastings over the years, and that context helps me set the scene. I do wonder just what herbs were used in this wine, though, to give such a result after just a couple of glasses for someone who describes themselves as a "wine person." The erotica part of the story is fine, just ... eh, not for me? I'm a little too ace for it. 6/10 spirals 

 Baby Got Back

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12/5/2015                                     mc mf ff fd

Oof, the feeling about the bra is *too real,* though. I can immediately understand Lashawnda, even if I'm not the sort to want to walk around a party naked. That said, this isn't a story for me; I don't really connect with any of the elements of it past the "uuuugh bras are dumb" moment, because I just don't? *shrug* If you're the sort to enjoy butts, this is likely much more up your alley than it is for me. 

 The Pendulum’s Promise

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12/12/2015                                   mc

The description of the pendulum to start this ... I'm not even that much a visual fixation person and that description is *good.* And there's so much in this story that's well described. Her struggle to stay away, to not give in ... if it weren't for the undercurrent of fear and anxiety, I'd probably really enjoy this one. I enjoy resistance and the inevitability of surrender rather a lot, and this story is loaded with that. Enough so that I may have to revisit this one to see what I can pull out and use for consensual purposes in the future. 7/10 spirals 

 Every Time I Close My Eyes

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12/19/2015                                   mc ff

Ok, I'll use brain as computer analogies as much as anyone else, but this is a bit science-as-magic for me. The brain doesn't actually work quite that way. That said, does it really matter? It's a good focus for hypnotic control, and that can be enough I suppose. Seeing the slow effects as Kaitlyn's brain shuts down due to overload is hot; overload inductions are a fun sometimes treat for me because the contrast between trying to keep up with everything and then just getting to think about nothing is delightful, and I get a sense of that from this story. 8/10 spirals