#i know it is a bit sloppy but i don't care it felt good to do it

[a-s-levynn]

Your reflection, your bitter deception / Setting you free A Series of Small Offerings - IV/6 - day38

[audisive]

♪ SAD GIRL. pretty when you cry alternative

౨ৎ simon 'ghost' riley | reader

synopsis: another bad day calls for another solution. simon knows best, after all.

tags: smut, mentions of crying, comfort, self-indulgent, dumbification ??, dirty talk, a sprinkle of breeding, unedited filth

      You're not entirely sure how you got here.

You know why; you'd been stressing your precious head off for the whole week. These past few days seem to be worse than the past ones that had you crying your eyes out in Simon's arms. University has taken its toll on you, and your work is anything but helpful. You don't even have time to cry now! At some point, you barely even had time to spend with your beloved boyfriend, so he took matters into his own capable hands.

Still, you don't know how. You try to remember, but it's hard to think when Simon's even harder dick is stretching out your – in his words – pretty little cunt once more. It's no use trying to work your brain, he claims, not when your shoulders are slumped, your head is leaning on him, and he's rubbing his thick cock against the walls of your pussy just right.

Really, you tried to deal with your stress in a more appropriate way, but you knew it was futile. You admitted defeat when you felt his hands slip from your waist to your hips, when his lips found your neck, when his cold fingers played with your clit and when he'd eased you down on his cock with praises and whispers.

It's just not your fault that he knows the right buttons to push, and he seems to love turning your brain off. What's going on in that brain 'f yours, lovie? C'mon, 'nough of that. Leave it all t'me. If he had it his way, he'd have you drop out of that awful university you always complain about. Please let him provide for you.

"Y'don' even have t' do anything, baby," he grunts in your ear lowly, hot breath hitting your skin. So you don't. You pant against him like a pathetic thing, but you're so far gone in the pleasure that you just can't bring yourself to be a little shy about your state of mind, or rather, the lack of it.

"Such a good fuckin'–" he moans out loud when you clench around him a little too hard without warning, "girl. That's m'girl, tha's it."

You moan his name back, the only thing you can think of. Whining when his thrusts become rougher and harder, he coos, "I know, I know. Almost there, baby, I got'cha."

His pants aren't even all the way down. Shameless bastard! He opted to slide them down his muscular thighs to let the noticeable bulge slip out of its enclosure. His hands have long since shoved themselves under your clothes, not bothering to take them off either. It makes you feel icky, desperate, and utterly pathetic, but the way his cold skin freezes the surface of your bare hips while he moves you up and down on his leaky cock is enough to take your mind off of it.

You're a bit too loud for your own liking, and Simon's dirty talk isn't helping. He laces the lewd sounds of your bedroom with his own groans and grunts that your neighbors are sure to hear and complain about. And when he finds that spot of yours, he pounds you into the mattress like your lives depend on it. You'll just have to ignore the weird looks and glares they give you when you step out of your house.

Oh, but what can you do? You're at his mercy; all you can bring yourself to do is whine and moan for him, but don't worry, he'll take it as a reward for taking such good care of his pretty baby. He's hell-bent on finding ways to comfort you. If he can't fix you with sweet pecks and warm cuddles, he'll fix you up real good with sloppy kisses and his leaky cock. :3 

You'll be a good girl and not complain when he cums in you, right?

    divider by @cafekitsune !

[dark-and-kawaii]

You can pick who but I'm begging for more smut from you. Zevlor Rolan Haarlep Raphael whoever I just need it. Call me thirsty I don't care.

Shameless Smut

Haarlep x f!Tav/Reader - Zevlor x f!Tav/Reader - Raphael xf!Tav/Reader - Rolan x f!Tav/Reader - Dammon x f!Tav/Reader

⋆˙⟡♡ Notes: I- I picked everyone and added Dammon because i'm horny and unhinged like that... AND BE THIRSTY WE LOVE A THIRSTY HOOMAN!!!

⋆˙⟡♡ NSFW | Haarlep Is The Best | Big Dick Zevy | Creampie | Dirty Talk | Breeding | Pregnancy | Choking | Tail Play | Public Sex | Lorroakan Is A Perv | Dammon Chokes You With His Tail | I Missed Stuff But Oh Well

Enjoy xoxo

Haarlep

“What would the city think, their precious little hero-“ Haarlep thrusted the rest of their cock inside you, “filled with an incubus’s seed.” They continue to ravish your cunt, stretching and filling you so well, you could only pant as you clenched the sheets.

“How would they react-“ Haarlep bent down, their teeth grazing against the back of your neck, their hand caressing your still flat tummy, “seeing their savior swollen with a demon’s child~” The incubus bit down gently, but enough to mark you, a dark red hickey blooming where their lips met your skin. You groaned, tightening up on their cock, the thought of bearing an incubus’s child, bearing a demon child, was strangely arousing.

Haarlep growled at the feeling of you squeezing down on them, and continued pounding into you, their hand tangling in your hair to press your face against the mattress, your ass high in the air. You let out a muffled moan as Haarlep ravished you, the head of their cock hitting that spongy spot inside you every time, and their tail rubbing your clit with a speed and skill that rivaled your own hand. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten and coil, your moans turning into desperate mewls.

“s’too- too much! I-I can’t- AH~!!”

Haarlep’s hand wraps around your throat as they slam into your sopping pussy, the bed creaking, “So pretty with my hand around your delicate little neck-“ headboard slamming into the wall and you just have to hang onto the sheets like your life depends on it.

"Do I scare you?" The incubus purred, letting the hand squishing your neck tighten around it, "Do I terrify you? You know what I am and what I can do." Their voice was low and their breathing harsh.

Haarlep’s breathing picked back up when you nodded- their hip knocking against you painfully when your hand came up and sealed around their wrist, pressing down. Wanting them to do it, to press harder, to push you around more and more, shamed in how good the feel of their hand squeezing your throat made you feel."Y-Yes! Y-you- nngh- a-ah~!” you gasped, "B-but you- f’m-make me f-feel- n-nngh- s’good- AH~!"

You were a mess beneath them, panting and moaning like a bitch in heat, the feeling of them filling you up making you see stars, “gu-gunna fill m-me~” you babbled, eyes rolling back. Haarlep chuckled darkly, their thrusts becoming sloppy.

"Pump you full- fill your womb with my seed- fill you till you're leaking-" Haarlep grinned against your flesh, "-until the hero’s stomach swells with my child- I'll make you a mother, a breeder for my little demons." They mutter, the tip of their tail flicking your clit just right, your thighs trembling and your vision whiting out.

"F-Fuck! Haarlep~!!" Your orgasm slammed into you, making you scream.

“Good! Cum- cum with me, little mortal-!"

"S'gonna- I-I-!! G-Gods, please!~" You sobbed your body going numb. Haarlep always teeters on losing themself at this part, always brought back though to reality by your nails digging into their wrist, and how sweetly you whimper their name.

"H-Haarlep~” you sob, wanting, needing their cum, "I-I want- I w-wanna b-be a m-mother, w-want you t-to f-fill me- g-give me a c-child~" You were crying now, the way your walls just clamp down around them, pulsing and gushing.

"I'll take such good care of you~" they coo, kissing your tears away as they paint your insides white. Their seed warm and thick, Haarlep pressed themself deeper inside you to push their cum even further. Their tip rubbing against your cervix, the incubus wanting to be sure their sperm finds a home in your womb.

Their goal to make sure the shape of their cock is imprinted into your gummy walls, wanting to ruin you for anyone else. 

Rolan

Rolan grabbed your arms, his face deepening in color as soon as his back hits the scroll shelf. He looked down at you, his lips parted in a slight snarl, his nostrils flaring, "Th-Thish is highly inappropriate-." He tries to protest, but you push forward, your lips meeting his. He stiffens for a moment before he relaxes- almost. Pushing you off of him, Rolan glares at you, his lips firm. "You're insufferable-." He groans, “You need to leave before Lorroakan retur-“.

You stare at the cut on his eyebrow, your eyes trailing to find the bruise on his cheek. The marks his mentor left behind… Your eyes darkened, and you press up against him, your chest rubbing against his.

"I'm not leaving until I know you're alright." You hiss, your eyes softening when you find his stare, your lips pursed, “besides~” You tiptoe your fingers up his chest, tracing over his heart, before finding his neck, then his chin. You lean in, gently pulling him forward. His breath hitching. "I want him to catch us~” You glide your nail against his throat, causing Rolan to swallow thickly, his adam's apple bobbing as his eyes flutter close and he sighs.

"You are… insufferable," he says, his voice a mere whisper. Your lips curl into a smirk as you pull him in for a kiss, pressing your body closer.

“Want him~” you trace his bottom lip with your tongue, nipping him gently, "to catch me~" you whisper, his breath deepening, before his hands find their way around your waist, gripping the fabric of your shirt, “to watch me take you~".

Rolan inhales sharply, his lips parting just enough for your tongue to slip through, the heat of his mouth causing your eyes to flutter closed. He groans, his hand cupping the back of your neck, his tongue brushing against yours. You pull back, a string of saliva connecting the both of you. His mouth following yours before you push him back again, “I want Lorroakan to hear my sweet Rolan’s moans~"

You tug up on his robe, "Want him to hear me cry your name~.” You bite your lip, “To watch you fill my dripping pussy with your delicious cum~" You glance up at Rolan, whose face is completely flushed, his lips parted, and eyes dark, “Wanna bruise his ego~”

"You are going to be the death of me," He spins the two of you, your back to the shelf now. His hips roll forward and you can feel the evidence of his arousal.

"I'll be your death." you whisper, pressing up against him.

Rolan groans, his lips ghosting against your neck, "And what a way to go," he mumbles, his breath hot. He kisses along your neck, his teeth grazing over your pulse. He reaches his hand out, and grabs the shelf above you, knocking a scroll onto the ground, "Lorroakan is going to find us." He warns, “ The man knows everything that happens in this tower."

You moan as he bites your neck, his fingers digging into your skin before pushing you down to the ground. Rolan’s hand forcefully flips your dress up, bunching it at your hips, his other hand reaching to rub the wet spot of your panties, "So wet already."

He pulls down your undergarments, his hand slipping between your slick folds, his thumb finding your clit and rubbing it in slow circles, his middle finger sliding into you, his index finger teasing the edge of your ass, "Such a degenerate," he purrs, his tail flicking behind him.

You moan, rocking your hips, feeling his fingers slide in and out, “Rolan~," you mewl, spreading your legs, your chest pressed into the wooden floor.

"Look at you, getting so wet, so loud." His fingers move faster, the lewd, wet noises filling the tower. You moan, reaching a hand back, grasping his arm. Rolan grunts, "Do you want Lorroakan to find us? Hear me make you a sloppy mess?" He growls, adding another finger, "Do you want him to see how good you're taking my fingers? Hear the noises you make?"

You nod, "Yes!" you mewl, "P-please~, rut into me, Rolan~."

He scoffs, his fingers leaving you, the wetness trickling down your thighs. You feel his cock slide between your slick folds, a low groan leaving his throat, "Such a needy thing," he mumbles, his lips trailing soft kisses along your back, "My needy thing." he growls, his hands wrapping around your waist, his tail coiling around your leg.

He pushes in, a small groan leaving his throat, his hips flush against your ass, his head pressed into your back, "So tight," he groans, his nails digging into your sides, "My beautiful girl."

He starts to move, pulling out until only the tip is left, and then roughly thrusting in. You gasp, pushing back against him, feeling his hips slap against your ass, "R-Rolan~" you moan, clawing the wood beneath you, "M-More~" you whine.

Rolan moves his hands to your breasts, groping and pinching throat the thin fabric of your dress, his thumbs rolling over your nipples, "How lewd of you, getting turned on by the thought of being caught." He teases while he rocks his hips, his tail tightening around your leg. He grunts, his thrusts growing erratic, his nails digging into the tender flesh of your breasts.

Rolan is too focused on you, his rough snaps causing scrolls to fall from the shelf beside you, but as you tilt your head you notice a pair of eyes staring at you, their cock in their hand.

You lock eyes with Lorroakan, who watches silently. The sight of him causes a chill to run up your spine, your back arching as Rolan pulls you up giving Looroakan a perfect view of his cock thrusting into you, your juices coating his cock making a mess on the floor. Rolan doesn't stop, his nails digging into the soft flesh of your breasts, his head buried in the crook of your neck. "Cum for me," He whispers in your ear, his hot breath fanning against your neck, his pace unrelenting, his cock hitting all the right places.

"M' s'so close~," You whine, your eyes never leaving Lorroakan’s, "C-Cumming~" you mewl, closing your eyes. Your body tenses, and the knot in your stomach snaps, your legs twitching as Rolan keeps thrusting, your walls clenching around his cock. Rolan's hips stutter, his thrusts growing sloppy, and a low groan leaves his throat, "D-Damn," he grunts, his cum spilling out, the warmth causing a shudder to run through your body.

You hear Lorroakan groan, his own cum covering his hands. His eyes meet yours, and you bite your lip, your hand reaching behind your to pull Rolan's face to yours. "Kiss me~," and he obliges, his hand slipping between your legs, rubbing your overstimulated clit, "Again?" He chuckles, "Such a dirty girl."

You would keep at it until Lorroakan had to come pull you off Rolan…

Raphael

"Sweet little mouse." Raphael whispers, taking in how fucked out you are beneath him, wheezing out how good he feels. 

"Do you like being pinned down like this, hm?" it's an almost teasing lilt. You think he’s laughing at your stupefied state, but in reality he’s marveling, basking in how good you are to him, greedily accepting his cock.

You nod your head, whimpering. The motion is a pathetic, weak jerk. A few strands of hair fall across your forehead. He takes note of how flushed your cheeks are, how glossy your eyes look.

The sight makes him groan. You feel so good, clenching and spasming around him with each thrust, making him throb and swell.

He has you trapped, completely. Raphael has broken you to the point where all you can do is take his cock, whimpering and crying as he drives it deeper into you, stretching your insides so that they fit his shape and no one else's ever again. Eradicating the memories of those who had been with you prior.

You think to yourself, there’s nothing more delicious than being pressed, pinned down onto his bed, bred like livestock, and barely able to suck in a shaky breath of air between each rough thrust.

The feeling of his cock plunging deep inside, filling you up, stretching you, is addicting. You don't know how many times he’s made you cum, only that it doesn't seem to stop. Unable to focus on anything else besides the cock splitting you open and the pleasure wracking through your body.

"M-more~!!" you wail against the sound of your squelching cunt, feeling his thick cock tug at your walls as he leaves. It’s a frenzy entanglement- you provoke him, spur him on to drive into you faster and harder, the way you wiggle and clench down onto his thick cock, creaming so hard that with each impact you can not only hear it- you feel it splatter down in between the folds of your stretched cunt, drip down the seam of your ass. 

The cambion more than willing to provide. He’ll keep you forever, a beautiful ornament for his bed, his own personal toy to fuck whenever he desires, a perfect suitor to give him children, an army of his own blood, a pretty little thing to keep by his side. 

Zevlor

“Mm~ Zevlor-” warm hands made their way up your thighs. You gasped at the feeling of your underwear being pulled to the side. The cool air nipped at your hot skin. 

"I- I missed you so much, Zevy.”

The tiefling let out a soft hum, "I’ve been quite busy, haven’t I?" his tail brushed against your folds, and your breath hitched.

He chuckled and pressed his thumb on your clit. He began rubbing it in circles and you mewled in delight.

"I apologize," he whispered in your ear.

His lips trailed hot kisses down your arm, his hands wondering over your entire body, pausing at your swollen belly and looking up at you.

You met his gaze with half lidded eyes and smiled, caressing his cheek. His eyes softened and a smile grew on his lips as he continued kissing lower and lower. Situating himself in between your thighs, he hooked your legs over his shoulders, as he buried his face in your pussy.

The heat of his tongue sent a shiver through your spine and a groan escaped your lips. You arched your back off the bed and grabbed his horns.

"Z-Zev~" his thick fingers held your cunt lip apart, his tongue making small circles around your clit before a finger probed at your dripping hole.

"S's~ hahhh~" Zevlor curled his fingers, feeling for the spongy spot that made you arch your back for him, careful not to scape your insides with his nails. Your hips bucked into his face but his other arm held you down and prevented you from moving, “I~ please~ please~! Zevlor! I-“ You blushed, holding your swollen belly, “N-need you~”

Zevlor pulled away from you and you whined at the loss. He looked at you and licked his lips. His horns glistened from the sweat on your hands, his lips and chin shiny from your juices.

He crawled on top of you and kissed your forehead, then your nose, then finally, his lips met yours. You sighed into the kiss, tasting yourself on him, his tongue exploring every corner of your mouth, your tongues dancing. His hand finding the swoll of your stomach where his child grows…

His child.

Zevlor still can’t get over it. The thought of it turns him on and he can feel his own cheek flush with embarrassment. He constantly thinks about how he filled you up so full of his cum it had gotten you pregnant, the sounds of you begging him to impregnate you still lingering. You were so beautiful like this, so plump and soft. He’d never admit it, but if he could, he’d put another child in you this second. 

“Fu~ S’so tigh-tight~~” you squirmed beneath him as he pushed into your sopping cunt. Despite bedding with him countless of times it was always such a stretch. Your toes curled and a long drawn out moan escaped your lips as your hole greedily took in his thick girth.

He let out a guttural groan as he felt your velvety walls envelop him. It had been a few days since the last time you two had sex and your insides hugged him so tightly, so nicely.

He slowly thrusted his hips, relishing in the wet heat of your cunt.

Dammon

"D-Dammon! I-I'm so sorry! I‘ll be a good girl, I swear!" Lying in the hay you struggle against the rope wrung around your wrists, but Dammon easily presses his foot over the both of your bound arms, forcing you to stay still. He kneels down beside you, his lip lower down to your ear, nose inhaling your scent as he talks down to you calmly and quietly, "Keep count.”

You take in a shaky breath before nodding in agreement, fingers balling up into tight fists as you brace yourself for impact. The first strike of his hand comes down hard, stinging the delicate flesh of your exposed bottom. A small yelp leaves your mouth and you instinctively move forward, “Ah~ O-One! Another strike and you cry out louder this time, tears welling up in your eyes, "fu’-Two!"

The next six strikes come in quickly, and by the end of it your tears and mascara paint your face, your lip tint smeared from burying your face against rough hay inside the barn… Your ass marked with his handprints, and Dammon finds himself running a fingertip over the sore flesh, smirking lightly to himself. "So desperate from my cock that you couldn't even control yourself in front of her, could you?"

"Y-Yes-!."

It was true, you always grew envious when Karlach was around, desperate to show her that Dammon belonged to you.

He pulls you up so that you're resting on your knees, your face now level with his crotch. Dammon’s calloused hand grips your jaw tight, forcing his thumb past your lips.

"Are you going to be good for me," he says darkly, and you can't help the whimper that rises when his coarse thumb and nail presses down on your tongue, saliva pooling. He takes his thumb from your mouth with a pop. His hand fishing his cock out of his slacks, "Go on, wrap those pretty lips of yours around me." and you open your mouth wide, tongue lolling out to lap at his cock.

Dammon's cock is impressive in size, thick and veiny with a bulbous head, and the sight of you kneeling before him, tied up, lips stained and eyes puffy from crying has him leaking pre cum.

Dammon's hand that had been gripping your jaw moved to grip a handful of your hair, his tail coiling around the base of your throat, choking you in a way that leaves you moaning around him.

The head of his cock hits the back of your throat, and you choke, eyes welling up with tears as you look up at Dammon who looks back down at you, smirking, "Can't have you forgetting that you’re the only one that belongs to me."

Dammon thrusts his hips forward, pushing his cock further down your throat, "This is mine." He struggles to keep his eyes open, heavy, breathy moans escaping him as you take more of his length, bobbing your head as you twist and slide your tongue around and under his cock, tracing every vein and ridge. 

Each time you take him deeper and farther you ignore the tight pressure on your throat. You're his to use right now, and despite the pain, you'll be his good little throat hole. His hips twitch a little, making your eyes water and throat tighten. Your breathing is heavy, the taste of him on your tongue the only thing you can focus on. Dammon’s tail squeezes your throat, and your moans vibrate around his cock and appendage.

He groans, voice heavy and strained, "So obedient when my cock stretches your throat.” 

It isn’t long until he begins fucking your mouth, pulling out and pushing back in deep, a loud groan escaping him when your nose bumps against his pelvis. The sounds of you choking and gasping for air has him lost in the moment. He can feel the way your throat bulges against his tail every time he thrusts forward.

You gag, saliva dripping down the corners of your mouth, tears and mascara running down your face. And yet you look so beautiful like this. You take everything he gives, your eyes fluttering closed in bliss as you feel your mind begin to cloud.

“Going to fill your stomach with my cum, make sure you never forget what we have, princess." His words come out in a strained growl, the pace of his thrusts growing erratic.

You whine around him and dig your nails into his thigh when he keeps fucking your face, your vision swaying and darkening. “Going t-to.” You can barely hear, trying to push him away by instinct. His hold on your neck and hair is too tight though, his hot cum shooting down your gullet and forcing you to swallow every drop.

Dammon releases you, watching you slump down on the ground while cum and drool leaks from the corners of your mouth, his tail wiping up some of the excess. He kneels down, pulling your limp form against him, holding you tightly against his chest as you take in large gulps of air.

"You are the only one for me, I promise." He swipes a stray hair from your face, “My one and only girl.”

You look up at him with a dazed expression, a smile on your lips as you rest your head on his shoulder. Dammon’s tail curling around you as he plants a soft kiss on the top of your head, a gentle purr emitting from his chest

[fresalana]

i'll take care of you.

synopsis: first time with kate.

warnings: strap on sex.

type: blurb

a/n: kate martin hours. y'all know how much i love phantom strap. not proof read, sorry for mistakes.

"please- please don't stop-" kate was practically pleading with you as her head fell back, resting against the headboard. she was overwhelmed with the feeling of you on top of her, and she was quickly losing her mind.

"you feel so good- you're perfect," she breathed out, and her words were completely sincere. she was almost unable to articulate a sentence as a result of her bliss.

"i love you, so, so much," you whispered, your breath hot against kate's ear. you both were completely addicted, both unable to get enough of the other. your love for one another was overwhelming, and the only way to express that love was through physical touch. the sex was filled with love throughout. gentle touches and tender kisses. at first, it was steady and gentle, but now it was hard and fast.

"i love you too," kate let out a soft, low moan, and her nails started digging into the flesh of your hips. her hips rocked up when you would push down, desperate for all the friction she could get.

"harder, please, baby-" she pleaded, her head tilted back against the headboard, exposing her arched throat. kate couldn't help but think about what would happen if this ever went further. the thought of calling you her *wife* sent a chill through her body, and her chest warmed at the idea.

"you're mine, forever-" kate spoke in a slightly husky voice as she continued to thrust up, desperate to be as close to you as possible.

"i want all of you. every inch, every part, every bit."

"you're so beautiful- so perfect, all mine," she mumbled as her lips started trailing kisses along your exposed neck and collarbone, leaving little hickies in their path along your skin. her thrusts started growing harder, more sloppy, and she was getting close to the edge.

kate could tell you were overstimulated - you were getting more and more loud as time went on. your moans were getting slightly higher and more desperate, and it was driving her mad. she found herself close to the edge when she heard those pretty sounds coming from you, and she buried her face in your neck to muffle her own moans.

"i'm close-" she breathed out, one of her hands moving down to rub your sensitive clit with her thumb. your movements became jerky as you felt her fingers on your clit. you brought your hand down, clutching hers tightly, your breathing quickening.

"it's okay, baby. i'll take care of you," kate murmured before capturing your lips in a quick kiss, her thumb continuing to rub your clit at the same pace. her movements had slowed down, and it was obvious that she had other priorities in mind.

although you knew you could handle much more, you didn't think you could. with your face tucked into the crook of your neck and your breathing irregular, you were having an orgasm that felt like a freight train. kate could *feel* your sensitivity - you were practically trembling in her lap, and your body was so close to her.

"shh, it's okay-" she tried to soothe you as she felt you grip her hand, her lips against your jaw. her thumb continued its gentle, slow circles on your clit.

"i said i'd take care of you."

[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

content: gamer!wonwoo, established relationship, smut, f reader, penetrative sex, they're in love <3

wc: 686

masterlist

gamer!wonwoo who had just come back home from a gaming tournament, cocky all throughout it, having had all the confidence in the world that he'd get first place. after all, he's known as the best professional gamer in his country for a reason.

after reestablishing his title as korea's top gamer once more and winning himself a huge trophy on national news, he could now come back home to you, his favorite trophy of all. he had wanted to take you with him, but knew your presence would only be a distraction from his gaming. you agreed, knowing how difficult it was for your boyfriend to keep his hands off of you at times.

now, after two weeks of separation, wonwoo could finally come back home to you, willing and waiting to receive him in your arms like his good girl.

"n-nonu ... fuck."

"shit, baby just like that ..."

you currently found yourself sitting on top of him, skirt still on, panties pushed aside, and shirt tugged down just enough to reveal your tits.

upon his arrival, you had expected to welcome him home with a celebratory dinner, proud of your boyfriend for his hard work. but wonwoo seemed to have different plants. immediately after crossing to the threshold of your home, wonwoo dropped his bags and practically jumped you.

he kissed you as dragged you along with him while he quickly undressed himself, letting himself fall on the couch with you on top of him. it only took a bit of kissing and feeling you up for him to get you wet enough to take him. he did the bare minimum at removing your clothes and forced you down his dick, groaning out at the warmth he hadn't felt in weeks.

you alternated between bouncing and grinding on his cock, wanting to chase your own pleasure but also wanting to give him whatever he wanted. he deserved it after all.

"so pretty n warm, shit. missed this pretty pussy so bad."

"taking you with me next time, pretty. never wanna be away from this pussy again."

"gonna fuck you all night to make up for lost time, ah- shit."

"yea .. bounce for me just like that, baby, lemme see how pretty you look on my cock .."

with that and many other filthy expletives, wonwoo had you giving him your best performance, wanting to reward him for his achievement.

"n-nonu .. feels so good ... need-ah!"

wonwoo had sensed your movements becoming sloppy, likely due to tiredness from your legs, and started to grind his hips upwards with all the force he could, rendering you speechless at the sudden change in pace.

it was animalistic the way in which he dragged you up and down his dick, using all his strength to move you however he pleased, chasing his pleasure like his life depended on it.

"b-baby, fuck. gonna come .. gonna come in this pretty pussy. get you nice and stuffed for me, yeah?"

"better keep it all in, okay? if you waste it i'll just do it again and again until you take it all for me. gonna be my cute lil creampuff. you want that, don't you baby?"

you tightened at that, wanting more than to be stuffed with all he had to give.

with a few more minutes of wonwoo fucking you like a rag doll, you climaxed, falling limp against his chest as you felt wonwoo cum inside you, spurts of cum entering you with a groan of your name.

"nonu ..." you breathed out after finally catching your breath, sitting up to stare into his eyes, hand coming up to caress his cheek, "so proud of you, nonu.l

he turned his head around to place a kiss on your palm, "hmm. love you, baby. thank you for being such a good girl and waiting for me. my pretty trophy."

with that, he carried you to bed, ready to take you again and again until he lost himself to exhaustion, falling asleep next to you knowing he'd always have you here waiting for him as he took care of you at any chance he could.

a/n: i had no idea how to end this and the whole thing makes no sense whatsoever anyways hope u enjoyed either way <3

[cupidscrule]

sooo if u could do bullysatosugu x fem!reader u would do me a biiiiiiggg favorrr and thak youuu

PUPPY BABY !

BULLY!Satosugu× afab!reader (no prns r used)

WARNINGS - light bondage, mean Satoru and suguru, slight non con? Reader doesn't explicitly consent but it's Implied, au where suguru isn't a cult leader, p in v, forced blow job, marking, reader gags on their panties

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You were their victim, all throughout highschool and now as a teacher. Still their victim, even though you three had grown up that didn't stop them, Satoru. Suguru.

Fucken assholes, calling you names, making fun of how you look, talked, anuthin' they could.

It was miserable, you couldn't do anything against them either way so it was pointless, the only reasonable person in your life was Shoko

"I swear I'm gonna kill them." You mutter to her dramatically falling back onto her bed, "I know they're annoying " she replies glam in over at you, she was the only person you could TALK to. At least she was always there as a buffer between you and the bastards, always let you rant and scream with her.

They never fucked around with Shoko though, no idea why they won't respect you but they will her.

"I'm so tireddd" you groan leaning back in the empty classroom, your students were currently out on a mission, probobly not dead. Shoko was off doing god knows what and, well there was Gojo and Geto. Honestly it was a pretty good day, they weren't around you; they were doing their own thing. Meaning you get peace and quiet. Which is rare.

"Hey y/n! What's up" the way too familiar voice echos, sound of the creaking door opening. Standing in the doorway the men.

"The hell do you want" you murmmer looking over at them, eyes halflided looking both grosed out and annoyed. Typical reaction to seeing those dicks.

"You looked lonely, thought we'd stop by" suguru said causally, shrugging his shoulders.

"Whatever bullshit your up to, I don't care" you say plainly, to your dismay they don't leave though. Coming up closer to you, Satoru talking about random shit, suguru just looking over at you. You were leaning on one of the old desks, too tired to be bothered to get rid of the pests

Satoru coming up beside you pulling on your hair harshly, slightly whimper comes from your lips

"Oh fuck sugu~ hear that" the white haired one says smirking like a cunt

Pulling away from him, standing a few feet away from them. "Fucken' whore" he whispers small laugh coming from him

" 'toru aren't you being a bit mean to the poor thing?" Geto hums, hands in his pockets. Eyes lingering on the display infront of him

"Nah shes not crying it's fine!! Sugu don't be such a downer " Satoru says fake frown on his dumb little face. Looking back over at you his hand going to grab your face, only to be stopped by you slapping it away

"Don't touch me." You say short, teeth gritting

"Bitch oh you're gonna regret that" he glaring at you, roughly grabbing onto your shoulders pushing you firmly against the wall, his grip tight, nails digging into your soft skin though the fabric of your uniform

Before briefly releasing you, shoving you down. Honestly you're kinda shocked, shocked that he thinks he can just get away with this. But of course it doesn't even MATTTER suguru's standing beside the cunt. They both have a devilsh look on their eyes which made you shudder, brows furrowed at them

"Yknow I've- fuck always been more a dog person"

Fucking humiliation is all you felt, they had you on your knees. Hands held behind your back, gagging on Satoru, even worse was your soaked panties, the fact you were getting off on this

Suguru sat on a chair behind you, holding your wrists firmly, while you were buried between satorus legs, his hand held on your hair gripping it and fucking your sore throat. Only sloppy moans came from you, tears in your eyes

"Shit you crying? What happened to tellin us to fuck off ?" Suguru laughs, using his free hand to rub the tears off your face.

"Mmf- don't even have a gag reflex you really are - fuck a slut huh?" Satoru says, forcing you to take his whole length, feeling his seed seep into your throat.

He pulls out, still semi hard dick in his hand "swallow." He said, watching you, a teary pretty little mess choke it down, face all red.

"Better listen hunny" suguru mutters patting the side of your cheek, you would almost think it was endearing if it wasn't for your situation.

No matter how much you tried you just couldn't make a coherent sentence, just babbles of cuss words.

"F-fuck y- you-"'

"Use your words" suguru says again in that sickly sweet tone

Satoru still up in front of you, looking down at you as if you're a bug.

"I h- hiccup hate- you. " Only words to come out of your mouth, wasn't really what they wanted to hear but it was something !

Suguru letting go of your wrists , releasing you, thighs were pressed together , dribbles of cum coming down from your chin with still teary eyes, awe it made satorus heart melt. For a moment he almost wanted to take away all the pain you were in, but then you wouldn't be crying so what's the fun in that?

"I'll take care of you hm? Alright hunny?" Suguru says, picking you up, bending your down, stomach down and ass up on the cold desk you were sitting on, you still had all your clothes on. Well despite your shirt being ever so slightly unbuttoned. Suguru with ease pulled down your sweats, your white lacey panties soaked, small giggle comes from Satoru after seein' that

"I was just jokin' damn, slutty one aren't ya?"

Suguru gently pulling them off, handing them to Satoru who proceeds to jam them in your mouth, making you taste your own filth, hearing suguru unbutton his pants, running his dick on your slit making muffled moans escape from you

Bullying his dick into your right hole, soft groans is all that's heard in the room, suguru has your legs resting on his hips while he digs into you.

Hands digging into your ass, earning small whines from you

His pace wasn't as bad at Satorus, still sore though. Till eventual you can feel him slowdown chasing his high, pulling close into you and cumming inside, hands still gripped onto your ass making small red marks.

"Cries too much" Satoru says pushing you over onto suguru

"Satoru, be nice they've been through enough ~"

"Mfm-sore- hurt" you whine snuggling closer to them

Huh, maybe they aren't so bad.

PT 2 CHAT?1!!1

[paulyenvol6]

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You're craving your husband's attention but to your misfortune he has to leave to meet his friends so you start to sulk. Daemon has a solution though and suggests that they could simply join you in your activities....

Contains: detailed smut, oral (f & m receiving), fingering, foursome, p in v, unprotected sex, possessiveness, degrading, gagging, crying, sub!reader, spanking, dirty talk, words like slut and whore

Wordcount: ~6.38k

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"It's so fucking hot today, gods.", Daemon murmured as he walked up and down restlessly.

It was afternoon, the time of the day when your husband always talked and talked while you were trying to relax especially on days like this.

"But I can smell thunder. A good rain is what the city needs right now." You rolled your eyes which he couldn't see and put the book you had previously tried to read back on the shelf.

"Yes. I agree."

Daemon heard in your tone that you were annoyed and turned around to curiously look at you.

"What is it?", he asked and you shook your head smiling lightly.

"Nothing. I just realized that apparently right now is not the time for me to read."

He raised his eyebrows and looked caught. "Oh. Sorry, love."

But you didn't care now anymore and opened your arms to signalise him to come to you. He understood and stepped in front of you so you could rest your head against his chest. That was the moment when you truly forgot about your book because his presence felt so comforting and good that you quietly hummed to yourself and closed your eyes. Now you wanted nothing more than to be with him, feel him in every way possible.

"Daemon…", you mumbled and he stroke the back of your head.

"Mhm?"

"I want you." You felt lazy and a little tired but it was the kind of mood in which you craved sloppy sex with him. Slow and calm movement when you were both just enjoying each other and took your time with everything.

Daemon leaned down to kiss your head. "I want you too. But I have to go soon."

His words made you abruptly pull away from him and the crease between your brows deepened.

"Where?"

He caressed the side of your face. "I'm meeting Aston and Jarak in the city."

You let out a dramatic cry and pretended to sob in your hands which made Daemon chuckle and he took your hands so he could look at you.

"Darling.", he tried to get your attention.

But you sulked at him. "Please. I really want you, Daemon. So badly."

He now looked like he was in pain but still soothingly ran his thumb over the back of your hands.

"Just wait until I'm back. I'll take care of you then, little one."

But you wouldn't give up yet. You needed him and you would do anything it took to have your husband all to yourself. He wanted to meet with two of his friends who also served as warriors of the city watch and of course that usually wasn't a problem to you but not tonight when you felt so aroused. So you bit your lip while running a hand down your body to open the first buttons of your light summer dress.

"I don't think you know what you're missing, husband.", you whispered. "You could do anything you want to me. Whatever it is you desire. I'd be at your mercy, doing and taking whatever you want. Do you know what I have to do to fulfill my needs while you're gone? You couldn't expect me to wait for hours when I need it so badly… I'd have to take care of it myself with my own hands though I know that you can do it so much better."

Daemon closed his eyes and you could see in the way his chest heaved and lowered itself so rapidly that he was turned on which was exactly what you had intended to do. But then he opened his eyes again and had a mischievous smile on his face. Daemon leaned down so his mouth brushed over your ear while softly squeezing your hand.

"I mean that would be very irresponsible of me, right? Well… I do have a solution, little girl.", he stated and you curiously met his gaze. "You know… they could come here to the keep and… join us."

His last words were almost inaudible but you understood them all the same and its content made your heartbeat fasten. You had done something like that twice before. A year ago had been the first time and it was Daemon who had suggested it. He liked the idea of other men joining the two of you and watching them pleasuring you. He had only two rules: They weren't allowed to come inside of you and they weren't allowed to make you come either.

For Daemon the first rule was easily justified as he simply didn't want you carrying another man's child. The second one was a bit more twisted but Daemon was very possessive over you and your pleasure and he wanted to be the one making you see stars.

You were very open about it as well and after your husband and you had communicated about it you had decided to try it. The first time you did it, only one other man joined you, Orwen a good friend of Daemon. Your husband had made clear that in the end it was still him and you who were in charge and that Orwen was to stop whatever it is he is doing when he or you told him to. He had agreed to that and the three of you had spent a beautiful night together.

Afterwards you were very fond of it and had told Daemon that you would like to try it again. And though he had made clear that he could still satisfy you all by himself (by actually showing you that he could), he was on board and only shortly after that you had tried it a second time, that time even with two more men.

Now you nibbled at your thumb and thoughtfully observed your husband. It was a tempting idea you had to admit… You were aroused and needy and you knew his two friends from the city watch so things wouldn't be too awkward. Daemon sensed your indecision, sat down on a chair and gestured you to climb on his lap. Once you straddled his thigh he brushed over your head and examined you closely.

"We don't have to.", he spoke quietly. "Only if you feel like it."

You bit your lip and then smirked croakedly. "I want to."

And it was the truth. You felt like being intimate with Daemon and two additional men excited you as well. You trusted your husband completely and knew that he would probably behead any man who did something that happened without your consent. He would make you feel good while looking out for you and protecting you if there was need for it.

"Really?", he asked once again and you nodded determinedly.

"Yes. I do." He smirked and his hand wandered to your arse to squeeze your flesh softly.

"I will invite them then, my sweet girl. Let them have a taste of your cunt." He stroke your skin. "Let them feel your tight hole. But they're not gonna make you come, is that clear?"

Once again you nodded and couldn't surpress a quiet moan because his hand that was only on your thigh already turned you on so much that you couldn't think straight.

"No else is gonna make this cunt come but me. That's my fucking job. Do you understand me, little one?"

"Yes Daemon.", you pressed and leaned down to kiss your husband.

You spent a few more moments in this position feeling the warmth in your chest and stealing little kisses from him until Daemon told you he was going to meet his friends now and then take them to the keep if they agreed. Unwillingly you got off his lap and sat down on your own chair while watching Daemon gathering his things. Your eyes were yearning for him which didn't go unnoticed by your husband and he chuckled quietly.

"Are you done now?", he asked and you snapped back to reality.

"What?"

Daemon's laugh intensed and he walked over to you to kiss your forehead. "Oh my sweet girl… Are you that eager?"

You nodded with flared eyes while pressing yourself against Daemon's hand that held the side of your face.

"I'll be back soon. With company."

You returned his wide smirk and then watched your husband leave your chambers. Once he was gone you dropped your shoulders and looked around in the room unknowing what you could pass the time with now. But then your gaze quickly returned to your book that you had previously put down after Daemon had interrupted you over and over again and decided to read a few more pages.

That turned out to be a bit of a difficulty because now that you knew what would happen in a matter of minutes, it was hard to concentrate on anything that wasn't your husband's slender fingers, his toned abdomen, his skillful mouth and his thick cock. It felt like torture awaiting his arrival and your eyes wandered to the closed door every few seconds. After a while you put down the book because it was hopeless and instead you stared down to watch the sun lowering itself until it hit the horizon.

Only then did you finally hear steps outside your door and excitedly jumped from your chair. Adrenaline made your toes curl and you felt your heart beating fast in your chest. You glanced in the mirror one last time, made sure your hair wasn't too messy and adjusted your dress and then the door opened and Daemon strut inside. As soon as he saw you a smirk appeared on his face and this time you felt like he was undressing you with his eyes.

"My beautiful wife.", he said loudly and right now you only had eyes for your husband so you didn't pay any attention to the two men following him. He walked towards you, possessively wrapped his arms around your waist but then turned the two of you to the guests.

Aston was a tall man whose dornish descent was visible in his dark features and eyes so black that you couldn't see his pupils. As fit for a warrior he had broad shoulders and hands that looked like they could strangle a man in seconds.

Jarak was a little shorter with light hair but looked equally muscular. His piercing eyes were of a light blue and every time he looked at you, you felt like he could see right through you. But he was a kind man and it was rare for him to ever keep a straight face as he laughed about anything and everything.

In fact both men were familiar to you because they had been being your husband's best friends for a long time. The only thing that would change now was the fact that you were about to get intimate with the both of them and considering their beauty and their trained bodies this thought aroused you. But your priority was of course still Daemon next to you. You knew that you would never meet someone who would make you feel what he made you feel. No matter how pretty or strong they were.

His thumb now slowly drew circles over your skin on your waist through the fabric of your dress while Aston and Jarak approached you and bowed their heads.

"My princess.", each of them said and you smiled graciously.

"Ser Aston. Ser Jarak. It's a pleasure to welcome you here."

Daemon to your left smirked smugly and pulled you closer to him. "Ser Grandon!", your husband then shouted. "Close the door."

The knight positioned by the door to your chambers bowed and then the four of you were to yourselves. Your eyes rested on the knights again who observed you heatedly and Daemon kissed your forehead.

"I think there is no need for further courtesies, is there?"

Jarak shook his head smiling. "No, my prince."

"Good."

You were absolutely taken with Daemon's words because you simply couldn't wait any longer so you reached up to press your lips on your husband's to involve him in a aroused kiss. In the meantime your hands wanted to cup the side of his face but he was quick to take hold of your wrists and hold them down in front of your body.

"Oh little girl…", he purred against your ear. "Did you forget your manners?"

You were confused and anxiously wondered what you had done wrong while Daemon gently pushed you towards the bed. Once your legs hit the edge of it he finally answered you and caressed your cheek.

"You know who's in charge here, mhm? You know that all you're gonna be tonight is a fuck toy for us. Three nice holes for three men who are starved for a pretty girl's body."

You shivered at his words and felt that sensitive spot between your legs starting to pulsate more intensely.

"Come over here.", the rogue prince now demanded of his friends and they couldn't wait to follow Daemon's command. "What are we gonna do first? What do you want from her, my dear friends?"

Your eyes switched between the three men and you felt so vulnerable and small and yet so confident at the same time. Daemon's words obviously were degrading and supposed to make you feel like you were totally under their control and just here to fulfill their needs but you also felt hot and strong that way. It was odd and weird but just as much as you enjoyed it when Daemon was fucking you slow and nice, whispering praising words and compliments in your ear and holding you gently in his arms did you love it when he was rough and hard with you. Throwing you around and bending you to his will, punishing you when you were bad and taking you like you were a cheap whore rather than his wife and princess.

Aston put his hands to his hips and tilted his head. His eyes wandered down on your body and you shyly smiled.

"What if she sucks us off first. Maybe while one us eats her out."

You pressed your thighs together at the image in your head and just hoped that your husband would agree. Daemon actually nodded and his hand wandered to touch your shoulder.

"Why don't you get on your hands and knees, little girl? You can sit on one our faces while sucking another off. How does that sound?"

You merely loved the way that even when Daemon was being dominant with you he still made sure that you were comfortable at all times so you nodded with big eyes feeling overflooded with love for your husband. He misunderstood your mimic though and worriedly soothed your collarbone.

"What is it, sweetling? Are you fine?"

You swiftly nodded. "Yes. I just… I love you Daemon.", you breathed quietly which made him smile and he held your head to his chest for a brief moment.

"I love you too, sweet girl." He was relieved now and gently rubbed your arm. "You wanna get on the bed now?"

You nodded and obeyed and positioned yourself on your hands and knees as he had requested it. Daemon watched you with dark eyes and then looked at his friends.

"I'm gonna have a taste of that cunt.", he stated and climbed on the bed as well while Aston was the first to crawl to kneel in front of you.

"Open your mouth, pretty girl.", he growled and in the way that he looked at you, you knew you weren't his princess anymore. Now you were their whore, but no part of you had a problem with this fact.

You did as he commanded and the man quickly pushed two fingers past your lips. He immediately went all the way until he hit the back of your throat.

"Let's see how well you can take it." You gagged a little but kept your eyes on Aston while he slightly turned his fingers in your mouth.

"Good girl. Very good."

While Aston toyed with your mouth Daemon had positioned himself on his back underneath you so your core was hovering above his head. He had soothingly caressed your clothed hips and arse and now gently pushed you down so your cunt was available for his mouth.

"Come on.", he hissed and you felt his fingers digging in your flesh. "Sink down on my face, darling.", he demanded and so you did.

You felt this familiar fluttering in your stomach because he had eaten your cunt so many countless times already that you knew what you were in for. He was incredibly skilled with his tongue so from the moment the tip of his tongue connected with your still covered pearl you couldn't surpress the little sighs leaving your mouth.

He softly ran his tongue over your nub and the slight touch would have made you jump if his hands didn't hold you down. And then you felt another pair of hands running over the side of your body. Jakar had sat down next to you and massaged your belly and your tits and now Aston prepared himself to get his cock pleasured. He opened the lacing of his pants, removed the breeches and freed his half-hardened cock.

"Mhmm… I know that you'll do such a good job. Cause you're a good little girl, aren't you?", the man whispered as he took hold of your chin but you couldn't answer him because Daemon's mouth felt so good on your cunt that all you were able to do was let out quiet moans.

"Already too fucked out to have a straight thought.", Aston chuckled and then ran his thumb over your lips. "Open."

You obeyed and he smiled as he let his cock enter your mouth. He was big but not as big as Daemon so you knew you wouldn't have any problems satisfying him.

"Fuck.", Aston cursed and his hand went to grab the back of your head at once. He held you in place while thrusting in all the way until he hit the back of your throat.

"Oh seven hells. What a tight fucking throat."

You watched him as you held back your gagging reflexes. He had his eyes closed and his jaw was tensed and you knew that it would be an easy job to get him to release. It was difficult to concentrate at times though because Daemon's mouth felt so good on your pearl that you restlessly moved around on top of him. But Jarak took this job now and kept you in place by placing his knee underneath your upper body and wrapping his arm around your belly to press and cage you between his arm and his knee.

In the meantime he toyed with your nipples and soon everything was so much for you that you couldn't hold yourself properly up anymore. That was to Daemon's fortune though because he loved it when you were so weak and powerless at some point that you just sank down on his face without caring whether he could breathe. You always feared he would suffocate but your husband liked it the most when you just relaxed on top of him so he could bury himself in your warm and sweet cunt.

"So sweet, gods be good.", he mumbled and gripped your hips tightly.

"The gods really were good when they made this little slut of a girl. So innocent from the outside but such a nasty whore between the sheets.", Aston cursed and sank so deep inside of your mouth that you choked and tried to flee from his cock. But his hand in your hair was too tight and you didn't have a chance when you tried and fight his grip. Tears welled in your eyes and you felt a little panicky which Daemon noticed by the noise you were making.

"Aston. Careful. I don't want you to seriously hurt her."

His friend nodded unwillingly and loosened his hand that had grabbed a fistful of your hair. You pulled away from him and loudly gasped for air while trying to collect yourself. Aston didn't give you a lot of time though because he immediately shoved his cock back into your mouth, more gentle now. You twirled your tongue around his tip knowing well how much a man liked that and in the sounds Aston made you knew he was close. But before he could release Aston suddenly gripped your head.

"Let's turn her on her back."

You felt the touch on your cunt stop and immediately let out a whine but then Daemon gently took hold of your hips, pushed you down and then turned you on your back. Now you could look at the men towering over you and saw the gentle smile on your husband's face.

"Are we all good?", he asked and you excitedly nodded.

"Yes. Please Daemon, I need more."

His smile intensed and he then crawled to lay between your legs to continue his meal. He circled and pressed with his tongue against your pearl while collecting your wetness to savour the taste. You were dripping, soaking his lips and chin with your arousal and Daemon enjoyed every second of it. He was determined to make you come so you were all wet and puffy for their cocks.

Meanwhile Aston had crawled to kneel diagonally over you so his cock could slide into your mouth from atop. It hit the inside of your cheek with every thrust and at this point you could simply relax and let him use your mouth. Jarak welcomed this new position as well because he had better access to your chest now and his hands massaged and kneaded your breasts. And then Aston finally came and let out a growl as he shut his eyes and threw his head back.

He ejaculated on your lips and chin and you let your tongue lick over your lips a few times to taste his salty seed. Aston smirked, grabbed a fistful of your hair and forced you to look at him. Then he spit down on your face so his saliva mixed with his seed and let out a chuckle.

"That's the picture of a dirty little whore. And that's where you belong cause you love it, right? Fucking pathetic helpless slut."

You clenched around Daemon's finger that he had now inserted inside your whole while his tongue continued to play with your pearl. You were so close to releasing now and just hoped that your husband would let you. Aston wrapped a hand around your throat while observing you smugly.

"You're gonna come for us now, little one? You want to soak your husband's face? But do you think you deserve it?" You swiftly nodded with big eyes and but then shut them as Aston had delivered a soft slap to your cheek.

"Then come on. Release for Daemon."

And you did. Daemon wrapped his lips around your little nub and sucked softly which sent you over the edge and your whole body started tensing and trembling.

"Oh fuck.", you cried and wrapped your legs around Daemon's head. "Daemon, oh gods."

While panting heavily you sank back down and relaxed your hips that you had arched while feeling the warmth spreading in your body.

"Good girl.", you heard your husband pur and then he crawled up until he was hovering over you.

"Yeah. That's it. I know you can be sooo good for us. Doing exactly as you're told. S'what you like, don't you?"

You nodded weakly with half-closed eyes and then Daemon ran with his thumb over your jaw.

"You want to be fucked now? Want your holes filled by us?"

You heard Jarak chuckle and move on the bed and then a hand grabbed your hips.

"I bet she wants to be torn apart by us. Stupid whore."

You let out a little moan and clung to Daemon's shirt.

"Please…", you whined and he raised his eyebrow. "Please what?"

"I want you. Please I want to… want to feel full." Your voice was barely more than a whisper and yet your husband understood all of it. "Don't you worry, little one. You'll feel full."

And then Daemon crawled off you and Jakar roughly pulled you to him by your hips.

"I need this fucking hole now, gods be good."

You were on your back while he adjusted you to your liking. He kneeled on the bed between your spread legs and ran the tip of his cock through your folds.

"Yeah.", he moaned. "You're gonna take it, right? Gonna take it like a good obedient pet until we're satisfied."

Your eyes fluttered when his tip brushed over your pearl and then you felt a hand on your shoulder and you immediately knew who it was. You would've recognized Daemon's hand among thousands. He caressed your skin and you welcomed his touch so much that you put your hand on his.

"Oh my sweet girl.", he whispered.

Then Aston took his place next to you as well and he started by kneading and massaging your already sore breasts and nipples but he did it with a sensual gentleness that you were soon to softly sigh each time that he circled your nipples. Jarak now patted the tip of his cock at your entrance while already panting heavily. Daemon's hand was still on your shoulder but he raised his gaze to determindely look at his friend.

"You're not gonna come inside of her. Is that clear?"

Jakar chuckled and looked down to where his cock collected your wetness.

"Yeah. Didn't know you were so possessive though."

Your husband suddenly grabbed Jarak's shoulder to make him meet his gaze. "I'm being serious, Jakar. You're not gonna fuck her if you can't give me your word."

"Alright, alright. I won't."

Daemon nodded contendly and freed his shoulder and instead went back to soothing your skin and head.

"Everything fine, love?", he whispered and your eyes found his.

"Yes, Daemon."

Jarak used these very words as his invitation to work himself into you tight hole and your eyes fluttered at the stretch.

"Ughh…", you whined and though he went slowly and you were more than wet you felt your legs shiver at the slight pain. But then Jarak had entered your cunt and it simply felt overwhelming to be filled like this.

Daemon had stroked your hair and shoulder the whole time while Aston's hand toyed with your breasts and nipples but only now were you able to really perceive your surroundings again. Feeling needy, you reached out to your husband hoping he would give you something else in order to show you his affection. Your watery eyes met with his and your hand tightly wrapped around his fingers while you were pushed up on the bed as Jakar had found a quick and intense pace.

"What do you need, y/n? You want my cock in your mouth? Taking two cocks at the same time like a slut would do?"

You let out a moan caused by a sharp push in your core but quickly Daemon had your full attention again.

"I want it. Want your cock."

And so he was happy to oblige and hastily removed his breeches. His hard cock was a familiar sight to you and Daemon chuckled when he saw your hungry eyes. Aston had observed your encounter and delivered a harsh slap to the side of your arse that made you whine.

"One cock is not enough for you, right?", he smirked but you were too focused on your husband's member. You wanted to reach out to touch him but he quickly took hold of your hands and pressed them to your chest.

"Shh.", he cooed you and came closer so his tip was touching your lips. "Open."

As soon as his words had left his mouth you parted your lips and Daemon slowly shoved his cock in your mouth. It was overwhelming with your mouth being so full while another cock destroyed your cunt but in the best way possible. Your eyes fluttered and you let out a soft moan which Daemon commented with a soothing touch on your head.

"I know you can take it. Just stay still and relax." You concentrated on breathing through your nose until you had gotten used to his seize and your husband started to slide his cock in and out of your mouth.

"That's it. Good girl, I knew you could do it. S'like you were made for my cock."

He watched you with slightly parted lips and now and then a sigh left his mouth that was music to your ears. Nothing in this world gave you more pleasure than seeing him enjoy your mouth or your cunt like this and knowing that it was you who managed to make him feel this way made your heart beat faster.

But Daemon was quick to remember to make sure that you received pleasure as well becaus right now your pearl was throbbing for touch and your husband noticed that by the way you were shifting your hips. He stroke your cheek lovingly and then ran his finger down over your throat.

"Need a hand, little one?" You couldn't answer for obvious reasons but tried to nod and luckily Daemon understood.

So he reached out between your legs where Jakar was still pounding your cunt and had his head thrown back, too caught up in his ecstasy to pay attention to what was happening. Daemon found your bundle of nerves in a matter of seconds and started to rub it in the exact right pace. It was soothing yet intense. Calming and yet it fueled your desire even more. You wanted to moan, tell him how good it felt but his cock in your mouth surpressed every sound escaping your throat so you could only hum around him which sent vibrations through his member.

You were just in the right rhythm with his cock hitting the back of your throat each time which triggered your gagging reflex now and then but you managed to keep him in. But then all of a sudden you saw Aston move towards the end of the bed in the corner of your eye.

"I need to fuck that cunt now, Jarak.", he said and his friend smiled crookedly. He moved out of you and made space for Aston who inserted himself inside of you with a deep growl.

"Fucking hells. Ohh that's a tight little cunt. Take it slut."

Now it was his cock who stretched your walls as he was a little bigger than Jarak and you squeezed your eyes. Your hands reached out to grab at Daemon's hips and he chuckled down at you.

"My sweet little pet.", he purred. "So needy and eager to be used."

You gulped and tears threatened to spill from your eyes. Not because you were in pain or uncomfortable but because everything was so much and intense that you just felt like crying. Jarak, who now had crawled to kneel next to your body noticed your tears and removed one with his finger.

"Mhmmm… oh no. Tears? So fucking helpless and pathetic. You think it will make us stop?"

You sniffed but shook your head which earned you a soft slap on your cheek by Jarak. Daemon on the other hand stopped his movement for a moment to examine your face for any signs of how you were feeling. As much as the both of you enjoyed this kind of play your well-being was the most important thing for him at all times and so he searched for your eyes with a serious look on his face.

"Is anything wrong? Do you want us to stop?" His eyes danced over your heated face but you quickly shook your head and twirled your tongue around his tip. Then you let him slide out of your mouth so you could answer him.

"No. I'm fine." Your voice sounded a little croaky but he believed you and seemed relieved. He continued to use your mouth while rubbing your pearl and Aston between your legs picked up his speed as well and roughly thrusted into your hole. But it didn't last long because soon Aston tightly gripped your hips and grinded his teeth as he looked at Daemon.

"I need to stop. Otherwise I'm gonna come."

And so the man slid out of you and took a step back as though he was afraid he would burst if he was close to you. You sensed that your husband was close to reaching his high as well but once his friends had said these words he pulled out of your mouth and gently caressed your jaw.

"I'm gonna fill your cunt with my seed now, little girl. M'gonna breed you so you're gonna be swollen with my child. Do you want that, sweetling?"

You were beyond fucked out at this point and yet his words were clear to you so you nodded and watched him with half-closed eyes as he crawled to lay between your legs.

In the meantime Jarak and Aston had taken his place to your left and right and took turns fucking your mouth. Daemon ran his tip over your swollen cunt and stopped at your overstimulated and sore pearl which made you whimper.

"Fuck.", you whispered. "Please, Daemon… Please I need it so badly."

Though your mind was foggy the thought of him pounding your cunt was so appealing and sweet that you couldn't think about anything else. As much as you liked it when he brought more men into the bedroom, Daemon was your man, the person that knew you the best. The person that you simply loved and being connected with him like that now was what you just needed.

"It's alright, doll.", he whispered as he massaged the flesh of your thighs. "I know what you need. I'm gonna give it to you."

And so your husband slowly inserted himself into the tightness of your cunt and cursed out when your walls wrapped so nicely around him. It was pure heaven and definitely his favourite place in the world.

You inhaled a few times adjusting to his seize but because you were soaked and already prepared from Aston and Jarak you started moving your hips after a few seconds and Daemon understood it as your wish for him to start fucking you. And so he thrusted deep inside of you while holding on to your soft thighs and whispering phrases of praise.

You would have liked to answer him and tell him how good everything felt but your mouth was occupied with his two friends who continued to assault your mouth until your throat was all sore and hurting. But they didn't stop, even when you were gagging and gasping for air. Jarak held your head in place by gripping a fistful of your hair while Aston toyed with your nipples.

"Come on, little one.", he grunted and smugly watched his cock entering and leaving your mouth. "Take it. Until we'll release all over that pretty face. You want to be painted with our seed?"

You only hummed against his cock and then he switched with Aston so it was his cock now stretching your throat.

Meanwhile Daemon had started to circle your pearl with his thumb so you would be able to reach your high again as well. You could sense that your husband was close in the way that his thrusts became sloppy and his pants grew louder.

"You're gonna come, little girl? Want you to come with me.", he growled and because you couldn't answer you arched your hips to meet his thrusts. His finger pressed into you little bud and then you cried out at the same time as Daemon let out a "Fuck" and threw his head back.

You collapsed and your heart was beating quickly while Daemon's seed filled your cunt to the brim. You were so focused on your own release that at first you didn't notice the way Aston and Jakar were pumping their cocks in front of your face. But then they grunted deeply and you felt their seed spilling on your lips and cheeks. They had released all over your face and panted heavily when they were finished.

"Oh gods…", Aston sighed and sat down on the bed. There was silence in the room now as everyone was trying to regain their breaths and the next thing you felt was Daemon crawling up to you. You thought that you probably looked horrible with your face being all sweaty and heated and then his friends' seed on your face but you were too exhausted to really care so you let Daemon pull you to his chest. You clung to his shirt and inhaled his scent until he pulled away again to examine you for any signs of uncomfortability.

"How are you feeling?"

You looked at him with big eyes. "G-Good.", you whispered and he realized that you were feeling little at once.

"You need to cuddle a bit?", he said quietly and you nodded your head.

Daemon once again held you close to his body and then he turned around to speak to his friends.

"I need to take care of her now, alright? She's fine, she's just feeling little right now."

You couldn't see their reaction but felt hands caressing your hair.

"You did so well, princess.", Aston smirked.

"Good night, y/n. Hope to see you again soon.", Jakar added and you glanced up to them.

"Goodbye.", you breathed with a smile while you still pressed yourself to your husbands chest and then the two of them left your chambers. Once they were gone Daemon crawled to lay with his back against the headboard not without letting go of you.

"Daemon…", you whispered and he toyed with strands of your hair.

"What is it, sweetling?" 

"I need you… Need you to stay here with me."

He chuckled softly and made you look at him.

"Of course I'm gonna stay here with you. Don't worry. I love you, my sweet girl. More than anything."

His answer satisfied you and you closed your eyes. "Promise?"

"Promise."

[scribblestatic]

*checks the notes*

Oh, this one's a banger, I see. Well, let's continue it then.

Part 1 here

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Shen Yuan inherits Shen Jiu's somewhat broken cultivation base. However, he's got different stressors, and the heart demons don't hit the same. So, surprise surprise, he's able to bring out some of Shen Jiu's cultivation in ways the OG couldn't.

For example, it takes a bit, but Shen Yuan learns the very delicate method of using qi to turn pages. Which, honestly, he didn't think was particularly impressive, but Luo Binghe recognizes it for the absolute skill it is.

Since Shen Yuan confessed to growing up in a world without qi or cultivation that he was aware of, he'd never felt qi before. Yet, within a few weeks of being in his world (after Luo Binghe carefully fed him until his hair stopped breaking off and his ribs stopped showing), he was doing the very delicate work of minute movements with qi.

Shen Yuan's also learning how to write with ink and qi, using the qi to move the brush around. His writing is...incredibly sloppy at first, but the more he practices, the better he gets. It's even legible now, and very slowly easing its way into being elegant!

Other movements, like catching water pitchers before they fall and carefully moving a cup to his mouth are a tad more difficult, especially the heavier the object is. Like muscles that haven't been moved in a while, he has to work to improve, and he throws himself wholeheartedly into it. Even if he's sweating from exertion, he keeps it up until he gives himself a migraine and has to be coddled for a while after.

That said, he can't move himself around. As in, Shen Yuan cannot use his qi to float quite yet. So, in theory, he should have an attendant to carry him around.

However, Luo Binghe is also loathe to let anyone else move him. So, of course, that means Shen Yuan spends almost all of his waking hours by the Demon Emperor's side.

At first, Luo Binghe barely let him leave the room, too anxious about losing his 'nice shizun' to someone else's machinations when they just started getting to know each other more (knowing each other in ways he never got to with many of his wives). And, well, he won't lie. He likes being the one A'Yuan relies on the most for his daily care, even if he does feel regret while using his blood mites to fend off his many little pains all over his body as he heals.

When some of the more vindictive wives see Shen Yuan as a threat to their position, they start trying to send little assassins in Luo Binghe's absence, but he's super safe in Binghe's quarters, able to wiggle around on his bed or fall on soft pillows if he manages to roll off the mattress and onto the floor. Every bit of food that enters his room is heavily regulated, and his walls are warded up to the nines.

After the first three wives face execution, the assassination attempts petter off. They reduce further once Luo Binghe starts carrying Shen Yuan around.

Shen Yuan's robes are made with full legs and arms in mind, so a good bit of them remain floppy and unfilled by any limbs. However, they fit his torso, what remains of his limbs, and his quite lovely face nicely. Moreover, Luo Binghe always carries Shen Yuan like he's precious despite the disability he forced on his body. When he has to set him down, it's always on a soft pillow seat...or his lap, as they get to know each other further.

After all, while Shen Yuan did think himself straight, he could admit that Luo Binghe was beyond the limitations of gender attraction. Of course Binghe was more handsome than anyone else in the world, even when he wasn't at his healthiest. As he grows healthier, it's like the man's practically glowing! How could he not be attracted to that, ha? He's only half blind!

As far as Luo Binghe being attracted to him though, well, that takes some time to convince him. After all, he doesn't see himself as very attractive.

For one, he's a man. But, well, Luo Binghe expressed that he didn't really mind men. It just so happened so many of those he encountered and married were women. Men weren't off the table. And, well...Binghe would know himself more than Shen Yuan would know him, right? Because, well, things are so different and events he never witnessed from the book happened, like finding the 'nice shizun' in the first place. So...perhaps a few other things are different than expected? And, well, congrats, men! They're also viable for Binghe! They can rejoice! He absolutely didn't feel a skip in his heartbeat at that realization!

For two, though, he's in the body of one of Binghe's main abusers. Him not being Shen Jiu wouldn't change that (because he's not Shen Jiu, he knows it...right? Those dreams were just memories to update him on the situation. He didn't do those terrible things to Binghe, and if he did, then, shit, he did deserve to awaken in this torn-up wreck of a body--). Surely he couldn't be attracted to him because of that.

However, when Binghe looks at him and says the way he carries himself is so different, he doesn't see his old shizun in him, that does make him feel a bit fluffy.

And, for three...uhm...ugh... There's supposed to be a third point, surely! They just... He's not a good match! Yes, that's it. He's not a good match for Luo Binghe. He's not particularly powerful, beautiful, or smart. In fact, he can be quite lazy and indecisive, just wanting to read books all day! Yes, he helps Luo Binghe with his work, but that's just a given to help Binghe when he asks for it!

Even if it kinda puts him on the spot sometimes!

"How do you think I should punish him, Shizun?"

The 'him' in question is a cultivator from one of the lingering sects, one who attempted to use the terrible, scalding venom of a Carapaced Scorpion Buffalo to kill one of Binghe's advisors or something of the sort. Shen Yuan hummed a little as he thought.

He was in the body of a cultivator, so surely one would expect him to request mercy for the person. But it's not like Shen Yuan knows who the guy is. Moreover, that poison could've ended up in one of the wives' drinks, or even Binghe's! Although he could heal from it, having a scalded throat for any period of time would be quite terrible.

"Well, he brought the Carapaced Scorpion Buffalo venom to poison someone's drink. Then, if we were to tie him with immortal binding cables, he would be able to experience what he almost forced on someone else, right? Ah, though, let's not cut off his cultivation completely. Though he'll heal slowly, he should be fine in the end."

Of course, Shen Yuan doesn't know the sort of image he makes, sitting on a smaller throne next to Luo Binghe's his seat less ornate but just as elegant and powerful as the Demon Emperor's. Although his limbs don't move, he's using his qi to move a fan and fan himself a tad stiltedly, but considering such oscillating movements are difficult for many cultivators, it's still a show of his increasing expertise.

Despite his clearly maimed form, he didn't hesitate to suggest it as a punishment, though Luo Binghe didn't tell him that the very person the cultivator was trying to poison had been him, presumably out of pity for his condition.

Luo Binghe grins from ear to ear.

"What a wonderful suggestion, Shizun. I think that's perfect."

I think, after a few more incidents and relying on A'Yuan's judgement for certain issues, receiving positive results, he decides to officially marry him. Which, yeah, that really shocked Shen Yuan...but...well.

He can't very well deny Binghe what he wants when he can reasonably give it, can he? Besides, if Binghe wants him despite everything...

Stop that, heart. Stop feeling so swollen with love and affection. His face is too thin for such emotions.

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I think I'll actually talk about the crowning ceremony if I continue this, cause, like, I am thinking about how fuckin enraged Yue Qingyuan would be upon hearing that Shen Jiu was being named Luo Binghe's empress. Because, surely he couldn't have agreed to that of his own free will.

Yes, it was about time for Cang Qiong Mountain Sect to be more adamant about retrieving Shen Qingqiu, isn't it? They had become stable enough now after the merging of the three realms. Although they suffered many casualties, getting him back would, at the very least, ease their anxieties over how he's being treated.

He has suffered enough. To be made into a fool as some ridiculous ploy to humiliate him... Enough is enough.

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Part 1 Part 2: here Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Part 11+: links on Part 10

AO3

[silversainz]

attention for you ★ CL16

summary: doing nothing but teasing him all day, now you have to deal with the consequences of your own actions

warnings: literally porn, mean dom!charles, sub!reader, kinda bratty reader if you squint, unprotected sex (don't do that) choking, degradation, Spanking, face slapping if you squint, doggystyle, fingering, begging, petnames, public sex (kinda), re-edited version but I kinda gave up on editing the whole thing so it’s very sloppy and rushed!

you bit back a giggle as you felt Charles' hand tightening on your arm as he led you through the crowd of photographers and mechanics, not even bothering to say anything or even give them a simple wave. no he only cared about getting you to his room and bending you over for your little stub you pulled earlier.

“what the hell were you thinking huh" he said as he practically shoved you into his room, the giggle you held in, coming out as you looked at him and saw steam practically coming out of his ears, as he paced around the room, hands on his hips.

“what I didn't do anything" you bite on your lip, innocently putting up your hands in defense.

Charles only shook his head and walked up to you, pushing you up against the wall, making you whine out in pain as your back hit the wall with a loud thud. "Didn't do anything, no?" he chuckled against your cheek, before wrapping his cold hand around your throat

he leaned in towards your ear, "oh no I think you did something, love" you felt his grip on your neck loosen and watched as he backed away from you, going to sit on his couch, legs spread open, making you bite on to your lip at the sight of him.

“come here” he pats his lap. which you happily walk over to him. a gasped left your lips as he grabbed onto your arm and forced you to fell on his lap, legs on either side of him. his hand immediately went underneath your short skirt you wore, causing another gasp to leave your lips as he played with your core through white panties

“already wet, pathetic” a moan fell from your mouth as he pushed your panties to the side and pushed a finger in, “so fucking wet” your head fell on his shoulder, as he rubbed circles on your clit, while placing soft kisses to your neck, before biting down making a swarm of moans and cries leave your mouth.

“fuck Charles” he chuckled against your cheek, pulling his fingers away from your pussy, causing you to whine out and try to grind against his hand, but his other hand slapped at your ass, stopping you from doing so.

“don’t think there isn’t any consequences for your actions you pulled earlier” he pulled your skirt up to wrap around your torso. you gave him a pout, which caused him to laugh at you “that fucking pout isn’t going to work now, love” you rolled your eyes. opening your mouth to give him a smart remark, but his hand coming in contact with your bare ass, made you close your mouth. as you fell forward.

“count” his other hand gripped at your jaw tightly in his hand. You nodded your head, which made him roll his eyes at you, “speak” he spat out, his hand smoothing over your bare ass.

“yes sir”

he dropped your jaw, “good girl” he said, as his hand came in contact with your ass

“one”

again

“Two”

again

“Three”

And again

“four”

And again

“five”

“Six

“Seven”, by now tears fell down your cheeks falling on to his red Ferrari shirt. he gripped on to your hair, tearing your head away from his shoulder making you face him again.

“You look so pretty like this” you sobbed as you felt his hand run over your ass again, knowing what was about to happen. “I think you can handle ten, no” you rapidly nodded your head no. but the smirk that grew on his face told you he didn’t care about your head shakes.

“Please no” you said, voice small and almost sounded like a whisper. he gently caressed your cheek, placing a kiss to your tear stained cheek.

“think you’ve learned your lesson” you nodded your head, which earned you a soft slap to your face.

“y-yes I have”

"well then, here's the deal" you whined and shook your head, “n-no deal, just fuck me please” his head fell back as he laughed at your words.

“no, don’t think so” he lifted you off his lap, laying you down on the couch.

"since you decided to be a brat and tease me, and pull those stupid stunts that you did. you're gonna let me have my way with you, however I like," you happily nodded, before you felt him grip onto your hair harshly pulling on it. "But you don't get to cum until I say so '' your grabbed at his wrist, tears falling from your eyes at that.

“N-no plea-

Charles put his hand up to your mouth, shushing you. "you did to yourself brat, if you behaved you wouldn't be in this position" he grabbed onto the back of your head, crashing his lips onto yours, the kiss was rough and sloppy, making drool drip down your jaw

Charles kept his true to his words, as muffled moans left your mouth as you felt Charles rough hand come in contact with your bare ass again, making you dig your hands into the leather couch that you both laid on top of.

"fuck Charles, I'm close please" you had probably said those words more than you could probably count at the moment, as you felt your orgasm approaching, but crying out as you felt Charles slow his movements down once again.

"no, please charles" you begged, but he only laughed at your begging.

"remember the fucking deal" he lowered himself down to your ear, a chuckle leaving his lips as he saw the tears running down your face while your eyes were rolled back.

"god you look fucking pathetic like this." you felt his hand tighten around your neck, pulling your body back against his, while he continued fucking you with an brutal pace, showing no signs of slowing down."Knowing any fucking body could walk in and see you like this"

"To see you getting fucked like an slut" a choked moaned left your lips, as you lifted your hand up to put at the back of his head, gripping onto his hair, nothing but his name falling from your lips.

"So, so fucking pathetic, couldn't even help till I was done with an interview to fuck me" he loosened his hand from your neck and pushed your body back down into the couch, grabbing onto both of your arms, while he pounded into you with full-force, not even caring that nobody could now hear your moans that were escaping your mouth, and the sounds of skin slapping.

"fuck Charles" you practically screamed out, as you felt him hit that one particular area that had your hands bailing up and stomach clutching "please don't stop" you cried out as you felt him drop your hands, and come in contact with your red and bruised up ass.

more tears fell from your face as you felt his movements slow down and slowly pull out of you, groaning. "Fuck no, Charles, please, please" he said nothing to your begs and pleads, only flipped you over on your back and wrapped your legs around his waist, his hand toying with your clit, laughing as he heard you immediately moan out.

"such a pretty needy girl" he leaned down his forehead against yours, while his hand toyed with your wet folds, his finger teasingly messing with your hole.

"please charles, let me cum" you softly grabbed at his hand, sobbing sounds leaving your lips. As he put his hand against your cheek, creasing it softly in his palm. "Such a pretty baby," you gave him a weak smile. a loud grasp leaving your lips as you felt him brutally thrust into you.

"fuckk, don't stop please" your legs shook stomach clutching as you felt your orgasm approaching strongly

“go ahead, cum sweetheart”

[jjoongstar]

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔

pairing: student!wooyoung x student!reader (college au)

genre: smut, humor, angst, pwp, fwb

rating: nsfw

warnings: protective sex, humping, grinding, fingering, blowjob, cunninglingus, spiting, petnames (lmk if i missed any!)

wc: 4.1k

synopsis: started off being fuck buddies with wooyoung just because. then you started to develop feelings when you shouldn't have so it ended tragically since it was one sided and after a huge mistake wooyoung made.

a/n: i'm not a great writer but i had to get this out of my head, its annoying me by day, sorry if its not that good. feedbacks are very much appreciated! (tags are at the end)

"did you mean it, wooyoung?"

"mean what?"

"what you said earlier,"

"y/n, i said a lot of things when i fuck you. which one?"

"your feelings for me woo..."

"my feelings for you? i never said that,"

"then why did you said you love me?"

"i did? sorry, it kinda slipped off my tongue. so, no, i don't have feelings for you,"

seeing your silent state.

"wait, do you-"

"not me either, don't worry." you give him a bitter smile, pick up your clothes and left his dorm room.

that was it. it always has been that way. you and wooyoung were nothing more than just friends who enjoys fucking each other for fun. with no actual feelings attached. that's what he had in mind, but not you.

wooyoung was a friend of friend. you started to make conversations when the three of you hung out at a college frat party. somehow you and wooyoung exchanged contacts after you both were laughing so much over silly jokes you two made. he likes talking to you very much since you enjoyed joking around with his stupid jokes.

the second time you met was at the lecture hall when you two, coincidentally, have the same class to attend. you and your seatmate were stifling giggles bout making dirty jokes. though you thought no one heard your whispers, wooyoung, who sat behind you, heard most of it and he was amused.

"yea i think mr. song is packing too." you've never turned around so quickly before up till that moment. wooyoung was leaning down a bit to your seat and he has a smirk on his face.

you were a bit surprised of his presence, but not his words. knowing him before, you weren't that shocked with his jokes. you give him a sly smile and you focus back on the ongoing lecture.

the next hangout was at another house party. celebrating some jock's birthday, well not that you cared whoever he was, as long as there's free drinks. wooyoung sat beside you, close but not enough to touch each other. he rests his elbow on the headrest of the couch while the other hand has a cup of liquor. you on the other hand, also have the same cup as the person beside you but with a different type of alcohol and you put your feet up on the coffee table in front. you two enjoy sitting down and talk to each other through the loud music rather than dancing on the sticky dirty floors.

"why don't you have a partner y/n?"

"i dislike sloppy small dicks."

"pfftt are you for real?!" wooyoung who almost choked on his drink, sat up straight to face you better. you giggled out at his reaction. dirty jokes and vulgar words are just and every day thing between you two, and it always made you two laugh, never ever felt offended or uncomfortable.

"yea, base on past relationships that is. but that's not the actual reason why i chose to be single right now,"

"then what is? you dislike monster cocks too?"

"NO NOT THAT!"

"haha then what?"

"commitment issues."

wooyoung only replied with a silent hum.

"very understandable tho, cause me too. like I'm down to fuck someone but i don't want to have any strings attached after," he broke the silence first while twirling around his empty cup in his hands.

"like holding hands in public, kissing at the hallways, go on silly dates, the need to remember every stupid unnecessary dates, overly saying 'i love you', 'i love you too' then-"

"YEAA THAT I GET IT! you get it, ew please stop, it's disgusting," he smacks your shoulder telling you to stop with the excessive description of being in a 'relationship'. after your laughter subsided, it went back to another silent moment. until he spoke up first, again.

"you wanna fuck?" you looked straight into his eyes. there was no hint of a joke in it.

"like right now?" he quickly nod at you and you didn't bother thinking twice. there's no reason for you to do that either way.

"yea sure, why not." you added and he took the cup away from your hands and threw it away somewhere. whoever person got splashed with the drink, not that he cares, not his problem.

wooyoung grabbed your wrist and dragged you upstairs. his grip was firm but not enough to hurt you, just to not let you get lost in the sea of drunk humans. he twist on every doorknobs to find an empty room. once he found it he pulled you inside, lets you go and locks the door.

"woah…whoever this room belongs too, i like his bed, its so soft," wooyoung turned around and saw you laying down on your back at the queen size bed in the room.

"distracted already? i didn't bring you here to snooze y'know…" he stood by the door with his hands on his waist.

"i know, come here already if you want to do it so bad," you spread out your legs a bit for him when you saw the bulge in his pants.

the man quickly made his way and tops over you. he place his hand on the underside of your jaw, tilting your head to the side as he dives his face in and starts to kiss your neck. it started off slow, but after he inhaled your scent more, he begins to lick and suck your skin from under your ear to you collarbones.

his hands fiddles the hem of your shirt and you help him fully took it off by lifting your body up a bit. he gasped closing his mouth with one hand. you wondered why he stopped. till you follow his gaze on your covered breast.

"wahh y/n, i never imagined your boobs with such a pretty bra…" he fiddles with the silver heart charm in the middle of your bra.

"look who's more distracted now," you chuckled and pulled him closer by tugging his shirt.

he sat up and took his shirt off. you were ogling at his well built body. he chuckles proudly, knowing he hit the gym well to make you drool over him like this.

he leans back in and continue his wet kisses all over you exposed chest. his hands wanders all over your upper body and found its way to your back to unclip your bra. you sigh in relief after feeling the little freedom. wooyoung tossed it across the room somewhere as he was still busy feeling your body. his lips went to swirl around your tits while his hand plays with the other one, not wanting it to feel left out.

the slight feeling made your body shudder and wetness started to pool in your undies. the more you hear sucking noises from him, you feel more hornier. you pull his hips closer to yours and grinds your needy sex to his groin.

he detached his mouth from your wet tits as he moans and grinds along with you. you started to feel the buildup in your stomach and you grip his shoulder. you stutter out his name as he continues to dry hump your both clothed girth. he pulls away after your your legs twitched around him. you saw a wet patch on his bulge. wonder if it was from you or his.

he walks over to all the tables, going through every drawers till he found a pack of condom. he sets it aside while he unbuckles his pants and you took off the last piece of clothing on your body. he slips his finger to the waistband of his boxers but he didn't pulled it down just yet.

"though mine isn't a sloppy small dick or a huge monstrous size one, are you ok with that?" you blinked a few times at the man standing by the side of the bed with nothing but his boxers while you're there, fully naked on the bed.

"hahahah woo please…i really don't care, as long as it can fit my mouth," he took your amusement as a sign to continue and he pulls down his boxers and left his hard member spring up till the tip reach under his belly button.

he walks over to you as you position yourself and rubs his member a bit before putting it inside your mouth. you took it out and pumps it, twisting your hands all over it, feeling it getting harder by every movement. you spit on the tip and squeeze it with your thumb making the the man in front of you whines out your name.

you take that as a sign to start suck him off. he sighs in pleasure upon feeling the warmth of your mouth. you lick and suck in every angle you could. he grips your shoulder and pushes you off after you felt a hint of saltiness from him.

"i don't wanna cum yet," he swipes away the drool on your chin while your eyes never left his leaking member.

he drags you and lets you lay down on your back while he makes his place in between your legs. he licks a stripe of your wet hole before he went to suck on the bundle of nerve. his way of sucking and twisting his tongue on your clit made you feel your head in a daze. never before has someone eat you out at this speed.

he plunges two of his fingers in you hole making you squirm. he roams it around till he found the exact soft spot that made you gasp and arch your back. you kept on moaning when he pumps his fingers and scissors you open. you beg for his dick as your needy cunt can't take it anymore, you need him to fill you up.

"patience baby, i still need to stretch you up at least." he pulls his mouth away and sat on his heels while he slips on the rubber to his thick dick. why does it look a bit bigger than before? he angles his tip to your hole and moves along your folds.

"you sure bout this?" you nodded quickly at him.

"use your words babe," he slaps the tip at your sensitive clit making your thighs twitch.

"yes, I'm sure. please put it in already woo,"

"safe word?"

"shark." your eyes stumbled upon a little shark plushie on the desk in the room. wooyoung followed your gaze to the toy and he looks back at you.

"shark it is." he plunges his dick right in you. the stretch stings a bit but it felt good. so good it already made you squirm and begs him to move.

he started at a slow pace until he found the right angle that made you moan louder. he rams into you harder and faster. every thrust made you lose your breath. his grip on your hips might leave bruises on the next day.

he leans his body down and suck down the skin of your chest, leaving red spots. you felt the same feeling in your stomach and you grip onto his arms. he wraps his hand around your neck just enough to make you roll your eyes back at the high feeling.

you wrap you legs around his waist, pulling him closer as you felt the waves crash in.

"w-wooyoung," was all you could mutter as your head felt in a haze.

"shh i know," he slows down his pace and presses his pelvis down on your clit, letting you ride out your high.

after you let him go, he topples down on you. few minutes went by as you both tried to calm down. his hand brushes away the hair that stuck to your face so he could see your fucked out expression better.

"you good?" he propped up on his elbow beside you.

"yea so good i- WAIT! you didn't come yet!"

"says who," wooyoung sat up and pulled out slowly from you. he slips off the used condom and showed the white liquid in it.

the smirk on his face made you roll your eyes and huff out annoyingly. you're worried for nothing. he grabbed some tissues and helps wipe you off. he went to grab your clothes and tossed them over to you then he dresses himself back.

"no strings attached?"

"no strings attached."

you grab his hand that he held up to you and helps you get off the bed. he gives you a firm hug as to seal the contract you both made.

there you have it. that's how this friends with benefits relationship started with wooyoung. nothing weird happened after. everything was just normal. friends in public, fuck buddies in private.

he would call you up whenever he needed a release and you're always down for it. so does you. whenever you feel horny, he'll be quick to help you with it and you both go on with your days like nothing ever happened under the sheets.

wooyoung waved at you when you passed by the hallway and you waved him back with a friendly smile. afterwards, he went back to chat with his friends while you also went your way to your next class. just a simple wave with no conversations like as if he didn't rail you so hard last night till your head almost hit the wall.

somedays, you didn't even think bout him at all and so did he. not seeing each other for weeks was also fine. hanging out as friends again, going to parties, bars, clubbing. those days doesn't necessarily need for you two to fuck. just as friends like before hanging out together with your circle of friends.

being fuck buddies with wooyoung was fun. when there's no strings attached, you could tease and play with what's happening to him currently. that is when he told you someone had a crush on him and just confessed.

knowing him, he's obviously not into relationship and doesn't even like the girl back. so when you guys fuck, you bring the girl up.

"ahh woo, please, i have a crush on you," you moan in a mocking manner as you ride his dick.

"i don't like you. i don't even know who you are," he bucks his hips upwards in between.

"but you're so handsome and pretty, and soooo extremely hot," you tease him more and grabs a fistful of his hair and yanks his head back. he lets out a long moan as he really loves it whenever you go rough on him too.

"i…nghh wanna be your girlfriend!"

"EWW NO!" he lifts you by the waist and slams you on your back.

his thrusts became faster and he grunts every time you squeeze his dick. you love teasing him and it riles him up to fuck you even harder. in the end, you both enjoyed it.

on the next day, you saw wooyoung talking with the girl with a smirk on his face. the girl doesn't have a chance. poor girl, he's just toying with her feelings.

another thing you love being fuck buddies with him is the roleplay. he lets you roleplay into any of your fantasies. one of them is your adoration to your smoking hot professor.

"he's so deliciously hot woo, you don't understand," you rant out to the man as he was cooking dinner and you sat by the kitchen bar.

"then go eat him out, if you want to taste him that bad,"

"if i could, i would. heard rumours he's gay,"

"he is?" wooyoung turned around to face you after turning off the stove.

"yea, people always saw him hanging around with mr. jeon, and its ALWAYS mr. jeon. never have anyone seen him with a woman." the man with an apron burst out laughing while smacking the counter top, its a laughing habit of his, as long as he doesn't smack you, its fine.

"well none for you, so there's a chance for me then,"

"wooyoung, you're not helping!" you cross your arms over your chest and sigh in frustration. he walks over to you and your gaze never left his.

"well, i can help you in another way," he graze his fingertips along your exposed thighs and slips under your short.

he found your clit and presses it down making you gasp and grip his wrist. he moves his fingers in a slow circular motion and you spread your legs wider.

"p-please…" you beg in a low whisper and he quickly retracts his hand and place them on your hips.

he lifts you up and sits you down on top of the kitchen bar. he made sure the surface was clear before pushing you down by your shoulders. he takes off your short along with your panties and he tossed them away.

he spreads your legs wider and grips tightly the inside of your thighs as he admires the view of your clenching cunt, begging for attention.

"you really like your professor that much huh?" he teases and feel more aroused thinking bout the man of your dreams.

he leans down and nudge his nose to your clit while his tongue busies itself at your hole. he stuck his tongue in and slurps every drop of your juice. his tongue felt so soft and velvety. you love it. but you need more. you want his fingers in you.

"woo please-"

"it's mr. song to you." he lifts his head up and gives you a sharp glare before stuffing your mouth with his fingers.

the feeling of imagining its your professor that you have a crush on, that's pleasing you right now. a whimper came from you as you suck and cover wooyoung's thick fingers with your saliva before he takes it out of your mouth.

"be a good girl for me," the man in between your legs slides his fingers along your folds making you shudder.

he bent over to the side and picks up a pack of condom from the drawer and slips in on. without another word, he pushes his protected dick in and bottoms out.

you cried out at the stretch feeling and your hands tries to grip down on anything you can reach. noticing your helpless reaction, he lends out his hand and you intertwine your fingers with his.

he starts to move when you squeeze his hand. his other hand made its place on your thigh and he pulls you closer while he thrust into you, wanting to feel you deeper. he felt your pussy clenching, he knows that you're close to your orgasm so he thrust in harder and deeper. letting his tip touch your soft spot.

"yea… mr. song, sir ahh…please…" you don't know what you're begging for, but for all you know, you want it. you need it.

after a final thrust you came creaming down all over his hard dick. you legs twitched over the sensitivity of your sex.

"such a good girl," wooyoung praises you as he caresses your thighs, calming you down.

it was wooyoung that's in between your legs and has his dick still stuffed in you, but your mind is filled with another man, your professor, mr. song mingi.

though college isn't just about going to classes, then partying, then the hookups. there's the extra other activities that does require a friend or two, but its definitely not the same friend. that was when you realised that you and wooyoung were really just friends.

thought you have upgraded to best friends by now, but your dreams faded away when you sat down one day and reflected back where you stood. you wanted to spend your college years with him. not just fucking, but other curricular activities. you would want to choose him first in any events but its not the same situation to him. though you would put him first, but he would not put you as his first option.

summer camp. he went with san while you had to go with your other friends.

sports day. he had his training with san.

fundraising events. he volunteered with san.

literature competition. he had paired up with san.

community service. again, with san.

talent show. san.

explore race. san.

career fair. san

san san san san san san san san san san san.

its always him but never you. for once you felt like a loner. you somewhat felt the urge to need him. you yearn for him. no just in a way he stuffs his dick in you. but in ways you want him to embrace you. for once, more than a friend.

that's how you ended up at his dorm in the middle of the night when the accident happened.

he was gripping on to your hips, spanking your ass to leave his handprints. your arms were too weak to handle the overwhelming feeling of his dick in your wet hole, you shove your head down on wooyoung's mattress and your hands kept on clawing at his sheets.

he felt his high coming and he leans down, pressing his bare chest to you back. burying his face in your neck. his thrusts getting sloppier.

"f-fuck y/n, you pussy always feels so good. i really love it, so so much, i love you."

hearing the last words your body jolted and you squeezed his dick way tighter than before. he groans out loud as his cum spurts out into the condom. he puts you down gently as he pulls out, hissing slightly as his member is still a bit sensitive.

he went to grab some towels and a drink while you laid there still in utter shock of his words. did you misheard him? no, it can't be. even when you try to deny what you heard, your heart felt the urge to believe it was true.

"did you mean it, wooyoung?" you finally speak up while he wipes down your legs.

"mean what?"

"what you said earlier,"

"y/n, i said a lot of things when i fuck you. which one?"

"your feelings for me woo..."

"my feelings for you? i never said that," your breathe hitched and your heart sink at the word never. silence fills the air in a few seconds before you speak up again.

"then why did you said you love me?"

"i did? sorry, it kinda slipped off my tongue. so, no, i don't have feelings for you,"

seeing your silent state.

"wait, do you-"

"not me either, don't worry." you give him a bitter smile and get off his bed after he puts your panties on.

you pick up your clothes and left his dorm room while wearing them one by one. fuck who cares if someone sees your tits, you can't stand being in the same space with wooyoung. the tears that welled up in your eyes might actually break.

you found yourself sitting on a bench by the pond with nothing but a heavy heart. he's not wrong. why would he even have feelings for you. you're just friends. friends who fulfills their lustful desires. there's no need for him to look out for you. he shouldn't hang out with you all the time, like he has other friends too. you can't control him or keep him to yourself. he's not your boyfriend.

"y/n?" the voice of the person you least wanted to see. he puts a jacket over your shoulders and sat beside you.

"what do you want," you said nonchalantly, trying to hold back your tears and your gaze still looking down on your hands above your lap.

"well i couldn't just let you leave without sending you off properly. its also in the middle of the night, its cold and-"

"stop it wooyoung," you push him away from you. he was taken aback by your behavior but it didn't stop him. he kept on asking the obvious.

"what's wrong? did something happen? was is something that i said?"

silence fills in the air as you remembered back what he said. i love you. he said that. that was the problem. he shouldn't say that if its not real. then again, nothing was ever real whenever you guys fuck.

"I'm really sorry i said those words. i really do love you but as a friend. not as lovers. if i were, i would've kiss you already."

he was right. his shot up truth hurts even more than the silence. never once you both kiss each other on the lips. that was because you're not lovers. you've made the promise to not have any feelings at all, yet here you are. crying over a stupid relationship with your friend.

"let's end this, I'm tired." you shot up from your seat and walks towards your place. you kept shoving wooyoung off whenever he tugs at your arm. you ignored all of his yelling and screaming of your name like a child. you let the tears in your eyes stream down your face.

"you were my friend y/n!!" he yelled out from behind you.

friend. always a friend. nothing more, nothing less.

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[anticapitalistclown]

can I request Vin and Jake nsfw with overstimulation? 🤤

omg yess <3

Vin Jin and Jake nsfw scenario, overstimulation

warnings: p in v, overstimulation, masturbation, reader is older in the Jake part (use of noona), nsfw and those things, mdni

Vin Jin

He was so mean, so obsessed with you. The way you bit your lips, how your tears fell from your eyes, your choked moans and strong breathing everything about you is just so precious, it makes him lose all of his sanity.

"c'mon baby, gimme another one" he grunted on your ear, his fat cock deep inside you, on top of that, his hand was slapping your clit, making your spread legs twitch with every slap, your walls were squishing him, he could cum just by how you felt wrapped around his dick "fuck you squeezing me so good baby" your back was pressed against the mattress, his lips kissed your forehead "c'mon cum baby" this time his fingers stopped slapping your clit just to rub it, you left a heavy moan and your eyes rolled back, he loved that expression so much "that's it pretty, you're close" you made a choked moan, tears falling "I'm cumin' Vin!" he proudly smiled at you, watching you cum again "fuck, that's my girl" the feeling of your pussy spasming around his shaft turned him crazy.

He gave you the nastiest and messiest kiss bullying his tongue into you until you ran out of breath, his teeth biting your lower lip and kissing it, his hands then brushing your hair out of your face "I know you can handle another round, don't worry, I'll be gentle" such a liar, you were about to cum again from the previous overstimulation and just by looking at him, you knew he for sure won't be gentle "pussy so soaked it's a mess" and who was the culprit? not that you could complain, the thrusting of his hips were melting your brains.

Before he could turn to ravage you, he took a minute for the both of you to take a breath, his hands never leaving your waist and his fingers still buried on your skin, he curved his back a bit letting his head fall backwards a movement that made his sweaty toned abdomen more accentuated, adding his heavy breathing that gave you a wonderful view, on the other side, Vin couldn't take his eyes off his your pussy, giving your clit a spank that made your legs and walls immediately twitch "oh? what was that? *slap* heh, she's getting messier *slap*" you whined at the sharp feeling "gentle" your voice made the slaps stop "my bad" his thumb rubbed your cheek.

You couldn't make any more complaint that he already pushed himself deep with a harsh thrust "fuuuck" he moaned, your pussy walls tried to push him out trying to save you from passing out from the overstimulation yet that just helped to make him more worked up "that's it babe" he grunted "such a magic pussy", your legs wrapped around his hips, your heels digging in his back making him bury deeper inside of you, both of you moaning at the feeling of his tip kissing your cervix "s'deep" you moaned, and your walls spasmed making him chuckle "fuck it is" his thrusts continued, fucking you through your orgasm making you scream "a last one babe, gimme another" he was fucking your brains out, you could only babble and cry, his hand pressed on your stomach, his rhythm then more sloppy and desperate, he was at his limit "I'm gonna cum soon" he warned, "c'mon cum with me, I know you can do it" you left a whimper as response getting him know you were about to cum again "atta girl" he pressed you down, his grunts were lower and more desperate he kissed you again trying to suppress the sounds he left, fucking you hard until you both reached your high again, he passed out on top of you, careful to not crush you, this time your boyfriend finally stopped.

Jake

"c'moon noona don't be mean" Jake bit his lip and left his head fall on the backrest of your sofa, you chuckled and winked at him, your hand travelled all the way up and down on his shaft "ooh but who was teasing who all day?" you reminded him about how he teased you all day to get into your pants, he was horny so you just gave him a lesson.

You were seated next to him wearing only your underwear, your lips kissing his neck and your thumb teasing his sensitive tip, his dick was twitching at any single touch you made after making him cum twice, Jake tilted his head to your direction "love, didn't you already had your fun?" you looked at him "all this afternoon you've been focusing only on me" he moved closer to you, his lips brushing your ear giving you shivers "and neglecting yourself" his fingers travelled all the way down to your panties feeling a wet patch on the fabric "see?" Jake grabbed your leg and placed it on top of his leaving you splayed, his hand massaged your inner thigh all the way into your panties sliding two fingers inside your wet cunt "feels good, huh?" he whispered, and you nodded biting your lips, suppressing a moan making your man chuckle, not that you would give him much more to laugh, you stroked his dick making his abdomen contract "feels good, huh?" you teased making him moan "love be gentle please" his fingers curved inside your cunt while his palm rubbed your clit "aaah Jake keep going" your thumb rubbed that exact vein you knew would make him cum, the twitching of his dick giving you a victory smile mixed with a pleasure grimace from the scissoring of his fingers inside you "can't hold it anymore" Jake grunted and tossed you on the sofa rutting his tip on your entrance like a mad man pleading on your ear with kisses to let him fuck you "please noona *kiss* please *kiss* let me put it in *kiss* please" before you could give him the permission his fingers moved your panties to the side and his tip bullied your entrance.

Jake grabbed your waist and slowly buried himself inside of you, the feeling of your walls helped to make him cum at the instant. Your boyfriend stayed still, watching how you both were connected, you thought it was over and tried to think words about how it was fine for him to cum this fast, you maybe overstimulated him too much, yet before you could speak the look on his face made you shut up, Jake was pussy drunk "again" his desperate voice matched with the twitching of his dick inside of you.

You were caged under him, his face was buried in your neck and his arms hugged your waist, his hips were moving in a desperate rhythm inside of you, the stretching of his dick making you cum "another" he whined, before you could process you already came his thrusting increased without showing any intention of stopping, his teeth bit your shoulder the pain making you moan and clench your walls around him "ngh noona again, do it again" he kissed your lips while his hands grabbed your ass lifting it with ease and helping him to get even deeper inside of you if possible "J-Jake slow down" you whined, and he squeezed your ass "can't" your walls contracted again trying to push his dick out "s'tight" your nails clawed at his shoulder making him groan "m'cumming Jake" Jake nodded at your whimpering, his lips kissing the tears that were falling from your eyes "make a mess on me" Jake kissed your lips as you both came hard.

Jake rested his forehead on yours, his hands were massaging your hips, and you smiled at him "please tell me you're done" you prayed making him giggle "well, I think I'll need some rest to get hard again" his hands played with your bra "maybe if you show me your tiddies..." you slapped the scratch you left on his shoulder making him hiss "understood".

[emilsendo]

(Dom)Baji Keisuke x (Sub) Top!male reader

Type: Smut

Warnings: Dom Baji, gay sex, riding, stimulation, etc.

Author Note: Hiya! I finished this one oneshot and I hope it will be good for you guys to read 👀👍 I started to writing a request with Drakenxtop male readerxMikey, so I just reminding xD.

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— Baji.... — you gasped hoarsely as your boyfriend bounced heavily on your dick.

Baji was insane, not even giving you time to breath as he rode you hard. You could feel his entrance squeezing you with pleasure with each firm bounce.

You tried to calm his movements by holding the brunette's toned waist, but Baji seemed even stronger now, not all the strength in the world could stop him now, he even had an expression of lust as he sat frantically on your dick, his walls sqeezing and sucking your dick in a delicious way.

Not that it wasn't good, on the contrary. It felt so good that you were almost drooling, it was so good that you felt like you were about to cum at any moment, but you didn't want to be there so early. Not that Baji cared about it, in fact it seemed like that was exactly what he wanted.

Every drop of your cum inside him.

— Baji......If it continues like this-Aah~! I'm going to....— you tried to warn while sqeezing his waist between your fingers, Baji's waist was firm, of course, he had a lot of muscles due to begin a delinquent, anyway he was beautiful, and he loved it when you held his waist.

— You will come? Do it inside me. Go on, cum in me, darlin'~ — the delinquent seemded fascinated with the idea of you cumming inside him, so he sat on you with all the strength he had, eliciting not only a moan of pleasure from both of you, but also one of surprise from you.

— Damn, Baji.....f-fuck! — you exclaimed, starting to tear up, with delicious suction that the brunette's hole made around your cock.

Baji's little entrance was sucking you in, he was tight and hot, it was comfortable to be inside him, but at the same time you felt like your dick was going to melt.

The room was stuffy and almost completely dark, if it weren't for the sunlight that the curtains let out. The only thing you could hear was your moans and muffled breathing.

Baji wasn't very affectionate when he grabbed some strands of your hair, throwing it backwards, so he could give himself space to bury his face between your neck, clean of marks, of course not for long, until he slid his tongue over the spot, that made you twitch slightly in pleasure. Having Keisuke suck on your neck was the least of the problems, considering the orgasm you were needing to get to.

— Hey, M/N, why don't you call me by my first name? — he moves a little away from your neck to ask, not far enough since you could feel his breath hit the spot.

It seemed to be a serious question, although Baji continued to move on your lap.

— I-I don't know, I just..... MH! Ah... I'm used to calling you Baji.— you replied sincerely.

Baji pulled away completely from your neck, holding both sides of your face, looking at you intensely seriously.

— Call me by my first name.— He demanded. You sighed a bit confused, but you didn't have time to reason when Baji doubled the speed of jumping on your dick, you gritted your teeth when you felt your dick hit your boyfriend's prostate. — G- ugh! S-shit...call me by my first name.—

— Kei.....— you tried to complete, but the words came out shaky as Baji's entrance practically devoured your cock.

— C-Come on, M/N....I know you....you can do it.— He encouraged with a strange smile, as he fumbled over his words. It was difficult to have a serious expression on his face when your length was literally widening his hole.

— Keisuke! F-fuck. Keisuke, please, I'm going to cum. Please let me!

That was epic for Keisuke Baji. He only needed a few more slightly sloppy bounces for his pleasure to fill him.

— Fuck. Cum inside, M/N. I want to feel ya, got it? Do it! —

You then came with streams of milky cum begin sucked into Baji's gaping hole. He moaned feeling filled, he came soon after, his cum got all over your and his chest.

Little by little Baji stopped moving and you fell silent, sweaty and panting.

— Are you okay? — You asked.

Baji nodded with an amused expression on his face, you smiled embarassedly.

— It's incredible that.... even though I'm bouncing like crazy on you, I can still feel my legs.— He joked ironically.

— Yes, I think that for you to stop feeling your legs you would have to sit on me a lot more.— you joined in, letting out an amused laugh.

You didn't even notice the suggestive smile that spread across Baji's face after your words.

— Then it looks like I'm goin' to have to sit on ya until tomorrow morning, my darlin'.

— What...?

The confusion on your face replaced by a noise of surprise when Baji sat on you once again, you grunted with your sensitive dick to the recent orgasm once again begin stimulated.

— Baji, I can't do it anymore! I-I....— you tried to protest desperately but was silenced by the full lips.

For Baji, nothing would be over until both of you had no more strength.

— I loved how you said my first name, from now on ALWAYS call me that.—

[boykisser4]

You're so good at writing! It's so🤭🤭could I request a fic of Dom Mitsuri x Switch Male Reader x Sub Bottom Obanai? M/N Mitsuri's Tsuguko and one day when Obanai visits, She and M/n had discussed potentially getting Obanai to have a threesome with them! And maybe to make him more compliant, they spike his drink! 😊

Lustful Concoction

pairing: Dom Mitsuri x Switch male!reader x sub bottom Obanai, nsfw so minors begone

warnings: male reader, smut, mitsuri drugs obanai drink, noncon, threesome, masturbation

"You're seriously not going to wear that?" Mitsuri raised an eyebrow at the male reader's outfit, a casual tee and sweatpants that screamed 'I just rolled out of bed'.

"What's wrong with it?" The reader shrugged, oblivious to the fashion faux pas he'd just committed.

Mitsuri let out a dramatic sigh, her hands flying to her cheeks. "You're going to see Obanai today! Don't you want to make a good impression?"

The reader chuckled, "It's just Obanai, Mitsuri. He doesn't care about that stuff."

"But I do," she said with a pout, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Besides, we might need something... extra to get him to agree to our little plan."

The reader's eyes widened, remembering their earlier conversation about the threesome they'd been fantasizing about. He couldn't believe they were actually considering it. "You really think he'd be into that?"

Mitsuri winked. "I have my ways."

As the reader looked through his wardrobe for something more suitable, Mitsuri hummed to herself, her mind racing with possibilities. She had a bottle of her special 'persuasion potion' hidden in the kitchen, a little something she'd concocted to make sure their evening went as smoothly as possible. The anticipation of the night ahead had her pulse quickening. She'd always had a bit of a crush on the stoic snake swordsman, and the idea of having him at their mercy was too delicious to resist.

The doorbell rang, puncturing the quiet. Mitsuri's heart skipped a beat. This was it. She smoothed her hair and straightened her own attire, a seductive smile playing on her lips. "Get dressed," she called over her shoulder. "Our guest has arrived."

Obanai stood at the door, his usual stern expression in place. Mitsuri stepped aside, allowing the reader to greet him first. The tension in the room was palpable as they exchanged pleasantries, the air thick with unspoken desires. The reader's heart thumped in his chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. He had no idea what the night would hold, but one thing was certain: it was going to be anything but ordinary.

As the three of them sat down in the living room, Mitsuri excused herself to get the drinks. She returned with a tray of fruity cocktails, one of which she'd spiked with her potion. She handed it to Obanai with a knowing smile, watching as he took a sip. His eyes never left hers, and she felt a thrill at the power she wielded. The potion was a subtle blend of aphrodisiacs and relaxants, designed to loosen inhibitions without making him sloppy.

The conversation flowed naturally at first, but as the potion began to take effect, Obanai's gaze grew heavier, his voice lower. The reader could see the struggle in his eyes, the war between his disciplined mind and his now-desiring body. Mitsuri's plan was working perfectly. She leaned in closer, her hand brushing against Obanai's thigh. He didn't pull away, instead, his eyes flicked down to where she touched him, then back up to hers, filled with a hint of confusion and growing need.

Mitsuri took the moment to make her move. She straddled Obanai's lap, her thighs pressing against his growing arousal. The reader watched, breath held, as she whispered something in his ear. The snake swordsman's grip on his glass tightened, but he didn't push her away. Instead, his hand slid up her back, gripping her tight. She leaned in to kiss him, and for a moment, the reader thought he'd misread the situation. But then Obanai's eyes fluttered shut, and he kissed her back, deep and hungry.

The reader felt a jolt of arousal shoot through them, watching the two of them. They'd never seen Obanai like this, so vulnerable and wanton. It was intoxicating. Mitsuri broke the kiss, turning to the reader with a smoldering look. "It's time to join us, don't you think?"

The reader nodded, their voice a hoarse whisper. This was it. The threesome they'd only ever dared to imagine was happening right here, right now. They took a deep breath and reached for their own drink, the cool liquid sliding down their throat as they braced themselves for what was to come.

Mitsuri's hand slid down to Obanai's waist, deftly unbuckling his belt. His eyes remained locked on the reader, a silent question hanging in the air. The reader took a sip of their drink, feeling the potion's warmth spread through them as they set the glass aside and stepped closer. With trembling fingers, they traced the line of Obanai's jaw, feeling the stubble against their skin. He leaned into the touch, a soft groan escaping his lips.

Mitsuri's smile grew wider as she watched the reader's confidence bloom. She stood, taking Obanai's hand and leading him to the bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the scent of candles filling the air. The reader followed, their heart racing. This was uncharted territory, but the desire burning in their chest was undeniable.

Once inside, Mitsuri began to undress Obanai, her movements slow and deliberate. The snake swordsman's eyes never left the reader, his pupils dilated with lust. His shirt hit the floor, revealing the taut muscles of his chest, each one defined and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. The reader's eyes raked over him, drinking in the sight. They felt their own clothes growing tight, their body responding to the erotic scene unfolding before them.

Mitsuri turned to the reader, her own outfit now lying in a pile at her feet. She took the reader's hand, pulling them closer. "You know what to do," she murmured, her voice a seductive purr. The reader nodded, their heart thundering in their ears. They reached out, touching Obanai's bare skin for the first time. It was warm and firm under their fingertips, sending a shiver down their spine.

Obanai's breath hitched as the reader's hands moved over him, exploring his broad shoulders and powerful arms. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his arousal now impossible to ignore. Mitsuri stepped back, watching with a smug smile as the reader continued their exploration. The potion had done its work, reducing the usually stoic man to a pliant submissive.

The reader's hands moved lower, fumbling with the button and zipper of Obanai's pants. He offered no resistance, his eyes glazed with desire. As the fabric fell away, his erection sprang free, thick and heavy. The reader swallowed hard, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. They'd never been with someone so... intense before. Mitsuri stepped forward again, placing a gentle hand on the reader's shoulder. "Let's show him how much we want him."

Mitsuri and the reader worked in tandem, stripping Obanai of the last of his clothing. He stood before them, naked and exposed, his body a testament to his physical prowess. The reader felt their own arousal grow, their cock straining against their pants. They looked to Mitsuri for guidance, and she nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Together, they led Obanai to the bed, pushing him down onto the soft mattress. He didn't resist, his body compliant and willing. The reader climbed onto the bed, straddling Obanai's hips. They felt his cock twitch against their own, the heat of his skin setting their blood on fire. Mitsuri positioned herself beside them, her hand sliding down to cup the reader's ass, encouraging them to grind against their new playmate.

The air was charged with sexual tension as they began to kiss again, their tongues dancing together in a passionate tango. Obanai's hands roamed over the reader's body, his touch sure and possessive. The reader moaned into the kiss, their hips moving of their own accord.

Mitsuri watched the scene unfold with a satisfied smile, her own arousal building. She leaned in, her soft breasts brushing against Obanai's chest as she captured the reader's earlobe between her teeth. "Take him," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. "Make him yours."

The reader's hands moved to Obanai's cock, stroking it gently. The snake swordsman's eyes rolled back in his head, a low growl rumbling in his chest. Mitsuri leaned over, her lips grazing Obanai's neck as she whispered more encouragements. "Let go, Obanai. Give in to us."

The reader felt the potion's influence taking hold of Obanai, his body growing more responsive to their touch. He slid a hand between their bodies, finding the reader's cock and giving it a firm squeeze. The reader gasped, their hips jerking in response. Mitsuri's hand joined in, her nimble fingers stroking both of their lengths in unison.

They kissed again, their breaths mingling as their hands explored each other's bodies. The reader's mind was a whirlwind of sensation, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of Obanai's hardness against their own. They reached down, their fingers brushing against Obanai's tight entrance. He tensed for a moment, then relaxed, his eyes fluttering shut.

Mitsuri watched, her own need growing with every passing second. She reached into the bedside drawer, pulling out a bottle of lubricant. With a wink at the reader, she coated her fingers and slid them down to Obanai's ass. The reader followed her lead, their own fingers delving into the slick warmth of the lubricant.

Together, they prepared Obanai, their fingers working in tandem to stretch and relax him. His moans grew louder, his hips pushing back against their touch. The reader's cock was aching, desperate for release. They positioned themselves, the tip of their cock nudging against Obanai's entrance. He took a deep breath, his body taut with anticipation.

Mitsuri leaned over, her breasts pressing into Obanai's back as she whispered sweet nothings into his ear. "You're going to love this," she promised, her voice a seductive purr. The reader took the plunge, sliding inch by inch into the warm, tight embrace of Obanai's body.

The snake swordsman's eyes flew open, his mouth forming a silent 'Oh' of pleasure. The reader paused, giving him a moment to adjust. But Obanai was having none of it. He pushed back, urging the reader deeper. The reader groaned, their grip tightening on Obanai's hips as they began to move, their rhythm slow and steady.

Mitsuri watched, her own hand sliding down to her clit. She rubbed slow circles, her breaths coming in shallow gasps as she felt the heat of their desire building. The sight of the reader claiming Obanai was more than she could bear. She straddled Obanai's face, her wet pussy hovering above his lips. "Lick me," she demanded, and he obeyed without hesitation.

Their moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that grew louder with each passing moment. The reader felt their climax approaching, their strokes growing more urgent. Obanai's body was tight around them, his muscles clenching and releasing in a delicious rhythm. They reached down, their hand finding Mitsuri's thigh. She was close, so close.

The reader's orgasm hit like a freight train, their cock pulsing deep inside Obanai. The snake swordsman's muffled groan vibrated against their crotch, sending a fresh wave of pleasure through them. As they rode out their climax, Mitsuri's own orgasm crashed over her, her body trembling with the force of it.

They collapsed in a tangled heap, their breaths ragged and their hearts racing. The potion's effects had worn off, leaving them with only the sweet aftermath of their shared pleasure. Obanai looked up at them, his eyes clear and focused once more. The reader felt a twinge of anxiety, wondering if he'd regret their actions in the morning light.

But Mitsuri was already moving, her soft hand stroking Obanai's cheek. "Don't worry," she murmured. "This is just the beginning."

[someprettyname]

HI HI HI i cant stop thinking about your kaiser hc about calling him different things in bed. this man makes me absolutely feral omg

ehehe you mean this?

okay I'm so sorry for the late reply I was really excited about replying to this but then I saved it in my drafts and accidentally forgot 😭

WELCOME TO THE KAISER BRAINROT HELL NON-NON 😈

Oh my god i haven't written smut before i'm so shy right now I hope it's good

[ Minors be responsible and DNI, I'm not responsible if you do. ]

i didn't mention too much of what I was thinking when I typed it back then but I had a feeling you know?

Your legs were thrown over his shoulders and face scrunched up in pleasure, sparks shooting through you with each thrust. Your lips swollen with how much you had bit them, how long have you both been going at it now? You've lost the track of time and yet somehow his thrusts keep getting stronger. Faster. Rougher. Your eyes fly open with a particularly sharp thrust and the sight above you makes you gasp, his face was flushed and eyebrows thread together. Fuck. He looked so hot. You feel a familiar coil in the pit of your belly. You whine, your head falling back on the pillow. You grip the sheets to ground yourself, but to no avail.

"Mi- michael i-"

"Kaiser." He growls.

Your eyes are met with sharp azure ones the moment they fly open. He leans forward, gripping your chin, harshly so.

"Say it." His voice so deep and husky, pupils so blown it makes you shiver and gasp. "Who am I?"

"Kaiser." You moan out without a question, who were you to question your emperor anyways?

"Kaiser i'm... i-"

"Good." He cuts you off with a particularly hard thrust, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss. "Let go, schatz. Make a mess."

He buries his head in the crook of your neck, grunting as your familiar scent envelops his senses - his thrusts slow and deliberate. This is how he expressed it, he might not be the best with words but he was determined to make you feel his love. The exact love which makes him feel warm and fuzzy in his chest. He had never felt it before, but it felt so good. So humane. Hence, he was determined to make you feel so good you can't take it.

He presses soft yet firm kisses on your neck, making you shiver and whine, your back arching against his chest.

"Kaiser..." you whine, nails clawing at his back as you pull him more into you wanting to feel more of his skin on yours. He groans as you do, pulling away enough to take your lips in a brief kiss.

"Shh," he presses another kiss on your jaw, fingers threading through your hair. The tenderness in his words betraying the roughness in his voice, "it's Michael, liebe." Because right now, in this moment, he was Michael. His bare heart pulled out and laid in front of you for you to take care of and love.

You whine, biting your lips. You knew what that meant, and it didn't help with the shiver that ran up your spine. Damn it. This man will drive you crazy one day. Your grip on him tightens, "Michael!! Fuck, please don't stop!!" You moan.

He smiles, nibbling on your ears "Good girl."

[ divider from @/cafekitsune ]

a/n : alright. It's decent. I think? If it's not, pardon. It's my first ever attempt at smut. I'll go pass out now OMG. 😭🙏🏻

[adoregojo]

⋆｡𖦹°‧ late night talk ➝ nagi seishiro ✶

can't believe i never wrote for nagi.. content ➠ fluff, fluff and more fluff. kinda short.. :'3

"am i sloppy looking?"

nagi light voice called, you weren't sure if it was a dream because it was around 3am and a half and your vision was blurry from heavy sleep. you opened your eyes a little to be met with your boyfriend facing the ceiling instead of you looking down and in deep thoughts.

"sei..it's too late to have a night talk." your voice was raspy and clearly still drowsy.

"but i wanna know, am i unattractive looking?" your boyfriend asked with his usual plant voice. even when nagi wasn't that good with showing emotions yet you always told him his eyes were an open window and tells enough, he was a little frown that you almost didn't notice.

"and since when did the nagi seishiro care about looks?" you stated, at least trying to lighten up the mode.

"I don't, i care what you think." he explained.

you were taken off by his words that causes the sleep to flow away. you never thought that the day will come and nagi ask you a question like that, you didn't remember saying anything about his looks specifically about him being dreary looking, his eyes remained dry and drained, like something was eating him alive that it didn't allow him to close his eyes. you were never hesitant to tell him he looked handsome showering him with compliments. so whats that about?

he still refuses to meet you eyes, was he afraid to see the look at your face? or hear the words that will come out next? even someone that lacked emotions like nagi could be sorrowful sometimes.

"well, if you asked me." you moved your body closer to him until you felt your shoulder touching his, you cupped his ear and whispered gently. "i think you're the only one ever."

nagi finally turned to lock his eyes with yours, his resting eyes were now slightly wider and his mouth as well, "really?" he blurted when his ears felt heart hot.the sudden change almost made you laugh, he looked so elated like a puppy that just got his treat.

you two were close, almost nose touching each other's. the closeness never bothered you neither will it now, you nodded with smile that made his heart flutter. he felt warm again.

"even if a if i wore that ugly sweater you hate with passion?" he asked playfully.

"I'd still think you're the only guy ever." you admitted.

"even with that hideous cowboy hat?"

"yes sei, even with that hideous cowboy hat."

"wow, you must reallly love me." he said mischievously and you roll your eyes playfully. "shut up, and i also love you for what you have in here." you patted him on his left chest, pointing to his heart.

"....my chest?"

"your heart, dumbass!"

"ooohh." he shook his understandment. you couldn't help but chuckle a bit, seriously how is this guy considered a genius?

your laughter made his black and white world into something colourful, melting his iced heart and colouring his unoccupied soul. he never thought having someone to think of him more than a genius soccer player would make him feel this alive.

damn, he was absolute smitten wasn't he?

"did that satisfy you? can we go back to sleep now?" he turned to you now sluggish figure, barely able to keeo one eye opened.

"i wanna hold you." he said as you turned around giving him you back, he took your silence as an approval to warp his arms around stomach holding you as close as possible, his massive body taking over yours. it didn't hurt to give you a couple of kisses before sleeping, right?

"quite the kisses..i wanna sleep sei." you mumbled while his lips kept smashing against every inch of your face.

"just one more."

he didn't stop at one, or two, or three..

"i only have eyes for you too.." he doubted you heard that.

love nagi..have a great day everyone └(^o^)┘

[chrisdr3]

Hey! Can u pls do a fic with lando? With a bit daddy x bbygirl vibes!

Love you!

Rule breaker, brat tamer~LN4

Summary: Reader gets horny and breaks the rules, while Lando finds them and decides to punish them.

Warnings: Smut, daddy x bbygirl, dom!Lando, angst, fingering, unprotected sex, oral (female recieving)

You were on your bedroom, waiting for Lando to get out of the bathroom. You were on your phone scrolling through tiktok when you saw a really hot video of him and started getting horny.

You couldn't handle it and left your phone in the nightstand, letting your fingers slide inside your panties, straight through your aching pussy, rubbing it gently. You didn't make any noise because Lando had forbidden you to touch yourself unless you are told to. You knew he would be pissed off if he saw you like that but you didn't really care.

You continued touching yourself and didn't notice the door open and him getting in, until he spoke. "You're such a naughty girl, thinking you could break the rules with me here." he said and you look at him nervously, fingers still in your clit. He was wearing only a towel and his shark tooth necklace, hair wet, brows furrowed and his jaw clenched from irritation.

"Baby, I'm sorry, please forgive me." you got up and kneeled down in front of him. He lifted your chin up to make you look at him "Babygirl, brats have to be punished. Breaking rules is not tolerant from me. Strip and get in the bed. Now." You did as he said and he reached you, letting the towel fall off him.

"Lando... please... I'll be a good girl..." You looked at him, eyes begging him. "That's not my name babygirl, now shut up." He pushed you down and grabbed your throat, while sticking two fingers inside your wet hole and stretching you. You moaned and he tightened his grip on your throat. "Shush babygirl, take your punishment quietly, don't let the neighbours know what a brat you are." His fingers made you come to your high easily and he felt that immediately.

"Cum for me, you little brat." You cummed in his fingers and he got them out, sucking them clean and positioning himself to your entrance. He got inside you without warning making you scream. He started thrusting deep and hard hitting your sweet spot, making you moan and feel close again, clenching around his rock hard dick.

"Daddy, let me cum, please." you cried out. "No baby, that's a punishment, not pleasure." He was thrusting hard until he was close and started getting sloppy and slow. He removed his hand from your throat and put it in your breasts, playing with your nipples, earning more sweet moans from your mouth.

When he was close to his high he decided to let you finish. "You can cum now brat." he let you cum in him and finished too, then pulled out. He then kissed you and lowered his head to your folds, starting to eat you out. "Mmm, you taste sweet, you little bitch. You make your daddy proud." You felt another orgasm build up in you. He feasted, not letting you release your juices, and once he was satisfied, he gave you the final lick in your clit that made you cum in his mouth.

He licked your sweet juices and kissed your neck. "Good girl. Hope you learnt your lesson." "Yes daddy, i did." He caressed your now sensitive pussy with his thumb, making you reach your 4th orgasm for the day. "Go get cleaned princess." He ordered. You tried getting up, your mixed cum leaking down your thighs, but your feet betrayed you and fell back to the bed.

He saw you falling and felt satisfied. "Did i make you sore baby?" You nodded yes. He got up and carried you to the bathroom. "Let's get you cleaned up, my little girl."

Hi! First smut here, i think it turned really good and hope you like it. I'm waiting for any requests you have luvs! Feel free to ask me.