#i toned down the horniness a little bit because I wanted it to be sweet

[hoshifighting]

hey baby, these last days I'm thinking so much about a dk (since he is all buffed out 🫦) and a reader so shy and has liked never came before... so the she and dk are dating and they wait a bit to do the deed and she doesn't tell him, but when his fingers are inside her she just moves like so much and try to push it off all because she never felt this much :c, then dk noticed she's a virgin and treats her so well

buff dk changed lifes

WARNINGS: virginity loss, fingering, overwhelming, inexperienced!reader, oral (both), begging, edging.

you’re already feeling flushed and flustered just from kissing, hands tangled in his hair, his lips warm against yours, and when his hand slips lower, fingers grazing down between your thighs, your whole body jolts, he murmurs something low about how horny you may be, and you feel your breath catch as his fingers slip under the edge of your underwear.

the second his fingers slide inside you, it’s like everything kicks into overdrive. your hips buck up all on their own, your mind foggy, and you gasp, hands coming down to grip his wrist like it’s too wet, too much, too intense, too everything. you squirm, legs trying to close, but he just keeps his hand steady, his fingers stilling inside you for a moment, like he’s giving you a chance to catch your breath.

“hey, hey,” he whispers, “you okay, baby?” something curious in his tone, and when you don’t respond right away, he pulls back just enough to look at you, his eyes going all soft when he sees the shy, overwhelmed look on your face. and maybe he puts it together from how tightly you’re clenching around his fingers, how your body’s trembling just from a light fingering. “wait… is this your first time?”

you swallow, cheeks going all hot, but you nod, glancing away like you’re embarrassed. his expression changes instantly—any mischief is replaced by this gentle, almost reverent look, like he’s just discovered something precious.

“oh, baby,” he murmurs, hand coming up to cup your cheek, thumb brushing over your skin so tenderly it almost makes your heart ache. “you should’ve told me. i would’ve taken things a little slower.”

you try to laugh it off, but it comes out more like a shaky breath. “i didn’t want you to… think i wasn’t ready or something.”

he smiles, leaning in to kiss you softly. “we’ll go as slow as you need. and if anything feels like too much, you just tell me, okay?”

you nod, and he eases his fingers back in, spitting on it to make it wetter, watching your reactions like he’s memorizing every little gasp and shiver. his fingers curl inside you, pressing is ''button''and it’s like a spark goes off inside you, makes you feel so sensitive you almost want to pull away, but you’re already too far gone.

“you feel that, baby? feel how good you’re squeezing me?” his fingers start moving and every time he curls them, it’s like this wave of pleasure builds up inside you, your body reacting on its own, clenching around him, hips lifting like you can’t get enough even though it feels like too much.

“seok—seokmin,” you whimper, and he leans in, lips brushing over your neck as his fingers keep working you open, the sound of everything echoing around the room, soft, slick, wet. he’s watching you the whole time, eyes locked on your face like he’s looking for any sign that you’re uncomfortable, but all he sees is you, flushed and breathless, trying to keep up with how good it all feels.

“you’re doing so good, baby. just let yourself feel it.” his thumb finds the clit, pressing down in these slow circles, and it’s like every nerve in your body fires up, hips rolling viciously, squeezing around his fingers so tight it’s like you’re holding onto him with everything you’ve got. he keeps whispering sweet, filthy little things, telling you how good you feel, his words melting into your skin as you get closer. and when you finally reach that peak, it’s like your body takes over, clenching around the digits,in seconds u are blissfully ruined in his arms.

oh, and he got patience like you wouldn’t believe. he’s not rushing anything; it’s almost excruciating how slow he takes things, like he’s teaching you the art of the dirty 😭, building you up in ways you didn’t even know you could feel before.

every time he’s got you spread out beneath him, his only goal is to take his time, making you wet with his mouth and his hands. fingers finding just the right spots to make your back arch, to make you gasp and cling to him. and he’ll look up at you between your thighs; “this is all you, baby. look at how much you’re already giving me.”

and god, he loves making you beg. the way he lingers between your legs, mouth hot and skilled, dragging you to the edge only to pull back at the last second, grinning when you whine, when you whisper his name all desperate. “you want more?” he’ll murmur, giving you just a teasing lick on the swollen clit, watching you melt. but he’s got that strict patience, only letting his fingers slide back inside when its wet, good and ready, working you slow.

sometimes, when he’s feeling particularly wicked, he’ll make you beg to do something for him. he’ll settle back against the headboard, a smirk playing on his lips as he pats his thigh. “if you wanna take care of me, you’ve gotta show me, baby,” he’ll say encouraging. “gotta know that you’re serious about it. come on, i know you can.” and you’ll find yourself crawling over, nervous but so desperate to please, eyes wide as you look up at him, hands trembling as you reach for his cock.

when you finally get his cock in your mouth, he’s so sweet, so patient, talking you through it, guiding you with gentle words and praise. “just like that, baby… that’s it,” he’ll murmur, trying his best to not moan as. he guides you. “you look so good like this, you know? so good for me.” and he’s got his hand in your hair, not forcing or rushing, just there, guiding you, holding you close. every time you pull back, gasping for air, he just smiles, brushing his thumb over your drooled bottom lip.

but he doesn’t let you get too far.

every time you think tonight’s the night, when you’re all worked up and ready, practically begging for him, he’ll just grin, leaning down to kiss you slow and deep, his fingers sliding right back between your thighs. “not yet, baby... not until you’re really, really ready. until you’re craving me so much you can’t stand it.” and he keeps you there, keeps you on edge night after night, learning every inch of your body, every little sound you make, until he’s got you wrapped around his finger—literally (?).

[echobx]

You sure? - JJ Maybank × fem!plus sized!inexperienced!reader

summary: you take your first hookup JJ back to your place and things start to get hot and heavy very fast

word count: 1.2k

warnings: smut adjacent, making out, suggestive talk, mention of reader being a virgin, mean!cocky!JJ (but only while horny), light petting, slapping, dry humping, biting

author's note: I don't think I'm ready yet to write full smut again, so I hope you forgive me for this somewhat fade to black kinda thing

   You're leaning against the wall behind you, hand holding onto the door frame that is pressing into your back. There's this dizziness inside you that you've never felt before. Warm and heavy and exciting and- 

   “You comin’?” JJ asked while pulling his shirt off and mindlessly throwing the fabric somewhere on the floor. The yellow overhead light casts a glow onto his toned, sun kissed skin as you watch his back muscles before he turns, and your breath hitches. There's something primal in how you force your throat to still and press your legs together. The thought of simply laying him down and licking him all overcomes to your mind before you remember what you actually had planned, and why you had picked specifically him for it. 

   “JJ, I've never done this before,” you croak, wishing you didn't feel so small under his unwavering gaze as he stalks toward you.

   “Hookups ain't for everybody, s'all good, I don't judge, princess,” he winks, twirling some of your hair in between his fingers while leaning over you. You wanna let loose a bit, let yourself fall into how easy he makes it all feel, yet there's the guilt tugging at your conscience. 

   “No,” you shake your head, speaking softly. “I've never done this. Kissing, touching, feeling-” 

   “Fucking?” he interrupts with a cocky smile on his lips, maybe too cocky, but he's standing too close for you to actually care. Your eyes focus on his, blue and growing darker with the passing second. It's like your throat is clogged up by the fear that he would actually leave or worse make fun of you for it, for revealing the truth. A gulp followed by a nod and a small, whined “yes” is all you can get out at first.

   Closing your eyes, you try to focus solely on your words, and not the fact that his calloused fingers are softly cradling your jaw, rubbing a thumb over the apple of your cheek before pulling your bottom lip down as you try to speak. “It- It would to-totally okay if you- you wanted to leave. I shouldn't have-” 

   JJ’s lips are warm and wet and a little chipped, but you don't mind it. You like that he knows exactly what he wants, and that his hand slips down to hold your throat, tilting your head back while swallowing your breath and whimpers. He's even closer like that, his free hand squeezes your hip while his body is fully leaning against your own. And you don't know where to put your hands, so you keep them by your side at first, until he forces one up to have you hold onto his neck. It feels like learning to drive; you're scared to do something wrong, but he's not letting you fail. Chasing your lips and grinding his hips against your body like it's the most normal thing to do. 

   You get dizzy again, the different kind of dizzy, the kind that makes you push against him enough so he stops and lets you both get some air to fill up your lungs. At least you thought so before his lips attach to your neck, kissing and licking, but when you let out a choked moan because he found your sweet spot, his hand lands hard on your cheek. 

   “Don't fucking dare holdin’ back,” he glares, and you nod diligently. It's not something you would've expected from charming, funny, flirty JJ Maybank, but you can't say it doesn't turn you on. 

   His lips lock down on yours again, and you sigh into it. Digging your hands in his hair, running your nails over his scalp until he bites your lip. Your mouth falls open at the piercing feel his teeth left on your plump lips, giving him enough room to dart his tongue into your mouth. Tentatively assessing the situation, he lets his tongue run over your teeth for a moment before smiling and somehow leaning into you even deeper. It's like he's actually trying to devour you, tasting every last millimeter of your mouth and doing it over and over again until you pull on his hair, and the only thing connecting your lips is a short string of spit. 

   “Done already?” JJ teases, tilting his head to the side. 

   “Does it always feel like this?” you ask, and it doesn't even make sense that those words come out of you when you actually just wanted to tell him to fuck you already. 

   “Nah, that's just me, baby,” JJ growls, pulling you away from the wall and kissing you again. It's like he's addicted to your taste, not getting enough even when it still lingers on his lips and tongue. 

   He's slowly stumbling backwards until the backs of his knees hit the bed, and he lets himself fall, pulling you with him. But his kisses and the way his hands roam your body never falter. Squeezing your hips, then your ass and boobs, before moving his hand between your thighs and under your dress. 

   Your breath hitches and he sucks on your bottom lip, letting his digits run through your slick folds another time while chuckling. 

   “No panties? You naughty girl,” JJ tsks, taking his hand up and licking it clean. “You wanna get up and strip for me, beautiful.” You’re still debating whether it was a question or an order when his hand closes around your throat. “I don't like repeatin’ myself, princess.” 

   The first thing you take off when you stand, is your heels, and all of a sudden you're another three inches shorter than him, which seems to amuse him. 

   “I should definitely put some inches in you,” he jokes, at least you hope so as you watch him lean on his elbows. 

   “Does that work on other people?” you ask, moving your hands behind your back, but failing to find the zipper. 

   JJ sits up, his hands coming to your hips before spinning you around and forcing you back until you can feel his face pressed right above your ass. “It's workin’ on you too,” he says before carefully pulling the zipper down while lifting his head. “Now turn around and take it off, slowly.”

You follow his instructions, turning your face to look at him before slowly letting your body follow. “It's okay if you wanna leave again-” You can't bring out another word because he's already bitten down hard on your belly fat. 

   “Don't fucking say shit like that again. You're fucking gorgeous, and I'm gonna be fuckin’ you stupid, all right? That's a Maybank promise,” JJ gives you a single wink before slapping your ass and making you jump a tiny bit at the pleasant sting. 

   He pushes himself to stand, taking your face in his hand and digging into your full cheeks a little, forcing you to open your mouth. “I should teach you how to give a proper blowjob. But first, we gotta make sure you're so sore you can't walk no more, once I'm done with you.” 

   And with that he forces another kiss on your lips before throwing you onto the bed as if you weigh nothing at all, all the while your friend's words cross your mind, and you want to laugh in her face. A hookup is the completely right decision for losing your virginity, especially when it's JJ Maybank. 

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[ashlynlovestlou]

abby x anxious! virgin! reader

synopsis: abby teaches her an anxiety-ridden virgin girlfriend how to have sex.

cw: NSFW , abby x reader , smut , abby talks you through it , thigh riding , sub! reader , soft dom! abby , afab! reader , dry humping , use of pet names

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abby's been your girlfriend for a few months now, but you've been putting off having sex with her. solely because of your stupid nerves.

the thought of being naked in front of someone, then hearing your noises and seeing your face and touching your most intimate spots that nobody has reached before. it made you panic just thinking about it.

but abby knew of your fears. she was patient, and she cared about you more than anything on god's green earth.

so when your twice-weekly date came around on a friday night, something felt off. you'd been horny before, and usually you knew how to take care of it, but not quite like this. your legs were tingling and there was an ache where aches shouldn't be.

of course abby, being the observant girlfriend she is, noticed your squirming halfway through the movie the two of you were watching.

"what's wrong, baby?" she asks, looking down at you with a furrowed brow.

"huh? nothing." you respond quickly, crossing your legs and leaning against her shoulder.

abby knew better than to believe you, "you okay? you seem squirmy."

"i'm okay." you respond, a little too quickly. her suspicions only rose because of your soft and nervous tone, "just feel a little weird."

"weird how? you got a stomach ache?"

"no."

"then what–" she stops what she's saying, a shit-eating grin growing on her face, "oh."

you don't respond, biting your bottom lip and unsure what to do. you could sneak away to the bathroom to try to get off on your own. but you know abby has been waiting so patiently for this moment.

"youre horny, yeah?"

your heart sinks in your chest. it took you a moment to realize how she figured it out so quickly. she saw your squirms and the way your thighs flexed every once in a while, trying to create some friction for yourself.

she spreads her thighs apart a bit, creating a perfect manspread. she taps her lap, "come sit. let me take care of it for you."

"abby, i dunno.."

"baby." she says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, "i promise i can make you feel so much better than your pillow can. c'mon, sweet pea."

you hesitate, nibbling on your bottom lip. your heart was in your throat, and you were fidgeting with your earlobe. one of your anxious habits.

she tugs your hand away from your ear, kissing your knuckles. she gently tugs you forward into her, "i won't hurt you, sweet girl. c'mon, honey." she guides you by the hips to straddle her lap. she rubs her thumbs up and down the soft plush of your thighs, "let me show you, okay?"

you nod, swallowing the lump in your throat. she takes her shirt off first so that you don't feel embarrassed to do the same. once she's down to her black sports bra she slowly takes yours off too, giving you time to stop her if you wanted.

but you don't, so she keeps going.

once the two of you are both in your underwear, her warm and bulky hands settle on your hips, "you okay?"

you nod, unsure where to put your hands. she notices this and laughs softly, "i'll walk you through it, okay?"

"okay..."

"tell me what you do to your little pillow when you feel like this, baby."

"i.. um.." you struggle to get the words out, your cheeks red from embarrassment, "i put it between my legs."

"hmm.." she hums, "then what?"

"i like.. clamp it there."

she plays with your hair, her entire hand embracing the side of your head, "and it makes you feel good? riding your little pillow?" you nod sheepishly, resting your head on her shoulder, "show me."

"what?"

"i want you to make yourself feel good. i know you wanna." she says, kissing your hairline.

"abby, i dont know how–"

she gives your hips a little squeeze, starting to guide you to grind on her lap. the cloth of her boxers rubs against the sheer fabric of your lacy panties, the feeling alone making you gush. you whimper as you feel yourself getting wetter. you're tempted to get off her lap so she doesn't feel the dampness coming from your cunt. she notices you starting to hover, so she pulls you back down. "don't be embarrassed. i want to see you feel good." she guides your hips to move a bit faster, and you moan in response, "can i touch you?"

you look at her, confused because she's already touching you.

she glances down at your crotch rubbing against her lap, then she looks back up at you, "down there, sweet girl. please, honey. wanna feel how wet you are."

you nod, your nerves starting to dissipate.

she snakes a hand down your stomach, her fingertips sliding into your panties. when the pads of her fingers meet your folds she groans, "oh, baby... you ever been this wet before?"

you shake your head, rubbing yourself against her digits.

"there you go, grind down just like that, mhm."

her words of encouragement make you speed up a little bit. she beams at you, so proud that her girl is finally comfortable enough to let her feel you in such an intimate place.

"gonna go inside, okay?" she says before slipping two of her fingers inside your sopping cunt. you moan at the intrusion, your movements switching from back and forth to up and down.

abby chuckles, kissing your cheek. she's so happy that she can finally see her baby in this light. on her lap, a moaning mess, "you're so pretty, mama."

you smile and open your eyes to look at abby. she pecks your forehead, rubbing tight circles around your swollen bud. you clean around her and she pulls you closer so your chest is flush against hers. she knew you were close before you did, guiding your hips to bounce on her fingers faster.

when you finally come undone you mutter tens of 'thank you's' into her ear. you'd made yourself feel good many times, but you'd never felt quite like this.

"thank you, abby." you whisper to her.

she nods in response, "no need to thank me. next time you feel like that, you come to me, m'kay?"

you hum in agreement, closing your eyes and starting to drift to sleep.

[murdrdocs]

INTERVIEW 026. CARMEN BERZATTO murdrtober oct 19th. dry humping

You could've kept screaming and yelling at Carmy, but grinding your bare cunt over his clothed cock was way more impactful. 955+ words MDNI 18+

There's no point in pretending you're shocked, or even upset, about the circumstances you're in. You've grown to expect it, kicking your shoes off at the door, pushing and pulling until you fall onto a surface, whatever surface.

It's all so familiar, and not because you've done this dance many times before. It's familiar because this used to be your life. Leaving work with giddy jumping around in your belly, telling you what will be coming next.

Gone are the flirty texts. Your digital conversations with Carmen are kept short and sweet, always cut and dry and about things that aren't concerning how bad you want him.

Because you'll never say it, from your mouth or your thumbs, but he can always feel it between your thighs.

You're only in this apartment when you need something you can't get from someone else. And if you're not going to get what you want, there's no reason for you to stay here. So when your lighthearted conversation with Carmy goes from horny to thorny, you grab your purse and begin to search for your other shoe.

Carmy stops talking to a brick wall. "What're you doing?"

"What am I doing? What does it look like I'm doing, Carmen? I'm leaving."

"Leaving? Leavin'? Why would you be leaving?"

"Because you would rather be a little bitch than get your dick wet so I don't see a point in me staying here."

You really did intend to leave.

You've always known there was no point in arguing with Carmy. You would usually just go round and round in circles, never really reaching a conclusion that was favorable for the both of you. And you've seen where the times that you did argue with him got you—paying your own rent instead of splitting it is where it's got you. So if you're not here to only tell Carmy to give you more and that you're about to come, you're leaving.

This was your goal. But you've really been a little stupid lately because somehow, you end up sitting on Carmy on the couch and not sitting in your car yelling about his behavior in a voice note to your group chat.

But this is nearly as cathartic in its own, sick way.

“So what?" Carmy starts up again, "Is this some sorta …” He hisses and you think he’s given up, but he licks his lips, and tries again. “Is this some sorta punishment?"

His face scrunches in that way that he does when he’s confused, that plaster of his condescending tone there as well.

You guffaw and sure, it's a bit mean, but that's really your intention at this point. “Punishment? I don’t think you’re a child or a dog, Carmy.”

He scoffs. “Really? 'Cause you treat me like one.”

And you could continue to go back and forth. You could reach deep and throw mean jabs at him like the two of you hate each other. It’s an easy routine to fall into. But you don’t give in, because you have him like this—sitting beneath you in nothing but his boxers, his spread legs behaving as your throne as you slowly glide your bare cunt back and forth over his bulge.

You grin down at him. You’re in control, you don’t need your words to prove that too. But verbally is the only way Carmy can fight for control.

He doesn't rest. Physically, his body is as tight as you've ever seen it. His muscles bulge as he holds onto your waist with a grip that would stop your movements if you weren't so headstrong. His abdomen is tight, there's sweat gathered in the notch at the center of his neck. His curls have begun to get damp too, mostly around his hairline. And he just won't stop talking, going on and on about how this doesn't mean you've won.

For a usually quiet and shy guy, he's very verbal tonight.

You continue to ignore him, only speeding up the way you grind by just enough to make a difference. You let your head loll to the side as you make a show of it, really making sure Carmy knows how much you're enjoying yourself.

"Relax, Carmen," you tell him, biting your lip and sliding your hand over your bare chest to pinch your nipples.

"Don't ... don't call me that. 's weird when you call me 'Carmen'."

That's the point, you want to tell him. But you decide to pity him just enough.

"Just enjoy the show, honey, alright?"

Carmy's muttering under his breath, some swears followed by disbelief that this would be considered some form of a show and not a special form of torture. But for the most part he does as you say.

He only asks to feel you, like really feel you, one more time, and when you shake your head with faux-sweetness in your eyes, he acquiesces. You see it happen in his body, his muscles relaxing as he sinks back into the couch. His grip on your waist loosens enough to give you more control than you had before, and you use it to make the rest of the ride both of your whiles.

Your tits jiggle as you push back and forth. You moan, loud and breathy, and you can't help but abashedly smile when you look down and see how much of an impact you've made on the color of Carmy's briefs.

This seems to bring out the Carmy you're used to. He hisses, but it's a sound of astonishment instead of pain this time. "Look at that," he marvels just loud enough for your attentive ears to pick up.

You agree, nodding as you plant your hands on Carmy's chest for better purchase. "Look at that."

[naughtyjjk]

vibrating pleasures

characters: gojo, geto, nanami, toji | fem reader warnings: 18+, smut, vibrators, teasing, dirty talk, edging, orgasm denial, begging, blindfold, using toys in public, exhibitionism, mirror sex

GOJO...

he would be such a fucking tease, tormenting you endlessly and getting off on it. if he really gets into it, if he's really horny, he'll blindfold you and get you to lie down on the bed to take whatever he gives you. with your sense of sight gone, everything else is heightened, and you gasp when you feel the first touch of something against your skin.

“can you tell what this is?” gojo asks, trailing the object up and down your legs. he focuses on your inner thighs where you’re most sensitive, moving higher up one leg, purposely skipping over your pussy, and down the other leg.

it’s hard to think when gojo is teasing you like this, but it’s one of your toys, you can tell that much. 

“the... the vibrator?” you ask, swallowing back a desperate whine.

"oh? you guessed that so easily. such a naughty girl." gojo tsks like he’s disappointed that it didn’t take you longer to guess. “do you use this toy to pleasure yourself often?”

“n-no,” you whimper when you feel gojo brushing over your clit with the gentlest of touches. “i haven’t—ah—used it in months.”

“really?” gojo asks in a taunting tone. “do you miss the vibrations? they would feel soo good right now, wouldn’t they? bet they’d make you come in no time...”

you shudder, arousal growing as you imagine exactly that. “yes, yes, i want—”

gojo hums, all smug at how eager you’ve become and continues taking his sweet time to make you fall apart. "look at how wet you are, baby... and i haven't even touched your pussy yet."

moaning, your pussy aches with need. gojo is going so damn slow and it’s beyond frustrating how he never gives you anything to be satisfied.

the toy slides up—so close, so fucking close to where you want it. you arch off the bed, trying to feel the vibrator on your throbbing pussy, but gojo only chuckles at how desperate you are and moves it away altogether. you whimper, so fucking horny, needing to feel some stimulation more than ever.

"is this where you want it?" gojo asks and finally, finally presses the toy directly on your pussy, but—it's turned off. there are no vibrations, just silicone touching your skin.

fuck. your hips jerk up at the contact because that's how sensitive you've become, but it's not nearly enough to satisfy your need. wetness gushes out of you, proof of your arousal. you want it so bad. "p-please..."

and then, without warning, the vibrator buzzes to life and a rush of pleasure overtakes your body. you moan as gojo holds the toy and slides it up and down your pussy, occasionally brushing against your sensitive clit. 

as soon as you get used to it even a little bit, gojo turns up the setting, the vibrations becoming more and more intense every time. you cry out, trying to close your legs but gojo forces them to stay open and you have no choice but to endure the constant assault.

the problem is that it feels good, too fucking good. the toy is steadily bringing you to the edge and you’ve become a moaning mess on the bed. your back arches, panting hard as your body gets ready for your orgasm. soon, you’ll feel so good that you mind will go blank with pleasure. soon, any minute now—

“gonna come, baby?” gojo asks, those blue eyes watching you carefully. you nod in response, squirming in place. “yeah? you wanna come from the vibrator?”

“yes—oh, god, yes—i’m c-close—i’m so—”

humming, you can hear the wicked grin in gojo’s voice as he brings you right to the edge, mere seconds away from your climax, and then promptly turns the vibrator off. “i don’t think so.”

“no, no—ah—ah—f-fuck—” you whimper, breathing hard, hands fisting around the bedsheets. your hips thrusting up desperately into the air, into nothing, as the stimulation is removed, leaving your pussy desperately aching for more. 

gojo reaches over to remove your blindfold and you blink to focus your vision. your gaze immediately lands on the tent in his pants, the bulge between his legs where his cock is straining against the fabric. you don’t even bother hiding the fact that you’re staring; having been denied your orgasm, you’re so fucking horny that it feels unbearable. you want that thick, throbbing cock inside you now.

“look how hard i am because of you,” gojo says, palming at his erection. he starts undoing the button of his pants and you swallow thickly. “what are you going to do about it?”

.

GETO...

this man is into exhibitionism and makes you put a vibrator inside your pussy then takes you outside for the day. he loves walking around with you knowing that the two of you are keeping a dirty little secret no one else knows about. it's remote controlled, of course. he has the remote in his pocket and turns it on and off as he pleases, keeping you on edge the whole time.

geto is cruel about it, always making the toy vibrate in the most dangerous situations. he's done this for hours already and he gets off by watching you trying so hard to hide your reactions. "a-ah—mm," you moan, then cough to cover it up. your panties are beyond wet, it's uncomfortable when you walk, and you’re worried it'll also soak through your pants. but you can't let other people know that you currently have a vibrator in your pussy. you just can't.

but fuck, it feels so good, though. geto clicks the higher setting, higher, higher, until you're squeezing your legs together, trembling in the middle of the street. leading you into a quieter alleyway, geto uses his body to block you from the outside view and leans in close.

"what's wrong?" he asks, rubbing your pussy through your clothes as if he doesn't already know. as if he's not the one causing the problem. "are you close? gonna come right here for me in public?"

and yes, yes, fuck, you really are going to come. you can feel your orgasm building up inside you, heat coiling in your stomach. just a little bit more and you'll—

that's when it stops. all of it. the vibrations disappear at the same time geto retreats his hand, leaving you with no stimulation whatsoever. your entire body is burning from the sudden denial, pussy throbbing in desperation, and your muscles give out as you lean on geto for support.

it's torture. it's thrilling. you've become so horny that you can't think straight anymore. all you want is for him to take you right there, bring you to your climax and give you the pleasure you want, but it's clear that geto has other plans.

"come on, baby," he says. compared to the state that you're currently in, he's far too composed. it’s entirely unfair. "we still have the rest of the afternoon to go."

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NANAMI...

a classic rabbit vibrator works for him. he loves teasing you with it, rubbing the head of the toy against your pussy like he would with his cock. he loves watching it enter you, watching the length of it disappear inside you until it's all the way in, penetrating deep, the front part pressed against your clit. you squirm at the feeling of being filled but you also want more and that's when nanami starts thrusting the toy in and out of you.

his other hand is reaching down for his own cock, jerking himself off as he imagines himself fucking you in place of the toy. it turns him on so much to watch you get pleasure from the toy, trembling on the bed as you moan with every thrust. the vibrator isn’t even on yet, and you’re already falling apart.

“does it feel better than my cock?” nanami asks, voice low and raspy like he’s fucked out himself. you can tell that it’s taking everything in him to hold himself back, the way his jaw is set, looking at you hungrily as he thrusts his hips into his own hand.

you know what he wants to hear—that his cock is better, that the toy isn’t able to fill you up nearly as well as he can—but it’s hard to say all that when it’s making you feel so fucking good. 

unfortunately, if you don't answer in time, nanami growls, eyes darkening. "really? seems like i need to punish you..." and he spreads your legs wide, pushing the vibrator all the way inside you, turning it on without warning. you cry out, squirming, trying to escape the intense vibrations, but he holds you in place. forcing you to take it.

the settings change unexpectedly from a constant buzz to a pulsing sensation, all at different speeds. nanami never lets you get used to one vibration mode, clicking the buttons on a whim in varying patterns.

it’s not long before you feel the familiar coil in your stomach, a warning that your orgasm is approaching fast. the two little nubs of the rabbit vibrator flick at your clit, sending waves of pleasure through your entire body over and over again.

but nanami knows you well. he can tell when you’re getting close. as soon as it looks like you’re about to tip over, your body tensing up and shaking uncontrollably, he stops you from coming and takes the toy out. you cry out, feeling so empty, but nanami refuses to give you what you want.

"i'll ask you one more time," nanami says, and it's obvious that he's reaching his limit too. his cock is throbbing, a steady stream of precum leaking down the shaft, so fucking hard that it must be painful. "do you want to come on the toy or my cock?"

your mind is so clouded with lust that it's hard to think. but you look at him, cock heavy in his hands as he continues to stroke himself, and a rush of desire washes over you. whining, you say, "y-you—your cock—want your cock—"

"good girl," he leans in to whisper by your ear and discards the toy off to the side. lining up his cock at your entrance, nanami slides into you without waiting any longer and you immediately clench around him.

thrusting in and out, he grunts every time he manages to hit deep inside you, angling his thrusts so that they’re aimed at your g-spot. his hips move frantically, chasing after his own release as well. a hand reaches down to find your clit, swollen from vibrator earlier, and he rubs circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves. it’s too much, it’s all too much. you can barely hang on.

“come,” he says in ragged breaths that only makes you more aroused. “come for me. now.”

it’s an order and your body obeys as soon as the words leave his mouth. you moan loud when you come and he fucks you through it until eventually his hips stutter and he thrusts into you one last time before he spills everything he has inside you. still in bliss, you think, yeah, you’d choose to have his cock over a vibrator any day.

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TOJI...

positions you in front of a mirror and spreads your legs so that both of you will be able to see everything. it's embarrassing but undeniably hot, too. he starts off by rubbing you over your panties until you're squirming and he sits behind you, whispering, "that's it, baby, get nice and wet for me."

but it’s not enough. soon, your hips begin to move on their own, grinding into his hand, and he chuckles at how eager you are. his voice is right by your ear when he says, “shh, be patient.” you can’t help but shudder, wondering what he has planned next.

then he brings out the magic wand, pressing the vibrating head on one leg and dragging it up your thighs. slowly, slowly inching toward your pussy. he presses it over your panties, just on the outside of your pussy, but the fabric dulls the sensation, and you rolls your hips, wanting to feel more. and then he retreats.

this happens over and over again—toji moving the vibrator close, then away. you tremble every time it approaches your pussy and it’s so frustrating, so damn agonizing. the next time he holds the toy right against your pussy, you gasp as it makes contact and moan when he slides it up and down. at this point, you’re dripping, panties absolutely soaked, but it's not enough. not fucking enough. 

on cue, toji strips you, removing your panties, and turns your head toward the mirror. "look at yourself. i want you to watch as i make you come for me."

again, he moves the vibrator between your legs, nearing your pussy, but doesn't let it touch yet. you throb in anticipation, arousal only growing as he makes you wait. "do you want it?" he asks, taunting you.

you nod and beg him, "please, i-i need it—" from behind, you can feel his hard cock pressed against your lower back. knowing that he's just as turned on makes you even more aroused and when he finally gives it to you directly. there’s no barrier blocking it now, and the vibrator buzzes at a high intensity on your pussy and clit, sending pleasure throughout your body in waves. you moan to show your appreciation. it feels so fucking good and you can see how your body is reacting in the mirror.

toji moans too, right by your ear, and says, "mm, i think you can take a higher setting." he clicks a button on the toy and the intensity increases. you gasp, shaking in his lap, and you can yourself falling apart in front of you.

“a-ah—fuck, toji, i’m—ngh, i’m close—s-so close—”

your moans get louder, more desperate, as you feel your orgasm approaching. toji is watching you carefully, taking in every reaction from your body, and he says, “don’t come yet, baby. don’t you dare fucking come until i give you permission.” 

but it’s impossible to hold back when he’s being so merciless, the vibrator a constant source of pleasure aimed directly at your arousal. despite his warning, you find yourself getting closer, closer, and the buildup is overwhelming. there’s no way you can hold back. you’re so fucking close—  

toji growls, lifting the vibrator away. “i said not yet.”

“n-no, no—fuck, please—” you cry out, whimpering in protest. your hips buck forward, pussy pulsing, aching, and every muscle in your body is tense. you had been so ready for your release and it’s absolute torture to be denied like this. 

but it’s clear that toji has other plans because when you turn around to look at him, you notice that he’s pulled out his cock, giving himself a few strokes, hand slick with lube. he smirks when he catches you staring at his length, how hard he’s gotten, how the veins bulge out and precum spills out the tip, down his shaft. 

“you want it?” he asks, as if the answer isn’t obvious. of course you do. your pussy throbs at just the idea of his cock inside you, filling you up, splitting you open. 

“then get on your hands and knees,” he says, and you obey his orders without any resistance. “that’s it, now raise your ass for me. yeah, show me that pretty pussy of yours.”

you lift your hips and it would normally be embarrassing because the mirror is right in front of you and you can see yourself presenting your body to toji, but you’re too fucking horny to care. you wait in that position, in anticipation, while toji takes his sweet time and admires the view. 

“look at you, dripping all over the floor and making a mess. what a fucking naughty girl.” he says, and it’s true, you can feel the wetness slipping out of you, so aroused that it feels like you’re losing your mind. he lines up his cock by your entrance and you gasp when he pushes in all at once. 

your eyes flutter shut for a moment, consumed by the sensation, his hard cock inside you making you feel so full. he angles you so that you can see his hips moving in the mirror, pounding into you, thick cock disappearing into your pussy with every thrust. 

behind you, toji moans, low and guttural. “you like my cock? you like being fucked by my throbbing cock?”

“ah—hah—yes, f-fuck, feels good—feels so good—” you can feel him pulsing inside you, hitting your deepest corners. when he finds your g-spot, you make an embarrassing sound, so broken and loud. “th-there—don’t stop—hah—d-don’t stop—”

toji snaps his hips forward again and again, keeping up a brutal rhythm. “shit, you’re taking me so well—”

you’re so lost in the pleasure that you don’t notice him picking up the vibrator again until it’s too late. he presses it on your clit and the focus of intense stimulation on your weakest spot has you gasping, entire body shaking with how fucking good it feels.

“t-toji, toji—o-oh my god—i’m gonna—gonna come—” you moan and moan, completely at his mercy, right on the edge. “c-coming—i’m coming—” 

“do it. come for me,” toji says. he’s panting too, voice is low and raspy and so fucking hot. “come all over my cock. good girl.”

the pleasure from his cock and the toy combined is too much. your orgasm overtakes you, making you shake and tremble with how hard you come. panting, you try to catch your breath, but toji continues to fuck you through it, and you clench around him on instinct.

toji curses, hips stuttering. “fuck—so tight—” 

with a moan, he thrusts his cock deep inside you and pulses against your walls as his release shoots inside you. it makes you moan, too, at the feeling of being filled. when he eventually pulls out, you can see his come dripping out of you in the mirror, white and sticky and absolutely filthy. so fucking hot.

you turn to toji and yeah, you both know that you’ll be using the vibrator again in the future.

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[sunshine-for-serotonin]

I was wondering how Erik would react to his Beloved while ovulating or being clingy ect due to lack of sleep? (You don’t have to that’s totally up to you!!)

Headcannons, let’s go~ TMI, but it’s my ovulation week so that’s what you’re getting :) but don’t worry, you’re both clingy afterwards.

Oh boy, poor, poor Erik-

While Erik is a true polymath and has extensive knowledge on anatomy and science, he’s never actually had a partner to know what ovulation is like first hand.

However, as true as that may be, he’s going to be all over you as soon as you make any implication of having a need, whether that be to make love to him or even for just some chocolates or cuddle time.

You’ll find him nervously hovering over you, his hands flitting about as though scared to touch you until they come to gently hold your hands for about five seconds before he starts fussing again.

He’s so, so, so incredibly sweet, fretting over you, your needs, and your comfort obsessively. Sometimes you have to put on that tone of voice and tell him to sit back and relax for a bit. Maybe you sit by him on his organ bench as he writes music and plays the keys to try and help calm him down.

Erik is incredibly desperate to please, but you may find that he is one of this partners who’s very like “it’s not uteri, it’s uterus”, so expect him to match your horny levels as best he can. (Keep in mind he’s older and doesn’t have nearly as much stamina, you’ll have to kind of pace things throughout the day if you want to pull more than four orgasms from him).

You know that white goopy stuff that gets mixed in with your normal discharge? Don’t expect any fear of it from him. Erik knows it’s natural, and will still gladly go down on you like you’re his favorite meal anytime, any day. (Because, let’s be real now, you very much are).

He actually finds the difference in your taste fascinating, and you’ll find that he eats you out much more voraciously when you’re ovulating.

Expect Erik to extremely in tune with how you’re feeling physically. If your breasts are a bit tender or sore, you can expect that this will be one of the only times you can really keep him from latching. Of course, even if you can’t handle him nursing, he’s more than happy to gently cup your breasts and massage them for you. He’d actually probably explode though if you asked him to use lotion or anything.

As mentioned previously, Erik is overly eager to please and down to tend to your every need. He has absolutely no problem getting on top and doing classic missionary or something similar, rutting into you as the most musical little whines and moans leave his malformed lips.

You do have to remind him he can’t come inside during this week though. He’s normally very good at respecting that rule, but on occasion he finds himself getting so overwhelmed that he cums out of nowhere, thick hot ropes of white spurting inside of you and filling you to the brim as he keens and tears wind down his ruined cheeks.

Of course, you must have pity on him. He won’t be anywhere near able to keep up with you, and you really have to hammer it into his skull that it’s necessary for him to tell you when he needs a break and that you realize you’re borderline insatiable in this state so he needn’t overdo himself.

Of course he’s going to try to anyway though.

Please reassure him that he’s adequate enough and that anyone would be hard pressed to keep up with you in this state, he really does feel horrible for feeling like he can’t make you come or please you enough.

This and when you’re on your monthly are occasions where he simply won’t budge on handling aftercare duties, and he’ll wail if you try to take care of him instead of you letting him take care of you for once.

Erik goes for the full works. Bath, chocolates, he makes you your favorite meals throughout the week and always makes excess in case you find your appetite increased. He even pulls out a stunning nightgown made of the most comfortable material money can buy that he literally made from scratch for when you just want to be comfy or are getting ready for sleep.

And of course once you’re properly taken care of and sated, Erik loves nothing more than to lay down in your arms, curled up against your chest as you both drift off with the dreams of seeing each other tomorrow all over again.

[tired-biscuit]

yuuji’s eyes. that is all. need to stare into his eyes as he cums down my throat

18+ MDNI, fem!reader

i think he’s such a loverboy and is so open about his feelings that he doesn’t mind eye contact at all.

sometimes it’s cute and innocent. like when he looks at you across the table whenever you go out to have dinner because you both felt like dressing up a little that night and enjoying a meal neither of you knows how to cook at home.

he’s still chewing when he tells you how pretty you look in your dress, trying to tone down the rosy blush that’s coating the apples of his cheeks, and you want to punch him in the shoulder and tell him to quit lying even if you just know that he isn’t doing so. after all, every time he looks at you his pupils expand like the goddamn dinner plates you’re eating off of. he’s so in love and his eyes tell you that — it can’t possibly be a ruse.

or when he looks at you with a comforting smile before he brings you in for a hug whenever you’re sad and need to be consoled. he can be a bad listener sometimes, he admits it, but this mere quirk of his lips that causes his eyes to wrinkle slightly at the corners just has the power to immediately make you feel at least a little bit better no matter how bad the situation at hand is.

he looks at you like he sees you, you know? all of you. and what is that if not comfort?

but other times it can be… a bit more twisted, too. like when he’s eating you out for example.

you’re writhing atop the crumpled bed sheets while he goes down on you, back trying to lift from the mattress in a perfect lust-stricken arch, and he just looks up at you. stares right into your very soul, where everything is so tender and vulnerable, with this dazed, pussy drunk gaze that has you feeling hot all over and has you clenching with climax the second his fingers hit that equally as tender and vulnerable spot that’s hiding deep inside you and his tongue eagerly presses against your clit.

or whenever you’re sitting on his lap, riding him. he’s lazily sucking on your nipple while your bodies work that slow rhythm that’s got you both feeling so fucking good; pink cupid’s bow quivering with pleasure around it as he looks up at you from underneath his pretty lashes. his brow is slick with sweat, and it furrows deeply whenever you lift your hips up and slam them down just as deep, taking him as much of his thick length as you possibly can.

he loves this position. secretly loves being used like some kind of boy toy even if he’s well aware that he means much more to you than that. you can feel his cock twitch with excitement whenever the eye contact is made during sex even if he can barely keep his lids from squeezing shut because of how close to cumming he is. his mouth opens as he pulls back to pant and catch his breath to try and stop himself from rutting into you like an animal in heat, a thin string of glimmering saliva still connecting him to you, and it’s like there are literal hearts appearing in the spot where his pupils should be.

he just becomes so stupid and horny and obsessed with you whenever your panties come off… and whenever they don’t, too. this obsession, this love that he harbours for you — it shows itself in his eyes. always.

and he’s so direct with it and brave about it. he’s looked you in the eyes the first time he’s introduced himself to you with that sheepish grin and awkward hello. the first time he’s gathered the courage to ask you out. the first time you’ve slept together. when he said his first i love you, hell, he’ll probably do it even when he says his last.

and speaking of eyes; yuuji’s are so warm. so kind and friendly, charming and full of love — just like he is. sweet honey swirls inside them whenever he smiles and laughs that laugh that makes your tummy tighten with butterflies that just want to drown in the sugary nectar. they make him look like a puppy that you just want to squeeze and hug and kiss until the end of times. they truly are like a window to his soul and heart.

he just… he can make you feel like you’re his dreamgirl whenever he looks at you.

and it’s because you are.

[star-suh]

BasketBALLS

Kim Mingyu x Male Reader

cw: top mingyu, praise kink, protected sex, body worship, friends with benefits, pet names, some fluff sprinkled at the end, a bit of size kink, unrealistic amounts of cum lol, rimjob.

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through the semesters he studied in the university, mingyu has stood out as one of the best basketball players. he dominates the ball completely and is a good leader who listens to his teammates, which has helped them achieve victory on many occasions. that, in addition to his good physique and cold personality, makes many people admire him and aspire to be like him some day. however, when he is with yn, his best friend, he changes completely. goes from being a big fierce wolf to an adorable little puppy.

their relationship went quickly from friends to friends with benefits when they found out they share some things in common.. and that they're both horny bitches who shared a dorm.

in the rehearsals mingyu’s eyes were glued towards yn while playing with the ball trying to get his attention, “how was that, you like it” he asks yn with so much joy on him that the other can almost see little stars glowing on his eyes and around his face, “yes you were perfect gyu.. like you always are” yn pets his head and cheeks “you're so handsome” he later adds.

the basketball game continued, at the end mingyu's team won as expected, "hey mingyu, let's go celebrate" said one of his teammates, "umm well it's that... i'm feeling very tired… so you guys can go without me"; "okay captain but if you want to join us later we will be at the same bar as always" mingyu nods and then turns around and looks for yn, his eyes showed that he is hungry for pleasure, the excitement of the game going straight towards his cock, thank god his underwear was able to hide his erection well. both made eye contact, with just doing that yn knew what mingyu wanted and he willingly would give him that.

“fuck, you always hit the right spots” yn said in between moans and pants, “of course i havw to please my baby” he keeps on thrusting, the mixture of the condom's texture, his hips movements and the almost slow thrusts makes yn go crazy, mingyu definitely knows how to use his dick.

yn's hands went up and down mingyu's body, tracing every bulging muscle of his big arms, caressing his big chest and toned abs. “you're like a greek god gyu~ look at this amazing body.. a pretty boy with a pretty body”. yn lift himself up with his arms and started kissing the other's collarbones and chest, whispering sweet nothings to his ear, things like “sexy boy”; “you're being such a good boy for me”; “you look so hot all sweaty while playing basketball” turn mingyu on and tn knows it because he can feel his dick throbbing and growing inside him.

“am i being a good boy for ynnie?” mi gyu pouts while showering the other's neck with kisses and hickeys, “yes you are.. you know how to make me feel good.. you're amazing gyu.. i'm so proud of you~”.

mingyu lay down while yn took off the condom and began to masturbate him, "come on, mingyu, flex those arms for me" the bigger one obeyed. yn began to kiss each muscle. his tongue went from his armpit to his hand, tracing each vein with it, “you taste so good, i can't get enough of you” he said in almost a whisper tone “and you make me feel so good” mingyu added and the both kissed. some oiled were poured on gyu's body, yn straddle him and started massaging his torso “i love these tits, so fucking huge” he said while playing with them,groping them, slapping it gently, make them jiggle using his fingers or cuping them both with both his hands. he also pinches the nipples and occasionally kiss them or bite them.

moving onto his arms and abs he just again traced then with his fingers and gave them a quick massage. moving now to the legs yn grabbed each thigh and kissed them “i wish one day you crush my head with these” yn jokes. “not gonna lie that would be pretty hot, watching you squirm between my thighs” mingyu commented and seeing how close yn's ass was against his mouth he just started to suck it.

“now let's resume where we were before” yn slides down a condom with his mouth down mingyu's shaft and ride him. mingyu guided his ass using his big hands “this sloppy ass knows how to take dick so well”.

“you trained it so well” yn replies “fuck, i'm cumming” white sticky ropes were shooted on mingyu's bed sheets while the top came inside the condom still insidd yn moaning and grunting loudly like an animal. fucking with yn was one of the things mingyu enjoyed the most it was sensual and sexual, an undescribable pleasure that only them can give to each other.

mingyu struggle to pulled it out, it seems that he came a lot and the condom got stuck. and as ifni it was some kind of anal beads mingyu pulled it out slowly wanting to see his hole opening and closing with the cum-filled condom.

“so hot” mingyu says kissing one of yn's ass cheeks, let's take a shower.

in the shower they both rubbed and scrubbed each other's bodies, applied shampoo and soap as if they were a couple. “you know i've been thinking something” yn says with some concern in his voice, “what is it?” mingyu asks. “i just.. don't want to ruin the moment gyu…”; “just tell me ynnie it's ok”. “i-i think i'm in … love with you gyu” yn hides his face, tears threatening to roll down his eyes, he was getting ready to be rejected but instead he felt a pair of hands cupping his cheeks and a sweet, delicate kiss meeting his lips, “i love you too, i was planning to tell you later but you got ahead” he laughs showing that pretty smile, “come here give me a kiss”.

yn and mingyu kissed and hugged celebrating their new relationship, one must say they're probably the happiest people on earth right now.

[honeybeedrabble]

Casanova (Cheating!Sasuke x AFAB!Reader) - iii

CW: MINIMAL EDITING !!! mean!sasuke x AFAB!reader, reader pregnancy, homewrecker!reader, deadbeat dad activities, cheating, piv (unprotected), creampie, spitting/spit play, oral (f receiving) degradation (loser, whore), zero after care, breeder!sasuke, generally scummy behavior, lmk if i missed anything. short chapter lol

18+ MDNI !!!!!!!!!!

Sasuke knew he hated himself, like seriously- hated himself. He hated himself because everytime he came home he was reminded that he destroyed the family he loved so much just because he wanted to fuck you. Sure, the first time was an accident, if anything he helped you the first time! At least that’s what he told himself to be able to sleep at night. But the second time? The second time was pure lust, nothing but dirty lust that had taken over him and made him want to fuck you.

What didn’t help was how he heard people talk about you. How they would gossip about how nice your newly found motherhood was, and how it was sweet you’d decided to have your own little family. He hated that whenever people would ask who the father was you’d dodge the question, a flustered blush overwhelming your face as you clutched your chest.

But probably what Sasuke hated most of all was how the days went by and your belly got bigger, he got hard at just the sight of you. Your skin was always glowing, your breasts bigger, and of course your stomach bigger. He would think about how hot it was that he had gotten you pregnant, showing off how you were his, regardless as to how nobody knew it. In fact, the ignorance of how it was him got him unbelievably horny.

Whenever he would fuck his wife, he would put a hand flat on her stomach, feel the way his cock would bulge underneath, and imagine it was you while caressing where your child would’ve been. Sakura had no idea of course, she was just happy to get dicked down after a strange dry spell. Sasuke silently refused to fuck her, out of shame and pity mostly, but after getting hot and bothered by just the sight of you for weeks mixed with the feeling of sexual frustration he had to let himself go.

After the deed was done, his post but clarity kicked in like no tomorrow.

What am I going to do? How fucked am I?

He thought as he looked to his side and watched as his wife would catch her breath, post orgasm. He shook his head, pulling the covers up to his chest to cover himself up. Sakura rolled over, putting a hand to his covered chest.

“We haven’t done that in quite a while, huh?” she softly laughed, still breathing in and out.

“Yeah,” he smiled, looking away quickly. Sakura furrowed her brow.

“Are you okay?” She asked, sitting up and closer to him.

“Um, yeah… why?”

“It’s just… you’ve been so distant lately, and that’s saying something.” She nudged him and Sasuke made a halfhearted laugh. “You’ve been like this for weeks… if I didn’t know any better I’d assume something…” Sasuke tensed up.

“Assume what?” He bit back, jaw clenched. Sakura was taken aback.

“All I’m saying is ever since that genjutsu user got away you’ve been acting strange. You don’t feel bad about her getting away, do you?” Sakura asked, tone softer.

“She didn’t get away…” Sasuke muttered.

“Huh?”

“Oh, um… Her. Yeah, that’s what it is.” Sasuke replied, rolling over and facing away from Sakura. She giggled.

“Oh Sasuke, you’ve always been so hard on yourself.”

“For good reason…” He sighed, once again the feelings of shame and guilt returned.

“There you go again. Why don’t we just change the subject, hmm?” Sakura asked. Sasuke wanted to vomit when she said your name.

“W-what about her?” he felt the bile building up in his throat.

“Well you know how she’s pregnant right?”

“Yes, yes, of course I know she’s pregnant! What about her?”

“Well she’s coming into the hospital tomorrow for an ultrasound! When I found out I just knew I had to be her doctor so I’m going to be giving her her screening!” Sakura chirped happily.

Without a word Sasuke got out of bed, not facing her the whole time.

“Sorry, I just realized I have to go to the bathroom,” he said, walking out the door.

“Oh okay, we’ll can you bring me a glass of water when you come back?” Sakura called as he was already walking down the hall.

“Yup.” He responded. He locked himself in the bathroom and turned the fan on, then vomited into the toilet before tangling his fingers into his hair and silently crying as his heart beat out his chest.

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You had no idea of course, so nobody could imagine the slurry of emotions erupting inside of you when Sakura walked into the room, clipboard in hand for your check up. You laid back on the examination bed, heart beating out of your chest as she made conversation with you about your baby.

“You can tell me, c’mon! Who’s the father,” she asked, pouring jelly on your belly and spreading it around.

“I can’t…” you frowned.

“Why not?” She asked, turning to the screen and flipping it on.

“It’s cause,” you felt sweat bead on your forehead, you felt sick and had no idea how to tell her this was her husbands child. “It’s cause I had a sperm donor.”

Sakura spun around in the seat and looked at you.

“No kidding! So you’ve really wanted to be a mom that badly?” She asked, moving the small device around on your stomach.

“Um… Yeah I guess so,” you mustered a laugh.

“Didn’t they tell you who the donor was? Y’know if I check your appointment date I can see who’s they gave you-“

“Oh no that’s fine! I didn’t have a preference…” You lied as you both shifted your attention to the screen. “Just wanted it to be healthy…”

Soon enough the fetus was on screen and Sakura gasped with delight.

“Well it seems healthy to me!”

“Um, do you know it’s gender yet?” You asked, shamefully curious.

“Well it’s too early to tell, that’s also why it’s so small.” She pressed a little harder against you, and shifted it around. She pointed at the top of the oblong shape. “There’s the head.”

You smiled as you looked at it, then your face dropped. You felt tears roll down your face and soon enough you were crying. Sakura turned her head to see you.

“I’m sorry…” you cried, wiping your face.

“No no! It’s okay, plenty of mothers cry when they get their ultrasound done it’s completely fine! It’s also all those hormones don’t worry.” She sat closer to you and gave you a small hug, running her hand up and down your back.

You wished she had punched you, kicked you, or even yelled at you, maybe then you wouldn’t feel so bad about being her husbands mistress and baby mother. But instead she was coddling you and telling you it would be alright, which it certainly would not be. Eventually you stopped crying and Sakura grabbed her clipboard and started writing down on it. She tore a piece of paper out and handed it to you.

“It’s a list of some prenatal vitamins, they’ll make you feel better especially when you start to get further into your first trimester.” She was too sweet, and you were so shitty.

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That night after dinner you heard a knock at your door and when you saw who it was you wished you slammed it immediately.

“Can I come in?” Sasuke asked, looking around nervously.

“Get the fuck in here.” You muttered. He shut the door behind him and locked it. You crossed your arms angrily.

“You know it’s already fucked up as it is that I have to raise your child alone, and now i’m reminded that your wife literally exists. You know she gave my ultrasound?” Sasuke cringed. “Yeah. Didn’t think about giving me a heads up?”

“I can explain-“

“Oh! So you did know?”

“Listen-“

“What the fuck…” you cried, sobbing into your hands and turning away from him.

“So emotional…”

“Fuck you, loser.”

“If i didn’t know your hormones were out of control right now I’d remind you that out of the both of us the real loser might be the one carrying the married man’s child.” Sasuke snapped. You growled low, then with an open palm struck him across the face. He winced, a soft grunt escaping his lips.

“I should kill this damn fetus that you find so fascinating. I hate it. I hate you. Everyday i’m reminded there’s something disgusting growing inside of me that you put there, it makes me sick.” You cried again, ugly sobs ripping their way out through your lungs to bounce around the walls of your home.

“It’s not my fault you were acting like such a whore that day.” Sasuke frowned, his hand running over the red skin on his face.

“If you had killed that genjutsu user we wouldn’t be here right now.”

“You got in the way.” You scoffed.

“Always so pretentious, aren’t you?”

“It’s the truth. I could’ve handled it but no, you just needed to show off.”

“Show off? You’re one to talk. You’re practically showing off to the whole village how you got me knocked up everywhere I go.” Your brows furrowed. Sasuke was silent.

He knew you were right. Maybe he knew it was the pot calling the kettle black, but he was backed into a corner. Something about the word ‘loser’ struck a nerve with him. A deadbeat dad with a distant wife- no fault of anyone else but him. Did he somehow think starting a family with you would be some sort of do-over? something to rid him of his guilt?

When he looked at his wife he saw a beautiful woman, strong and accomplished. But how can you have any room for attraction to someone you have so much guilt for. Guilt for his old days of vengeance and hate, guilt for his job that kept him away from home for years.

But you? You were a fresh face. Beaming with optimism and a subtle hint of indifference that he knew he could change. You had something Sasuke couldn’t quite identify, simply being around you now felt dangerous. Sure, it could be, but it was more than the thrill of danger. You were his whim, his drug, the fever he couldn’t sweat out and being inside of you was the only place he wanted to be every hour of everyday. Maybe you have animosity for him now but could this family save you? more importantly- could it save Sasuke?

You took a deep breath in, shakily letting it go.

“You need to leave…” You were about to walk for the door when a possessive hand grasped your wrist. You froze.

“You don’t understand, I need you.” His voice was almost a whisper, the low growl that it almost produced set a shiver up your spine.

“I…” you started, face flush from his sudden shift. “Please, I can’t deal with you right now. You’re just too confusing.”

Sasuke gripped you brash and pinned you against the nearest wall, mounted frames ratted when you made contact. You gasped, your free hand coming to rest at your belly.

“Sasuke! You can’t just do that! It’s not good for the baby, knock it off,” your face burned hot. Sasuke raised a brow, a small smirk pricking up.

“Oh? So you do care about the well being of our baby, huh?” Bastard. He had you.

He leaned down partially, teasing you with a warm breath against your lips. You fought yourself to not close the gap, your mind racing and your face flaming. Soon enough you gave into your impulses and kissed him passionately.

You both let out an exhale, his soft lips making yours wet with his saliva. He opened his mouth to lick your sweet lips, tracing how plush they were only for his tongue to slip past them and feel along your own. His tongue ran along the smooth underside of yours, then swirled back up to trace your rougher taste buds, leaving his own flavor behind.

He grunted when you tangled your fingers in his hair, digging deep towards his roots and gently yanking when he pressed a growing erection into your swollen core. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck and he carried you to your bedroom, where he laid you down onto the mattress as soon as you both arrived.

Sasuke ripped off your pajama pants then ducked down to the valleys of your flesh, kissing in between your thighs to suck deep hickeys into. You moaned and writhed under his chin, then he made haste to your sensitive pussy, licking hard against your clit. You let out a harsh and untamed cry of pleasure, it almost sounded like you were in pain. But the way you bucked your hips into his mouth and dig deeper into his scalp proved otherwise.

You didn’t realize your body was craving Sasuke for so long until mere seconds later you were cumming on his tongue, hoarse moans and soft whimpers escaped your lips without warning as your juices filled his mouth. Sasuke palmed himself when you flooded into him, he swallowed every drop you could’ve given him and when you were done with your orgasm he didn’t stop devouring you until you were shaking like a leaf.

Sasuke roughly grabbed one of your tits as he stood up, looking down at you through narrowed eyes, you quivered under his gaze.

“Off.” He commanded. You took off your tank top and threw it across the room. Sasuke swooped down to caress your tits in his hand and mouth, biting harshly on your sensitive nipples. You clenched around nothing when he did so, thighs clamping shut around his torso.

He quickly came off of you and he undid his pants, you watched as the waistband of his pants and boxers fell to the floor, his large cock standing straight up against his chiseled abdomen.

There were no words spoken between the two of you. No promises of love, no claims of possession, no gifts exchanged or fancy jewelry to court with, no battles won to impress with, and no acts of tenderness. Only one single thing was present and that was the absolute orgasmic pleasure that came from being impaled be Sasukes cock over and over and over again. He got off watching you bounce from underneath him, your tits giggling every time he bottomed out and his balls smacked against your ass.

Sasuke bit his lip to stutter his moans when you started shaking again. Your climax looked almost like a seizure, more whimpers and cries were let out as you shook, only to be met with more tremors the longer he fucked you, continuing to deliver what practically seemed like pleasure epilepsies.

“F-Fuck! Sasuke, you’re so good…” you mewled, toes curling when he hit that good spot deep inside of you.

His hips didn’t slow their violent pace, his thumb traced along your clit, rubbing tight circles against it with he pad of his finger.

“Yeah…” he grunted, pace getting rougher. “You like this dick, huh? You like it so much you got pregnant from it, little whore.” He smirked, teasing you with long, deep strokes that slowed down to an agonizing pace.

You breathed heavily, heart pounding so loud and fast you were scared you might have a heart attack.

“Fuck- yeah…” you blubbered, hips twisting when you felt him bottom out.

“You’re gonna raise my fucking baby, aren’t you?” Sasuke murmured, his pace intensified and yet again you were crying out again.

“Y-yeah,” you whimpered, legs shaking as Sasuke obliterated your leaky pussy.

“That’s right… you’d do anything for this uchiha dick, wouldn’t you?” He asked with a smirk as he jackhammered you raw with his thick rod.

You neared your orgasm, cunt clenching tight and making Sasuke grunt as he continued to rail you. You nodded, eyes rolling back as your eye brows furrowed. Your mouth fell open and Sasuke took this opportunity to spit into it, you shocked yourself when you swallowed it. Sasuke had a feeling you would but watching you do it made him go crazy and his pace inside of you was excruciating.

“Say you want our baby, say you’re keeping it,” Precum was spilling out of you, it was fully mixed in with your arousal and your ass was drenched from your fluids dripping down.

“I want our baby, Sasuke- I… I’m keeping it I promise…” your face burned, your body surprised you would utter such words to the man who ruined you.

It didn’t matter for much longer since you came hard on his cock, appendages flying all around him to get him even closer to you. He complied and pressed himself deeper into you, almost as if he were fusing into you. his cock twitched when he filled you up with hot cum and you loved hearing his soft moans. you wrapped your legs around him to keep him right inside of you and if it wasn’t for the fact it was sasuke who had led you to this misfortunate spot, you wouldn’t be upset by the state you’re in now.

Eventually Sasuke got off of you and clothed himself. His pants covering his sex, almost as if in a way he was ashamed of where it had got him. Hiding it away from the mess he had made.

“I’ve got to go, I’ve already overstayed my welcome.” Sasuke sighed, he turned around and looked back over his shoulder at you. “Goodnight.”

You were still naked and drenched in sweat and sperm, juices leaking down your legs. It was like he injected you with his own venomous guilt for living, having desire, having your own craving for freedom through your sex. That freedom was gone now, only one of you had to deal with this fuck up. Now this venom was killing you. It was as if the most pleasurable knife was jabbed inside of you and you were bleeding out your emotions.

The sheets were all messed up besides you and as you watched him go you were glad he didn’t offer to tuck you in. A good man would’ve offered, a better would’ve tucked you in without even asking. In a way, it was confirmation he was a shitty lover and maybe even a worse partner. It made you feel better he wouldn’t do such an intimate thing for the fling like this when he has a wife and child at home.

Still shaken, you managed to sit upright, angry and defeated. You knew your body and mouth betrayed you of the freedom you wanted so badly. They reinforced his belief that you wanted to keep this anchor of a weight that was Sasuke Uchihas child. You were furious your body betrayed you and led you down a path of self destruction. You felt cheated, then felt worse when you realized that the only person who should really feel that way was Sakura.

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[seungfl0wer]

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Pairing: Alien!OT8 x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warning: Barely any real plot, Alien!Skz, Weird dicks, multiple rounds, Multiple Orgasms, Oral (Both), Long tongues, Aphrodisiac, Abduction, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Double Penetration, Slight Hair Pulling. Sorry for any mistakes or missing tags

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A/N: this is just pure smut- please hear me out on this one.. Don’t come at me😂 also HAPPY HALLOWEEN SLUTS😘. EDIT: after already having this posted a lovely anon informed me that I forgot to put hyunjin in this. So this has been edited from what I originally posted because I will not have an OT8 with out all the members😤

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Lying down in bed, it felt cozy. So warm in the cool night as you cuddled up to your pillow. You drifted off to sleep fast before suddenly being woken up by hands. Eyes slowly blinking awake, your body felt out of it. Your eyes flickered around seeing a bright light before you saw around you. There were a handful of men around you. ‘Men? Are they men?’ You asked yourself. They’re strange looking.”

“You’re gonna scare her!” A voice came across.

The men? Creatures? Moved away leaving you lying on the table. You were completely naked, with everyone gone you felt the cold air finally hit you. You shivered before you felt another hand on you.

“Easy pretty, we are gonna take good care of you ok?” The creature said before rubbing his hand up your body a slimy substance coming off him seeping into your pours.

“What’s going on? Where- what are you?” You asked.

“We are from the far off planet pretty. My name is Chan.” He said a weird long smile came across his face. He pointed to each of the other strange men telling you who everyone was.

“So you’re aliens?” You asked.

“Well technically you’re the alien to us. But yes.” He said.

There was a warmth creeping up your body. Heat going straight to your core, nipples perking up. You felt yourself becoming soaking wet, you were so confused.

“We are gonna have some fun ok? You’re uhm.. horny right?” He asked a bit confused at the words.

“Mhm” you nod looking at him.

“Good, the stuff I coated your body with is like an aphrodisiac. It’ll make you want us to out any thoughts” he said with a smirk.

These men were lengthy, skin slightly colored different. Their bodies abnormal to you with long fingers. They looked like something out of a movie, but not the typical big head and eyes combo. None of them looked the same different skin tones ranging from blues to reds to pinks. You could see they all had their cocks out which were also all different. Some big resembling human cocks almost, some tentacle like, some had two, and the man who was talking to you? He had a long cock, tentacle like with little filler looking tentacles around.

“Tell us if you need a break.” He said and before you could respond someone was already pressing their mouth to your cunt. It was Changbin? You think that’s his name. His long thick tongue pushed into you fucking you as he slurped at you. The others attached themselves where they could. Felix and Jisung Sucking at your nipples. Minho pushed himself into your mouth his long leaky cock sliding easily down your throat. The others stood by you, watching as they pumped their cocks. Jeongin using your hand that was now untied from the bed to jerk himself off with.

“She tastes so sweet.” Changbin groaned from below.

The strange place filled with lewd sex sounds combined with the moans and groans from everyone. The feeling of more of the slime being rubbed against your body.

Your body ached off the table as Changbin fucked his tongue rougher into you, Felix hand coming down to rub your clit. Your body felt like it was on fire. Not from just all the attention but this damn slimy shit. It had you feeling like a bitch in heat. With one more thrust of his tongue changbin had you cumming. You came around his tongue moaning around Minhos cock that was still buried in your mouth.

Changbin cleaned you up, not letting a drop go to waste before Chan moved between your legs he pushed himself into you his weird small tentacles moving over you clit. He cock pushed far into you pushing past your cervix fucking you completely in your womb.

Chan had pushed a button on the side of the table making another opening underneath. Jeongin quickly moved to go under it he pushed himself into you. Cock pressing against Chans as they filled your cunt to the max. His cock wasn’t as thick but it was even longer. You don’t know how he was under the table and still being able to fuck you like this. Honestly you didn’t really care either. It just felt to good to question right now.

Felix had traded places with Minho fucking into your mouth now. He gripped at your hair small whimpers escaping his mouth as you felt his cock becoming a thicker by the second. “Shit- shit- gonna fuck gonna!” Is all he got out before cumming down your throat. You swallowed around him his cock slowly becoming smaller as the loads of cum came pouring out. When he finally pulled out he leaned down kissing you softly.

“You doing ok?” He asked eyes fixated on your expression.

“Y-es” you gargled out.

He smiled before another pair of hands turned your head to them. Jisung was awaiting his turn, he looked at you his eyes half open. His cock was a pretty lavender, he had two tentacle like cocks both equally dripping. Before Felix moved away he whispered into your ear.

“The smaller one, it’s super sensitive. Suck it and he’s done for” he said a devilish smirk across his face as he went to clean himself a bit before next round.

Jeongin was fucking into you like a mad man, he was chasing his high and he was chasing it fast. His cock felt like it entangled around Chans making his cock feel even thicker even deeper. Chan was fucking into you so rough. His hands digging into your thighs, head thrown back as he let out low grunts. His little tentacles moving quickly over your clit.

“Gonna cum for me pretty? Make a mess. Fuck make a mess for us” he groaned out. Your walls becoming tighter as you felt your release close. Minho bit at your nipples as Seungmin sucked marks on the other side. Changbin had his cock in your hand fucking it into it like his very own pocket pussy.

You were about to say you were cumming but jisung took the opportunity to push into your mouth. No warning as he pushed his pretty cock down your throat. You were gushing around them, squirting wetness all over their bodies. The feeling making both Chan and Jeongin cum deep inside you. Their cocks throbbed as they filled your womb with their loads. Coating yours walls as they pulled out.

They were panting trying to catch their breathes. The emptiness didn’t last long before Minho pushed into you. His cock had ridges, they hit spots in you only toys could with that texture. It was so different from what you just had your body was already so close to cuming again. Changbin made his was under you before pushing himself into you. His cock was so- so fucking thick. What he lacked in length did he ever make it up in girth.

“Fuck- you make her feel so fucking- tight” Minho hissed down at the other man.

“Yeah? Our cocks are made to fuck together” he teased.

Jisung was being rough with your mouth. His hands gripped at your hair pulling it harshly. In a moment of annoyance at that you moved your head to fully take both his cocks. His hips stuttered at the feeling of you sucking his smaller cock. “Wa- i- fuck” he whimpered out. His voice sounding pathetic. You sucked his cock swirling around them both the longer one twitching back your throat. His hands rested at the sides of your head as you saw what looked like tears pricking at his eyes.

“T’much-“ he moaned out feeling you suck harsher paying extra attention to the smaller one rolling your tongue over on it. He let out an almost scream as he came hard in your mouth his hands gripping at your face trying to keep you steady as he came. He looked so fucked out, with one swallow he was screaming his smaller cock releasing. His body felt almost limp as he did. Felix came behind him holding onto him as he pulled him from you. He shot you a grin before pulling Jisungs limp body to the seats across.

Changbin and Minho weren’t doing any better. Their thrusts were becoming sloppy. Seungmin who was still at your side started to play with your clit. He let his long tongue come down to play with it instead. Wanting to taste you, wanting to have all your juices for himself. Minho hissed at him “damnit- you’re making her- fuck she’s clenching so tightly I’m-“ Minho groaned out feeling his high about to wash over him. He picked up his pace, the feeling of his cock made Changbin moan.

“Dude- slow down-“ he pleaded but it fell on deaf ears. Or no ears I guess.

Minho couldn’t be stopped his eyes met yours keeping eye contact as he came deep inside you his cock twitching as he released.

“Shit!” Changbin groaned.

Your walls clamped around them as you came once again. Your body stuttered shaking as you did. Seungmin lapped at everything that was spilled from your sweet cunt.

Changbin gripped at your hips before pushing once more into you releasing quickly after you both. His cock pushed all of Minhos cum deep with in you.

“Alright move, I’ve waited long enough” Seungmin said pulling Minho from you who stumbled back a bit. Changbins body laid on the floor under you as he caught his breath. Seungmin pushed into you quickly, his cock was a bit like Jisungs however it was definitely thicker at the base. He had a second cock like jisung however it was a different color than his main cock.

Seungmin pushed deep into you his arms came down to grip your hips hard adding to the many little bruises from the others. He leaned down to kiss you before slipping his long tongue down your throat. He fucked into you sloppily to both your surprises Felix made his way underneath you, pushing his cock in with seungmins. He hissed breaking the kiss, the new tightness of you, your walls clenching around them both.

Hyunjin took a spot beside you, he pushed his almost human like cock into your mouth. His cock was long, a mix of purple and pink. It got thicker as you went down it with almost a knot looking bulge at the end. He fucked into your mouth softer than the other. His hands came up to cup your face making you look at him as he fucked down your throat. His pretty pink eyes locked on yours watching your every expression. His finger ran over the side of your cheek whipping a small tear that had fallen. “You’re being so good for us” he whispered out.

Felix matched seungmins pace however from Seungmin leaning down his smaller cock was rubbing against your clit. The moans you both let out were almost pornagraphic. He pulled away from the kiss a long string of spit connecting you both hands coming up to grab at your chest as he felt himself close already. Damn your warm cunt, it was just sucking him so well he couldn’t hold it. Seungmins movements started to slow a bit making Felix pick up the speed. Felix’s cock reached your g-spot making your body shake.

Your moans were sending vibrations around hyunjin’s cock making his body stutter. He grabbed ahold of your hand trying to steady himself as he was reaching his high. He glanced down at the other men making his head roll back. By accident while looking down his cock pushed as far as it could go making him groan loudly. “Fuck- c-cuming!” He said squeezing your hand ever so softly his thick cum gliding down your throat. You looked up at him with hooded eyes as you watched the pretty pink turn into a deep purple. His cock twitched a bit before pulling out. He kissed you ever so softly before moving away.

“She’s close-“ seungmin groaned. He pushed his sensitive cock against your clit as he moved his hips. The cock hitting your clit so Nicely the warmth of his precum making you groan. Your hand came down to touch it, to toy with it. Seungmins body trembled, he gripped your hips hard digging his fingers into your soft flesh as he came. He came hard too, both cocks releasing at the same time. He felt his body go limp like Jisungs as he stumbled back searching for a place to sit.

Felix was fucking into you hard now. His high was close and so was yours. Your body was covered in sweat, marks and now cum. Your brain was gone, eyes clouded from pleasure. You felt a figure approach you before you could open your eyes you felt the familiar cock push into you. It was Chan, fuck almost all of them were ready to go again.

This went on for a while. One finishing another one coming to fuck you. What felt like hours had passed, you didn’t even realize they had brought you to a bed. It felt like a water bed almost as it moved, it was so warm it felt like it was hugging you almost. All the men were curled around you Minho behind you buried deep you still. You heared Chan whisper softly as he played with your hair.

“Don’t worry pretty, we are gonna spoil you forever. Our pretty little love” he said before kissing your forehead. If this was gonna be the rest of your life honestly you were fine with it. You weren’t much of anything back on earth but here, you felt like everything to them. Yeah. You were fine with this.

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[fairlyang]

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w/c: 1.2K

pairing: bf!wadewilson x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. you miss him so bad, secretly masturbating, but he planned it, phone sex, dirty talk, voice kink, mutual masturbation, absolute freaks, knife play mention, blood mention, ghostface roleplay mention, freaky af

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wade was fortunate enough to get a pretty girlfriend after vanessa rejected him. he moved on once he laid his eyes on you.

you two together were the horniest people alive right from the get-go and that never changed even a whole year after being together.

now you were alone for a whole week because he went on an x-men mission with colossus to another state and you were already craving his touch.

for the past half hour he had been rambling on about his day and how they nearly lost the mutant they were suppose to find when you had an amazing idea.

you held your phone to your left ear and started to gently squeeze your tits with your right hand as he kept talking. you just hummed, not really paying attention to what he’s saying but more to his annoyed tone.

he sounded good.

it was nearing close to his bedroom voice which was probably why it turned a gear in your mind to get horny. you moved your hand down your legs and started to rub your clit while attempting to let out normal responses so he didn’t suspect anything.

but wade being the fucking genius he was, had been doing it on purpose. hell he was so committed to hearing you attempt to pay attention that he was improv-ing. he had missed you just as much, if not more than you him, that he wanted to see how long it’d take until you broke before he did.

meanwhile he was already out of his suit and only in boxers in the motel they were staying at. he didn’t even have to convince colossus to get separate rooms, he knew him too well that he had to do it for his own mental wellbeing.

wade had been stroking himself through his boxers while talking, something he’s been use to doing a handful of times already without you knowing but he wanted to flip the script tonight and you fell for the bait.

“so then i told the tin can to go fucking screw himself sideways and upside down because i was doing all the work! who does he think i am, his wife?” he rambles on and that’s when you stopped your movements and he bit his lip to not laugh. 

you were silent for a few seconds because a part of you was listening and before he was saying how he was letting colossus do all the work, “wade what in the fuck are you on about?” you ask and he bursts out laughing. 

“listen cupcake, i wanted to do a little experiment… let’s just say i pavlov dogged you because i want you to be horny at the same time as me.” he explains and you gasp, “you sneaky fuck!” 

“you think i can’t hear how you’re practically out of breath? come on baby, you can’t hide shit from me.” he teases and you bite your lip. 

“now let’s get to it because as soon as we got to this rust bucket i got rock hard thinking of you.” he says, making you let out a small moan.

“aw you like that don’t you, sweet pea? love hearing how just thinking of you drives me fucking insane?” he murmurs and you just nod, circling your clit with two fingers. 

“you know i do baby- i love it so much.” you mutter and he grunts. 

he slips a hand into his boxers and takes his cock out, spits on it then starts to stroke himself just so you could hear it. “my fucking god i wish you had teleportation powers- fuck i’d kill anyone in my line of sight for you to be here.” he groans and stroked himself fast because he was too antsy. 

“wanna feel your hands on me, touching and groping me everywhere.” you whimper and close your eyes, imagining your fingers are his and not yours. 

going for more than a day without fucking was like not breathing, it was serious stuff. 

“fuck don’t say that you’re gonna make me miss those tits even more.” he complains and you could just picture the pout on his face. 

“need your mouth on them.” you say breathlessly and rub your clit faster, already feeling your arousal seep through your panties. 

“fuck baby-“ he moans and you could hear him working on his cock fast too so you copied his pace. 

“wanna sit on your lap while you do it so i can grind against you.” you murmur, your hips bucking up against nothing. 

“you’re actually going to kill me.” he murmurs and sinks into the pillow. 

“mm i’d already be nice and wet for you but you know i love some teasing..” you say earning yourself more grunts from him. 

“is that pretty pussy dripping for me already baby?” he asks and you hum. 

you quickly move your panties to the side and slide two fingers against your folds, “mhm.. you hear that? all ready for you baby.” 

he moans as soon as he hears the sounds of your sweet pussy talking to him, taunting him. “my fucking god i need you on my face.” he pants and increases his speed again. 

“you have no idea how much i wish i said no to this whole thing. need to take care of my girl daily and this job-“ he starts to complain but you interrupt, “you’ll make it up for me by fucking me all night long when you come home.” 

he moans and his eyes roll to the back of his head, “gonna fuck you so good we’re gonna have to get a new bed stand.”

you giggle and quickly slip your fingers in, immediately matching his pace because you needed to cum. “next one should be halloween themed.” 

“god i love when you talk dirty.” he mutters, making you whimper. 

“dirty fucking girl- what do you want chucky or myers? or maybe ghostface so we can have another excuse to roleplay.” he suggests and you quickly nod. 

“maybe we can use knives again…” you whisper, making him let out a loud moan. 

“maybe i’ll be the one in costume and hold a knife to your neck….” you purr and he feels his lower abdomen reacting. 

“fuck baby i’m close.” he mutters and you quickly pump your fingers harder. 

“you’d like that feeling of my knife pressed against you, wouldn’t you baby? just draw a little bit of blood, afterall your favorite color is red…” you murmur, making him absolutely lose it. 

“i would- fuck i’d fucking love it- fuck- god i need it so bad baby please-“ he pleased and it brought you closer to the edge. 

that feeling in your stomach that came too often, one that was usually caused by him. technically it still counts but you wished he was there. 

“we’re doing this as soon as you’re home- hell maybe i’m in the closet in that motel you’re in…” you say in a low voice, hoping to scare him for a second at least. 

as soon as those words came out of your mouth, he let out the hottest mixture of moans and grunts. his load spilled out even more than usual and some even landed on to his chest, hell almost reaching his mouth. 

your body quickly followed suit, the sounds coming out of him being enough for your entire body to shake as your orgasm hit you harder than it has by your own fingers. 

he quickly murmured sweet praises to you as you rode your high and you nearly let go of your phone. your body was shaking and you only wished he was there to hold you but hearing his voice was able to calm you down.

[crypticminx]

I saw this and omgggg fucking Felix in his cop costume-

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

“My oh my,” you purred, humming in delight as you walked over to the tall handsome officer, who sported a mischievous grin once you graced him with your presence.

You trailed your fingers along his chest, while you wished you could stroke his flushed cheek he was just too tall—but that made him even more stunning.

You wore nothing more than a fitting black dress and some cat ears—a last minute fix for a Halloween costume, but it was cute enough for the occasion. Once Felix had you in his grasp, needy hands slid down to your waist and tugged you closer. “I see you’ve found me,” he whispered between the loud atmosphere surrounding the two of you.

He learned down to kiss you, feeling his hard bulge practically poking you from down below. A vacant signal that proved he adored your little costume, but you liked his way more.

You bit your lip, trying to hide a smile from escaping your serious tone, “I do love a man in uniform.”

“May I escort you out of here,” he raised a brow, seeing that smile of yours made him feel way too hot to last another gruelling second at this party.

Without having to ask, he lifted you up, laughing as the two of created quite the commotion making your way through crowds of people.

Finding an empty room seemed good enough, especially because the bed happened to be neatly made. Though the two of you knew it wouldn’t be a pretty scene by the end of it all.

Sparing no seconds to waste, Felix slammed the door, smothering your face with long aggressive kisses that left trails of marks along your smooth neck.

“Fel-“ you couldn’t even finish yelling his name as he tossed you onto the bed, pinning you down with more kisses as his hands worked their ways into his pockets, revealing the final accessory to his costume.

Handcuffs.

“Oh, you’ve got to be shitting me-“

“No no no,” he put his hand to your mouth, “I think you’ve been a bad girl.”

Cuffing your hands behind your back, he slid your dress down, while you laid your restraint body back into the mattress of the creaking bed.

“Now I’ve got to punish you,” he moaned as his solid cock slid through your wet, drenched pussy lips, loving how he could make you so wet with his stern authority. He knew you enjoyed how well he looked tonight, but he was stunned with how horny you were. He could feel the agony that was your pretty little moans begging for him to penetrate you so deep—you’d probably break those cheap plastic handcuffs.

He loved feeling you—yet having you so restrained made him even more ravenous because his body was in charge.

“Jesus,” you whimpered, his cock thrusting into you with all his might as grabby hands pleasured your bouncing breasts, wanting you to feel good all over.

“You take me so well, darling,” he pushed deeper, feeling you trying to move under his pressure, but failing miserably due to the pure bliss that was his existence.

“Please daddy,” you moaned louder, his cock twitching just by the name. He groaned, listening to you plead for him to make you release all your sweet fluids—hell, he could cum in seconds just seeing how hot and flustered you were growing.

“Punish me,” you begged, falling into pure submission under his sinful ways.

He paused, his rough motions slowly evening out until he leaned down to your sweaty face, feeling your hot breath slowly pant on his face.

“I’m not gonna stop fucking that little pussy until those handcuffs break.”

The two of you had a long lustful night ahead of yourselves this Halloween.

[jeongin-lvr]

opinions on riding changbin’s thigh 😵‍💫?

sooooo 🤭 you know me so well anon, I love his thighs so much :3 tw. thigh riding, petnames.

I’m thinking of biker husband! Changbin who gets home from a long day of work, still wearing his helmet and form fitting jacket & jeans… little does he know his pretty little wife has been practically drooling for him all day. You’d spent the day getting lost in your own imagination, waiting patiently for him as the slow, tedious hours ticked by one by one. As soon as you hear the keys jingling and the door lock clicking open you leap up and great him with an eager hug and kiss— making sure to run your hands up and down his arms and torso.

“You okay, princess?” He whispers as your hands swipe up and down his body, re-familiarizing yourself with his touch. Of course, you nod, happily watching as Changbin took off his helmet, revealing his messy hair, slightly damp with rain water and sweat— droplets leaking down onto your cheek as he moved. You hummed, biting your lip, this time catching Changbin’s attention once again.

“Missed me?” He chuckles when you eagerly nod in response, “Missed you too, baby. Let’s go sit.” He’s always so gentle and lovely with you. Letting you cling to him because he enjoys it— he always reciprocates the touches, this time grabbing your hips and leading you to the couch a few steps away. You bounce on your heels when he sits then pats his lap, the tight stretch of fabric over his thick, muscular thighs makes you squirm. You shyly smile and slink into him immediately at his command, “Bin, I have a confession.”

Your husband’s face lights up at your words that cut through the silence, he pats your thigh, smiling as he listens. “Don’t make fun of me— but I’ve been horny, like, all day.” Changbin laughs loudly at your words, tilting his head as your hands lay flat and still on his broad chest. Changbin continues to laugh as he speaks, “Really now? So you’ve been waiting for me all day to fix that for you?” You grow bashful at his words and shyly nod your head, blinking away from his big, brown eyes. He chuckles again, this time more understanding in a lower tone, “I can help you, baby, jus’ gotta ask me.”

You look back up at him and it’s almost like torture as you speak. The words are leaving your mouth in shy little mumbles, cheeks heating up dangerously quick. His stare is like a million suns blasting against your skin; tearing into you as he soaks in every little syllable you utter, “Need your help, Bin, please.”

You pats your thigh again, his fingers quickly beginning to knead into your flesh, tugging at the fat in your thigh. He’s tired, so tired. He’s been up for too long working hard to please you and keep you happy. But he’s more than willingly to help you a little bit extra; he grips your hips and situates your body over his thigh, making sure the thin material of your shorts doesn’t get in the way. He hums and his fingers continue rubbing at your plush thigh, “M’ a little tired right now, baby… why don’t you use my thigh to get off, okay?”

And there he goes being so sweet and tender again, palming your skin as he helps you get a good start— pulling and dragging your hips against his muscular thigh. He makes sure to flex his muscles a little harder, occasionally bouncing his leg upward as he watches in absolute awe. You immediately whimper— this is exactly what you’ve been wanting all day. Your handsome, doting husband to help you feel some relief. You shiver as your clothed clit got rubbed so good through the thinly veiled material, your lips parted in an ‘O’ and eyebrows scrunched together. Pleasure surged through your weakening body. You were putty in his hands, his little hums of approval edging you on. “There ya go, baby, use my thigh,” He encouraged as your hips began rubbing down on him faster beyond his control. You sigh in relief when you hear those words, “Th-thank you, Binnie…” You made sure to show your appreciation by letting out your prettiest sounds for him. Changbin nodded along, eyes perpetually fixated on when your heat met his denim thigh. Even though there was material veiling him from you, the wet heat seeped out into the material, showcasing just exactly how desperate you were for him right now.

Changbin soaked up the sight, “Baby gonna cum for me? Cum on Binnie’s thigh, baby.” He slightly patted your thigh again, bouncing his leg up against you quicker, “Let go for me, princess.”

After a days worth of pent up neediness that’s really all you needed to feel the sudden release of your orgasm blast through you. You violently shook, the wet stain on your shorts only growing as he helped you ride out your orgasm with his hands on your full hips. You sighed shakily, finally coming back down to earth. Changbin’s eyes flitted down to your clothed pussy, eyeing the mess you made before looking back up at you, “Better?”

You nodded sweetly, eyes unfocused as you immediately laid your head down, “Thank you, Binnie,” You repeated, feeling his hands loop around your waist, holding you steady as you fully relaxed into him.

[forbebeandjam]

Pervert Bada please. Like she has very low morals and she’s horny as hell.

Wants or Needs | Bada Lee x Reader | +21

Summary: as a married woman, you try to keep away from that dangerous woman but why hold back, right?

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: SMUT! Fingering, cunnilingus, cheating

READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED

A/N: I’m a bit rusty on smuts, y’all. Go easy on me plz 🥹 as for the person who requested. I hope you like it!!🫶🫶

You had a happy relationship with your husband of two years. He was sweet and caring but always busy at work or so you thought. You would oftentimes be at home studying and it was boring to you how he never had time for you so you decided to kill time by signing up to a dance studio.

The first few days were great. The teacher was fun and you were able to get better in skills. On your third week, you noticed your regular teacher was not there in time. You started stretching knowing that he was probably late when you saw a woman walk in.

She was stunning and caught your eye with her aura alone. She scanned the room and took off her jacket exposing her toned body. Her crop top was hugging her body just right.

She adjusted her baggy pants and the elastic of her boxers was showing. She tied her hair back and pulled her arm to the side. For a few minutes, you forgot you needed to stretch and your eyes were glued on the woman.

"Alright, everyone! I'm back. I hope you're all warmed up because we are starting a new dance today. Let's go," the woman clapped. You were confused. You looked around to find one of the older classmates.

"Excuse me, who is that?" You asked.

"Oh, right! You're new. This is Bada. Our regular teacher. She's really cool. You'll love her," she said. You nodded and went back to your spot. Suddenly you heard silence and everyone was looking at you.

"Could you move a bit forward? I have never seen you before," Bada said as she was looking at you. You gulped the knot in your throat down.

"Hi. I'm Y/N." You said shyly. She smirked.

The class started and you followed along perfectly with Bada. She couldn't take her eyes off you every time you moved. You felt her eyes on you and you regretted your outfit choices.

Biker shorts, sports bra, and jacket around your waist.

When the class finished, you dried off your sweat and drank some water. Everyone around you left the room and you decided to sit down and take a moment.

"Hi, I'm Bada," the tall woman said as she sat in front of you digging through her bag.

"Hi. How's it going?" You asked.

"Good. Why don't I know you?" She asked making you more nervous.

"I-I joined the class a few weeks ago," you strutted and cursed yourself mentally for it.

"Oh! It doesn't seem like it. You are really good and I love the way you move your body," she said placing a hand on your knee. You gulped and smiled.

"Listen, we are having a little party tomorrow at my house. I want to make you feel welcome to the studio so," she paused and pulled out a small piece of paper from her jacket.

"This is my address and number. If you need anyone to pick you up, just give me a call. Otherwise, I'll see you there," she winked before dragging her hand across your leg, standing up, and walking out the door leaving you dumbfounded.

You shook your dirty thoughts of the woman and stood up. You took your bag and went back home. You looked around, the place looked like a mess.

Two glasses of unfinished wine were on the table and your furrowed your brows. Your husband was supposed to work late and no one else had access to your house.

As you placed your bag down and silently made your way to the room you could hear smacking sounds and loud moans. You covered your mouth with your hand to avoid any noise.

"You look so beautiful," you heard your husband say.

That's where you saw your husband on top of a random girl. You sort of knew that he had someone on the side but you prayed that you were wrong. So you took your bag and silently left the house completely devastated and heartbroken.

You took a cab to the dance studio. There was no way you could drive in the state you were in. When you made it, you paid the driver and went inside the studio.

And you danced. You danced like there was no tomorrow. You made your own dance routine and felt so free. When the music in your phone came to a halt you took a deep breath and smiled.

"That was amazing," you heard a voice say and claps followed. Bada was standing on the door frame looking at you with a wide smile.

"Sorry. I'm not supposed to be here. I'll leave," you said as you bent down to pick up your bag. You felt a sudden grab on your waist and you stood up to look in the mirror.

She was grabbing your hips and she brought your body closer to hers. You could feel her body heat on you and her breath brushed against against your neck. Your body tensed and your face turned a bright shade of red.

"You look hot when you dance," Bada whispered in your ear.

"Bada..." you tried to move but she held your hips tighter. In the heat of the moment, you turned your head to look at her and her lips met yours. You were taken aback but the range of the recent events made you want to kiss her back.

That, and she looked really hot. You were attracted to her like you've never been attracted to anyone before.

The moment her hand made contact with your skin, there was nothing in your mind but her. Bada Lee. Your dance instructor had intoxicated you and you loved it.

The kiss deepened and soon her hands were roaming your body. You let out soft moans and your shirts were now on the floor. She pressed you against the way as her hand moved slowly from your stomach to the elastic of your bottoms.

"Gosh, your so fucking beautiful," Bada said. That moment, the image of your husband fucking some girl in your bed came back to your head. You broke the kiss and tears threatened to fall.

"I... I am married. I can't do this," You said. She pulled you back.

"It doesn't matter. You are here for a reason. You aren't happily married or you'd be with your partner at this ungodly hour of the night," she said as she placed a kiss on your neck driving you insane.

"Bada~ I can't," You grabbed your shirt and bag and ran out of the studio. You went back home where your husband was sleeping peacefully. You scoffed and went to shower. Yes, you were hurt because he cheated but Bada was slowly invading your head.

Her touch, scent, body, and voice made you regret running away from her. How could you be so stupid?

-

The next day, you woke up and looked around. Your husband was getting ready for work. You saw him fixing his tie and then we walked to pick out his cologne. You scoffed and he turned to look at you.

"Good morning, sweetheart. What time did you get back home?" He asked as he sat next to you and kissed your hand.

"Mh... around two or three in the morning. I just had a lot to do at work," you said with a cheery tone.

"Oh yeah, you told me you were gonna work, right? Thats cool. Well, I will also be late today so don't wait up," he said and your fake smile faded.

"Oh... I will work late too, so I will see you tomorrow," you lied. he kissed your forehead and left the room.

You started your day. After getting ready and running some errands, you started to pack your clothes in luggage. You wanted to get away from him.

Time went by fast and now it was time. Time to go to dance class and face Bada. The woman that had now intoxicated your brain. She was everywhere you went. You saw her in everything.

So you made your way to the studio. You walked into the class and there she was leaning against the mirror staring at the doorway and now at you.

The moment you walked in, a smirk was formed on her lips. She started to walk towards you when a blonde girl interrupted her.

"Bada, when is the competition in Busan?" she said. You took the opportunity to escape Bada rada and went to the back. You ended up being pushed to the middle area when the class started.

you could feel her gaze through her cap. Bada never took her eyes off you and you were flustered causing you to forget the steps. You looked at your feet when you tripped and felt a pair of hands around your waist.

"Are you alright? Here. Let me help you," She said. She took your arm and held your waist, moving it in the direction the choreography required.

"I've got you. You can count on me, pretty girl," she said making you a blushing mess. She then went back to the center of the class and wrapped it up.

You didn't wait. You were too shy to confront her and she didn't seem to care about you being married. You rushed back to your house and realized your husband was already there. It was not even late but there was another pair of shoes there.

You scoffed. It pained you how he could be so careless of you when he promised your father and you to always cherish you and care for you. So you walked into the room where they were lying down.

"Babe!" he yelled when he saw you.

"Oh... didn't know you'd be here. You said you were working late but don't worry. I'll be on my way and you guys can continue like yesterday," you said. He panicked trying to put on his clothes and kept calling your name.

You didn't pay him any mind, picked up your bags, and walked out of the door. Then reality hit you. You were as emotionally strong as you thought. You broke down. You cried like never before and held your chest. People around looked at you in concern but no one dared to help.

Once you calmed down, you decided to dial the only person you could think of who might help you.

Bada.

So you dialed and she answered almost immediately.

"Hey, I was waiting for your call," she said. You sniffled.

"Would you mind giving me a lift? I can't drive right now,"

"Yes, of course. Are you okay?"

"umm... not really. I can't drive right now," you said.

"Send me your location and don't move. I'll go find you," she said and you did as she told you.

As soon as she saw your figure sitting on the floor she exited the car and ran to you. She knelt and lifted your head.

"Are you hurt? What's wrong? Talk to me," Bada asked scanning your body for any injuries.

"He cheated on me," you said. You were crying again and you couldn't see how her tongue poked the side of her cheek. She was angry. How could someone ever hurt someone as beautiful as you?

"Come with me," she said and took you to her car. She drove you to her apartment where loud music was playing. There were lots of people and she had your bags dropped off in the guest bedroom.

She introduced you to some of her friends and you started to loosen up as her friends comforted you and joked around.

Lusher handed you a drink and told you to chug it. And you did without asking. You knew alcohol would help you forget. So you took drink after drink.

You didn't even notice when people started leaving. It was only you sitting at the dining table with a drink in your head and your forehead against the glass table.

"Y/N, get up," Bada held your arm to pick you up. You threw yourself on her arms and giggled too intoxicated to even walk.

"Bada.... Am I ugly? Or what? Am I not good in bed? Why did this happen? I want to talk to him!" She said and she shook her head.

"Come on. You need to sleep," she said as she carried you to the bedroom. She made you lay down and you pulled her down.

"Sleep with me! I feel like shit," you said.

"This will not make you feel any better," Bada said as she took your shoes off. You were already sound asleep. She went up to you and kissed your forehead.

"You are beautiful,"

-

The following morning, you woke up with a headache. You saw Bada sleeping on the floor with a blanket over her body. You didn't feel bad. Minus the headache, you felt grateful for Bada.

Your phone started ringing, and she woke up. You looked at your phone and saw that it was your husband. Bada took the phone and gave you water and pain pills.

She made you food and you followed her around the house quietly. Your phone rang again. And a million messages started entering your phone. One caught your eye.

'Let's make this work. I promise I'll change,'

"I need to talk to him," you said and Bada held your arm and took you to her room.

"You're not going," she said.

"Well, that's not for you to decide, Bada," you said and she scoffed as she pressed you against the wall.

"It became my decision once you put your lips on mine," she said as she got closer to you.

"He could have a change of heart," you said again.

"Do you want to go to him, or do you want to finish what we started in the studio, huh?" The hem of her fingers dragging along your arms.

You cursed mentally and bit your lip looking around the room. You didn't want to go to him. You wanted Bada in every way possible but you couldn't possibly tell her that.

"You took too long to answer. You're mine now," she said before smashing her lips on yours. Her hand was gripping your waist tightly before placing you in the bed.

"I'll make you forget about everything. I'll be the only one in your mind from now on," she said before removing your shirt. She placed love bites on your chest. Marking you as hers,

 You bit your lip to prevent any moan from escaping your mouth but that was all in vain when you felt Bada's hand slip inside your underwear and a slender finger pressed on your sensitive bud. 

A moan escaped your mouth and she took the opportunity to kiss you allowing her tongue to explore your mouth. While sloppily kissing you her finger continued to work on your clit. 

She swallowed every moan that left your mouth. 

"You sound so good, baby. I can't get enough of you since the day I saw you," she said. 

"We just met, Bada. And I am married... ah~" you moaned when she inserted a finger in you. 

"Mh... well, you are a mess right now. And it is all for me. I don't care about anything else. You are mine," she said as she began moving in and out of you. with each thrust, you could feel yourself closer to release and your moans got louder. 

"Bada, please don't stop," you pleaded as she continued moving inside of you. But she wasn't going to let you off easily. She wanted you to know that you were hers. 

She wanted to make you feel so good that no one would ever be able to satisfy you ever again so you'd come begging her for more. And she'd be willing to give it all to you. 

She removed her finger from your inside making you groan. She chuckled and moved down on the bed, pulling you to the edge and slowly removing your bottoms along with your underwear. 

"Fuck... I barely touched you and you are already dripping..." she bit her lips before diving in with her tongue. She collected your juices with her tongue and teased your entrance with her finger. 

"Bada, please..." you whined as you moved your hips trying to find friction to please your needy cunt. 

"That's a good girl. Begging for me to give her what she wants. What she needs," Bada said. She pushed two fingers inside of you and her lips attacked your clit. Loud moans filled the room and you swore you began to see stars.

Your legs were wide open and your hand was tangled in her hair. You pushed her further down on you and your hips moved to an incredible rhythm. Her moans send vibrations through your core making everything feel so much better. 

"Bada... ah fuck. I want more," you moaned out words that were almost incoherent but she understood perfectly. 

"Who is my pretty little doll? Who will let Mommy Bada play with her when she needs to?" Bada asked as she paused her moments. 

"I am. You can use me however you want. I belong to you now," you said between breaths feeling your face grow hotter by the minute as you saw how wet Bada's face was due to your sopping pussy. 

Never have you been in this condition before and yet, you wanted nothing more. She was enough for you. 

"Good dolly," she said before shoving three fingers inside of you. Her long and pretty fingers curled up inside of you and reached all the way to your sweet spot. A nasty and long moan signaled to her that she had finally found it.

And she showed no mercy on you. You tasted too sweet. She couldn't get enough of your taste, your moans, and your warmth. You were just what she was expecting. Just what she wanted. 

As her fingers worked wonders inside of you, her lips sucked on your extremely sensitive clit. You couldn't control yourself anymore. Your back was arched, fists gripped the sheets, and your body was shaking. You could feel your legs closing up on Bada's head. 

She looked at you. You looked perfect with your eyes rolled back and completely destroyed under her touch. 

"Bada- Ba- Bada... I... mmmh," you couldn't form a sentence when you felt your release. You came all over her face and fingers. She chuckled as she felt your warm juices coat her and she licked up every drop as you recovered from the intense orgasm the tall stranger had just given you. 

But... If she was so deep inside you, was she really a stranger at all?

She shoved her two fingers in your mouth making you taste yourself. 

"Clean up your mess, will you?" she said and you sucked on the woman's fingers licking up your mess. She then proceeded to kiss you passionately as she grabbed you by the neck. 

"Let this be a lesson that a pretty doll like you belongs to me, and I don't like to share my toys," 

And with that she walked off, leaving her pretty doll disheveled and satisfied in her... and now your bed.

Thank you for reading 🩵

[jujutsusimp]

jjk talking yn through it 🙈

🔞 Edging and sex phone with Toji

Thanks Anon from the kinktober prompt. I don't know if it's what you had in mind but I hope you enjoys it <3

Content: smut 🔞, fem reader, edging, masturbation, dirty talk.

You were panting heavily, gripping the phone in one hand, eyes half closed, half in pleasure, half in desperation, your other hand diligently teasing your nipples, caressing, twisting, pinching the hard bud under your shirt.

"Toji" you groan with rising impatience, your legs rubbing together looking for those little sparks of pleasure you were craving. “You are not being fair.”

“Am I now? You sure you want to complain right now, babygirl?" he retorts, not trying to hide how deeply he was enjoying the situation.

You groan again, he had a point, you were not in a position to make demand, all you could do right now was sweet talk him. “Pleaseeee”, you mewl with your most submissive voice, the one who never failed to make him hard. “Please let me touch my clit, I have been so good” you insist, still rubbing desperately your thighs together, spreading the dampness of your panties on your skin.

“Hmmm, that’s more like it... but I don’t know... I was really enjoying that dream, you know” he says, voluntarily dragging the words. He was loving every second of your heavy, bothered breath. 

You roll your eyes knowing he couldn’t see you being insolent, you already apologized so many times for forgetting about the timezone and waking him up at 3 AM because you were horny. How long was he going to make you pay for this with his little twisted game? Why were you even playing along? He wouldn’t know if you slipped a finger between your legs right now to soothe the ache that was building for a while now.

“Please, I’m sorry, I was missing you so much..." you whine with your sweetest voice despite your rising frustration, apologizing once more.

“I’m gone for two days, and you’re already missing my big dick so much, huh?”, he chuckles with a hint of pride, your cunt clenching at his dirty words. He knew exactly what he was doing to you.

“Alright go ahead then, touch that needy clit, but over your panties”

You whimper in relief as your free hand finally lets go of your nipple and slips between your legs, stroking at your erect clit through the damp cloth with a new moan of pleasure.

“Stop biting your lip” he commands with a stern voice, and you immediately relax your jaw, wondering for a second if he could actually see you or if he was just so used to fucking you he could tell from the way you moaned. Either way, you were too busy rubbing your soaked pussy to care more than a couple of second about his unexpected talent, letting the sweet groans flow freely from your swollen lips as you close your eyes, hearing his own breathing speed up.

“Faster” he instructs with a passionate voice, losing a bit of the stern edge he was using so far to talk you through it.

“Yes Sir”, you whimper obediently as you gladly speed up your wrist movements, pressing more firmly to feel your finger better despite your messy panties presence. The inconvenience was not enough to stop you from feeling raw pleasure spreading down your core, your sex clenching more and more often while your breath grows sharper and your moans more high pitched.

“Stop.” Toji breathes, and you don’t. Not for a couple of seconds, too enthralled in your own bliss to process his words before your hand reluctantly still with a grunt of despair.

“Why?!” you whine, feeling so frustrated while your clit throbs angrily from the sudden lack of attention. You were so close. So fucking close.

“Because you don’t get to cum before me today, beautiful” he adds with a shaky voice, and your eyes widen as you recognize the fleshy sound of his hands jerking himself off, making your mouth instantly more dry as you picture the scene.

“Panties off” he says, his tone now hot and bothered, going straight to your core, articulating more difficultly “I want to hear... How fucking wet... you are for me.”

You don’t even protest, pulling out your drench underwear just enough to free your cunt, and plunge two fingers in effortlessly from how wet you are. During a second, you are torn between keeping the phone to your ear to hear his heavy grunt of pleasure or bring it lower to give him a better sample of the lewd, sloppy sounds your digits were making at each thrust. Ultimately you lower the phone, whimpering at how good your hand felt on your frustrated clit when you were rubbing the palm on it while your fingers were playing a symphony of lustful squelching sounds.

“Toji...”, you whine, feeling the pleasure rising again, making your eyelashes flutter.

“You are so fucking hot baby girl, keep going” he instructs, the sound of his hands on his cock getting more hurried. You bite your lip again, breathing deeply the pleasure and need growing imperative.

“Toji…”, you repeat more urgently between your moans, your sex clenching so deliciously around your fingers you were accelerating despite yourself.

“Hold it off, I am almost here”, he pants. It was more a plea than a command, and you whine, letting your head fall back on the pillow with a frustrated sigh while you force yourself to slow down your thrust to edge your needy cunt, mewling desperately at the sensation. Your hand grips the phone harder to anchor yourself, which cuts the sound off for a second before you hastily lower your strength and bring it closer to your ear once more.

“Toji, please…”

Your begging is rewarded by a heavy guttural “fuck” and several groans from the other side of the phone, making your whole body jolt in arousal as you clearly picture his throbbing cock covering his hand in thick sperm and the way he keeps stroking lazily after to drag his orgasm a bit longer like he always does. Your own hand goes faster now, rubbing hastily as you raise your hips and arch your back for the best angle to feel the palm on your clit, closing your eyes to hear the last instruction of the night

“Cum for me”

[kazunarisworld]

Lift it up~

Warning: Smut, a little bit of corruption kink if you squint, a dash of voyeurism ig 👀, wrio being a menace, dirty talk, filthy, arranged marriage, fingering.

Pairing: Wriothesley x Afab!reader

Description: Wriothesley catches you reading something scandalous.

Wriothesley never thought he would settle down and get married but somehow life had a funny way of surprising people. Look at life bringing you to him. You were so cute. So innocently fiesty.

It was an arranged marriage. He didn't even really cared much about it until he saw you. You wore the cutest dresses. You would run your sweet little mouth at him with no care. The audacity.

But he found you so cute. It made him want to push you down, swallow your complains and show you your place. Until all you knew was to say his name. All pliant under him.

The wedding was rushed but he made sure everything was to your liking. His estate even going through a renovation before the wedding. He wanted to make you feel comfortable, make you put your guard down... Until he could take you the way he wanted.

And now he had you. Not in an expected way but there you were. Right where he wanted. He has you pinned against the wall. Your face red as you try to defend yourself.

He had caught you. Caught you reading such scandalous novel in his library. You were just asking to be caught at that point. "Who knew my wife was such a naughty little thing? Reading such books.." He trails off looking down at you. He was towering above you. Both his hands against wall, caging your body.

Your hands holding onto your skirt tightly. The embarassment eating you alive. You wished the floor would open up and eat you. "It is nothing! Everyone reads it. It is not only me." You argued helplessly. You weren't lying. Those novels were a hit among the commoners and you had honestly learned about it from a maid. You had bought it with a red face, far too curious for your own good.

Wriothesley chuckles. "What do you like about those books hmm? Does it make you want to experience such pelasure~." He said using one of his hand to pull your chin up.

"Does it make you squirm in your seat? All needy and wet." He says, his voice low. His voice and tone makes your body heat up even more. You don't know if it was because of embarassment or the fact that you feel yourself get more wet than you already were reading the book.

It was not like your husband wasn't attractive after all. He was tall. Strong. Handsome. Not to mention his status in the society. You had everything other women would kill to have. A husband like him. Power. Money. Status. And in your part, it would have been an absolute lie if you said your husband hasn't left you needy and horny.

It would be a lie if you said you hadn't touched yourself to his thoughts~

Wriothesley looks at you with a smug look. He scans you from head to toe licking his lips and he says something that makes your heartbeat stutter.

"Lift your dress up sweetheart."

You look at him dumbfounded. A little surprised at his words. "W-What?" You asked.

"I said lift your dress up." He repeats and you are stuck wondering if he really wants you to do it or whether he was just teasing you. He sighs as he grabs your skirt. "I guess my little wife doesn't understand my words." He says as he pulls up the front of your dress, up to your waist. "Lift it up." He says.

With a trembling hand you do as you are told. Holding the front of your skirt up. Exposing your legs and lower region. Only your undergarment covering your womanhood which was dripping by now.

He grins as he looks at you, humming in satisfaction. "Aren't you just cute?" He says dragging one of his hand up your thigh, leaning him body close to you.

"Always wearing your cute dresses, prancing around me, running your mouth and now... Reading such scandalous novels~ What would others say if they knew what kind of books the prim and proper lady Y/N reads in her husband's library? How the prim and proper Y/N gets all wet just because of a book?" He taunts.

His fingers run across your clothed sex making you shiver, some of your wetness getting on his fingers as it seeped through the thin fabric of your panties.

"Do you like it Y/N? Do you want me to touch you? Hmm did I leave my little wife too depraved that she felt the need to read such books?" He asks, his tone full of pride.

"Answer me love." His voice is stern making you whine when his hand pushes your panties aside, his finger running down your wet fold.

"W-Wrio not here! Please someone will come." You begged, your face red. You wanted him to stop but also at the same time you wanted him to carry on. You wanted his fingers to slip inside.

He chuckles as he presses a finger inside you making you let out a broken moan. "Don't worry love. No one will come in. They should know to leave us alone when we are together." He said.

'But you can't be sure of that!' You want to argue but you can't even say anything except moan when he slips his finger inside you. Your wetness coating his finger.

"So wet~ Come on sing for me sweetheart." He cooes as he adds another finger curling them up just right. Your knees shake and your thighs tremble as he fucks you his fingers.

You helplessly grab onto his shoulder with one of your hand whining, another hand still holding your dress up. His fingers so long and thich reaching just the right place. Places your small and inexperienced hands couldn't.

Your walls clamp down around his fingers as you moan. Letting go of any shame you felt. His palm grazing your clit, sensitive and puffy, whenever he moves his fingers.

"There you go. Such a little needy wife I have. You have been wanting this haven't you?" He teases as moves his fingers in a perfect rhythm. The pleasure and sensitivity you feel making you clench your thighs around his hand.

"Oh no no love. You have you keep them open. How can I please you if you don't do that?"

Trembling, you unclench your thighs making him smirk. Your slick running down your thighs and some of it dripping down his hand from his fingers.

"Cum for me sweetheart. Let go. Show me how good I am making you feel." He says in a low voice.

When you do cum, you are stumbling towards him. Feeling as if your world came crashing down in such a pleasurable way with his fingers curling up inside you just the way you like it.

He smiles satisfied as he holds you up with his large arms. Helping you stand on your feet as he pulls his fingers out. A whine escaping your mouth at how empty you suddenly feel.

You watch as he brings his fingers up to his mouth and licking it, his eyes looking straight at you as he did so. It made your face go even redder. How could he be so... so ... so dirty.

"You taste good sweetheart. Just as I expected." He smirks as he 'fixes' your dress slightly.

"Thanks for the treat my dear wife." He says as he walks away with a wink, leaving you standing there, your body slightly trembling.

For a minute you wonder if everything that happened up until now was just a daydream you conjured up. But the slick that drips down your thighs and the way your cunt aches, still feeling the way his fingers had curled inside you was evidence that what actually happened had happened.