#if they explored each others bodies and jerked each other off a little they would be happy ...

[floorpancakes]

iykyk (gay repression metaphor that rhymes with rat gex)

[yeah-thats-probably-it]

Hot take maybe but I think Bertie would be FAR more likely to survive the first two months of Dracula than Jeeves would be. Bertie has a healthy sense of self-preservation. Jeeves consistently underestimates how dangerous a situation might get (Steeple Bumpleigh, the club book) because he’s overconfident about his level of control over any given situation. He'd handle Dracula masterfully if they faced off in England, but on Dracula's home turf? Much more doubtful.

I realize this might be a tough sell, so I will explain further (or it's not a tough sell, and I'm going to explain further because I want to). (criteria taken from @canyourfavesurvivecastledracula) Without further ado.

Would Jeeves and Wooster survive Castle Dracula?

Jeeves

Jeeves' survival will depend on how long Dracula finds him more entertaining than irritating. On that basis, I don't think he's long for this world. On the one hand, he has a huge wealth of knowledge about English society and culture that he can recite perfectly from memory. That should buy him at least a little time with noted teaboo Dracula.

On the other hand, he would be absolutely no fun as a vampire plaything. Jeeves cannot be got. Sneaking up on him while he's shaving will yield zero reaction (though that's at least good for his short-term survival--given that, although he DID take the crucifix from the old woman out of politeness, he certainly isn't going to wear it. The rules of fashion don't go out the window just because you're in a spooky castle). Then, although managing the whims of rich jerks is not an insignificant part of a valet's job, Jeeves usually does this by bending his employers to his will. Dracula is not the sort of employer this will work on. It'll just add insult to injury when on top of being impossible to scare, NOW Jeeves is telling Dracula that his favorite cloak is several centuries out of fashion and he's not allowed to wear it anymore.

Jeeves will 100% go exploring in the areas he was told not to go-- though to be fair, he MIGHT actually get away with this, what with his superpower of appearing in rooms without being seen or heard. Said superpower might save him from the brides as well (though this is by no means guaranteed). Since I find it doubtful that Dracula would come to rescue his annoying ass, not being noticed is his best defense.

There are a couple other things working in Jeeves's favor; the question is just whether they'll be enough to save him.

He DOES know shorthand, and could try to send coded letters. He might even have the foresight to squirrel away some extra stationary where Dracula can't find it. But could he get them posted? Would it even do him any good?

He certainly has enough cultural literacy to figure out what his new boss is pretty quickly. If he didn't chuck the crucifix out the carriage window, he might start carrying it around in his pocket.

Psychology of the individual, sure, but the individual in question is a 400-year-old vampire who lives in an isolated castle in a foreign country and is regarded as a terrifying mythological figure in the surrounding villages. Jeeves has never come up against anything this alien before, he's cut off from his normal resources, and opportunities to play people against each other are limited.

He probably has enough upper body strength from all that shrimping and fishing to climb the wall, so he COULD escape if he wanted to, if he survived long enough. It's just, again, that overconfidence, and also Dracula has a vast library full of rare old books that are entirely at his disposal. He's keeping his eyes and ears alert for potential escape strategies, of course, but I don't see him being as desperate to get out as Jonathan was.

There are just a lot of "depends on"s here, and I'm not convinced that luck would shake out in Jeeves's favor, all things considered.

Bertie

Bertie is so perfect for the job of Castle Dracula Prisoner it's like it was made for him. Think about it. Being held against his will in big manor houses comes more naturally to him than breathing. He's afraid of things that are scary. A lifetime of dealing with Aunt Agatha has made him the world's preeminent expert in "curl[ing] up in a ball in the hope that a meek subservience [will] enable [him] to get off lightly." He will NEVER go exploring in places he's been warned away from if nobody is forcing him to (Rev. Aubrey Upjohn's office notwithstanding. There were biscuits in there). He's both fun to talk to and easy to toy with (and extremely English). A+ prisoner. Dracula adores him.

In my opinion, Bertie is at Castle Dracula either because Aunt Agatha got some wires seriously crossed and thinks he’s going to meet an eligible potential bride (I mean, there are certainly brides there), or because Dracula has something Aunt Dahlia wants him to steal (far less likely, given that one of Dracula’s THINGS is famously not owning anything silver). Either way, he's shown himself entirely willing and able to escape down drainpipes if a sitch gets too scaly.

He DOES take the crucifix, and DOES wear it (which is what will save him during the shaving scene, because you KNOW he's going to jump a foot and cut himself like the dickens). He's read enough supernatural goosefleshers to be genre savvy about terrified old women cryptically pushing crucifixes into one's hands. I also think his sunny disposish endeared him to the villagers, and they were particularly vehement about urging him not to go. He doesn't speak German or Romanian, but he's empathetic enough to recognize Pure Terror. So by the time he actually gets to the castle, his imagination is already running wild and he's plenty aware that he is in imminent danger.

I think the biggest risk to Bertie will be the brides; whether or not he's susceptible to trances, if he thinks they're trying to marry him, it's against the code of the Woosters to turn them down. But that only becomes an issue if he comes face to face with them, which, luckily, I think is unlikely on account of the aforementioned "won't go exploring" (and if he did, Dracula would definitely rescue him).

I'm inclined to say due to his drainpipe-escape habits that he WOULD be able to climb the wall and MAY attempt to sneak into Dracula's room to look for the keys if his desperation grows to outweigh his fear. Whether he does or not, though, he does NOT have the stomach to attempt shovel murder, and therefore won't get magic brain fever, and may very well simply walk out the front doors when the people come to take the boxes away. OR he climbs his way out like Jonathan did. Either way.

When Bertie tells this story at the Drones later, Tuppy will say that no doubt it's been greatly exaggerated and all that probably happened was that he spent a couple months in an oldish house entertaining a weird loner.

[mafiadad5]

Perv!bestfriend! jisung who…

Perv!bestfriend! jisung x fem!reader

mdni!!! 18+

warnings- make out, groping, choking, dry humping, panties, jerking off, explicit depictions of oral sex.

W/c- 1.7k

a/n- hope you guys enjoy, I surely enjoyed writing lol.

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Perv!bestfriend!jisung who acts completely normal when you're out with friends, but behind closed doors, he becomes a bit more touchy. Whether it's accidentally brushing his hand against your chest, groping your waist during your "play fights", or placing his hand uncomfortably close to your inner thigh, you notice the shift. 

"Ji, what are you doing?" you ask, glancing at him as you both sit on the couch. 

"Hmm?" he replies, pouting his lips innocently as if he has no idea what you're talking about. 

You simply shake your head, turning your attention away from him.

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Perv!bestfriend!jisung who had to excuse himself to the restroom after you compared your hand size to his, calling his hands big and manly. 

It turned him on so much, he couldn't help it. He could make you feel so good with them if you let him.

He couldn't help but to imagine how his hands could explore every inch of your body— how they could make you tremble under his touch. Feeling up your body, touching you in the most sensual way. He pictured the way you'd gasp as his fingers teased and toyed with you, hitting all the right spots, you clenching around his fingers as you begged for more. The thought of it drove him wild, he needed it so bad. 

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Perv!best friend!jisung who invites you to sleep in his bed because 'he doesn't want you to sleep on the couch when his roommate is home.'

"Oh... you're sleeping in here with me?" You say, looking at him with curious eyes. 

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" He asked, giving you that innocent look that always drove you a little crazy. You nodded in agreement. He's right... why wouldn't he? That's your best friend after all. In his mind, he was excited that you agreed. Why would he pass the chance to lay next to your beautiful body, especially in those skimpy clothes you always wore to sleep. He patiently waited for your breathing to slow, biting his lip nervously as he carefully pulled down his pants. 

You were so beautiful, he couldn't help himself, he was so hard it hurt. He threw his head back, trying to hold in his moans. He wanted it to be you so bad, wanted you to be the one to make him feel good. Fuck, you turned him on so much.

His long fingers grazed the side of your body, his cock twitching at the feeling of your soft skin. "Fuck" he sighed out, careful not to wake you up. His stomach tightened, his hand moving to his mouth, biting down, trying to hold in the sounds that desperately wanted to be let out. His eyes rolled back as ropes of his cum spread on his t-shirt. Look at what you do to him, he was a wreck. 

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Perv!bestfriend!jisung who brought up that he had a date that night when you both were sitting on his couch. Your face lit up as you giggled."I'm so excited for you Ji! I hope it goes well."  Instead of the grin you expected, he frowned, sucking in his teeth. "Yeah... I don't think it will" 

You tilted your head. "Why not?" 

He hesitated before answering, his voice softer. "I don't think I'm... good at kissing." 

"Well, that's something she could help you with."

"Or, you could?" He said, turning his head to look at you. 

"Jisung...don't you think that's a little much?" He leaned closer. "No, come on. We're best friends, right? We're supposed to help each other out with stuff like this." He replied. You paused, searching his face for a sign that this was some sort of joke, but he looked like he genuinely believed what he was saying. "Please?" he added softly.

How could you say no to that, best friends are supposed to be there for each other. 

"Ok, fine." You sighed, trying to convince yourself this was just one of those weird best friend moments that you could laugh at in the future. 

He smiled in return, leaning in slowly. You closed your eyes, and your lips finally met—soft at first, then growing hungrier as his hands cupped your face. His tongue brushed against yours, sending a shiver through you as he deepened the kiss. Before you knew it, he was shifting, leaning over you, his kisses growing needy.

His lips traveled down your jawline, before moving to your neck. Your fingers found their way into his hair, tugging lightly as warmth spread through you. His hands slid down your sides, exploring every inch, until his fingers skimmed the waistband of your pants.

Your eyes flew open as realization hit you. "Ok! I think you'll be fine." You blurted out, quickly sitting up and breaking the moment.

Jisung leaned back, his breathing unsteady, but a smirk on his lips as he met your wide eyes. His voice was low, teasing. "So, did I pass? Was it nice?"

You swallowed hard, trying to steady yourself. "Yeah, no, that was... great. She'll love it."

His smirk grew, his hooded eyes still locked on you. "Good to know." He murmured. 

The next day you decided to call Jisung to see how the date went.

"What date?" he asked, his tone genuinely confused.

You blinked. "Are you joking? The date you had last night? The one you needed 'practice' for?"

"Oh..." There was a pause, and you could almost hear the gears turning in his head. "That date. Yeah, I remember now. She canceled, so I just... uh, chilled in bed." He said, suspiciously.

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Perv!bestfriend!jisung who suggested you move in with him after his old roommate moved out. The idea of living with your best friend sounded perfect, so you agreed without hesitation. At first everything was great—easy, comfortable, like hanging out 24/7.

But then, you started noticing something strange. Your dirty underwear would go missing anytime before you did laundry.

"Hey Ji," you asked one evening, "not to sound weird or anything, but have you seen any of my underwear? A few pairs seem to disappear."

Jisung glanced up from his phone, his expression nonchalant. "Nope, haven't seen them." He said with a shrug, his face giving nothing away, but every time you brought it up, the missing pieces would mysteriously reappear in your laundry basket, as if they'd never been gone. It was strange—so strange—but you didn't think on it for too long. Maybe it was just one of those weird coincidences... that's what you wanted to believe.

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Perv!bestfriend!jisung who lingers in the hallway with just a towel draped around his waist, waiting for you to notice.

"Oh, oh my gosh!" You gasped, nearly choking on your water when you saw him on the way back to his room. "What?" He replied while glancing at you, shaking his damp hair, inching closer to you. "Nothing..." you mumbled, still processing the sight in front of you. You slowly walked closer, your eyes scanning him from head to toe. "I've just never seen you like this before."

"Do you like it?" he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he stepped closer to you, his towel hanging low on his v-line.

"Do I like it?" You blinked, your gaze lingering for a moment longer than necessary. Jisung's grin widened as you took in the view. Instead of responding you just giggled, shaking your head as you walked past him, brushing your shoulder lightly against his, leaving him standing there in the hallway alone, and now with a boner.

He wanted you on your knees in front of him so bad, making him feel good. Want those delicate lips wrapped around his tip. Tears brimmed in your eyes as you took him deeply in your mouth, his large hands tangled in your hair.

He wants to fuck that pretty face so bad, wants to paint it with his cum. It was a sight he had to see.

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Perv!bestfriend!jisung who invited you to play a game in his room, insisting you'd have more fun sitting on his lap.

He played the first round before passing you the controller, his hand slickly resting on your thigh. As you adjusted yourself, you would find yourself accidentally grinding against him. He didn’t say anything, but you felt something pressed against your ass. It was a normal reaction, you thought. 

"Y/n."  He groaned softly, his voice low and strained. 

"Hm?" You hummed out, focused on the game.

"You still owe me, right?" He asked, his fingers inching higher up your thigh. "Can you do something for me now?"

"What do you want me to do?" You asked hesitantly, gasping when one of his hands gripped your thigh, the other wrapping lightly around your throat.

"You make me feel so good." He murmured against your neck, his voice sending shivers down your spine. His hands guided you, moving you slowly back and forth on his lap. You set the controller down on the desk, gripping his knees for balance. "Ji..." you moaned softly, your voice barely audible.

"You sound so pretty." He gasped, his pace quickening as he moved against you. "Oh my god... I'm not gonna last." His hand slid between your thighs, his fingers teasing you desperately as his grip tightened around your waist. "Fuck, gonna cum." he whimpered, his movements growing frantic before he released, holding you tightly.

He let go of your throat, his hand falling limp against your thigh as he leaned back to catch his breath. He grabbed the controller from the desk and resumed the game like nothing had happened. 

"Um Ji... I'm gonna go shower." You stuttered, standing up on shaky legs. As you turned to look at him, your eyes caught the cum stain on his gray sweatpants.

"Ok, have a good night.” He said with a smile, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"You too..." you mumbled, closing the door behind you, still a tad bit shaken up.

Later that night, as you passed by his room, you froze at the sound of him moaning your name, his voice filled of desperation.

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[sttoru]

can we get a pervert toji? as nasty as possible :3

“ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 ! ”

ෆ note. yehahshsbe yeeass please i love perv!toji.. :3 actually any perv!character s my weakness hehdhen i went a little wild writing this oopsie this is so detailed ohmyogddd anyways….. this post contains smut, proceed at own risk !

ෆ tags. perv!toji x female reader. somnophilia, age gap (reader early 20s, toji mid 30s), panties stealer, m! masturbation, daddy kink, implied threesome, cunnilingus, breeding (talks of pregnancy), manhandling, overstimulation, size difference, cum play, boob job, name calling (slut), cervic fucking, mating press, calls you ‘baby, little girl, doll’, uhh anyway toji’s just a big pervert who gets turned on by anything. includes compilation of seperate, small drabbles.

toji, whom you wouldn’t have guessed was a pervert of any kind at the start of your relationship. your first intimate experience with him went as expected; it was soft and slow vanilla sex. you were just getting to know each other’s preferences in bed, so for the first few times there were almost to no signs of toji’s sexual perversity. all you remember was him being the dominant one. nothing more.

but oh, there was so much more to that. it was just hidden from your view in the early stages of your relationship. you didn’t have any knowledge of what toji was doing behind your back or what his actual thoughts were during the times you’ve been intimate.

toji, whom you didn’t know wanted to get straight into business from the very beginning of your sex life; to have your wrists pinned above your head, his hips slamming into your small cunt and molding it to remember the shape of his big cock. toji needed to see your helpless body moaning, screaming, crying and drooling from underneath him. but he couldn’t achieve that just yet; he needed to take it easy on you at first—to build up the trust between you two in bed. especially because you weren’t as experienced as he was.

toji, whom could only count on his imagination to fulfil his secret desires. he does this whenever you’re staying over and are asleep in his bed next to him. the entire apartment would be dead quiet except for toji’s muffled grunts and the faint wet sounds of him jerking off underneath the blanket.

you’d be in deep slumber with your back facing him and he’ll pleasure himself at simply the sight of your body. the older man loved just how vulnerable and innocent you seemed in your sleep—leaving your figure open and accessible to his view.

the strokes on his cock would get faster each time his eyes land on the shape of your ass. toji always imagines how it’d look when he’s giving you backshots, how the fat would jiggle with each thrust or smack of his hand. he wants to see your plump ass bounce back on him and maybe even have it covered in his cum.

toji, who sometimes stops palming himself just to turn your body around to face him. that way he can have a great view of your tits and fantasise of putting his cock between them, having the pair swallow his entire length once he squeezes them together. he’s never talked to you about it, but he will one day when you’re ready to explore more kinks and stuff in the bedroom.

toji, who keeps a pair of your panties in a secret drawer. those are his special panties, aka, the ones he uses to jerk off when you’re away. he’s done the filthiest of stuff with them; he has sniffed the insides-as if the scent of your sweet cunt lingered on the fabric- he has wrapped the cloth around his thick cock and even came multiple times all over it. he always imagines it being your pussy that he spills his load in; not his fist nor the panties.

toji, whose switch gets flipped the moment you (accidentally) call him ‘daddy’ in bed. it slipped from your mouth in the heat of the moment and the older man had to stop all movements to stare down at you— the scarred corner of his lip twitching and eventually forming a full on smirk.

not only that: it was like his entire demeanour changed. toji got more arrogant, cocky, confident and especially more dominant ever since then. that slip up of yours was the reason toji decided to let go of any restraints and just fuck you like he was always meant to do: nasty, dirty and roughly.

“yeah? mhh, fuck— say that again f’me, little girl— c’mon. if ya won’t, i’ll pull out and leave y’r cunt empty, so you better hurry up.”

toji, whose libido only increases with age rather than the opposite. you’d think dating an older guy in his mid 30s would mean that he’s going to be less sexually active. well, toji was your living proof that that wasn’t the case.. at all. he gets his dick hard just by seeing a tiny bit of your cleavage, never says ‘no’ to fucking you no matter where or when and has so much stamina that he can go on until you’re passed out. sometimes you’re fucked so full of his cum to the point that it’s impossible to push it all back into you— the white liquid just keeps leaking out of your poor pussy no matter what.

it makes toji super proud whenever you’re passed out on the bed, body still twitching and quivering in your sleep whilst he finishes himself within a few more pumps. he’s proud that he still has it in him and can last way longer compared to you, who’s still young and full of energy.

“aww, poor little baby— fucked ya right to sleep, hm? c’mere.”

toji, whose secret drawer slowly piles up with raunchy pictures of you in all kinds of comprising positions. most of them are images taken from his point of view which he captures between videos. some of them are of your ass with his dick visible between your folds, others are pictures of your fucked out self— the state which toji thinks you look the most beautiful in.

his cum dripping from your cunt, your hair a mess, sweaty skin glistening under the dim light of the room, cheeks stained with your own tears; that afterglow was something toji liked to admire. that’s why keeps those memories in his drawer (but also to masturbate to them when you’re not around, of course).

toji, who’s on cloud nine whenever he gets the chance to drown your fertile womb in multiple loads of his hot cum. he was already over the moon once you told him he could hit it raw— but then you were begging him to cum in you? that man was not going to stop at just one round. that was set in stone.

the mating press is his favourite position since it allowed him to penetrate you deep— pink tip almost painfully hitting your cervix over and over again. toji also likes it because he can get to see your pretty face whenever he shoots ropes of his potent seed inside of your womb.

toji, who’d never admit it out loud, but desperately needs to see you grow a little belly full of a new life. one which you carry with you everywhere— even whilst attending your college lectures. he can’t get the image out of his head; you wearing those skintight shirts or materinity clothes that show off your swollen stomach. he’s gonna be so proud walking next to you on the streets, knowing you’re his baby mama.

“mmh, shit— gnna fuck a baby into you, yeah? haah,, wanna see you carry my child ‘round and have you be my baby mama. hmm, you’d like that? i knew you’d do, slut— i bet everyone at y’r college is gonna know who knocked you up.”

toji, who has dirty fantasies of sharing you with his agent. he’s never thought about it before, but there was one single moment that changed his mind.

shiu visited his place once to discuss a business deal and you coincidentally were over at toji’s as well. you were kind enough to serve the two men a meal while they were discussing something which you didn’t understand. you sat down and joined them anyway (much to shiu’s dismay since it was confidential information he was sharing, but toji insisted you’d stay or he won’t take on the job. he could be petty every now and then.)

toji’s mind began wandering to some dirty thoughts as he looked at you, peacefully sitting between the two men, your fingers playing with toji’s out of boredom. your lover was instantly intrigued by the idea of having you sandwiched between shiu and him—your holes stuffed with two cocks at the same time. or just you sucking toji off while shiu was pounding your tight pussy. that alone made toji’s dick twitch in his pants.

once shiu was gone, toji wasted no time and pinned you against the wall near the front door��� kicking his sweatpants and underwear away whilst his calloused fingers pulled your panties to the side;

“c’mere, lemme put that cunt to use— did y’know how close i was to jus’ fuckin’ you right in front of him? to let him see how good of a girl you can be f’me? mhmm, might even call him back so he join us.”

toji, who eats pussy like an absolute madman. he’s obsessed with eating you out and making it messy—his spit and your body fluids are always all over his lips, chin and cheeks when he’s done with you. one moment you’re chilling on the couch in your shorts and in the next you’re arching your back as toji’s head was nestled between your thighs.

he’d moan and grunt against you, his voice creating vibrations against your cunt which only adds to the pleasure that his mouth and tongue were giving you. toji’s nose would rub against your wet folds, his big hands holding your thighs apart while his tongue was lapping up all that it could. he definitely sniffs your pussy as well from time to time;

“mmm— aw, gonna cum already? do it, wanna taste you so bad, wanna see you cum all over my tongue. c’mon, you can do it—mhmmm, yes you can. do it for me, doll. cum for daddy. give it to him.”

[blushlambs]

need virgin stanford art with a virgin reader, both so inexperienced and curious, eager to explore each other’s bodies. art’s thoughts were relatively pure, driven by a genuine desire to make love to her, to hold her close and take it slow. after all, he doesn’t want to hurt her. patrick’s tainted his brain with his sick fetish for fucking virgins, said there was something satisfying about corrupting them, making them bleed? the thought had horrified art then, and it horrifies him now.

it’s too bad she is just so desperately begging to be fucked. her little brain decayed from a porn addiction begun too young, just so eager to try everything she’s been programmed to crave. her brain goes straight to his cock bruising the back of her throat, mascara staining her cheeks while he grips the back of her ponytail. she thinks art’s sudden interest in her must mean he wants her sweet face in his ass, massaging his balls with saliva and jerking him raw like a little degenerate.

it’s abundantly clear that they have different motives when art finally decides he’s ready to lose his virginity.

she’s straddling his lap, grinding on his semi. he’s peppering chaste kisses along her shoulders, his knuckles white from gripping the bedsheets. “art, please just fucking touch me.” she whines. he gasps slightly when she rips his hand from the bed and places it around her throat. “uh.. would that not hurt you?” he asks naively. “don’t fuckin’ care.. just do it.”

art can’t fathom why you’d want that. was that something girls were into? having lived with his grandma, he’d never been exposed to proper sex ed, let alone porn. he hesitantly tightens his grip anyways.

“need it so bad, art. i need you to give it to me. please baby please. i’ll take it all. promise.” she chokes out, her voice desperate. she whimpers in his ear, her hands frantically fumbling with his belt, swiftly undoing it. the intensity of her need catches him off guard. he’s almost appalled. “are you actually a virgin?” he questions her, voice laced with doubt. “of course i’m a fucking virgin, why?” she snaps back, a glimpse of defiance in her eyes.

“then how do you know what you’re doing?” she pauses, locking eyes with him, a mix of frustration and impatience flashing across her face. “we’re having sex art, it’s not exactly rocket science.” his heart sank, he shouldn’t have asked. what a fucking loser.

(part 2) (part 3)

[makeyoumine69]

Morning sex with Patrick | NSFW HEADCANON

— PAIRING: Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

— A/N: That was very sudden, but I hope you like it. Many thanks to @sleeplessphantom for inspiration and @optional for the amazing gifs!😍

— LINKS: [MASTERLIST] [buy me a coffee]💓

It was no secret that Patrick's sex drive was quite high, so even if he fucked you before you went to sleep, it didn't mean he wouldn't fuck you again in the morning. Especially if you acted like a brat all day.

If Bateman woke up early, you were already in trouble, because his big palms would find their way under your clothes before you could even notice. Inch by inch he would explore your tender skin, enjoying the way your body would react to his small, innocent touches, making his cock harder than ever.

Patrick would play with your breasts, rolling your taut nipples between his skillful fingers as he turned on his side, pulling you closer to his body so you could not escape what was to come. Elated, Bateman would greedily take your little tip in his mouth, closing his eyes in sweet pleasure as you knit your beautiful eyebrows, by this time you would be so fucking wet and he would make sure to check it.

"Mmmhm," you mewled as you felt his hot breath on your belly as he descended upon you. "Pat… Patty!"

"Yes, babydoll," he growled back in a raspy voice, kissing your inner thigh as he caressed another. "I'm here and I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good."

Slowly you opened your eyes to see the sun reflecting off his beautiful hair, giving it a golden hue, while Bateman was already settling between your legs.

The burning sensation of his hot tongue on your sensitive clit made you almost bite the pillow — every time he did it felt like the first time, it was overwhelming and astonishing because he knew what he was doing. He always did.

"Aww—Daddy," you arched your back and buckled your legs up to his face as he lapped at your juicy pussy, holding you wide open for his thirsty mouth. "So good, it f-feels so good!"

Throwing your head back, you crumpled the blankets underneath you from the pulsating tension in your lower belly as Patrick was literally devouring your warm body, not forgetting to make lewd noises that drove you crazy. But as soon as he felt you begin to convulse, he stopped everything and pulled away from your heated slit, forcing a sad gasp from your rapidly breathing chest.

"Patrick?" You leaned up on your elbows to look down at him, but at the same moment he deftly grabbed your hand to wrap it around his engorged length. With each stroke, Bateman's panting grew louder and soon he was closing his eyes in pleasure, tilting his head and letting go of your hand as he allowed you to take control of the pace.

"Such a good little girl," he groaned passionately before lying down next to you and placing his hand where his mouth had been a few minutes ago. "Today I wanna see you bouncing on my cock."

His words, along with the circular rubbing movements around your swollen bud, made you whimper and encouraged you to jerk him faster. For a brief moment, the two of you would look into each other's eyes, blurry with intoxicating desire, as your hands were giving too much pleasure by playing with needy, hot flesh.

Soon you would be hopping on top of him, wailing pitifully as his beefy dick rammed into you from below, his firm hips giving you no rest.

"Daddy! You're s-so big!" Shaking, you cried out with your eyes closed as his strong arms pinned you down on his thick cock, slapping your ass from time to time when you dared to slow down just a tiny bit.

"Argh—yeah, just like that," he praised you, admiring the view of your bouncing breasts as you did your best to ride him hard, no matter how painful it was for your little hole - his veiny shaft tore you from the inside. "Use my cock... mhmm... use my cock like a dirty slut you are!"

Whimpering, you leaned on his buffed torso, speeding up and letting yourself get lost in the fire of passion, the curve of his dick hitting all the right spots and the angle of penetration was so sick — you had no choice but to cum hard around him, squeezing his pulsating cock so vividly.

"Mmhm! I'm so... SO CLOSE... AWW!"

"Jeez, your greedy pussy is clinging to me so fucking tight!" Bateman grunted, forcing you to sprawl across his chest as he fucked you senselessly, his strong arms giving you no chance to move.

You fell over the edge, feeling the waves of pleasure hit every part of your body like an electric shock. Patrick had to thrust harder to break through the grip of your pussy, soon he would join you in the ocean of bliss, spending his warm seed in your womb until it began to flow down.

And only after some time, when you both had recovered your breath, would Bateman cradle your face and bring you closer to kiss you gently on the lips, murmuring: "That's what I call a 'good morning.'"

P.S. Thank you for reading until the end! I don’t have a taglist. You can follow my side blog @makeyoumineagain and turn on notifications to know when I update!

[blckbrrybasket]

2. “Give and Take”

Steve Harrington x Afab!Reader

꒰Squirting + Edging꒱ - 664

• no she/her pronouns used, mentions of sexual exploring, protected sex, Steve losing the plot

kinktober m.list

Steve was always sweet during sex. That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing! At his core he was a lover boy and he’d know it from how many times you played ‘Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy’ and stared at him with a knowing grin. He knew. And he thought you enjoyed it as much as him, you did! You would be lying if you said the sex was bad. With his experience and the sheer size of his dick it was never bad, just a little vanilla and recently you had expressed that to him.

Obviously he immediately launched into an hour long conversation of how to spice it up and if there was anything you’d like him to do. The two of you had settled on some things you could do, adventuring a bit. It had been going well, it always was great with Steve. Things changed, however, after one night at the bar you two had barely been able to get through the door before pulling each other's clothes off. 

Steve had been blinded by jealousy when a guy approached you. If he had listened he would have been able to understand that you had shot him down instantly, instead he had ignored the conversation and settled for edging the two of you for nearly an hour. After the first ten minutes he had lost sight of why he was jealous in the first place. The next twenty minutes he was slowly losing himself to the rhythm. And now?

Well now he was just addicted to the feeling of your soaked cunt wrapped around him. It was torture, but it felt so, so good. He didn’t have the ability to decide when to finally let go, only giving deep and slow thrusts the way he knew. It wasn’t enough though, and he knew it, your clit being swollen and neglected. “S..Steve, please.” Steve finally opened his eyes, looking down at you.

His hand cradled the back of your calf, holding it above his hip. “What is it?” Steve all but choked out, sliding all the way back in with a squelch. “Make me come.” He nodded in a daze at your request. Steve folded up the leg he held, pressing it up as he leaned over your body.

After a second he switched rhythm, pounding into you sloppily. Your arousal coated in a ring around the base of his cock, frothing on his pubes from the force of his thrusts. Steve grunted, veins in his neck straining with the effort. He was coated in sweat, hovering above you so his body wouldn’t slide over yours and cause him to lose his footing. 

“Fuck, fuck, shit, fuck!” Steve panted. Your cries were music to his ears when he bent down, pressing his forehead to yours. Each thrust sent your body jostling up and down on his mattress. “So close!“ You sobbed, Steve huffed in response. He doubled down, wiry hair catching on your clit with the new angle. “Almost there,” he warned, hand sliding down to press firmly against your stomach.

Your teeth sunk into his shoulder causing him to groan. His hips moved forward particularly hard in response, a spray of liquid suddenly squirting out of you onto him and the sheets under you. Steve choked on a pathetic sound, spilling inside of the condom finally as you mewled under him. His hips jerked out of pure desperation as he slowed down, sucking down gulps of air to steady himself at the overwhelming pleasure.

Steve’s body swayed, head fuzzy when he slowly straightened up to steady himself. His hairy thighs shook as he slowly pulled out of your abused pussy, careful not to wait too long, staring at the wet sheen on the bed. “Jesus Christ,” Steve sighed in awe, wide eyes looking up at yours. A proud smile spread across his face and he leaned down to press kisses all over your face, chuckling at your tired laughter. “There you go honey.”

tags: @babybatlover, @starrgurl46, @wowzers-07, @nenukkjhj, @morgan0lw21, @kinokomoonshine, @slut4ddn, @adventures-of-impala

[henry7931]

Head Swap Shorts

Borrowing My Son’s Body

Dan:

After I broke my leg, I wasn’t sure how I was going to make dinner for the family this year for big get together. Luckily, my son Sam had a great idea! Just borrow his body to get the job done.

So now I have Sam’s young body while he’s laying in my bed with mine on. The only thing that keeps throwing me off is how much I like having his body.

I feel weird to even think it but my son’s fit and it seems to get turned by the littlest of things. I really forgot what it’s like having a body this age I’ve had a boner all day long and I don’t really know what to do about it.

And now that I’m done cooking and the family shouldn’t be here for a couple more hours… I guess I can take care of it real quick?

So I went inside and went upstairs to check on Sam first. I carefully cracked the door to peak inside just in case he’s asleep— and to my surprise I see Sam literally jerking off and playing with my dick!!!

I almost said something but hey! I might as well do the same with his body.

So I headed to his room and stripped off all of his clothes. I looked down at my son’s perky junk and without any hesitation I started playing with it.

I start stroking his junk faster and faster. But in a matter of minutes, cum squirts out!

I clean off his body and walk to my room. This time I just walked right in.

Sam must of just finished up because he still had my dick out and was covered in my cum.

“Shit! Dad!!”

“Hey bud! Having fun in here?,” I say winking at him.

“Umm… yeah, sorry! This is isn’t what it looks like!”

“Listen son, it’s okay! I just finished up doing the same thing. Although, yours didn’t last that long. I wanted to see if we can stay like this until tomorrow.”

“Wow! Are you sure?”

“Yeah! I’m enjoying your body and it seems like you’re enjoying mine.”

I look down at my older dick and grinned at it.

Sam began to laugh and said, “yeah I like your body a lot. We can stay like this as long as you want dad.”

“Thanks son!”

Teddy

Christian:

Oh shit! I don’t know what to do. Here stands my uncle Cameron’s body withy freaking childhood teddy bear attached it. I was playing around with a couple of spells when he walked in and then this happened …

The weird part is his head isn’t communicating at all and yet it seems like the teddy bear is in control of his body.

I watched as the teddy bear feels up and down his new hairy arms down his new chest all the way to his legs thighs… he gets to my uncle’s junk and generally pats at it.

I watch as he tries to navigate his shorts he had on and gently peels them back. He put one of my uncle’s hands into his pants and begins peeing around.

“ hey can you hear me?” I asked the bear.

He stops for a second almost like he was looking up at me.

“So you can hear me,” I say to him.

He walks towards me and I feel a little nervous. I wasn’t sure what he was gonna do, but then he embraces me into a giant hug.

Not gonna lie it feels kinda good having my uncle’s big strong lawn wrapped around me. My uncle and I are very different. He’s a very stereotypical straight man, but one thing I would never actually admit is my attraction to his body.

I feel the teddy bear began to explore my body like he just did my uncles.

He gets to my bulge and begins to fondle out a bit. I taken my surroundings and realize it is just us in the room.

So I begin to fondle his junk as well.

We both eventually pull off our shorts. Standing close together, slowly, jerking each other off.

I begin to play with his nipples. I even put one in my mouth which is causes him to squirm a bit. I pull his body in for a tight hug. A rock hard dicks are rubbing up against each others. I squeeze his hairy ass.

He even does the same to me and then he does something that surprises me. I feel him insert one of my uncle’s fingers into my hole.

He does it so carefully, and if I didn’t know any better I think he’s done this before.

I say to him, “ let’s go to the room.”

I lead him to my uncle‘s bedroom and we both hop into bed.

I climb on top of him and make my way down to his dick. It’s a beautiful dick, thick and long complemented by a big hairy bush and big hairy balls.

I run my tongue from the head of it down to his ball sack. I get his dick, nice and wet before I get directly on top of it.

He helps me ease it into my hole. It’s just so tight getting in. But once we get going, he begins to start thrusting back-and-forth on me.

Moaning loudly and he’s using his hands to gently play with my cock.

I’m nearly screaming and our bodies are sweaty, and we can’t stop touching each other all over.

I turned my head around and I look at my uncle’s big hairy, stinky feet. I wanna suck on his toes so bad but I don’t wanna stop this moment.

 I watch his toes wiggle from excitement and it sends me over the edge. He’s thrusting in me faster and faster. He’s even going harder. I can’t take anymore, but somehow in the same time I cum and I feel his dick pour loads into my hole.

I looked down at my uncle‘s cum cover chest and I pull his dick out of me. His dick is still leaking and I even get a taste of it.

I turn around and lay back to my face or directly next to his feet. They take a big with his feet smell like a dirty gym. He just got back from a run earlier when he first walked in, and I realized he wasn’t even wearing socks.

I run my tongue up and down his soul. I realize it’s tickling the teddy bear a little bit.

A kiss each of his toes before I crawl my way back up. I feel him wrap his arm around me and I lean into my uncles chest.

I look up at the teddy bear and I say, “ do you want to stay this way forever?”

He gives me a thumbs up.

“Okay but we will have to work on your head. It’s cute but it will freak people out,” I say to him.

He pulls me in tighter and I can feel his fingers running up and down my back. Soon I fell asleep in his arms.

Two weeks later, Ted, which is what I like to call him now and I have gotten really close. He’s very smart and all they can’t speak. He does write to me.

I wanna show him so much, but I need to figure out how to change his head. I may be getting close in my spell book, but I want to be 100% sure.

So for now, me and Ted will just stay in the house. Honestly, it’s fine by me because the sex is amazing.

Coconut Head

Kent:

On vacation and something very strange happened to my older cousin. He was walking out back from the beach when all of a sudden a coconut fell off of a tree. It was so powerful that it knocked off his head and landed right on its shoulders.

I tried to help him pull it off, but it won’t move. We even took him to the hospital and they said just be patient. The coconut is on his neck so tight, but it will eventually loosen up. They said it could take weeks or even over a month.

So now I’m having to spend a lot of time taking care of my cousin’s body and his head.

Although it’s nice is if he does get a little sassy or bossy with me can always just leave his head in another room.

But what’s been really fun is while his head is away I get to explore his sexy body. My cousin is super hot and super ripped. I don’t even mind the coconut me and them because it lets me do whatever I want.

I’ll leave his head in another bedroom at night, which just leaves me in his body alone together. I’ll stay up all night, smelling and licking his pit and feet. Sucking off his cock licking his hole. I’ve even taught his body how to jerk me off and how to give a good foot job.

I’m not gonna lie I kind of hope the coconut gets stuck forever. He’s really talented with my cousin’s toes and he’s a great cuddler at night.

[chrissvalentine]

✧˖*° ࿐ on cam. ⋆· ˚ ༘ *

read part two & part three

pairing: enemy!chris sturniolo x reader

summary: reader & matt are fwb, and chris seems a little jealous

warnings: SMUTTTT, dom!chris, oral, unprotected, roughhh, degrading names (slut, etc.), slapping, use of ma/baby, camera/recording, praise kink, choking if you squint, arguing

you and chris had known eachother since you were kids, just like you had with the two other triplets. so matt and nick were confused when you two had suddenly become distant and rude towards each other in car videos.

so, they decided you and chris needed some alone time to work out whatever conflict had been going to between the two of you. so, they set you two down on their living room couch, and told you both exactly that. after that, they had left you two alone, and went to the store to get some things for tomorrows wednesday video.

the second nick and matt stepped out of the door, you shot up from the couch to leave this situation as soon as possible.

you're quickly stopped by chris grabbing your arm, and pulling you back down onto the couch.

he looks at you like he wasn't the one who ruined your friendship.

the truth was, you and chris had something going on a few years back. but you cut it off, and went back to being friends. for awhile, you had no idea why he had started being such a jerk to you in recent months. but eventually you pieced together a suspicion that it could be about what's going on between you and matt.

you and matt hadn't had anything truly serious going on. just flirting, and occasional making out, but chris didn’t know that.

but apparently that hadn't stopped chris from being jealous, because he speaks in a playful tone, "i know what's going on between you and my brother."

you look at him confidently, and respond confidently as well. "okay.. do you want a cookie?"

chris rolls his eyes at you and inches closer to you on the couch. he grips your wrist tighter, which causes you to whimper softly in response.

chris isn't saying anything, so you decide to speak up again, "i don't understand why your upset with me chris, i thought you would be over us by now."

chris responds swiftly, like he had already had this conversation in his head before it happened. "i am over us, but i'm not over us if your with my brother."

you look at him confused, you understand that he could be jealous, but that's not like him. he could literally get any girl he wanted. "chris, what? are you seriously jealo-"

he cuts you off by slamming your faces together, his hand that was gripped tightly on your arm suddenly moves to your waist.

he pulls you closer to him, almost onto his lap as he pushes his tongue into your mouth. you allow him entrance as your mouth opens and a soft whimper falls out.

his grip on your hips tightens as the kiss deepens. chris can't help himself, the desire to make you his becoming stronger with each second.

you pull away from the kiss for a slight moment, just long enough for him to pull you fully onto his lap, his forehead resting against yours as you try to catch your breath.

he glances at your swollen lips, and gently traces his thumb over them.

"you have no idea what you do to me." he says, before starting to move his hips around to create friction, just where you want it.

"i've been trying so hard to stay away from you," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your neck as he speaks.

“but you just can’t help yourself, huh? went and got with my brother like the slut you are.”

he places soft kisses along your neck, his teeth lightly nibbling at your skin. his hands begin to roam all over your body, exploring every inch of you as if he's trying to memorize every curve and detail.

his kisses become more intense, his tongue swirling against your skin as his hands grab your hips, and slowly grind you against him.

"chris. fuck," you mumble into the kiss.

he suddenly breaks the kiss, his breathing ragged as he looks at you, his eyes dark with desire. he runs his fingers through his hair as he tries to regain his composure.

he tugs at your shirt, motioning for you to take it off. you oblige as he reaches for something behind the couch. his hands searching for something specific, and finally grasping it.

chris pulls out a camera.

his eyes linger on you as you take off your shirt, biting his lip softly as he watches the reveal of your skin.

"your so beautiful," he whispers before motioning for you to take your shorts off. you comply, as he swiftly pulls off his shirt and sweatpants.

you cover your body with your arms, just for chris to take them off so he can see your body. "ma, let me see you." he mumbles.

chris then takes out the camera, and starts recording as he slowly takes off your bra.

he pans the camera down to your bare tits, "fuck, baby" he mumbled as you breathed deeply, unable to move as he moves the camera down to your lap.

"now your panties," he requests.

"but- your filiming. i-" you stuttered.

"so? strip." he interrupted

again, you do as he says. you slowly take off your panties as he spins you around for the camera. you couldn't help but notice how much his demanding tone turned you on. you maintained eye contact with him as you discarded your panties on the floor.

"so sexy, ma" he praised

chris discarded his boxers as he gave the camera a better view of your exposed body.

"shit," he groaned as he inched closer towards you.

you slowly turned around, to hopefully give him and the camera a better view. he snickered before running his hands past your tits, and up to your neck.

"you gonna let your little 'boyfriends" brother fuck you, slut?" he whispered while gently squeezing his hand around your neck.

his actions caused you to whimper, as he brought his free hand down sharply against your skin. his hand then slides down past your waist, pulling you even tighter against him.

"chris, please." you whisper, your voice strained with effort.

"what? use your words ma," he teased, clearly knowing what you wanted, but wanting to hear you say it.

"chris please fuck me," you plead desperately, needing him inside you.

chris chuckled, letting go of you and pushing you onto the couch. he pumped himself with his free hand before lining himself up with your pussy. his tip teased you as you looked back at the camera with a grin.

as you focus on the camera, he snickered again just before shoving himself quickly into your pussy. he smiled as he noticed he captured your face in that moment on camera.

"chris," you cried out, as he slapped your ass again.

"can't take my dick slut? i know you can." he huffed

at his sudden actions, you feel your walls clench as you adjust to his size. before you could make any more noise, chris brings his free hand to your face, and shoves two of his fingers into your mouth.

"you're taking me so well baby." he dryly praised as he adds another finger into your mouth.

chris continues slamming in and out of you as you suck on his fingers. your whimpers become louder and louder with each thrust. this whole time, he's making sure the camera gets a perfect view of everything happening.

"who fucks you better?" he suddenly groaned.

"what..? fuck," you replied confused.

"who fucks you better, slut? me or my brother,"

"you.. fuck, you fuck me better chris," you panted.

chris smirked at your response. as you feel your orgasm approaching, your walls begin to clench around chris' dick. looking back at him for approval, he grants it while chasing his own.

"that's it. fuck, come for me baby." he groaned as you felt your orgasm reach its highest point.

"get on your knees baby," chris ordered. you followed and settled down on your knees as you looked up at him, still holding the camera.

"open your mouth," he demanded as he ran his free hand through your hair before using it to pump himself, before entering your mouth. you took him all the way to the back of your throat, with his free hand gripped against the back of your head.

"fuck, that's it.. i'm close," he whimpered as he began to thrust into your wet mouth. your eyes formed tears as he released down your throat.

he slowly pulled out of your mouth, holding your jaw with his free hand. showing the camera the mess he had made.

he saved the video as you panted, trying to catch your breath.

"chris! what if someone sees that??" you whispered, embarrassed.

"that's the point sweetheart." he snickered as he put the camera down.

a/n: 😬😬 how do we feel… first time writing smut..

[nohoney]

i miss writing us series! touya so here's something slightly ooey gooey; cherry hill set the mood for me ♡( ᵕᴗᵕ )

touya can’t help his fascination at times.

he’s mesmerized by how you and keigo fuck. not in a sense that what’s being done is different than how he wrecks you, but that he’s just in awe of watching on the sidelines. that when you’re lost in the fuck, your awareness and the slight shyness you still have sometimes gets tossed out the window.

like right now, keigo’s got you face down and ass up as he fucks himself into you. he fucks hard and fast, leaning over slightly to put his hand on your head and push you back down to the mattress when you attempt to put your weight on your forearms to prop yourself up. you whimper and whine some broken version of his name that’s drowned out by the sound of skin slapping against one another. “fuckin’ take it… fuck!”

he can’t help but want to close the distance.

touya comes up behind keigo, nipping at his ear briefly before glancing down over his shoulder. oh my god, your pussy is so creamy and he can’t help licking his lips when he sees the sticky strings that don’t break when keigo pulls his hips back and thrusts back into you.

fucking delectable.

his cock gets hard but he doesn’t bother to pay any attention to it, at least not in that moment. instead he makes a grab for keigo’s ass, startling him as he presses balls deep into you. his body quakes a little but not in discomfort from the touch; he likes it.

it’s not like they hadn’t explored each other before. there was a time before you came along and became the center of their world. there was a time when touya and keigo kept a distance as strangers, from a connect to a buyer, from making transactions with cash to fronting occasionally if he felt generous and was wanting to fix his appetite rather than fill his wallet.

“pull back a little, i want to see hard how your dick is.” touya whispers in keigo's ear, helping by smoothing his hand from his ass up to his arm, following the muscles of the blond's forearm to where his hand rests on your hip. his fingers fill the small gaps in between keigo's briefly, your skin right under his grasp before touya's hand goes to the small of your back and pushes you slowly away. he thinks it would be enough to just catch a quick glance, that it's not necessary for the blond to pull out completely from your pussy.

fuck me... touya groans inside his head.

you're pushed with enough force for keigo's dick to slip out, grunting as you fall into the bed.

“nngh… please…” you whimper from below, glancing the best you can from your vantage point to see your boyfriends captured in some intimate glance. your eyes drift down and your mouth waters at the sight of touya jerking off keigo's cock, your cum aiding the motion as lube and making it glide easily on touya's grasp.

it’s hot, you like seeing them like this, but god you’re being ignored over here!

you plead again and couple it with a whine that gets no response from either of them.

"spread her open."

keigo's hands smooth over your ass cheeks, his thumbs dipping towards your hole as he helps spread your labia for touya's viewing pleasure. he groans when the pad of touya's thumb smears your cum over his tip before stroking him again. his nails dig slightly into your skin but he's mindful to not do it so hard for your comfort. his body shakes a little, needing the release so badly but being held back. he doesn't care how he cums whether it's by using your pussy or if touya keeps on stroking his dick.

he just wants to cum.

"god, look how fucking hard you are. all from fucking that sweet pussy, huh?" touya mutters into his ear with a light chuckle, "aren't you so grateful that we share this hole now?"

"yes, fuck!" keigo hisses, throwing his head back and his hips shifting forward.

it's almost like you're being left out and it makes you a little jealous. you've always been the center of attention, whether they were being mean or nice to you so you can't help but feel a little indignant in the position you're in now. so you attempt to move, if only just to put yourself on your back because you're tired of keeping your back arched.

keigo keeps his grip firm on you, still spread open but releasing one hand briefly to land a sharp spank on your thigh. you yelp from the strike but it still doesn't earn you anything from either of them. it's like they're only lost in each other and you don't matter. touya can be heard crooning but his voice belongs to keigo's ears right now. "i like watching you fuck, it's hot. you know what i like even more though?"

only mustering a little noise, it's the closest that the blond is able to ask what do you like more?

"i like feeling your cum around my cock when i fuck her."

his words carry an intimacy that makes you melt in spite how filthy they were. because who else would touya do this with if not keigo? no one else could get this close, this loving and adoring version of touya that no one else has seen. it belongs to the two of you only.

"cum in her so that i can have my turn." touya pushes himself off and gives the space for keigo to return to his frenzied fucking. he relishes in hearing you cry out, allowing himself to lower his pants just enough to pull his cock out and jerk himself off. he ears listen to your sounds and cries but his eyes are set on keigo's body and the way his muscles flex as he makes you a fucked out mess.

he loves this. he loves keigo. he loves you.

he wants this to last forever.

"fuckin'... fuck!" keigo curses, fumbling over himself as he cums inside you. his body still tingles as he withdraws from you, wiping the sweat from his brow as he steps aside for touya.

you're roughly flipped over and your knees are pressed to your chest so that touya can survey the creamy mess that is your pussy. keigo's cum drips out and down the seam of your ass. it's a disgustingly sexy sight for him that makes his cock twitch and no longer having any patience.

it's so fucking wet and easy to slip right in, his cock coated with keigo's cum and your pussy stretched open already. when touya goes in first, you're always so tight that he has to ease you open before he can pound away at your guts. if keigo fucks you first, he does the job of leaving you gaping open for him to go in second. it's a routine that benefits everyone. he warms up by watching you and keigo fuck and then he gets his turn without feeing the need of cumming too fast when he gets inside.

"touya! f-fuck!" you whimper, your legs locking in around his hips and feeling your heels dig into his lower back. it's cute to him how cock drunk you get but he has to keep you proper by reminding you of your manners. so touya slaps your cheek and holds your jaw in the palm of his hand, "what do you say? what do you say to kei?"

you whimper, "th-thank you, keigo!"

"i swear to god, you are getting a little more selfish and forgetting your manners." touya tuts at you but it's not that harsh of a reprimand. in fact he likes that you're getting spoiled because it gives him the opportunity to bully you when it pleases him. you're his precious doll and he is going to coddle you for as long as he lives, but touya has to balance you out as well so that you don't get too lazy or bratty on him either.

you seem to disagree, shaking your head and looking to keigo for a bit of kindness which is granted. he rubs at your clit and you choke out a gasp, your eyes shutting tight and the back of your head digging into the bed. "you're such a sweet girl, aren't you? look how good of a fuck toy you are."

again, touya finds himself fascinated as he observes keigo cooing over you.

this is perfect, this is his life, this is love to him.

and when he cums inside, touya remembers that keigo coats him all around too. being together like this reminds him that not all things in life are bad. you're such a mess where he's got you, filled with cum from two of your loves and practically bursting with so much sentiment that it makes you stupid. your glassy eyes and breathy moans are a reflection of that, looking forward at him but your head up in the clouds.

"baby, come back to us. aw, look how cute you are."

touya pulls out of you, letting keigo take the reins of making you comfortable after fucking your brains out. his heart oozes with affection as you kiss keigo first and flash him a lovesick smile before giving the same affection to him. your legs are wobbly as you make your way to the bathroom to clean up, leaving the boys behind in the room.

"think i'll help her clean up." keigo stands up from the bed, stretching his back and groaning at how good it feels in his muscles. he glances back at touya to flash him a smile.

touya stands up too, only taking a small step and leaning down to kiss him. it's brief, not like the long ones he gives to you but it's long enough that he knows it sends the message of how he feels towards keigo.

"love you." he says when he pulls back.

"love you too." keigo returns the sentiment before walking away.

touya isn't the type to feel giddy about anything in particular. but he does get a nice little fluttery feeling in his chest as he walks by the bathroom after putting his clothes back on and briefly listens to yours and keigo's muffled voices speaking to one another. you laugh and he hears some slap that suggests that one of you playfully slapped the other.

he hears a louder slap and you yelp, "keigo! too hard!"

touya chuckles a little, grabbing his pack of cigarettes off the table to step outside, relishing in the glow up until he gets a text from shigaraki.

[kaivenom]

I'm obsessed with your writings about the one piece DILFs, can we get the dilfs cockwarming with specifically a male reader? Reader approaches them to ask about doing it or when the guys would want to do it? Whichever you'd rather explore ✨

Male!reader cockwarming the One Piece Dilfs HCS

Characters: Mihawk, Doflamingo, Crocodile, Smoker,Shanks.

A/N: ohhh, what i see here? A challenge? I accept... Jokes aside, i am a woman and i try to make the hcs as neutral as posible so everyone can identify themselves so this is new, i hope i do It right.

Masterlist

Dracule Mihawk

Surprisingly is a really current activity.

He stays away from you long periods of time so when he cames back, both of you want to be close to each other... To the point of being really really close.

Now Its almost like a normal things, you miss him and get a little horny and lonely so you go to where he is, get naked and sit on his lap.

Like a clock, he understands what you want and instantly gets hard (even if he Will never admit that you have that power over him).

You sink yourself over his cock with a groan from both and stay that way all day, asking you how your days went or just listen to the silence.

Sometimes you fall asleep, other times you feel a little playful and start to move slowly... To Heat him Up, either to not get Up or tu go fuck you.

The first time It happened he started at you blankly, not really knowing where you got that idea, but when he saw the desperate look on your eyes and the bulge on your pants, he decided to indulge you.

The surprise it's that he loves It, and when he is outside on a job he just dreams about getting home to you and just spent all day with you ass on his cock.

Thatˋs your unique way to be together and spent time, sometimes ending Up on other things.

Donquixote Doflamingo

Lets be real, probably he was the one to proposed It.

But supposing that you gained the confidence to tell him about this, he Will see It as a challenge.

He Will challenge you to stay still as long as possible but that is really difficult when he is jerking you off and smacking his hips onto you form time to time.

And this situation happens a couple of times, always trying to push you out of your limits.

But one day he started to loose interest, not in the cockwarming but onto the teasing, he realised that he just liked to have you on his lap and talk about stupid things.

But he still IS a bastard so expect a smack, a thrust, or a teasing on your cock.

Sr. Crocodile

He spents too much time on the job, and you started to get needy and annoyed at his work addiction.

So, one day you went to him at work and he thought "nice, now i can rest a little, i am really tired", but when you put his hand on your pants and sat on his lap, he sighted, he understands your point but work gets him tired.

The thing he didn't expected was for you to stay still on his lap, he for sure thought that you were going to ride him, but this sensation it's not that bad.

It's the good about sex and your perfect ass but without needing to waste an energy that he doesn't have.

So now, from time to time, you get a call from his Office and you go to leave something, but you just stay there talking sweet things to him while he is burried inside you.

He simply loves It, cause he can see you and take a taste of you but still be in good shape to continue the day... But this doesn't mean that he won't go home and finish business.

Smoker

When he got ascended on his job, you started to see him really, really stressed and somehow, you came Up with that idea.

You approached him and proposed that, he turned into a tomato and say no.

But later that week, when he was on the verge of a collapse from the stress, he called you and accepted the request.

From that moment, when you sat on his lap while was laying in bed, It became his little moment of peace, plus if you give him a massage.

The view of your body on top of him and your ass pressing against his cock just makes It imposible for him to think on anything else.

It just gives him what he needs to keep going with his day and job.

It has come to the point that even on the morning, when he didn't leave to work yet, that he just wants a little session of cockwarming to start te day.

Akagami Shanks

You both Saw It at the first time on a sex tape, It was interesting in theory.

But when you tried, Shanks didn't get It and started to get a little impatient, laughing nervously while trying to thrust into you.

"I dont get It."

"It's supposed to be intimate, we are supposed to be like this to connect more." you said while locking your hips.

"i am with my dick on your ass, i can't be more connected than this." You looked at him annoyed.

"Idiot." You were about to stand Up but he stopped you with little kisses.

"Sorry, tell me something to distract." But he couldn't get distracted for much time.

It's not something that happens usually, but when you are in the mod, he tries to indulge you into this. Even when he didn't last long and end Up fucking you afterwards, he tries.

[mulletmitsuya]

Tokyo Revengers Groupchat (final timeline)

Warnings: suggestive, swearing, mentions of grooming (it's not serious), the word "pedophile"

Desc: a discussion about pride month takes a detour

Kazutora: what does pride month mean?

Kazutora: like is everyone supposed to be gay for the month or?

Mikey: yeah exactly

Mikey: basically we all have to kiss each other

Kazutora: oh

Baji: we can do a circle jerk session to start off pride

Mitsuya: Kazutora, don't ask just google it

Kazutora: what's a circle jerk session

Mitsuya: 😒

Mikey: i don't think it's necessary to go that far, Baji

Smiley: some of us, are in relationships

Baji: why did you say that as if you're the one in a relationship?

Smiley: just defending my guy Draken

Mikey: Ken-chin will you still be at pride even if you have a girlfriend

Draken: i mean, i guess.

Baji: does Emma even know you like boys

Baji: nvm she probably does. she did have to compete with Mikey for your attention so idk maybe it's obvious

Chifuyu: are you guys actually going to the pride parade? it's gonna be on tv i'm pretty sure

Chifuyu: which means people from school would see us

Chifuyu: or work

Mikey: we haven't been in school for years?

Baji: are you scared to be found out Chifuyu

Baji: bcs everyone knew in school

Baji: you made it glaringly obvious

Baji: closet made of glass and whatnot

Chifuyu: does it count as actually being gay if it's one guy tho

Chifuyu: like if i cook one time, am i chef?

Chifuyu: something to think about

Mikey: dude you're in a relationship with him, what are you talking about🤨

Takemitchy: Mikey-kun you're actually pretty famous so a lot of people would recognize you

Mikey: i'm pretty sure people know that i've tasted the rainbow

Mikey: people make edits of me and Ken-chin

Mikey: they're pretty cute

Mikey: people also write fanfiction about me

Mikey: guys do i look like a daddy dom

Mikey: serious question

Mikey: could i pull it off

Draken: what are edits?

Mikey: don't worry about it

Draken: no no, Emma was bugging me about it earlier and i had no idea what she was talking about so just tell me

Baji: search "Doramai edits"

Baji: don't know how Emma's dealing with all that

Mikey: Takemitchy are you and Hina coming

Takemitchy: can allies come?

Baji: "ally"

Baji: that's all you are??

Baji: sure

Takemitchy: ?

Draken: what the fuck is this shit

Draken: how do you report this

Draken: this is all taken out of context

Draken: Mikey you need to release a statement about this. what the fuck

Draken: i have a wife

Kazutora: guys i'm still confused

Izana: can you guys please use your own private little groupchat

Izana: no one, of the 15+ people on this group talk, but you 6

Mikey: are you and Kakucho coming to pride

Izana: stop ignoring what i just said

Mikey: do you and Kakucho explore each others bodies?

Baji: who tops?

Baji: nvm, wrong question. who doms?

Ran: if Kakucho and Izana were to be together romantically it would count as grooming

Ran: just putting that out there

Mikey: so what i'm hearing is that Izana is a PEDOPHILE🤔

Mikey: interesting

Mikey: i'm telling Shin

Izana: oh you're telling Shin? i'm so fucking scared

Izana: kill yourself

Mikey: please don't try me. i WILL do it🙏

Draken: wait are you guys actually together? cause that's an actual problem i'm pretty sure

Draken: wasn't he 14 while you were 18

Ran: i'm sorry Izana, that's my bad, didn't mean to make this a thing

Ran: and in his defense, that was 10 years ago

Rindou: 10 years of grooming

Rindou: sorry, i wanted in on the joke but it just looks bad

Mikey: Izana why aren't you defending yourself

Izana: because Kakucho and i aren't in a romantic relationship? i don't know what the fuck you guys are on about

Hakkai: didn't the Haitani's go look for Emma at her middle school when she was 13 and they were 17 because they heard rumours about Mikey's "hot" younger sister

Ran: we didn't know she was 13 😐

Rindou: she was 12, actually

Baji: why did you double down

Ran: jesus christ

Ran: 12??

Ran: we still didn't know

Chifuyu: literally all pedophiles say that

Mikey: i beg your pardon

Mikey: why were you guys looking for Emma

Rindou: people said she was hot

Rindou: those people were definitely pedophiles, yeah

Rindou: which we aren't, btw

Rindou: we saw her coming out of the sixth grade classes and realized we'd didn't get enough information

Rindou: our bad

Baji: what would Ran be doing with Emma anyway

Baji: aren't you gay

Ran: no?

Baji:

Mikey: why would you add that question mark Ran

Mikey: why are you acting suprised that people think you're gay when you act like that

Rindou: sorry Ran i can't defend you on this one

Ran: is it cause i'm flamboyant?

Draken: who describes themselves like that man

Ran: Koko's flamboyant

Ran: do you guys accuse him of homosexuality?

Ran: nvm

Chifuyu: i was about to say

Koko: well actually

Koko: i am a bisexual man

Koko: i like men and women

Koko: the man i like is inupi

Koko: we are in a relationship

Inupi: you didn't have to do all of that dude

Inupi: but thanks 👍❤

Koko: i am out and proud

Smiley: i know this is supposed to be sweet but this isn't the place to do this shit😭

Draken: are you guys going to therapy? good on you guys

Ran: didn't you like his sister?

Rindou: she died

Rindou: keeping it in the family i see. i respect it Koko

Ran: that doesn't mean what you think it means

Takemitchy: Rindou why would you say that

Smiley: the Haitani's are weird as fuck

Smiley: can we kick them out

Ran: at least we're not ugly

Rindou: and we aren't even weird

Smikey: i'm fucking adorable, don't play with me

Inupi: Akane isn't dead. what are you talking about

Rindou: the fire

Mikey: what fire😐

Mikey: the fire never happened. i made sure of it

Inupi: what?

Rindou: nvm y'all, i'm tripping

Rindou: i suddenly got a vision of Inupi with a huge scar on his face

Rindou: and his sister being dead

Ran: i told you to stop spending time with Sanzu

Ran: he's schizophrenic

Rindou: schizophrenia isn't contagious🤨?

Rindou: and i don't think he's schizophrenic i think he has autism or some shit

Ran: 2 very different mental illnesses??

Rindou: he has the evil kind

Ran: what?

Rindou: evil autism

Rindou: like he weaponizes it

Ran: that literally doesn't make sense

Rindou: it makes perfect sense, fym

Sanzu: i'm not schizophrenic?

Sanzu: or autistic?

Rindou: sure buddy

Mikey: IT'S AUTISM

Mikey: BAJI, IT'S AUTISM

Baji: what's autism?

Mikey: what's up with Haruchiyo!!

Baji: isn't he just gay?

Ran: why is that your conclusion to everything?

Ran: i'm starting to think you're the gay one

Baji: i've never denied that🤨?

Ran: oh

[mysticdarling]

They accidentally hurt you during intimacy

Characters: venti, xiao, scaramouche (genshin Impact!)

Word count: 1.5k~

Warnings: n.sfw, smut, public sex (venti and xiao), established relationship, mention of tears, pain, rough. [NO MINORS]

(A/n) no pronouns used for reader, afab but mainly only ventis, I did proofread so I apologize if there are any mistakes. Btw I will probably be open to requests in a few weeks if you're interested! hope you pervs enjoy!~ ^^

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Venti

Venti is a very affectionate lover, he showed his love for you in many ways, writing hymns, taking you to the most beautiful places in Monstadt, or to everyone's dismay an overwhelming amount of PDA. So when your lovely bard asked you on a date to Windrise you should have known what the evening foretold. Venti being the Romantic he is, had a beautiful picnic setup under the tree, the crystal flies only adding to the site. Sure the evening did start with songs and maybe a few drinks but soon  you both had shed a few layers, and hands began to wonder. It was only natural for Venti to want to see more, he loved your body, every inch of it. You were flawless, perfect in his eyes and the god of freedom gave you no room to doubt that. Venti left no area untouched; he was mesmerized by his lover. "Windblume i want to see you on top of me" how could you ever refuse such a request his voice was tender but so very desperate for you.

So there you were displayed on top of him. Venti started with his fingers letting his slender digits explore your Folds loving the shutters and jerks when he touched sensitive areas. Soon Venti's  length hardened against you, his grin making it clear he was very much enjoying himself. When he did rip his fingers away from you, he made sure to look you right in the eyes as he licked off the remaining wetness from them. "Mm you taste so good my love! ehe" Venti had no shame he relished in making you embarrassed. After he finished licking off all of your essence, he placed his hands upon your hips lowering you down onto his cock. The most beautiful sounds and noises escaped you both in unison as he sank himself into you. Venti was addicted to the gummy walls that constricted around him, he bucked his hips up letting out the most emotion filled whines and whimpers.

Something that's not new to you is that Venti could change his form but what he seemed to have left out was, that also included parts of himself. 

Venti wanted to feel more he needed it, he pushed himself off of the ground arching to get himself deeper but even that seemed not enough. Your god of a boyfriend wanted to defile you, to reach every orifice your body accepted. First it was just one added inch, then two, just enough to barely notice the difference but, Venti became eager wanting to fill you up completely. "shh just a little more" He cooed, his voice like silk. With each Plunge  he grew more and more holding your hips still before eventually hitting your tight ring of muscle, prodding against it. With his length he only kept bearing himself, engrossed in you. Soon he found his partner wasn't riding him, but instead recoiling, the deep pressure becoming a bit too much for you. Venti is a gentle being and would never knowingly hurt you, his face filled with remorse as he returned to his normal size, sitting up and burying himself in your chest.

His arms embraced you "oh love I just wanted to make you feel good I should've been more careful..are you okay my windblume?" Venti held you, comforting the lingering effects, completely apologetic. Let's say the wind was especially soft for the rest of the evening.

Xiao

 Dating the conquer of demons can be difficult especially since you travel to other nations and Xiao stays in Liyue.

When you did come visit him at Wangshu Inn you found yourself  pushed up in a corner by Xiao, your chest against the balcony wall. Rustling behind you, Xiao was bunching his pants down enough for his length to spring out of the clothing. " Y/n are you sure you're ok with this. I don't think I'll be able to hold back this time…" xiao waited for the reassurance to continue taking a second before removing the clothing covering your lowering half, guiding himself inside you. He couldn't wait anymore; he had to be deep in your warmth. He  let out a groan of pure bliss, his warm hungry breaths against your neck. "Ghm- i missed you… I missed how you feel around me. I hate when you leave Liyue, going places where I can't reach you." His movements started to become much more sharp slapping against the plush cheek of your ass.

Xiao made sure to tell Verr Goldet at the front desk not to disturb him tonight, even so he found himself having to put  his hand upon your mouth to keep all of Liyue from hearing how loud he made you. His cock was merciless, ramming into you so deep ripping the most vile moans from your throat. Your insides were tight around his length, sucking him back in with each movement. It became clear he was starting to lose control himself. His other hand, that wasn't clasped against your mouth, was placed upon your waist ripping the fabric of your clothes leaving scratches across the stretch of skin, his teeth buried into your shoulder. All of your whines and noises muffled by his hand, your body quivering under his grip yet it being the only thing keeping you still standing. Xiao let out groans and grunts from the sheer feeling, fucking into you as if he was a savage animal. The only thing snapping xiao out of his lustful trance was the feeling of your  tears soaking into his glove.  His hips ceased all movement, removing his hand realizing what he had done. He would have let you go completely if you wouldn't fall. "I'm sorry y/n I didn't mean to scare you, I don't know what came over me…" Xiao stammered. It was clear he just wanted to disappear after what he did, the guilt swallowing him whole. It would be your choice whether you want to stop or continue. He will respect it. Though after that night he'll probably wait for you to initiate from now on.

Scaramoche

Scaramouche may be a puppet but with his past he knows what hurts and what doesn't with a human. He wouldn't hurt you with his body unless he wants to on purpose unlike the others, but instead with his words. Scaramouche took pride in making you fall apart under him. It was pretty obvious he was no gentle lover. He was greedy, he knew you were his but, he was also very much determined to let everyone else know that too. He fucked it right into your brain leaving traces of himself with each harsh movement to make sure you would remember. You were the one person he would not let betray him, he loved you, he would do anything to protect you. Even with his attitude he knew your body well. He knew what you could take and what you couldn't, too bad it's not the same with his mouth. It wasn't anything new that Scaramouche had a sharp tongue. Even though some of his actions could be tender and sweet, his words were far from that. " y/n look at me." he demands, staring down analyzing  every embarrassing way your body reacts to him. You couldn't even deny it he made you feel GOOD. " How dare you keep me waiting. What could be more important?" He sneered clearly wanting a reply. You could barely even think nonetheless speak, all you ended up getting out was  a pathetic excuse for words.

"Is that really all you can say? Pathetic….answer me!"His words grew a bit more harsh. Scara didn't understand why you weren't obeying, do you not think he's worth looking at? Did you favor someone else's looks  more?

"You should be thankful I even chose you to be mine. Hypatia was such a good follower" Once the words escaped his lips he knew he said something wrong. In seconds something shattered inside you, you completely fell out of your daze, Staring up at Scara before shoving the indigo eyed boy off of you. He stared with no emotion upon his face; he almost looked like a doll. He finally got your eyes on him but it wasn't the look he craved for. " i don't actually feel like that…i- i don't want her! i want you i don't know why i would even say that….nothing compares to you, you know that. You just weren't looking at me and I thought if I- '' His voice cracked, his eyebrows twitched, unable to put his words together. A flash of guilt grew across his face, tears swelling in his eyes. You were his one and only. You were his heart.  " Don't expect me to apologize'' Scaramouche scoffed, before falling to his knees hugging your waist the act soon fading. "please don't leave me…" he mattered, staring up at you.

Overall it's your choice if you're willing to forgive him. 

[actuallysaiyan]

Just Need A Little Lovin'(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, oral sex(Fem receiving), lewd themes, some fluff, young age!Toshinori, Dave mention word count: 1.2k pairings: Young age!All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader summary: it's a slow progression when you and Toshi begin dating, but once you introduce him to sex, he becomes obsessed with eating pussy.

dividers: @adornedwithlight.

taglist: @thissaintjessi.  @cherryblossombankai, @thestarsystemsworld @pixelcafe-network.

When you started dating Toshinori, things were a little slow. He was so soft and so sweet. You taught him how to speak English, and he taught you how to speak Japanese. Dave thought the two of you were so adorable. He would never get tired of teasing the two of you all the time.

Things progressed slowly. It was a lot of trial and error and just getting to know each other. You two didn’t do anything intimate until months later. And after you two began to explore each other’s bodies, this is when Toshinori realized he was very obsessed with pussy.

Just the thought of your little pussy made him so hard. Whenever you weren’t around, he would find the panties he stole from you and he would jerk off. The bed would creak from his violent movements as he stroked his thick cock. The pink tip leaking so much precum, lubricating his hand. He tried to mimic what it felt like to fuck you, but it was just never enough.

You had joked that you created a monster, but really it was all to your benefit. You loved the fact that this big man was obsessed with you. He showered you in affection and sweetness along with all the mind blowing sex you two had.

One of Toshinori’s favorite things to do with you was to eat you out. Nothing better to him than to lick, suck and kiss that cute little cunt and have you shaking beneath him. A lot of the time, he enjoyed pulling you onto his face and having you ride his tongue.

Tonight, he’s feeling very needy. It’s been a little while since you two were able to have some alone time. So he’s sitting in your apartment, waiting like the good boy he is. When you walk through the door, he’s all over you within the instant.

“Missed you so much.” The big man wraps his arms around you, kissing you all over your face.

“Awh, I missed you too.” You say sweetly, kissing him back.

Toshi easily towers over you. But he’s so damn careful with his strength. He’d feel terrible if he ever truly hurt you. His hands are grabbing at you, pulling you closer. You can feel the boner in his tight jeans. You giggle softly, and the sound just makes his cock twitch.

“Needy, baby?” You ask him, looking into his eyes.

His eyes are dark with lust. “Missed you a lot, baby. My hand doesn’t feel as good as you.”

Those words alone make need pool deep inside of you. You swallow hard as you try to come to terms with just how horny Toshinori is. He gets down on his hands and knees, nuzzling his face between your thighs. No other man you’ve ever met has been this obsessed with giving oral sex.

“Can I please, please lick your pussy?”

You swallow hard again, and you nod. He shakes his head, whimpering softly as he continues to press his nose between your thighs. He takes long, greedy inhales of your scent through your pants.

“Please, tell me you want it too.” He practically begs.

You moan. “I want it. I want it so badly, Toshi.”

You gently tug on his soft hair, earning a loud moan from the big man on his knees in front of you. He pulls down your pants and panties swiftly, tossing them behind him. It takes seconds for him to dive in and begin devouring you.

His tongue is so warm, and so soft. He pulls your little bud between his lips, suckling on it like it’s his favorite candy. Just the look of him on his knees like this, face already wet with your juices and his own drool, has your knees buckling. Toshinori smirks before he pins you to the wall and allows you to rest your legs on his shoulders for support.

“Fuck,” you pant. “That’s my good boy. Such a good boy for me.”

His cock strains in his tight jeans. He lets out another whimpering noise before he’s shoving his face back between your thighs. Toshinori eagerly slurps up all your juices, making you shudder. Your fingers stay tangled in his hair and when you begin to hump his face for more pleasure, he doubles down on his efforts.

His tongue swirls around your clit before he sucks it between his lips once more. Toshinori looks up at you with your clit between his lips and you shake. The sight alone could send you over the edge. He then begins to press kiss after kiss to it, making it twitch with need.

“Toshi,” you whine his name so sweetly. “Toshi, your fingers…”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. You watch through hooded eyes as he sucks on two of his massive fingers, wetting them sufficiently. Then you cry out as he pumps them both into you, returning to his assault on your swollen little nub.

“Love tasting you,” he whines as he begins to pump his fingers. “Love making you cum.”

You’re not even able to form words, much less coherent thoughts. Here was this giant man on his knees for you, feasting at your cunt like it was the thing that would give him lifeforce. You barely notice when he pulls his cock out and begins to jerk off with his free hand.

Toshinori holds you up against the wall with just his sheer strength alone. You keep tugging on his hair as you hump yourself against his mouth and his fingers. You gasp when his fingers curl against that sweet spot of yours. You’re so close now, you don’t know if you can properly warn him.

It builds so fast, it leaves you blindsided. Waves of pure, blissful pleasure wrack through your body. The soft pants and whimpers that come from your lips make his cock twitch with need. Toshinori diligently pulls all the pleasure from you, moving his fingers within you to prolong every second of pleasure.

He presses one more kiss to your clit before he’s pulling away from you. Then you gasp when he pushes you against the wall, thrusting into you to be balls deep inside of you. You cling to him; your walls are still fluttering from the intense orgasm.

“S-sorry, just needed to fuck…needed to fuck so badly,” he whispers as he begins to pound himself into you.

The sound of wet skin slapping together fills the room obscenely. He’s pounding himself into you quickly and wantonly. His mouth attacks your neck, leaving hickies and marks on your skin. You tug on his hair again, pulling him in for a very sloppy kiss.

Your legs are shaking as you're headed towards another blissful orgasm. This time, you moan his name when you reach your peak. The pulsing of your walls pulls him over the edge as well, and he whimpers as he pumps you full of his cum. 

Toshinori leans his forehead against yours as he comes down from his high. You eagerly breathe in his soft pants as you two share soft little kisses. You’ve never been more in love with someone before.

“Couldn’t help myself,” he says sheepishly. “You need to stop staying away for so long.”

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[miguel-owhora]

little drabble at 4 am. woke up to finish this.

cw — blow jobs , consensual drug usage , not beta read

fems n minors dnf, you will be blocked.

Whatever weed you had given Micah, it was working. He felt light and fuzzy, like sinking into a field of cotton, or swimming in a pool of silk — it didn't make sense, it shouldn't make sense, but it felt nice all the same. There's an emptiness to his head that's nice, but it does make him feel a little... weird. Not uncomfortably so, but enough to keep him alert — if a little sluggishly.

Nevermind, though. You had promised him no one came out to this cliff side, neither animals nor man. And for once, Micah had trusted you — and wasn't that so crazy? Micah Bell, trusting you of all people? Perhaps it shouldn't have been so surprising, he had unknowingly found himself gravitating towards you since your first nightly encounter. It still unsettled Micah whenever he thought about it, when you stumbled upon him, without any undergarments to cover himself, how you had — 'foolishly, stupidly, charmingly,' he thought — offered to help him out with his problem.

And then what became of that. Sneaking away from the rest of the gang to more private areas, like school couples running from their peers. How many nights were spent together, drinking alcohol or blackening their lungs or drugging themselves, exploring each other's bodies in a way that would get you both hanged. In a way that was forbidden by society, outlawed.

But since when did Micah care about expectations and about following the law? He was an outlaw for crying out loud! Micah Bell didn't care about that — it was survival of the fittest, a dog eat dog world — a world where he could partake in any pleasure he wanted and not care about the consequences.

Which is how it circles back to you and Micah being fuck buddies. Just the thought alone makes him shudder, and he's sure it's not because of you licking the tip of his cock, letting the white bead of pre drop on your tongue, before it vanishes into your pink mouth.

Silver plumes of smoke slip from Micah's lips as he exhales, a low groan tumbling from his lips as he feels you throat his cock. Your throat is warm and slick, a perfect cavern. His cock twitches when he feels your tongue lick along a protruding vein, circle around his cockhead — feels you drool down his length.

Micah watches with dilated pupils, leaning back against the log, inhaling the unique scent of the burning weed. Your laying on your sides, legs curled up in a way that has your ass pressing against your pants, in a way that definitely caught his attention. Your head slowly bobs, one arm laying against his lap, whilst the other fondles with what you cannot fit into your mouth.

"You've quite the mouth on you, cowpoke," He drawls, speech more slurred from the combination of your perverse affection and from the weed. A low moan slips from his chapped lips when you hold your head down for a moment, nursing his cock before slowly lifting back up.

Your hand cupped around his dick moves, slowly and methodically, jerking him off and keeping him hard, even when the leftover spit on his dick cools without your mouth to keep it warm.

"I've had the experience," You dryly say, glancing back at him. Your eyes are dark in the night, the moonlight shyly peering down at you. But even then, Micah doesn't need to actually see your eyes to know how they stare at him; all doe eyes and pretty, making him weak, making him feel like he's going to do something even more irrational.

Micah swallows.

"Yeah, I bet you have," He snarks, resorting back to his usual defense whenever he feels out of place. "Bet you've done the same to other men, huh? To the other fellers in the gang - probably let them use that pretty mouth the same way you let me use it."

You pinch his inner thighs, and snort when he jerks.

"Micahhhhh," You drawl out, tilting your head back onto his belly. He stares down at you, shadows slithering over his face, cracks of moonlight painting his blonde hair silver. He stares at you with his usual grimace, but it's not so harsh.

"What?" He says, lips twitching as if he's fighting not to sneer down at you. You hum, plucking the joint from his fingers and place it between your lips, taking a drag. The smoke slips down to your lungs, and it burns in a nice way.

You tilt your head, having the basic decency to not blow it in his face. Not like Micah, who you've grown so accustomed to blowing the smoke in your face that you've built an immunity to a reaction. Still, Micah plucks the joint straight out of your fingers and you roll your eyes.

"Shut up." You say, to his previous question. You roll your head forward again, hand still slowly jerking him off, and lean down to lick a flat stripe over his head. You snort when he gives an involuntary jerk of his hips, and you follow his cock and slip the head inside your mouth.

You're all too pleased by the low groan that tumbles from his mouth, and you can just imagine the scruffy man placing a hand over his mouth to muffle himself. Of course the most obnoxious and arrogant and vile man you've ever had the dishonor of meeting is flustered about making noises. You roll your eyes at the thought and slowly bob your head, the routine familiar, as it the taste of Micah's cock in your mouth.

Micah's not the biggest you've taken, somewhere around average, but it feels absolutely perfect in your mouth.

It sits heavy on your tongue, the taste of it salty and musky, in a way that you try to ignore how he probably hasn't bathed in God knows how long. Not because it necessarily grosses you out, but how it turns you on. You sink his cock deeper into your throat, tongue tracing a protruding vein that snakes on his length, a testament to how much you enjoy the taste and feel of him.

Of course, you'd never admit that. Micah was arrogant enough, he didn't need to know just how much his filthy nature made you hard.

The outlaw doesn't seem to notice, head tilting back as he groaned low in his throat, the blunt in his hands wafting with smoke. His cock throbbed in your throat, and you slurped around his length, before slowly bobbing your head.

He groans out your name, low and gravelly with arousal.

"Christ," He swears, eyebrows pinching together. There's a pretty red stripe blooming across his face. His breathing is heavier than usual, one of his hand slithering into your hair and gripping it — surprisingly, it's not harsh, and he doesn't tug on it He just grips it, following your motion as you bob your head.

It doesn't take long til' you feel his cock throb, twitching. You increase your tongue movements, your bobbing, and Micah let's out a few sounds of pleasure, gasping and immediately biting his lip to silence himself as he finally, finally, grips your hair and pushes you down to the base of his cock.

Your nose buries into the golden nest of pubes, his scent stronger and heavier there. His cock throbs in your mouth, jolting as spurts of cum spill in your mouth, well, down your throat. It's just like Micah to not give you a choice in swallowing, and you find that you don't care, really.

After a few minutes, Micah relaxes his grip on your hair. You pull off his softening cock and immediately grip his face. It catches him off guard, and even moreso when you kiss him.

It's nasty, messy, teeth clinking together and your tongue forcibly slipping inside his mouth, if only to deposit the leftover cum. Micah groans, accidentally dropping the blunt, his hands coming to grip your shoulders and hold onto you. He's filthy, diabolical, and very into the kiss, tongues meeting each other and trading saliva, licking over teeth and gums, spit dribbling down both your chins as you make out like the filthy, rancid animals you both were.

You smile against his lips.

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Nanami x Reader

A Gift of the Magi inspired AU

Nanami and you met in college and fell in love fast. With his quick dry wit and your intellect, you got along and were a perfect match for each other.

Nanami proposed with his mother's ring. A simple gold band, tiny scratches all over standing testament to what was a long covenant.

You got married in a second hand dress, the lace of which you carefully repaired yourself. The hemline reached your ankles, and the bodice, pulled together with alteration after alteration sat snug on your body.

He wore his better suit, a cream carefully maintained over the years and his shoes polished till you could see your face in it.

The wedding party was small, family, and your closest friends. And when everything wrapped up and everyone said their goodbyes, Nanami knelt before you, taking your hand in his, and promised you that he would become a man worthy of being called your husband.

You knelt to meet his eye and whispered "You already are, my heart..."

But the recession hit and layoffs found you without a job. You desperately scoured the internet for work and looked through your contacts for any opportunity.

Meanwhile Nanami's company also downsized. Reducing both in a workforce and remuneration.

With paycuts and a lack of employment he worked twice as hard to provide. Making sure his pretty little wife would never have to do more than that which is necessary.

You took up a job in a convenience store, managing and selling people what they'd need.

And at night when you came home you'd come home to him, haggerd and sagging shoulders but your eyes lit up seeing the other.

Seeing you walking towards the apartment you made a life in, Nanami physically felt his shoulders lift. His spirit soar. There you were, an angel among the mundane. Your hair shone in the street lights. Your eyes twinkled like lanterns.

You felt a spring bloom in your step and ran into his outstretched arms as he enveloped you in the biggest hug.

"How was your day, my flower?"

"A little tedious but better now, my heart"

You walked up to your flat, in each other's arms. He nuzzled his nose against your head and kissed your hair. Dinner was an intimate affair. Rice, fish, miso soup with a generous sprinkle of kisses and hugs. Nanami felt you wrap your arms around his waist as he stirred the soup and fried the fish – your lips against his back, and turned around to softly press his lips against yours. Your hands reached up to his hair ruffling the corporate alignment away. His hands found home on the curves of your ass as he lifted you closer to him, deepening the kiss.

Nanami drank you in. So many years after, but he still felt the butterflies he had when he first asked to kiss you.

When dinner was finished, and the plates cleared away, you both wasted no time in crawling into bed. The city lights illuminated the room, barely kept at bay by the thin curtains. And you found yourself being loved by your husband.

Fingers intertwined, he pushed into you, swallowing your soft moans and cries. His lips were hot against yours, tongues exploring. Your bodies moved in tandem, he knew yours so well. Your twitches, your shudders, every jerk leading to your climax. And when you did, he helped you ride it out on his cock, gently bringing you down from your high and finishing himself off outside you.

Nanami and you didn't have much, but you had each other, and at the end of the day that's really all that you needed...

A big thank you to @uchihasanctuary for hearing me out. When I had these thots in the first place.