#ily smut anon

[moechies]

sitting in between tojis legs and letting him play with ur nipples while whimpering n squirming !!! ^.^

“stop movin.”

the man grumbles, left hand sprawled over the fat of your tummy to hold you still. his right hand snakes under your loose top, rough pads of his fingertips coming up to tweak at your sensitive nipples.

“stop it , you pervert !”

his hand gropes the fat of your tit, thumb brushing over the sensitive nub.

“y’like it. doesn’t that make you the perv baby?”

you exempt a noise halfway between a gasp and a moan, head falling back into the divot of toji’s shoulder. your hand comes up to his, pulling at his hand in an attempt to stop the assault on your tits.

“stop it baby . let it happen, it feels good, doesn’t it?”

“but.. mmf— ‘s sensitive toji..”

his face brushes up against yours, pressing a sloppy kiss onto your swollen lips. your moans come out as gasps, feeling a chuckle reverberate from his mouth into yours when he realizes you’re unable to keep up with his pace.

“y’r nipples are so sore. dirty girl, y’want me to suck on ‘em?”

knowing him , he would anyways even if you had said no.

he flips you around , mounting your body onto his so that you’re facing him, scrunching your shirt up above your tits just enough to suckle on your fat buds, his roaming fingers coming up to tweak at the other.

somehow, it felt even dirtier allowing the man to feel you up with your shirt all bunched up instead of completely off .

“hah.. t-toji .”

“mm..”

he mumbles into your fat tit, the vibration making you shiver.

“g-gonna.. gonna cum, toji, wait—“

‘nasty girl .’

he mumbles into your chest followed with a chuckle , you sigh at the feeling. “cum f’me then . ”

and you rightfully do, body shivering as your hands grasp tighter onto the bed of toji’s hair. your moans turn into heavy gasps, whining when toji pulls off of your nipple with an obnoxiously loud ‘pop!’

his face is plaqued with a shit eating grin, one that resembles his growing pride.

his mouth connects to your bud by a string of his spit, flicking his tongue on your tit once again to clean you off.

he gives your bud a tough squeeze with his fingers, earning a deserving slap to his hand.

“owie ! stop it toji , y’r such a perv . . !”

“oh baby .” he lays his body atop of yours, pressing a hot kiss onto your lips.

“y’ just came untouched , ‘nd you’re calling me the perv ? get your facts straight , doll .”

[stars4ani]

i love ur blog ur writing is so good!!!! 🎀

Could you write for rafe x sub!reader who wakes up in the middle of the night crying for rafe bc she’s horny sjjskaks

thank u ur the sweetest ugh 🤍 and godddd anon this did something to me… i hope i did it justice

nsfw 18+

tw dacryphilia

maybe it was the weather, maybe everything was just too much, but today had gone so painfully slow. on top of that, rafe wasn’t home, out golfing with his friends all day. it was late and you decided to just sleep it off, but all you could do was toss and turn.

you awaken to the door opening, it’s still awfully dark out but you force yourself out of bed to greet your boyfriend.

rafe’s cologne intoxicates all of your senses as you hold him and take in his scent, the lump in your throat getting heavier. tears fall down your cheeks as you leave chaste kisses on his forehead.

“missed you so much, it’s so late now” you whisper, voice breaking.

he’s slightly taken aback by this, but he knows you’re emotional so it’s nothing he’s not used to by now.

“shit baby, was just a few hours…” he chuckles, raising an eyebrow as he takes in the way your nightgown rides up and hangs low at the neckline. “what’s wrong, you need somethin’?” his tone becoming more playful as he becomes aware of what’s really going on.

your lip quivers as you look up at him, pouting as he wipes your tears. “jus’ want you” you whine, barely audibly.

“cryin’ cause you’re horny? god, didn’t think it was that bad” he mocks in disbelief, large hands resting on your hips as he backs you up towards the bed, lightly pushing you down.

the feel of his slightly chapped lips against your warm plush ones sends butterflies straight to your core. you struggle to remove his pants as you claw at the zipper, amusing him even further.

“slow down, m’not goin anywhere baby” he smirks as he swats your hand away, getting rid of his own pants, followed by your thin nightgown.

you’re barely on all fours, your upper body immobile as rafe pushes himself into you, tight walls pulling him impossibly deeper. his large hand rests on your back, pushing you down and keeping you still. regardless, you find it hard to keep still because he’s just so big, tip abusing your poor cervix, causing you to cry out. you’re suddenly on your back, strong arms using your shoulders as leverage as he looks down at you, his coarse thumb wipes a tear off of your flushed cheek.

“wanted it real bad didn’t you?” he says, tone dripping with faux sympathy

you’re too fucked out to respond.. he pulls you up slightly by the neck, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.

“didn’t you?” he repeats, his thrusts becoming sloppier

“yes- fuck rafe- yes, you’re the only one that can make me feel good” your voice trembling as you tell him exactly what he wants to hear

“good, keep talking, wanna hear your voice”

[6esiree]

I always love to imagine that whenever human Alastor has had a long day, he loves coming to your shared home and fucking the absolute shit out of you 😍

Imagine Human Alastor…

• Making his presence known by slamming the front door shut, the wooden foundation of your shared home slightly shaking from the forcefulness of the act. You’re frightened at first, but when you realize it’s just your husband, you calm down and resume dinner, completely oblivious to what he has in store for you.

• Rushing towards the kitchen, the floorboards creaking underneath his hurried footsteps. You put down your knife and turn around to greet him with a ‘Hello, sweetheart!’ but then he snatches your arm, a yelp escaping your throat as he pushes you down face-first onto the dining table, your cheek squashed against the tablecloth.

• Swiftly flipping your skirt up and yanking your panties down to your feet, one strong hand binding your wrists together behind your back, the other desperately unfastening his pants. ‘Al, did something happen?’ You try to ask, concerned, but then he prods at your entrance with the head of his cock, eliciting a moan from you.

• Slowly pushing past your folds, your eyes fluttering shut and your mouth falling open with a cry as he stretches you, your cunt clamping around him. He barely gives you time to adjust, pulling out completely and slamming back into you with a strangled groan. ‘Long day,’ He eventually admits through gritted teeth.

• Encouraging you to lift your leg up over on the table, putting your cunt on full display for him. ‘Suck,’ He demands as he leans over your body, placing two fingers against your lips. You obediently comply, opening your mouth and sucking them eagerly. ‘Good girl,’ He sighs, staring at you with raw, utter adoration.

• Reaching down with his saliva-coated fingers to massage your neglected clit, so swollen and sensitive, his brows knitting in concentration as he angles his hips a certain way and abuses your g-spot at an unforgiving pace. ‘Wait, Al, no!’ You gasp, trying to free your arms, but he only chuckles and tightens his grip on your wrists.

• Watching in gratification as your mouth falls open in a series of desperate pleas, your body helplessly writhing underneath him and your cunt convulsing around his cock. ‘Oh, darling, look at the mess you’re making,’ He groans, the sight of liquid cascading down your trembling thighs bringing him closer to the edge.

• Letting up on you only till he’s finished, burying himself deep into you, emptying his load and assuring that not a single drop goes wasted. When he pulls out, he even gathers whatever tries to escape and pushes it back into your entrance with his fingers. ‘There we go,’ He hums, affectionately patting your wet, puffy cunt, making you jump.

• Helping you put your panties back on, savoring the way you stand stiffly before him afterwards, his cum uncomfortably pooling in between your legs. ‘You’ll make a great mother,’ He says nonchalantly, grabbing your chin and leaning down, craning his neck to place a tender kiss on your lips. You just stand there, stunned.

[uhohdad]

loser könig ‘comforting’ reader after she had a bad breakup/failed date…

(18+) Loser!König x Heartbroken!Reader

WARNING: MANIPULATIVE & COERCIVE BEHAVIOR

Loser!König’s brows are creased in sympathy, cooing reassurances in a soft, compassionate tone - but he truly could not be happier. He has to bite back the smile just begging to make the muscles in his face sore.

Loser!König hated your boyfriend anyway, such an arrogant jerk he was. König would treat you so much better, he would never make you cry. You can’t see it now, but you’re much better off.

Loser!König doesn’t dare miss his opportunity to touch you, rubbing your back soothingly as you cry, his hands dipping lower than they should on each descent of his gentle traces.

Loser!König’s cock is straining against his pants, and he can hardly bring himself to feel ashamed about it. The sound of your stuttered sobs and the sight of tears streaming down your face has his cock at full attention, a bead of arousal forming at the tip and threatening to stain his underwear.

Loser!König scoots closer to you, pressing his thigh to yours as he slings his arm over your shoulders, pulling you into his chest.

Loser!König sinks his teeth into his bottom lip, holding back a needy groan when your palm rests on his chest. He can feel your plush, clothed breasts graze against him with each of your faltered breaths.

Loser!König rests his cheek on the top of your head, eyes lulling as he inhales you. You’re intoxicating, he’s high off the scent of your shampoo and your touch, his cock throbbing with each breath of you he draws.

Loser!König will fix you a drink to make you feel better. Loosen you up a little. You’re so weak and vulnerable right now, he’s hoping that your ex not only just drove you into his arms, but into his bedroom as well.

Loser!König <3

[nottsangel]

We NEED to start talking about stalker!theodore

WE DO WE DO WE DO !!!!!!!!! i feel like stalker!theo is very similar to joe goldberg— charming, calculated, intelligent and skilled at problem solving. he most likely has a little box in his room, hidden in an open space behind a painting, containing your jewellery, underwear, diary and more of your belongings he has collected over the months.

every once in a while, he slips a handwritten love letter under your door, assuring you that he will always watch over you— that he will take care of you no matter what. and he stands by his words, because every time someone mistreats you, they mysteriously disappear.

although not often, he has made a few mistakes before, such as thoughtlessly writing the love letters in his own handwriting, raising slight suspicions— and even though every other person would get caught right then and there, theo always gets away with it thanks to his charming nature.

and late at night, as you wander through the dark and chilly hallways of hogwarts, you sense an eerie presence trailing behind you, following you every turn you take, causing your heart to beat in your chest. yet you quickly brush it off, convincing yourself that it is simply unwarranted paranoia…

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[tearsofcalamity]

Irl electrical engineer/hobbyist roboticist here who is also down bad for the cyborg cowboy- The level of intimacy of mechanic!reader fixing his internal wiring is OFF THE CHARTS, like, reader having to gently untangle and toy with his wiring while arranging them properly?? All the testing of the sensors that it would take to make him be able to feel again? Reader might as well have to touch every inch of Boothill to make sure that his body is functioning properly. They would quite literally know him inside and out and that makes me FERAL

omfg we got a verifiable ENGINEER here?? everyone GET DOWN

no but fr thank you for this insight this means the world to me . you dont get it . even like non n/sfw wise thats so. LIKE THE LEVEL OF TRUST HE WOULD HAVE TO HAVE IN YOU TO GET IN THERE AND DO ALL THAT? THE LEVEL OF COMPLEXITY AND THE WAY HE'D HAVE TO BE FULLY VULNERABLE?

back to horny thoughts that also sets me off w boothill being so vulnerable when what we've seen from him so far is like cocky, devil-may-care attitude and probably puts that up as a facade (esp after seeing his lightcone poor guy) but him just lightly shaking and you can HEAR how loud he's whirring when you get inside (ha) and really work through his wiring. imagine he overheats and you're like WTF

the testing. The Testing. listen here. that's what really gets me. I can imagine him getting antsy even when you're just starting with his shoulders or his arms, but you move to his neck... his chest... a little lower and he's asking if you really need to touch his artificial dick just to test it out. it's like no, he could totally check himself, but am I gonna tell him that uhhh NO I'm gonna be all "nope absolutely necessary to check. something could go REAL wrong if it's off" make him fistfuck me until his insides are literally letting off steam. I NEED TO HEAR HIM WHIMPER AND SEE HIM CRY!!! sometimes I imagine him purring (like an engine, but hey, if catboys are your thing that too) cause his neck is mechanical too so...........

oh and I'm totally groping on his metal ass and rubbing all over it. im licking it. idc. I'm working doubletime to make his ass extra sensitive idc! I'm a robotfucker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[nanaslutt]

MDNI

transmasc!Gojo standing over you with his legs spread, one heavy hand in your hair and keeping you firmly pressed against his t-dick as you suck him off, running your tongue all over his clit and folds. “yeaaahhh- suck that fucking cock baby fuck-“ he groans, tipping his head back as he pushes his hips against your mouth.

“Right f-fucking there baby keep suckin’ me right there-“ He moans, his legs getting a bit shaky and unsteady as you focus on his fat clit, batting your tongue all over it. He’s rocking his hips against your face, fucking his cock in your mouth, the sensation of your lips around him making his toes curl.

Gojo’s jaw falls open in a silent moan before his teeth clench together and he’s pursing his lips around them like a fucking pornstar, feeling his orgasm start to build up. “Oh shit baby- shiiiit- gonna f-fucking cum in your mouth- ohmygod-“ He groans, looking down at your furrowed eyebrows and unfocused gaze, you look so fucked out, and it’s the last straw he needs before he reaches his high.

Gojo almost loses his balance as his body curles over your head, both his hands grabbing the back of your head to comfort himself as his squirt trickles out from his cunt, leaking down your chin what you can’t lick up. “Nnghhh- t-take it pretty baby- g-good girl fuck!!” he still manages to spit out, despite how whiny and pathetic his voice sounds from how hard he’s cumming.

When you detach your mouth from his clit with an opened mouth, tongue hanging out and a satisfied smile on your face, his wetness smeared all over it, Gojo can’t help but smile back. His whole body is trembling as he crouches down and crashes your lips against his, using the grip he still has on your hair to keep you firmly against him as he licks greedily into your mouth, overwhelming you with his tongue before he pulls back a hairs length and whispers “Think you can take another load?”

[carmenberzattosgf]

u know what i think about ALL THE TIME… carmy being like, REALLY pissed off and truly at the end of his rope while you’re one of his staff members. you guys have been friends for a while with some simmering tension building between you two, but it’s never been fully explored.

the two of you have been fighting all day and it reaches a boiling point where he all but drags you outside (presumably to scream at you some more), but INSTEAD he grabs the back of your neck and bends you over face-first onto some empty pallets behind the restaurant. “you don’t want this, then get up and walk away.” and you’d be mouth open gasping, but STAYING THERE cuz you’re tryna see what happens. after a beat of silence, he pulls your pants down and roughly fucks you right then and there. he’d still be angry, with some terse kind of “you still want to keep running your fucking mouth?” punctuated by sharp, deep thrusts that make you clench your teeth together to avoid screaming 😍🤸 and you’d have to walk back inside on shaking legs a few minutes later trying to pretend that carmy’s cum isn’t dripping down your thighs💕💕

anyway that’s all JDHSKDJSKSK

ANON????? OH MY GOD?????? IM FREAKING OUT OVER THIS??? Like you just put a whole blurb in my ask box I am so honored and flattered???? Expansion on this under the cut!!

Dude dude dude. Yes. So you’ve been working at the bear for a few months now. It’s been months of built up tension between you and Carmy. Carmy knows, and you know it’s more than just a simple friendship between the two of you.

Carmy tries to keep it professional. He really tries. But, his attempts make him more cold and blunt towards you, which culminates in the big fight. It’s over something stupid really, but he gets so fucking pissed because it’s been one thing after another this day. He flips out over you not having a “properly cleaned station”.

“Chef. How many fucking times do I have to tell you to clean up your goddamn station? Look at this shit. It’s a mess.” He yells, pointing to your station.

“Are you being serious right now? I’m in the middle of fucking prep. How the hell am I suppose to keep it clean during prep when I haven’t finished yet-“

Carmen cuts you off in the middle of your sentence. “Syd! Take over y/n’s prep.”

“What the fuck, Carmen?” He doesn’t answer your question, instead he pulls you out of the kitchen by your wrist. Once he gets you out the back door of the restaurant, you expect some kind of explanation for his behavior. “What? Couldn’t yell at me for no reason in front of everyone else?”

Carmy is on you in an instant. His strong hand engulfs the back of your neck, leading you to a stack of empty pallets before bending you over it. He stands behind you, hand still on the back of your neck, but not holding you down anymore. Your mind races, but one thing is clear. Carmy’s hard dick is pressing your ass.

“If you don’t want this, get up and walk away and we’ll pretend this never happened.” He leans down to whisper in your ear. Carmy’s voice is rough, full of desire. Your breathing picks up, but you don’t dare move. Instead, you whine when he rolls his hips against your ass. “Fucking knew you would want me like this. Such a fucking slut aren’t you?”

Carmy wastes no time to pull down your pants and underwear all in one go. You bite your lip, trying not to moan when his fingers run through your folds. “So nasty to be this wet in an alleyway for me where anyone can see.” You should be humiliated. Your boss has you bent over for him in an alleyway, but all you can do is beg for more.

“Please. Please please please.” You cry out, not even quite sure what you’re asking for. You hear the sound of him undoing his belt, and his cock enters you with no warning. He doesn’t go slow, filling you up to the hilt in one quick thrust. You cry out in surprise; he’s bigger than anyone you’ve ever had before. He starts fucking into you a second later, setting a quick pace with his hands digging into your hips. Your fingers dig into the pallets in front of you, desperate to find something to hold onto.

“Fuck- maybe this will teach you to stop running that mouth of yours and listen to me.” He practically moans out, thrusting deep and hard into you. “You need to learn to behave.”

“S-sorry chef. I’ll d-do better.” You feel his movements falter at the title, before he picks back up the pace, hitting even deeper inside of you. You’re already seeing stars, nearing your climax. “C-chef, please I’m so close.”

“Yeah? Going to come for your boss in a filthy alleyway?” One of his hands leaves your hip to touch your clit, rubbing fast circles with his callused fingers. “Go on then. Come around my cock like the slut you are.” He was losing himself too. His voice is rough and thin as he speaks.

It only takes a few more seconds before you come, biting into your hand so you don’t scream. Carmy’s pace falters before you feel him spill into you with a muffled groan.

He pulls out of you promptly without a word, stepping back to put back on his own pants. You stay in the same position, trying to catch your breath.

“Be back at your station in five minutes” Carmen says, walking back into the restaurant. You quickly pull up your pants, trying to ignore the feeling of his cum slowly dripping out of you. You don’t have any spare pants in your locker. You’re going to have to work through the rest of your shift with his cum running out of you and down your thighs.

You swallow your pride and go back inside to your station. Everyone else thinks Carmy just scolded you outside of the restaurant, so no one says a word when you return, taking back over your prep from Sydney.

Yeah let’s just say that’s not the last time Carmen fucks you in the middle of a shift. I’m thinking a nice fuck buddies relationship forms after this hehe.

[hwaflms]

i'm ngl i was reading happy now but fell asleep midway and had the craziest dream abt jaehyun (...pornstar!jh don't ask, but your thoughts are very welcome, if you'd so graciously provide them 🙏), thank you for this blessing of a fic, i'm gonna go back to finishing it :3

UR SO SWEET??? thank you sm i hope you enjoyed it :(

and omg anon ur on to smth with pornstar!jae i NEED to hear abt ur dream hold on……..,

im thinking about pornstar!jae who knows he’s got a huge cock and acts like it too. no one has ever made a single complaint about working with him because he’s just too good at what he does; he knows just how to use his mouth, knows all the right dirty little things to whisper in her ear, never cums first.

pornstar!jae who catches you watching his latest, and is surprised that innocent little you seems to be enjoying watching him fuck a woman senseless on a kitchen counter, blushing as you keep your volume low at sounds of their pleasure.

pornstar!jae who jerked off to the thought for the first time in a long while, picturing your hand stuffed in your panties while you touched yourself to him, wishing it was you underneath him instead. being the little shit he is, he makes a number of allusions to the incident, driving you mad because you’re not sure whether he knows or not.

pornstar!jae who finally confesses he wants to fuck you in the most casual manner, stroking your bright red cheek with a thumb slowly. you can only imagine his surprise when you shyly ask whether you can make a lil movie out of it, all his thoughts shooting straight down to his cock.

pornstar!jae who has you bent over his balcony railing, drilling into you long and hard, a hand slapped over your mouth to not wake the neighbours. he has your dress bunched up over your breasts, watching them jiggle with each hard thrust, positioning you so you’re facing the lens of the camera. he gives you exactly what you wanted and more, and with each coo of “dirty girl” and each slip of his fingers into your mouth, your moans sound even more pornographic than those of the women he fucked on screen. you’ve already come all over his mouth, but he’s absolutely relentless as he slips a hand around you to rub fast circles on to your throbbing clit.

pornstar!jae who downloads and saves the video on to his ‘favourites’ album, knowing that would be the only thing he’d watch for the next couple months. he knows it would do numbers if he posted it but he wants it to be ‘his special lil secret’, even thought you both know there would be more to come.

[boyfriendstevie]

So like can we discuss bf!steve who lives for picnic dates?? Blankets on the grass, lovely weather, feeding each other fruit, your thighs in your sundress, eating you out in the car before dropping you off? ❤️

oh my GODDDD WE ABSOLUTELY CAN. we have to discuss it, actually. oral (f receiving), MDNI!!!

it'd be so fucking sweet. throwing grapes into each other's mouths, feeding the other strawberries, laying on the blankets together, your head on steve's chest while you look at the clouds and point out the weird shapes to each other. soft kisses in the sun. steve is quite literally golden, glowing in the sun, sunglasses perched on his freckled nose. UGH.

and then. before you can head home, he gets you in the backseat of his car, pushes your pretty sundress up to your hips, and spreads your thighs, big hands holding you open as he buries his face between them.

he's eating you out like he's a man starved. sucking and licking in just the right places. he's fucking moaning as he licks broad stripes through your folds, teasing kisses to your clit. you feel hot in every sense of the word; the way steve is very clearly getting off on this, but also in the way your skin sticks to the leather of his car's seats, your face burning as you whine and tangle your fingers in his hair.

"y'got the sweetest pussy, baby," he murmurs against the soft skin of your thigh, "prettiest, too."

his words make you moan, hips pushing toward his face, almost desperately, "steve, fuck-" your words are cut off as his tongue finds your entrance, dipping inside of you, his nose nudging into your clit. pleasure twists in your tummy, and your thighs threaten to close around steve's head, struggling against his strong hold on them.

you're already so fucking close, and then two of his fingers sink into your cunt as he sucks on your clit. it doesn't take long for you to fall apart for him, clenching around his fingers as they fuck in and out of you. it's almost pitiful the way you moan and squirm, back arching off of the seats.

steve doesn't want to seem to stop, fingers and tongue working you through your orgasm, and you have to push at him and wiggle your hips, gasping, "steve, 's too much, 'm sensitive-"

"sorry, sorry," he apologizes, though he doesn't sound all that remorseful, "y'just taste so good, baby. can't get enough of you. and you sound so pretty when you cum." and then, as if to prove his point, he brings his hand to his mouth, licking his fingers clean of your slick.

you're still panting as you try to catch your breath, and if you weren't already so hot, you know you'd be flushed at his action, "christ, steve."

and then, not long later when he drops you off at home, he gives you a sweet kiss goodbye. you can definitely still taste yourself on his lips.

[poisonedprose]

hii i saw that thing about you guys being ashamed about thinking of leon using a knife on you and then you said “i am even more ashamed to admit how many times ive almost written this”

please you literally need to write something like oh my god the way you write stuff is amazing and im sure that if you did write something like that it would be so good and sheet grabbing even if it’s something short 𖦹☆

₊˚✧ slice — in which leon fucks you with his knife after work

leon kennedy x afab!reader

warnings: 1k words, smut, @spideychai i know you dont read much smut but it only felt right to tag you, inspired by this post, pet names (princess, love, good girl, slut), curse words, pwp, kinda ooc, bit of sadism, bit of dacryphilia, bondage, leons a tiny but drunk, (bloody) knife obvi, mentions of killing, sir kink

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Leon had a habit of taking his pent up anger and stress out on you. He would fuck you dumb with his fingers until you were sobbing and begging for his cock to fill you up. He loved the way you bucked your hips with your wrists tied to the bedpost, just aching to feel his hard cock throb against the walls of your dripping cunt. He loved when your mind went all hazy when he shoved his whole length in your cunt without warning, chuckling sadistically at the way you almost came the second you felt his thick cock.

This time was different though. He came home from work angrier than you've ever seen him. He didn't even greet you as he walked past you, just heading straight to the fridge and pulling out an ice cold beer. He practically chugged the bottle, leaving the empty, save for a few drops, bottle on the counter before finally acknowledging you. "Bedroom. Now." He ordered and you'd be an idiot not to comply. 

He grabbed another beer before following you into the bedroom, watching your ass as you walked. You sat on the bed without having to be told, he sipped on his beer as he thought about what he wanted to do to you. The smirk on your face told you, you wouldn’t be getting off easy tonight. He stood in front of you as you sat on the bed. 

He looked down on you, his gaze was almost condescending but, fuck, his lustful eyes were too gorgeous to ignore. His gloved hand caressed your cheek, sliding down your face to hold your chin, his bottle of beer still in his other hand. He takes a sip, his gaze immediately falls back on you after he does. "You know the drill." He instructs in a raspy voice, lust mixed with alcohol was always a sexy combination for him, especially when he didn't change out of his work uniform or remove any of his gear.

You began to undress per his orders. Your clothes fall into a nice pile on the floor. You lay back on the bed, goosebumps forming on your bare skin and your nipples hardening. He gets on the bed as well, putting his beer on the nightstand. He sat on his knees as he hovered above you, one of his knees between your legs, dangerously close to your cunt. He brushes some of your hair out of your face as he lightly drags his fingers over your clit.

His fingers were slow as they caress your puffy clit. Quiet moans left your sultry lips. You waited for the moment he plunged his thick digits into your glistening hole but he never did. There was a devilish smirk on Leon's face, he was plotting something. He pulls his fingers away from your clit, dragging them up your body, leaving a trail of your slick up your body. His fingers land at your mouth, silently, he instructs you to suck. His knee replaces his fingers, pushing up into you to keep you wet for him.

You swirl your tongue around his fingers wishing it was his cock. He smiles at your obedience, pulling his fingers out of your mouth and giving you a praiseful kiss on your cheek. He was eerily quiet but the mystery was what excited you the most. He reaches to his chest, grabbing his knife out of its holster. The blade of the knife was covered in blood. Something about seeing Leon holding his knife that was probably used to kill countless enemies, even still being covered in blood, excited you and terrified you at the same time.

He wipes the blade on his dark blue shirt, the staining not very noticeable. "Open your legs, princess." His voice was softer than it was before, basically telling you there was still time to back out. You opened your legs wider with no hesitation, enjoying the switch up of the normal routine. He leans over and spits on your cunt, rubbing the liquid all over your pussy for more lubrication. 

You gasp when you feel the cold handle of his knife run between your folds. You grip the sheets between your fingers as he teases your entrance. Your hips buck and he's quick to hold your hips down with his other hand. "Leon..." You whine breathlessly to which his smirk widens. "Yes, my love? Is something wrong?" He asks cockily as he continues to tease you.

You whine again, knowing he was deliberately fucking with you but the new, foreign feeling felt too good to risk, so you just stayed quiet. "Yeah, gonna be quiet like a good girl?" He leans over and whispers in your ear, followed by kissing your neck. You nod, keeping quiet beside your moans as he finally stops teasing you and slides the handle of the knife into your soaked cunt. 

He leans back and watches your face contort in pleasure and your back arch as you shove your head into the pillow beneath you. "Oh, fuck," He chuckles lowly, his laugh full of breath. "Look at you." He praises, watching with an amused smile. "This feel good, slut? Hm?" You nod incoherently as you push yourself deeper into his knife. "Yeah, bet it does." His free hand rubs over your abdomen before his thumb starts rubbing fast circles on your clit. 

"Bet my cock would feel even better? Wouldn't it, love?" He smirks and for a split second, you actually believe he might not tease you all night as you approach your orgasm. "Yes, yes, yes!" You moan like a pornstar, embarrassingly close to your release. "That's too bad." He chuckles quietly as he stops all pleasure, removing his thumb from your clit and pulling the knife away from you. 

You whine, disappointed that he was denying your orgasm. "Be a good girl and I'll go easy on you." He promises in a sinful tone as he drags the blade of the knife across your boobs. "Got it?" He asks, still fiddling with the knife that’s being dragged all over your body. "G-Got it, sir."

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[jenoslutie]

this (https://www.instagram.com/reel/C0EomY7R0NN/?igshid=ODhhZWM5NmIwOQ==) is just SO jeno

DUDE!!!?!?!?!?!

cuddling on the couch with jeno and just talking about your days and he's just got a his hand between your thighs (he says it was to warm up but its jeno you know its not to warm up) but by the end of you talking about your day hes suddenly slipping your pyjama shorts to the side and slowly rubbing at your clit while paying full attention to what you're saying about your day. he'd listen to every detail including the way you drag out your sentences more, your voice gets whiner and as he slips a finger inside you, you end up forgetting about what you were saying in the first place. only focused on the way his fingers feel inside you and how jeno's whispering sweet praises in your ear meanwhile encouraging you to continue talking about your day knowing damn well you're not thinking about anything other than him and how good he's making you feel right now.

[uhohdad]

Hiii! I love your writing! (Your one of my favourite writers here!) I have a thought. Like what if Konig falls in love without realising he's in love, like he catches feelings for the reader and he just doesn't pay attention to those feelings until it gets too out of hand? And he's like "oh no"

Also hope you had a good day today! Don't forget to eat and drink plenty, and that your lived and cared about! 🥰

König x Reader

He probably should have seen this coming. The signs were so obvious, they might as well have been neon and flashing, but he had an excuse for every little thing, because König isn’t supposed to fall in love. He’s too damaged, carries so much baggage that even his strong shoulders threaten to falter under the pressure.

It’s been awhile since he had a friend. He was good at keeping people at a large arm’s length, but you, you just had this way of worming into people’s lives and rooting yourself there. How was he supposed to deny your charm, your wit, your magnetic personality?

He’d thought he’d just forgotten what it was like to have a friend, that he hadn’t realized how much he longed for platonic connection. It explained why he found himself replaying your conversations in his head, making him laugh even when you were apart.

Because that’s what friends do, right? Think of each other?

Late at night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep because your smile beams brightly behind his eyelids and the sound of your voice floods his thoughts.

This is what friends do.

It explained why he took time out of his schedule to ensure he bumped into you, why his head perked up when you stepped into the room, why the heavens shined a spotlight on you even if there was a crowd of people around.

It explains why he tries so hard to make you laugh, why he feels warm whenever you touch him, it’s why he daydreams about the next time you’ll touch him.

This is what friends do.

It’s why his cheeks flush rosen, his heart beats twice as fast, his otherwise sturdy hands adopt a shake.

It’s why he keeps imagining what it would be like to wrap his strong arms around you, burying his face into your shirt after a long day, cuddling you like you’re his teddy bear.

It’s why his gaze lingers on your soft lips, why his strong hands grab you by the shoulders, why he pinches his eyes shut and presses his lips to yours with no room for thought or argument.

Oh, no.

This is not what friends do.

♡ gentle!konig ♡

[jesuistrestriste]

hello!! first off, love your writing! thank you for keeping my challengers obsession fed all day, everyday. i haven’t stopped thinking about this film since i saw it…

second, my thoughts with art are that he LOVES to suck your thumb. it just soothes his brain. when you’re sucking him off or fucking him with a strap, or even just sleeping, he needs your thumb in his mouth. sucks it like the needy puppy he is, so desperate to teeth and use his mouth. major oral fixation and puppy headspace switch for him:3

hai!! :x

thank you so much first and foremost oh my gosh <333

also yes yes yes. i totally agree + my brain is now crumbling with these thoughts.

art is SUCH a filthy sweet lil puppy boy. needs to suck or chew on something whenever accessible/available. your panties, your neck, your soft flesh, your lip, your thumb.

just murmuring around it happily and sloppily while his spit pools around it in his warm mouth, letting you touch/lick/fuck him while he does this :,) it makes him so happy <3

whenever he’s got your digit caught gently between his lips and teeth, suckling, his brain can just totally shut down. sure, he gets a lil incoherent, but he’s showing you that he’s comfortable being vulnerable around you. it’s the equivalent of a wild animal showing you its belly; he’s showing you his soft, tender parts + trusting you to love him anyways.

he’s trusting you to take care of him.

he’s so precious. he always asks for it, no—begs for it, and you always indulge him because if you say no he’ll think ur mad at him or that he did smth wrong:(

gotta indulge the puppy!! he will bite otherwise!!

[daisynik7]

i’ve never done a request before but could you do a smutty reiner drabble ? i’m obsessed with your reiner and how you wrote him . i have been following your work religiously since i first came across rush . you are doing amazing work !!

cw: smut, pure filth - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Author’s Note: First of all, you are so so sweet anon!! You have no idea how much I appreciate you, this put the BIGGEST smile on my face! Thank you for your support! 😭 Second, THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING REINER SMUT. I hope you like this one! And feel free to send me MORE requests, I LOVE THEM! ♥️

Imagine Reiner begging for your orgasm. Whining, whimpering, and moaning for you to come all over his cock while you grind your ass back and forth on his lap, riding him. Hands gripped at your waist, sweat rolling down his forehead. Thrusting his hips up to pound that pretty pussy while you rub your swollen clit between slippery fingers.

“Oh fuck, baby. That’s it. Take this fucking dick,” he huffs, watching his cock disappear inside you. “Come for me. Please, princess. Make a fucking mess.”

You bounce on him faster, so close to your third orgasm of the night. Before this, you were on all fours, him behind you, pumping his veiny shaft in and out of your throbbing slit, coaxing every drop of your cum. And prior to that, he had your thighs spread wide, legs dangling off the edge of the bed, slobbering on your aching clit until his fingers became coated in your creamy arousal. 

He wants to come so bad. But, more than anything, he wants you to come. To make you climax at least three times tonight; four, five, or six, if you let him. Nothing gives him more pleasure than pushing his needy fucking slut past the edge over and over again. Until your pussy is squeezing him so tight, swallowing his entire cock whole. Until you’re drooling at both corners of your lips, tongue lolling out from your mouth, eyes half-shut with ecstasy. The same, cute expression you always give him whenever you’re getting railed so fucking good. 

Of course, he always gets what he wants. You become his obedient little plaything as soon as he touches you. Bending in every way he wants you to, accepting all that he gives you without a second thought. His fingers in your mouth, the tip of his cock hitting that sweet spot relentlessly, hands squeezed firmly around your ass. 

When he finally can’t hold it in anymore, he lifts you off to pull you up to his face, smothering himself in that gushing pussy as he strokes himself feverishly. Tonight, he wants to finish like this, drowning in your juices, teasing one last orgasm out of you while he spills his load onto his stomach. 

And, like you said, he always gets what he wants.  

[melobin]

but now u have write it for jay. for ur own sake!!!!!!!!!

jay .. comforting words whilst fucking you .. i’m dizzy :(

he’d be so disgustingly sweet to you whilst splitting you in half with his cock, he’d know how much he stretches and how you struggle to take all of him. you always get so whiny and teary eyed when he fills you up all the way, always babbling about how good it feels, none of your sentences making sense because you can’t get your words out properly. too busy stuttering and moaning for him. he’d fuck you so good whilst holding your cheek with his hand, his eyes so dark yet so soft… “shhh baby, it feels good doesn’t it? i know it does baby it’s okay, i know you can take it, always so good at taking my cock” tone of voice so gentle, such a contrast to how rough he’s fucking you :(