#im so close to ripping my shirt open

[hatelangdon]

Finding a x reader hurt/comfort/sickfic and then realizing the reader is the one being comforted...

[nanivinsmoke]

Forbidden Fruit

Toji x F!Reader

okay okay i know i just wrote something about toji recently but got this man is on my mind… this might be pretty short.

summary : can’t help but to taste what’s not yours.

warnings : small age gap, reader is in her late 20s and toji is in his late 30s, sexting, phone sex, cheating (toji is married to your sister), cream pies, mentions of breeding, & some anal. nickname: daddy, mama princess….

you couldn’t help yourself each time he came around and neither could he. what started off as small as flirting, quickly turned into something more serious.

sneaking away to see you even though he was married to your sister? it was wrong. he knew it and you knew it too. but, who gave a damn? your sister wasn’t a good person either.

you saw this as her karma for her breaking up your past relationships. fucking and flirting each of your ex-boyfriends and telling you that they were “no good for you anyways” as her reasoning.

the affair between you started the day they got married. as you sat in your hotel room, your phone chimed and it was a message from him telling you that he couldn’t keep his fucking eyes off you, no matter how hard he tried. the text followed with a picture of his boner behind his black boxers.

you couldn’t believe it when your first saw the message. you spent a good thirty minutes contemplating what should you do before you responded with a picture of your hard nipples, poking through your t-shirt you were sleeping in.

during his entire honeymoon, toji spent it sexting you. the both of you sending pictures and videos back and forth to each other, building up the temptation and excitement. the last day of their trip, he called you while your sister was asleep; voice raspy and sexy. he told you how they didn’t have sex this whole time they were away and that he needed some help to relieve the strain in his pants.

smiling, you sat on the edge of your kitchen counter and began teasing your nipples the more he talked. the more you pinched and listened to his voice, the hornier you became and before you knew it; you were two fingers deep in your dripping wet cunt.

“soo wet for you—fuck im cumming~” you breathed into the phone as your creamed right there on your counter top, putting the phone on speaker so he can hear everything. he was right behind you on the other end, grunting and moaning out your name; shooting a thick load out onto his hand. a few seconds later he sent you a picture of his cum filled hand, begging for you to come help him clean it up.

when he finally returned from his honeymoon he immediately hit you up, wanting to come and see you. he told you that your sister wanted to visit your parents for a week, which meant he wanted to be with you for that week as well. so, you spent the early hours of the day getting ready for his arrival.

fridge was stocked with food and drinks. you went shopping, picking out lingerie you thought he might like, but you know once he sees you in it; he’ll be ripping it off in a heartbeat. you thought about cooking for him, but decided against it because you aren’t his wife. instead you ordered takeout for the both of you.

you were wearing nothing but a tight fitting t-shirt and your panties, watching reruns of your favorite show; when you heard your doorbell ring, followed by a knock. clicking the television off, you got up from your spot on the couch and walked over to your front door. after checking the peephole, you opened the door and immediately pull him in a kiss.

your plump lips melting on his, kissing him like it was the last time you ever will. and when you parted from him, a trail of salvia followed after you which you happily licked up. “damn mama, missed me that much?” toji chortled, closing the door behind him and handing you the brown paper bag he had in his hand.

“hungry? there’s food in the kitchen” you told him, looking in the paper bag as you walked. he had two bottles of wine and a box of condoms. “condoms? we won’t be needing those.” turning around to look at him, he raised an eyebrow and chuckled. oh, he was going to have way too much fun with you.

he grabbed the bag out of your hand and sat it on a near by coffee table, before grabbing your hand and leading you to your plush brown couch. pulling you down on his lap as he sat, his huge hands rubbing your ass that wasn’t hidden by your panties. “not hungry, hm?”

“not for food” he said lowly, hand tugging at your panties; his forest colored eyes darkening by the moment. your body got all warm and the middle of your underwear started to dampen. “don’t worry baby, I’ve got something to satisfy your hunger~” your words fueled him and his lips pressed on your’s as he pressed you down on his crotch hard, his boner poking you through his dark grey sweatpants.

his lips moved from yours to side of your neck, kissing and licking on it; finding the sweet spot immediately. moans and whimpers falling out of your mouth, your arousal building by the second. you rolled your hips against his clothed cock, your slick seeping out and onto his pants. his hands gripped the hell out of your cheeks, halting your movements before he pulled away from your sweet neck. a whine escaped your lips and you looked at him with a pout.

“calm down, princess. this couch is way too small for me to fuck you the way i want to” the older male said, a smirk printed on his tan face—his scar rising when he does. it took everything in you not to pounce on him, getting up from his lap your face flushed with embarrassment when you saw the wet spot you left on him. his smirk deepened when he caught your gaze. he grabbed your hand and you led him to your bedroom, where your king sized bed sat.

wasting no time, he attacks your body again with lust fueled kisses—both of your clothes being tossed on the bed one by one. his big hands gripping your ass, spreading them apart while his cock pokes you in the front. your slick had made its way down to your ass cheeks, which he felt as teased your aching hole from the back. “toji~!” you whined, spreading your legs further apart; letting him tease you some more.

his scarred lip turned up into a smirk again, thick digit pushing its way inside of you, “please, just fuck me already~.” with one swift movement you were no longer touching the floor, instead you were in the air, his arms underneath your thighs holding you up. reaching under, you angled his girthy cock to your wet folds—rubbing your slick on it before pushing the fat mushroom tip inside of you.

wincing at the pain that came with it, you leaned closer towards his bare, sculpted chest, gripping at his shoulder blades. “you can take it~” he coached, wiggling his hips so his cock could move around in your tight canal—letting you get used to it.

“so fucking good—shhhittt, right there” your cries of pleasure echoed in his ear, the minute you got used to him and his pace increased. his balls slapped your cunt, getting coated in your wetness which drove you crazy. the more he moved the more his cock drove you crazy. if you new how good this would’ve felt, you would’ve fucked him a long time ago, way before he got married to your sister.

toji’s hands moved to your ass, squeezing the fat together—his stroke deepening with each thrust. the way he filled you up in each stroke made small drips of fluid leak from your cunt. “squirting already? pussy’s too fucking good~” hearing you whimper and mewl ignited something in him, his dick pushing into you harder and deeper than the last. you was sure your pussy would be stretched and sore when he got done with you.

the feeling of your walls clench rapidly around him made him go insane. “you’re gonna cum for me, daddy? please. please. please, i want your cum so bad” you babbled, tugging at his hair, your own orgasm approaching.

his green eyes stayed locked on yours, lidded and blank—his hips slamming into yours. “cumming—fuckkkkk” his load shot out in thick ropes, filling your pussy up to the brim. you let out a loud moan and nibbled at his ear lobe, cumming all over his cock.

———

‘PLAP. PLAP. PLAP. PLAP’

the juicy sound of your ass clapping against his bare pelvis echoed in the room as he drilled you from the back. being that his wife wasn’t fucking him he was so pent up that his balls were still aching for another release.

you had never been fucked like this either. the way he made your pussy his, left you in awe. you were falling in love with him and his dick. and although he was with someone else, you were his and he was yours.

hearing his phone vibrate and ring, he reached over to his sweatpants that was tossed on the bed; he pulled out his phone and answered it once he saw the name that popped up. “hey honey? how’s your parents?” he spoke, greeting his wife; your sister while continuing to fuck your cunt sloppy.

you must’ve clenched around him a little to tightly because he sent a hard slap to your ass, making you moan into the mattress. the thought of you being caught fucking someone else’s husband only made you hornier. you swiftly reached underneath you and began to fondle his balls, earning a deep breath from him.

“nothing, just watching a movie. huh…miss you too” he looked down at you when you turned you head at him, smirking while you continued to massage him. toji looked down at your ass and at your puckering hole, smiling wickedly when your eyes widened once his finger prodded at it. “wait baby—nghhh~”

his thick digit sat curled in your hole, moving it around each time he dug himself deeper inside you. “uh huh. yes i love you too, bye” he tossed his phone somewhere on the floor, one large hand on your hip, pounding you deep into your soft mattress. he groaned at the tight sensation that engulfed his cock, so fucking wet—just for him.

“breed this little cunt, yeah? make you swollen with my babies~”

“cumming. im cumming so hard for you daddy”

with two more hard pumps, his dick twitched inside of you and he emptied his balls out; draining him completely with your orgasm following. your body shook and spasmed, whispering his name as you rode out the intensity of your orgasm. pulling out of you once he was sure every last drop was inside, he pulled your body close to his and pulled up the covers.

“there’s a possibility i might get pregnant. what if she finds out?”

“i know. and i meant every word I said, im going to breed you until your swollen with my babies” He started, leaning on his hand to look at you with that sexy, yet dangerous smirk.

“and that won’t happen. this will be our little secret”

[tojisun]

i would loveeee to see what was like the first time simon and reader were like.. together uhum fucked…. like after they went out of the bar that they met at, yk what i mean??? my english is shit im so sorry but i loveeee how you write simon, soft and full of love 😫💞

HI ANON OMG ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE THIS ASK!! im so sorry for how late im replying :(( and no omg ur english is good, pls dont apologize for it ^v^ and thank u so so much ahhhhh <33

prev (context of the ask) // biker!simon mlist

!! smut - minors dni; praises (might be a kink but its def just simon being in luv); purity kink n dumbification but only if u squint hard; unrealistic sex (cervix penetration); female reader

simon parks the car – johnny’s old dodge; fixed it up using scraps from the shop – in front of his place, silent as he listens to you breathe. you’ve been shivering since the entire ride, quiet puffs of your breath only breaking through when simon’s playlist lapses into silence.

he’s been eyeing you from the corners of his eyes ever since you two left the bar, watching as you played with the loose thread on your sweater, eyes darting between him and the expansive road. he licks the back of his teeth, unclenching his jaw to speak, only, you beat him to it.

“wanna kiss you,” you say, so soft that it almost gets drowned by the rising crescendo of the guitar rift rumbling from the speakers.

simon’s breath hitches, the grip he has on the steering wheel tightening, and he turns as you do, your shy gaze trailing from his fists to his eyes. there’s a spark somewhere there, an instant shift that has simon changing his gait, body rippling and before he knows it, he’s reaching out towards you.

you meet him halfway, body getting jostled until you freeze when the seatbelt snaps. simon takes over, reassuring as he brushes your hair away from your face, sure fingers trailing to click at the holster so that he can finally tug you close.

you clamber to his lap with his help, trembling legs going over the cup holders before settling on top of him, mindful of the horn. simon catches you anyway, big hands spanning your back, ghosting touches along your spine.

he feels your back quiver as you breathe in, memorizing the way you feel in his touch, on his lap, emitting warmth that tickles his skin. he stares at you for a moment, letting his heartbeat settle. then, he presses forward to catch your lips.

you gasp his name, a soft little thing that makes his lungs constrict. he holds you close, steadies you on top of him, slotting his lips easily against your own. your fingers fist his shirt, bundling the fabric tight, and simon groans when you melt on top of him, a pleasured sigh filtering through, splintering into the air, before being devoured by simon’s greed.

he nips at your lips, his tongue slick as it slide against yours, and it’s all too warm, too feverish, too good. and all parts not enough.

the clack of teeth echo in his ears, ringing so loudly, ripping him into needy shreds. you two separate with a whimper. simon blinks his eyes open, catching the way you chase his lips, your own throbbing and wet and plump.

“shit, baby,” he whispers and dives into you again, unable to stop himself.

smaller hands rove over his body, rubbing from his elbows to grip his shoulders, and settling atop his head to fist the strands of his hair. he growls at the first pull and it leaves you putty in his arms, swaying your hips like molten caramel – languid and tantalizing.

he needs more. desperately.

he breaks the kiss again, nuzzling his nose on yours in apology when you whined, and murmurs, “wanna take this inside?”

simon hears the ragged drag of your breath and feels the jostling of your head as you nod.

he hums. “use y’r words, sweetheart.”

“please,” you reply instantly. “i want to. take this inside, i mean.”

simon presses a quick kiss on your lips as a reward. “of course,” he says, gentle as he tugs you closer to him. “let me take care of you, yeah?”

-

you hiccup at the first slide of his cock, gentle and tentative as it strokes past the fluttering lips of your dripping pussy, and presses in between your plush walls. you cry, burying your head on the pillows, feeling full even when simon’s cock isn’t even fully in yet.

the bulbed head breaches further, carving out space for his thickness, and you go taut, breathing raggedly, tongue dry and wet at the same time. distantly, you hear simon curse, lilted litanies of your name spilling from gritted teeth.

you feel your heart beat in staccato, pounding within the cages of your ribs at the realization that he’s feeling the same way – devoured by the intensity of your bodies matching up. you push your hips back to him, eating up more of his length, and simon’s hold on your waist gains strength, stopping you from moving any more.

it’s not like you can, not with the way your arms snap underneath the weight of your body and pleasure, and you tip into the sheets, a cry spilling from your lips. simon pauses, one of his hands leaving your waist to let his warm palm glide along your back. his touch tickles the ridges of your shoulder blades before he presses down on the valley along your spine.

he’s everywhere, it seems – deep in you, warm against your back. you don’t know what it is but it makes you sob, crashing desire razing from the base of your neck to the tips of your toes.

“shh, my love,” simon whispers, his voice ragged and thick with his own desire. “y’r doin’ so amazing for me. so beautiful. so delicate.”

you whimper, tilting your head to the side as you gasp in a breath. you try to reply but your tongue feels so heavy and your mind is blank. it is only filled with a deafening static and simon.

simonsimonsimon.

it’s all so much. it’s still not enough. it’s a miasma of carnality – ever so expanding now that you’ve got a taste of it.

simon kisses the back of your head. “can y’take all of it f’r me?”

all of it? all of him?

he’s not- he’s not fully in yet?

you garble a reply, a mix of yes and please and simon’s name. simon, in return, peppers kisses on your back and murmured words on the trembling rise of where your lungs are. he holds you again, his hands leaving your waist to wrap your fists with his warm touch instead, and it makes you swoon, unintelligible cooing noises tumbling from your lips and into the space between.

the moment simon sinks himself deep, his pelvis hitting the flesh of your ass, you keen, drawn out and long. tears trickle from your eyes and drool spill from the corner of your lips, staining his pillow. but it doesn’t matter because simon, big and filling simon, ruts his hips once, twice, three times, before he’s pulling out again.

“si-!” his name dies on your tongue when simon snaps his hips back, his cock sliding into your pussy and breaching your tight walls again. you scream, a broken cry of your pleasure ripping itself from your throat.

simon doesn’t let up, doesn’t stop – why would he? it feels so good!

sogoodsogoodsogood!

“so tight f’r me,” you hear him rumble, his lips close to your ear. he sounds so drunk in his pleasure. so drunk in you. “so good, lovie.”

“feel where i am hittin’?” he thrusts in harder, kissing somewhere deep, the thick head snug in your cunt. “feel me ‘ere?”

simon punches in his cock again, the weight of his balls slapping against your cunt, and you realize. god you realize what it is he’s hitting.

you squeal, slick gushing along the length of his cock, pooling along the wet lips of your pussy, slicking you two even more.

“yeah,” simon laughs, nipping along your neck. “s’your cervix, isn’t it, love?” he ruts his cock deep again when he says this, exchanging his fast thrusts for slow humping, making you feel every inch. every press.

you sob, nodding because yes, yes it is!

simon croons, nosing along your hair, breathing you in. “y’r takin’ me so well. takin’ me so greedily. y’r so precious, lovie. so perfect, so beautiful.”

his words slur together as he gets lost to his own pleasure, sinking into the euphoria engulfing him. you moan, choked squeals of his name lolling out of your babbling mouth. you feel untethered. floaty. you feel so full and so stuffed, your belly fluttering at every deep kiss of simon’s cock.

you feel so-

“simon! si- ah!- si! si!”

the spray of your squirt falls on your unhearing ears, a stuttering white buzz that fills your mind muffling everything that isn’t simon’s cock and your pleasure. simon curses from behind you, his face falling to the crook of your neck again, shaking as he fucks you harder and faster, sporadic thrusts turning into shallow pumps as he chases his own peaking pleasure.

and you take it. you take it like the good girl he told you that you are, limp and overstimulated, because simonsimonsimon.

-

from: soap (02:13)

> so i dropped off your bike :D

> may have heard you fucking your date.

> how are your neighbours not calling to complain?

to: soap (06:23)

remind me to block your number. <

WHEW!! not my best work :(( but i enjoyed writing this holy shit??

tagging: @babygirl-riley @teehee-47 @comeonatmebruh

[parkerluvsu]

the song “diet pepsi” by addison rae is lowkey my guilty pleasure 😔 but maybe you can write something with art inspired by the lyrics :3

“when we drive in your car, i’m your baby/ losing all my innocence in the backseat”

diet pepsi (art donaldson x fem! reader)

my boys a winner, he loves the game/my lips reflect off his cross-gold chain

youre not ashamed, you know art can see you leaning forward in your seat, even wearing sunglasses he can tell that your eyes linger on his v-line when he lifts up his shirt to wipe his face. he doesn't mind it though, how could he complain about his gorgeous girlfriend oogling him from the stands. arts head always whips toward you when he wins, looking for a wide smile on your face. the moment he steps off the court you're jumping into his arms, letting him twirl you around and kiss you passionately, letting the adrenaline do the talking for him.

i like the way he's telling me/my ass looks good in these ripped blue jeans

arts a sucker for you. if anyone asked him what his weakness is he'd respond quickly with "my girlfriend". you always have to hold back your giggles when his mouth drops open as you step out of your apartment for your date, the fabric of your blue jeans hugging your curves just right. he snaps out of his stupor to open the car door for you, placing his usual hand on your thigh as he drives. before you enter the restaurant he'd chosen for your date, he leans down to whisper in your ear " your ass looks good in those jeans"

my cheeks are red like berries in spring/bodies a work of art you'd diet to see

you blush, your face heating up as you sit down at your table for dinner, the red of your cheeks visible even in the low light of the restaurant. art almost doesn't even have the mental capacity to order food, his eyes stuck on the way your skin glimmers from the candlelight, longing to reach out and touch you.

untouched, xo/young lust, lets- (ah)

most people would make fun of art for how hard he's fallen for you, saying that he doesn't know what love is, he's only in his first year of college, but he disagrees, the love he feels for you rivals anything he's ever seen in a romance movie. you bring him back to reality by holding his hand over the table, squeezing it lightly. "you wanna get out of here?" art asks, and you giggle, sensing his eagerness to be near you once again, not seperated by a stupid dinner table. art pays for the meal, leading you out of the restaurant with a hand on the small of your back.

when we drive in your car, im your baby (so sweet)/losing all my innocence in the backseat

the parking lot is empty when you get there, thank goodness, although you doubt that anyone could see in through the foggy windows, but they could probably tell what was going on by the rocking of the car. arts hips pressed against yours, his feet planted on the floor of the car, balancing you on his lap. his slender fingers hiking up your dress, the warm palms of his hands pressed against your hips, almost as warm and comforting as his lips on yours. your head tips back onto the headrest, allowing him access to the panes of your neck, the soft skin making him lick his lips in anticipation. he hopes the marks he leaves behind will stay, scaring off admirers so he can keep you all to himself. art almost feels bad, seeing you squeeze your eyes closed in pain when he presses the flared tip of his cock into you. the way you always have a hard time taking him makes him feel like his taking your innocence, like your body is trying to stay pure. nevertheless, he's in love with you, and the way you always suck him right inside, squeezing so tight that it's hard for him to pull out. he's so sweet though, rocking your hips for you, cooing sweet nothings into your ear, encouraging you that no ones gonna see you, the parking lots empty. art would never admit it to himself, he's not a slut like patrick, but he can't deny the twitch of his cock when he thinks that anyone could find you here, and figure out what he was doing, the cute tennis player, always lagging behind his friends and not speaking unless spoken to, is fucking his girlfriend in the backseat of his jeep. when art cums, he makes sure that you pull your panties up right away, "i want to keep being inside you" he says, as if he could feel your pussy while not being inside you, just because his cum is there. when he drops you off at your place, he takes great pride in seeing a drop of white running between your thighs.. maybe he's more like patrick than he thought.. <3

[crimsonbubble]

Mirrored Passion

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, exhibitionism, mirror sex, spanking, praise, creampie *not proofread, just pure horny

[pulling my fucking hair out as I write this] posting this earlier than I said in would bc im not trying to blue ball someone 🙂↕️

Adrenaline was pumping, and it was pumping hard. With each step San took backstage, he can feel his cock strain against his underwear even more. His chest was heaving with laboured breaths as he all but ripped his mic off. He knew you were here, waiting for him.

The dressing room door opened as quickly as it closed, the click of the lock quickly following. You greeted him with a proud smile before you gawked at his appearance. You didn't get any words out before San turned you around, bending you over the vanity table littered with various expensive makeup products.

You stared at his reflection in the mirror; sucking in a breath as sweat slowly dripped down his face, his shirt unbuttoned and crumpled, his eyes sharp and dazed, and his clenched jaw. San met your eyes in the mirror, the dim lighting of the dressing room making his features even sharper, adding a deadly and almost unreadable aura around him.

San was not gentle in tugging your jeans and panties down your thighs. His hands groped your ass roughly, landing a harsh smack on your cheek. You jolted against the table, peering at him over your shoulder. San grabbed your chin, making you face the mirror again. "Don't make me correct you again."

His words only made you wetter, soaking your inner thighs in your arousal. San smacked your ass again, his cock throbbing as you pushed your ass back on him. The sound of his belt loosening made you spread your legs wider. You arched your back further, wiggling your hips as you watched his amused expression in the mirror. San wrapped a hand around himself, pumping his cock a few times before rubbing himself through your folds.

His tip bumped against your clit, making you shudder. San groaned at the wet noises your sloppy pussy made, his restraint depleting by the second. “Spread yourself open for me, baby.” You nearly moaned at his words, reaching back to do as he said. San moaned quietly, entranced by how your pussy clenched around nothing.

San grabbed your hip tightly, pressing his leaking tip against your hole. San smacked your ass again, “You want it, pretty girl?” You furiously nod, watching how his lips curl into a cruel smirk. “Fuck, please Sannie- Want it so bad-” San's eyes nearly rolled back as you cried for him, wasting no time in burying himself to the hilt. Your eyes fluttered as San started with a near punishing pace.

With fast and deep rolls of his hips, you can feel a climax building all too quickly. San kicked your feet apart, spreading your thighs further to bury his cock as deep as your body would allow. San held your eyes in the mirror, deep groans slipping from him as he watched your face shift in pleasure. The lewd squelching of your messy cunt made you flustered, your clit throbbing as San abused your sweet spot.

San dipped his hand between your thighs, playing with your clit in tight circles. “Such a good girl. My good girl.” The praise made your heart and pussy flutter. San huffed out a laugh, smacking your ass harder than before. “Cum for me, sweetheart. Need you to cum for me, please.” San whimpered, his lips swollen from how long he's been biting it. San leaned down against you, his grip on your hips only getting tighter as his cock throbbed.

He kissed up your neck, his breathy moans hitting your ear. You reached a hand up to hold his head, your legs buckling under you as you came undone at the seams. San whined against your neck, pulling your hips back against him. His cock twitched inside you before warmth flooded you. San slowly rocked his hips, his cock pulsing inside your warm cunt. The minutes continued to tick by as you stood there in post orgasmic bliss.

Though a rather harsh banging on the door, made you jolt and whine as San's cock brushed against your walls. “Fuck- Hold on, baby-” San doubled over you, holding you still as he carefully slipped out of you. San moaned again as he watched his cum leak out of you. San quickly pulled your panties and jeans back up for you, patting your ass as you both fixed yourselves.

The boys stood outside the door with exasperated looks on their faces as they motioned towards the door to leave. San more than happily led the way, wrapping his arm around your waist as you walked together. San is willing to ignore the way the others are all hard.

[ridingthatd]

⊹ ₊ ˚𓂃 BIPLOAR NANAMI

⊹ ₊ ˚𓂃 nanamixfem!reader, nsfw, heavy smut, aggressive nanami, daddy nanami , nanami being nasty

nanami was the sweetest boyfriend anyone could ask for. he would treat you with so much gentility. affection. love.

nanami was really the definition of a gentleman. gentle kisses on your forehead. long big arms folding you close to his chest. muttering nothing but sweet things. breakfast made by him, helping you serve dinner then gently place you on his huge thighs teasingly biting the sensitive part of your neck ripping a sweet giggle out of you. giving you massages to your feet after a long day of wearing heels- kissing the top of your feet while he gently rub the soreness out of it.

nanami was such a man, the aura around him screamed musculanity. muscles surrounded every inch of his body, you weren't really shocked by that since you would wake up to grunting and groaning sounds every morning at 4am- sounds coming from your man as he do his push ups shirtless, biceps flexing each time he goes up-down. up-down. it was such a drooling sight that it had your pussy clenching everytime.

as if nanami could feel your eyes on him. he would stop- taking in a deep breath then slowly get up to take a glance at you. you slowly trail your eyes from the sweat that's dripping from his forehead. to his biceps just to slide across his abs to the delicious v line. grey pants hanging lowly against his hips- failing to hide his boxer the same boxer that's hiding the thick, juicy cock, outlined in his grey pants that's already hard from the attention you're giving him.

"hm" nanami hummed lowly while making his way towards you, trailing his hands under the cover of the blanket just to get ahold of your thighs, squeeze them. he has made it his daily routine to have his special- what he calls after work out protein from you every morning. you slowly spread your legs for him to crawl in, he didn't have to remove any clothes from your gorgeous body- because you were already bared and naked for him. only wearing a shirt- his shirt since nanami made it clear that he doesn't like his food to be enveloped.

nanami has always had a quite liking to your breast- he always manage to give them extra attention no matter where you are or what you are doing.

he says it restore his energy- especially after a long exhausting day at work, as soon as he opens the door of the apartment you both share- he walks straight to where you are cooking dinner at the kitchen, he gently lifts you up, and place you on the counter- you just sit there running your finger tips through his hair smoothing it out. he lifts whatever shirt you're wearing and immediately lash into your nipples letting out a groan as if he was a starved man and your nipples was his first meal.

nanami might be your sweet boyfriend. but deep inside you knew there's a side- maybe sides of him, he doesn't wanna show you. after all you have only been together for a few months.

at first you never questioned that. you never questioned the sweetness of your boyfriend. you never questioned the gentleness of your boyfriend.

you wake up at 4am as always but this time- it wasn't because of your boyfriend. it was because of the intense pain you're feeling in your belly- of course it's your period cramps. you groan and burry your head into your pillow- to in pain to notice that nanami has already made his way towards you- crawling into the bed ready to take his protein.

he gently rub your feets giving you a hint to spread your legs- and let him lap on your sweet pink pussy.

"not today nanami, im on my period" you tiredly mumble, to exhaust.

nanami raise an eyebrow up "and? i don't mind licking your blood soaked pussy- it's still a natural fluid, coming from your little pussy that I wanna drink on" he horsely say- clearly indicating that he also just woke up a couple minutes ago.

"ew no nanami that's gross" you say pushing his hands away with your feets- little did you know that this action activated a side of nanami that you have never experienced.

"so you're denying me from having my pussy?" nanami says through clenched teeth, clearly not happy that you denied him what's his.

you frown caught of guard by the tone of his voice- you have never seen nanami mad or displeased at you before. he's always so gentle and understanding about everything when it comes to you.

you hold your face up from your pillow taking a look at him- standing at the edge of the bed with a blank expression on his face that you can't seem to read.

"I asked you a question y/n. are you denying me from what's mine?" he says sternly as if the next thing you say might be the death of you.

yet you still playfully roll your eyes at him and bring your face back into your pillow mumbling a "it's my pussy, not yours"

it goes silent for a moment you assumed that your boyfriend went to the bathroom to get ready for his work- but oh you were dead wrong.

you let out a gasp as you feel a strong hand firmly hold your hair, pulling your face out the pillow- it wasn't strong enough to hurt but it was sure enough to sting.

your head was turned around to face no one other then nanamis face.

"nanami-" you were cut off by your boyfriend tsking at you.

"I see now what it is- do I have to teach my little baby a lesson? make sure she knows that this pussy is very much mine?" you stare at him utterly confused- scared because that's completely off for nanami.

"i-" again you were cut off by him shushing you while bringing your face closer to his by your hair.

"you don't utter a word out of this pretty mouth of yours if you don't want daddy getting more mad at you baby" for some reason the insanity in his face make your pussy throb- you have never thought you would see nanami this way- viens popping out of his hands and neck, hair slightly messy, while his scary-angry eyes are staring at you like they wanna devour you.

you were used to nanami soft gaze at you but this- this was completely new. you were snapped back to him when you felt an aggressive pull at your hair that made you groan out.

"do you understand?" nanami spit out, you node eagerly clenching your thighs together- turned on by whatever is happening right now.

and nanami seems to notice that "aw my little baby's pussy is needy for me?" he aws at your pussy as if he's speaking to a baby- he realise your hair out of his grip and instead he holds both of your legs into his shoulder- holding your lower half body up in the air close to his face.

your shirt goes down from gravity exposing you fully- you're basically naked right now in front of his hungry eyes. pussy and ass so close to his face you can feel his warm breath against your pussy.

he groans out as he slowly pulls out your tampon and throw it into the trashcan next to your bed- your mind is to hazy and drung off pleasure to even care about what he just did.

you can feel his hand trailing up your stomach till it reachs your breast and he tugs hard on your nipple ripping a moan out of you- you arch your pussy into his face desperate for something- anything.

he trails his nose up to your pussy down to your ass sniffing everywhere- claiming what's his- then he lashes into your pussy his tongue is restless. lapping at every bit of you- to much to much you think. you couldn't help letting out a sniffle from how sensitive you're because of your period.

"is my baby sensitive?" he groans out trailing his tongue to your ass- as his eyes role behind his head.

you throw your head back and moan out at the ceiling- clearly to much for you to even form a sentence.

"mhm it's okay. daddy is gonna make you coat his cock with your blood and juice first before letting you cum" he says as he free his cock out, stroaking it hard as he lean in- "open your mouth for me baby" he whispers and you obey without hesitation.

nanami purse his lips and spit in your mouth, warm, wet spit hit your tongue and you swallow it all- nanami let out a whimper at the sight clearly going insane over this.

he slowly line up his cock on your puffy pink pussy, sliding in so fast. so hard. your pussy immediately squeeze around his dick like you're tryna strangel him. nanami couldn't help taking your little suck-covered feets close to his face and groan out into them. the little gasps and mewls that escape your puffy lips make nanamis mouth dry. He begins fucking his hips up.

nanami curses, head tipping back, Every little curl and twitch of your toes, every feel of your curved arch has him dizzy with need. He feels his blood hot beneath his skin, abdomen tightening with an overwhelming lust.

"fuck," he growls, fucking you sloppy and he almost can't recognize himself. It's exhilarating. "faster, baby, shit—faster. I'm almost there, just a bit—nngh—a bit more."

his words come out in heavy pants, but you rapidly nod along like his perfect girl. You squeeze around his dick as you cum,eyes rolling and he just watches himself slide in you, cursing and grunting until the tension that's built inside of him completely snaps, he pulls out and he comes with a long moan. his come spurts up, more than usual and landing on your toes and top of your feet.

nanami thinks he blacks out for a few seconds.

"nanami" you suddenly breath out, making him to open his eyes just for them to turn dark as he watchs you slowly swiping your finger on your cum covered socks- covered with his cum, before you place it inside of your mouth, so sweetly sucking it, nanami groans, his cock is already hard again, ready to splash you with his cum again.

and suddenly he has the urge to suck his juices off from your sock. So he does. lightly grasping your ankle, kento ignores your little yelp as he licks from the bottom of your foot to your toes. your sock is soft against his tongue, pressed so close to your skin, and then kento tastes his own come. moaning, he takes your toes into his mouth, sucking the small digits and pressing the tip of his tongue in between.

[mieluscious]

delicious. ryomen sukuna

ෆ pairings : ryomen sukuna x female reader

ෆ genre : smut, p. without plot

ෆ word count : 3k6

ෆ warnings : mdni. husband!sukuna, wife!reader, slight degradation, risk of getting caught, voyeurism, slight dumbification, makeout, tongue sucking, spit play, oral (f. receiving), sukuna is pussy drunk, pussy slapping, face grabbing, a lot of squirting, sukuna is a curse, he's obsessed by your smell, sukuna is sooo gross im warning you . . . ໑ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚

“what’s that fucking smell?” you were baking in the kitchen when you heard your husband sukuna getting back home.

“im making cookies baby” you smiled at him as he opened the kitchen door. you bent down to put the last batch in the oven when you felt two large hands grasp your waist. “i invited the girls over for dinner tonight. im sorry i didn't tell you sooner.” he tightened his grip on your waist and turned you around to press you against the counter. you closed the oven door with the back of your foot and cocked your head to the side, looking at him questioningly. “what’s wrong kuna are you mad or som-” you didn't even have time to finish your sentence when sukuna grabbed the back of your neck and pressed his nose against it, sniffing you as if his life depended on it. you watched in the corner of your eye his other hand firmly grasped the counter, making his veins appear even more clearly. 

“i could smell it all the way across the street.” you squeaked and grabbed his shirt tightly as he ripped the apron from around your waist, throwing it violently behind him. he drew his leg up between yours and paused at the sight of your breasts squeezed into your lace tank top, he licked his lips. you looked back at him feverishly with your mouth half open. you looked so delicious and just for him. he grabbed your face and pressed his nose against yours, his gaze darker than ever. “you better tell me where that smell comes from before i go crazy.”

“i-i don’t know kuna i really don’t-ah!-” he grabbed your ass between his big veiny hands and lifted you slightly leaving the tips of your feet barely touching the ground. you moaned loudly and arched your back, pressing your stomach against his chest as sukuna buried his face in your breasts. you caught yourself on the back of his shirt, trying as best you could to hold on to something so you didn't fall. “i-i thought you were talking about the smell of..the cookies-” you moaned louder when you felt his tongue passionately lick the soft skin between your breasts, your legs immediately wrapped around his hips, he laid you down roughly on the counter, knocking your baking utensils to the floor, and caught one of your buds under your top in his mouth, sucking on it noisily as he looked at you straight in the eye. 

you caught your lip between your teeth and you threw your head back as you felt his warm hands move up your belly to grab your breasts under your top, kneading them and pulling on your hard buds with his teeth and his other hand, making you scream louder. you were so busy enjoying what sukuna was doing to you that you didn't hear the first ring at the door. you raised your head immediately and pushed sukuna with your foot. you climbed down from the counter in a hurry to open the door for the girls but he stopped you by closing the kitchen door when you tried to open it. his two hands clamped down violently on either side of your face, making you jump and stick to the door. his mouth pressed against your ear and you could feel his evil smile. “can i know where my precious little baby thinks she’s going ?” he slipped his hands between you and the door and firmly grasped the inside of your thighs. “i think i've finally found where that sweet smell was coming from.” he slapped your pussy making you arch your back against him your hand came up against your mouth muffling your sudden moan, he grabbed your throat pressing the back of your skull against his chest, and since you were much smaller than him, all you had to do was raise your head slightly to meet his devilish gaze. he slapped your pussy again, pressing you even harder against him you were now on the tips of your feet when you moaned right in front of his face making him grin wider. fucking delicious. 

“listen to me. are you listening?” he slapped it again and his grip on your throat tightened, muffling your moan. you grabbed the hand that prevented you from breathing and nodded to him. “i'll give you 5 minutes to go and greet your friends and then-” he turned you over and firmly slapped your ass before clutching it in his hands. his forehead pressed against yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck his eyes never left yours. “-you get your ass back here, 'cause that's what im having for dinner tonight.” you pressed your titties against his chest and feeling his muscular chest against your buds made you moan against his mouth. he noticed and slapped your butt again, making you moan even more. “show me your tongue if you understand y/n.” his eyes darkened when he saw the tip of your tongue, and he wasted no time for spitting on it and putting it in his mouth before kissing you fiercely. at the feeling of his tongue fighting with yours, you couldn't help but rub your clit lightly on his leg, which was now between yours. he grunted into your mouth as he felt your breathing quicken, a sign that you were becoming more and more aroused by him. he broke the kiss and grabbed your jaw, he inserted his finger between your lips and you sucked on it while looking into his eyes - a mix of saliva was now running down the corner of your mouth and sukuna couldn't take his eyes off the show you were giving to him. he clenched your jaw even tighter and brought your face so close to his that he spoke against your lips. “don’t play with me baby you know im fucking crazy. i could show to your little friends how fucking pretty you are full of my cock” you smiled with all your teeth whispering to him how much you loved his madness and rubbed your clit under your little shorts even harder against his pant leg, which now had a small wet spot on it. he slammed your back violently against the kitchen door and licked your lips hungrily. you threw your head back and moaned  “stop rubbing your little clit against me you make the smell even stronger.” he bit your chin, making you gasp, one of your legs came up against his hip, wanting to rub your clit harder against his leg. “what’s wrong baby you don't want to open the door to your friends anymore?” he slipped both hands under your shorts to grab your bare ass. he dug his long black nails into it making you moan louder as he pushed you back against his own leg helping you to fuck yourself on it. you were now a moaning mess and couldn't help feeling guilty as your friends kept ringing the doorbell over and over again. seeing your distress, sukuna smiled devilishly against your cheek before licking the edge of your ear and blowing on it, making you squeal and grab his shirt tighter. “it’s hard to leave me, mh?” he slapped your ass. he lifted his face to yours, planting his dark gaze in yours. “go open the door before i welcome them myself with you on my dick.” you nodded and he suddenly let go of you. you slid against the door and fell on your bottom with no strength left in your legs, while he remained standing in front of you, one hand in his pocket, looking for his cigarette pack.

“y-you’re so mean.” you were panting on the floor while he looked down on you with an evil smile.

“that’s why you love me princess, now go before i get mad.” he lit his cigarette and put it between his lips, watching you get up to open the door. he took the opportunity to pinch your pretty bottom and chuckled at the little squeak you let out before you disappeared into the living room.

you'd been sitting on the sofa with your friends for 10 minutes now and you couldn't help but feel stressed, sukuna had only given you 5 minutes but the girls were just talking and asking a multitude of questions to you because it had been a long time since the 3 of you had met up again. you were just staring at the kitchen door every 5 seconds when your friend put a hand on your shoulder. “are you alright y/n? something is wrong?” you shook your head, letting her know that all was fine. when they asked if they could have something to drink, you immediately took the opportunity and got up, your steps were heavy the closer you got to the kitchen door the more you smelled the smell of cigarettes, making your heartbeat a little faster wondering how angry sukuna could be. you gently opened the door and entered the room with your head down. you loved playing with sukuna but when he was angry you really didn't know where to put yourself. 

with trembling hands you opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of apple juice. you gasped as you felt a hand join yours on the fridge door. “where were you princess?” you felt his crotch press against your ass, you could feel his chest rise and fall slowly against your back as his breath crashed against the soft skin of your neck. out of the corner of your eye you saw his other hand tap his cigarette ash into the ashtray next to the fridge. he brought the cigarette to his lips and gently turned you to face him before taking the cigarette out of his mouth again to blow the smoke into your face, making you cough slightly under his calculating gaze. “what did i say.” you clutched the apple juice bottle tightly in your hand as you felt ash fall onto your bare thigh. his hand tightened on the fridge door and you could feel that he was losing the little patience he had left. 

you raised your eyes to his and immediately lowered them when you met his cold gaze. you sank deeper into the fridge, feeling the food pressed against your back. “you said 5 minutes.” he blew the smoke from his cigarette into your face, making you cough a little harder than last time. “and it took me longer than expected, im sorry kuna.” you shyly raised your gaze to him and whispered as if you had no right to speak. “and they asked me to bring them something to drink, s-so i have to go again-” you flinched and closed your eyes when you heard him laugh darkly in your face. he brought his face close to yours and smiled with all his teeth you were so afraid of his reactions and it was turning him on so much.

“i asked you for something to drink too.” you opened your eyes and immediately blushed as you understood what he was referring to. he brought his cigarette to his lips, letting his gaze wander over your pretty, embarrassed face. you licked your lips and tried to pull yourself together by clearing your throat.

“c-can i at least go give this to them and i'll be right back, i promise?” he lowered his head and shook it slowly from side to side before catching his cigarette between his fingers and finally crush it in the ashtray. you squealed and caught yourself with one hand on the edge of the fridge as he grabbed the underside of your left thigh, your knee knocking lightly against the side of your face. you were now almost inside the fridge when he pressed his fingers against the fabric of the little shorts covering your pussy, lightly pinching your clit between his two fingers. “w-wait-” he smirked, eyes on your pussy. “k-kuna-” you gasped as he lowered himself and stuck out his tongue to lick your covered pussy while looking deep in your eyes, making you moan. he rested his nose against your clit and inhaled deeply the scent that had been driving him crazy since he'd returned home. his action made you blush and squeal loudly. sukuna could sometimes behave like a wild animal, and you couldn't help but feel embarrassed. he smiled evilly against your pussy when he saw your cheeks pink with embarrassment. 

You tried to stop him again as he straightened up, but you didn't expect him to grab the shorts covering your pussy and push them aside. sukuna's eyes darken even more at the sight of your dripping pussy, you were so fucking wet, you were literally dripping on the floor in front of his eyes. you saw sukuna's smile widen, revealing his sharp teeth. sukuna reached into his pants to pull out his hard cock under your stunned eyes, tapping the head against your clit, making your pussy splash a little. and it was too much for you. you whimpered, dropping the bottle from your hands, which crashed to the ground. “k-kuna please let me just-” you didn't even have time to finish your sentence when he pushed his cock deep inside you. 

he put back his hand on the fridge door tightening his grip as he began to fuck you roughly, he grabbed a new cigarette from the packet in his pocket and brought it to his lips before letting a small flame appear from his fingertip, to light the nicotine stick before grabbing the underside of your thigh again. you tried as best you could to catch yourself on the edges of the fridge, but sukuna were fucking you so brutally that the fridge and its door slammed loudly against the wall with each of his thrusts. you arched your back against the inside of the fridge, unable to hold back the moans that escaped from between your lips. he smiled at you while smoking. “my poor little doll. look at you. i always have to give you a taste of my cock so you stop speaking nonsense. mh?.” he looked at you mockingly as you tried to get anything other than moans from between your lips. “it smells so fucking good what's happening to you? are you ovulating? why does your pussy smell so damn good?” your little moans drove him crazy seeing you bouncing on his cock while looking at him straight in the eye made him thrusts into you like an animal, the head of his cock slapping against your g-spot with every thrust. you opened your mouth a little wider while moaning, revealing the tip of your tongue, silently asking sukuna for a kiss. he let go of the fridge door and moved towards you to put his hands behind your hips to grab your ass firmly, pushing you towards his cock making you fuck him back

he brought his face close to yours and licked your lips greedily, you tried to catch his lips between yours and he pulled back slightly, chuckling darkly as he saw you cry out in frustration, wanting to feel his tongue against yours at all costs. you grabbed his shirt firmly, suddenly pulling him even closer to you until his nose crushed against yours. you begged him against his lips “p-please..kuna-please” you tilted your head back slightly and stuck out your tongue, the color of his eyes turned red as he felt your hips move against him on your own accord, fucking him back as roughly as him. the knocking on the kitchen door didn't stop him from catching your tongue in his mouth and sucking it hungrily. then, he started kissing you roughly, his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth to the point where you could feel it against your uvula. you put your feet up against the edge of the fridge, imprisoning sukuna's hips with your knees. you moaned louder, bouncing on his big cock as if your life depended on it. he sucked your lower lip and straightened up to see the mixture of your saliva running down your chin. cute. 

you were so drunk on his cock that you didn't notice your friend behind the door asking you if you were okay, you didn't give a fuck all you wanted was sukuna. sukuna and his fat cock deep inside you. you mewed when sukuna ripped off your top, leaving your breasts exposed to him. he grabbed your breasts, pinching your buds as he straightened up. “fuck. your little clit is so cute i can’t stop looking at it bounce against my pubs” you opened your mouth wider as you saw him spill a glob of spit on your clit with a devilish grin, the both of you were now moving faster, fucking each other like animals. “you wanna cum huh? i can’t see it in your pretty eyes.” his smile widened at the sound of your sweet moans, you nodded at him crying out even more, he grabbed your throat and gave you one last powerful thrust when you came on his cock, you throw your head back screaming and squirting all other his pants and on the floor. he came inside you with a growl fucking you through his orgasm and yours. he slowed his thrusts and removed his cock from your pussy, you couldn't take your eyes off his cock dripping with your juices and his. your mouth opened unconsciously as the head of his cock pressed against your clit, making you jump slightly from the overstimulation. sukuna caught your jaw in his hand, placing his thumb on your tongue. “don’t look at my dick like that.” you mewled as you felt his thumb caress your tongue. “i'll let you suck on it later don't worry.” he removed his thumb from your mouth and grabbed the underside of your thighs to lift you up. “but for now, you still didn’t give me my fucking drink.” 

you immediately brought your hands to your mouth to muffle your groan when sukuna slammed your back against the kitchen door while your friends were still behind, trying to find out if you were all right and what the hell you were doing. he put his big hands under your butt and lifted you, placing your thighs on his shoulders. you sighed with pleasure as you felt his hot breath crash against your wet pussy. you lowered your head to meet his dark gaze. you couldn't help whispering how beautiful you found him between your thighs and he kissed your clit with a smile. one of your hands grabbed his hair as you felt his tongue run along the slit of your pussy. your free hand grasped his jaw, lifting it slightly towards you, and your thumb gently caressed his sharp canine. the grip of his hands on your ass tightened as he felt you try to rub your clit against his chin. “you really like ‘em, mh?” you nodded, biting your lip. “you want me to bite your pussy with them?” you smiled, throwing your head back against the door. he was so dirty. you slowly moved your hips against his chin, letting him know that you wanted him to eat you. he wasted no time in throwing himself on your pussy with his mouth wide open, you caught your breast in your hand playing with your bud while sukuna sticks his tongue in your hole and fucks you with it. he slapped your ass and you gasped as you grabbed his hair with both hands, sukuna was eating your pussy like he'd been starving for days, you could hear him grunting and getting more and more aroused by the smell of your pussy, he pulled himself back slightly to spit 3 times on your clit, making you even wetter than you already were,  your hips wiggling faster and faster against his face, your breasts jiggling up and down with your panting breath. he sucked your clit and smiled as he felt your thighs shake around his head, you straightened up, clinging to his head your thrusts against his face grew stronger. your back wasn't even against the door anymore, sukuna carried you while you literally sat on his shoulders fucking his face like crazy. you could hear him groan at each of your thrusts while he looked you straight in the eyes, making you moan even louder. his mouth ate your pussy roughly swallowing all your juice that was running down his chin. 

you threw your head back as you felt your orgasm coming on, and your thrusts became more brutal. “f-fuck.k-kuna..im gonna-ah!..im gonna cum-” he slammed you against the door again, growling so loudly you could be sure your friends on the other side of the door could hear him. you screamed and almost fell over as you felt sukuna's canines dig into your pussy, causing you to squirt into his face. he pressed his face even harder against your pussy and you moaned even louder as you heard him swallowing your cum loudly. exhausted you collapsed against the door while he continued to lick your pussy clean. 

he lightly bit the skin of your pubic bone. “you’re so fucking gorgeous.” you ran your hand through his hair, stroking him lovingly with a smile.

you straightened up slightly as if you'd just woken up from a dream “wait i think they’re gone.” he grinned devilishly, running his tongue slowly over your clit.

“they better be because i’m not done with you.”

© 𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 ! mdni — do not steal, modify or repost my work pls don't make me mad im a human just like you. ☆⌒(>。<)

[ja3hwa]

♡ 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐞 𝐀 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐏𝐭.𝟐 ♡

【Synopsis】 : Your professors just want to help you learn and gain knowledge. Your first lesson happened to be very educational...

『Word count』 : 2.3k

-> Genre: College Au. Smut. 

Pairing: Professor!Yunho/Mingi x Student!Reader

[Warnings] : Age gape (reader is in her 20s while Yunho and Mingi are in their late 30s). Swearing. Dry humping. Oral. Deep throating. Pet names. Semi-public sex. Fingering. Dirty talk. Slight power play. Heavy cum play, saliva and fluids cause I lost control. IM SORRY. Filming, mention of taking photos. Reader is curvy and beautiful. Unprotected sex. Piv. Yunho and Mingi are huge!! Beefy men! Hehe. Some mxm and hints of prior seggy times with one another. Whoops what can I say I’m a yungi supporter. Also these two like to use terms that could consider the reader to be a “toy” of sorts. Which she is not and the boys do like her more than that I just got carried away like I normally do when I write things at 2 in the fucking morning. Oops.

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You gasped loudly, Yunho’s large hands slamming you onto the desk. Mingi had lifted you up off your chair, ripping your panties down while pulling up your skirt. It all happened so fast. Legs spread, Yunho's hot clothed crotch humping against your aching core. Your hands gripped the edge of the table, vaguely hearing both men whisper and chuckle. You felt so exposed under their gaze even though you were mostly clothed. Mingi’s deep chuckle caught your attention, making you shiver. “Look at that. She’s leaking down her thighs.” Mingi squatted down beside you, snaking his hand along your plump flesh. Picking up some of your juices that had spilled down towards your ankle. You had practically come just from them throwing you around like a rag doll. Yunho’s hips snapped against you, letting you feel his growing erection. He let out a groan, feeling your slick seep onto him.

“Fuck I might just nut humping this desperate cunt.” Yunho gulped, his hands digging deep into the skin on your hips, creating crescent shapes from his nails. Your ears were ringing, as you felt so overwhelmed and they hadn't even touched you where you needed them yet.

“Min..Yuyu..” You gasped, suddenly hearing a loud clank of a belt buckle. A hand gripped your chin, letting your wide eyes see Mingi’s cock leaking pre-cum on his exposed tummy while he held the hem of his shirt up.

“Be a good baby and open up.” he let go of your chin, moving to pump his dick, tapping his red tip against your sealed lips. You opened up obeying every word both men gave. Flattening your tongue, you let Mingi's large girth slide into your wet, warm mouth. “Fuck that’s it, baby. Take every. Fucking. Inch.”

Your jaw went slack, stinging slightly as you tried not to gag. Mingi’s moans quickly filled the room, and he knew if they continued, they would only get louder. So he bit down on the fabric of his shirt he had been tightly gripped in his hand. You could feel him in your throat as he kept his thrusts slow and steady.

“Fuck look. She's getting excited just from sucking your cock Min.” Yunho had knelt down, coming face to face with your cunt. His mouth watered, studying the way you clenched around nothing every time Mingi thrusted into you. “Okay Tiny, for your first official lesson, let's see how quickly you squirt on my face.”

You whimpered around Mingi’s cock feeling Yunho’s tongue lap a long, slow strip of your cum, sucking on your lower lips before pulling away with a pop. His mouth was hot and abusive, his fingers slipping in next to his tongue. They were pumping at a pace that was making your lower tummy burn. Your jaw was slack, tempting to lock or close tightly around Mingi. He seemed to notice picking up his pace in order to release deep down your throat. “Fuck Sugar I think I’m gonna bust down this pretty throat of yours. Is that okay? I want to empty myself in your mouth.”

You whimper around Mingi’s cock from his filthy words. Your fingers squeezing his thighs, a silent way for you to say ‘yes, please, do as you please’. and so he obeyed, snapping his hips against you, spilling ropes of cum down your throat. You tried to swallow it all but it was like his seed was endless, and when he finally stopped and slid out of you, his fingers gazed over your chin seeing you trying your best to gulp down the rest of the white cream. “Awe, was it too much sugar?”

Your eyes were watering as you were now contemplating just spitting it out. But you were in a classroom, and you wanted to not make too much of a mess. Mingi sensed your panic, kneeling down besides the desk you were still leaning against. He brought your face to his, clicking his tongue. “well come here, Sugar. Let me help.” His dark smirk made your head spin. “Sharing is caring.”

His lips latched onto yours, letting his tongue slip into your half-full mouth. His seed spilled into his mouth, letting himself taste the saltiness of his come. He swallows quickly, making you cry out against his hot, wet muscle. Meanwhile, Yunho hadn't stopped his assault on your aching pussy pumping to fingers deep inside you tipping you over the edge. Your climax was unlike anything you’ve felt before in your life. Your eyes were rolled back and your whole body tensed. You were on fire. “Fuck Fuck Fuck.”

“Hmm.” Yunho chuckles against your cunt. “You got a potty mouth baby.” you had the temptation to bite back at him suddenly, knowing all they had been doing for the past twenty minutes was swear and spill out filth. But the gushing liquid flowing down your legs distracted you, moaning instead, feeling your knees buckle.

“Look at that.” Mingi had stepped back to stand behind you, taking in the view of your slumped against. Laying on top of the deck, your legs almost practically dangling limp and white cream mixing with clear liquid pouring down onto the floor below you. Yunho had stood up also, standing with his hands on his hips, looking smug of himself. “Maybe we should take a picture. Document the first time we got our girl off, huh?”

Mingi and Yunho were mumbling to one another as if you were just lying on a school table fucked out of your mind in front of them. Suddenly you hear a click of a camera and your mind, as if a miracle, unfogs. Using your shaking arms you prop yourself on your elbows, wiggling your ass slightly while trying to look over your shoulder. “Fuck stay still princess.”

You tried to obey, noticing Yunho’s flash on his phone. You’ve never been in such a dirty position, let alone filmed. You wanted to come just at the sheer thought these two very beefy men were so obsessed with what you looked like they needed to take photos for safekeeping. It made you have a sense of powerlessness. Strangely. “Mingi, Yunho. Someone please…touch me.”

You couldn’t explain where this newfound confidence came from, but your words made both males instantly by you. Yunho helped you up, leaning your chest against his while Mingi stood behind you, giving feathering kisses along your neck and covered shoulder blade. “We are here tiny. You want us to touch you. Fuck you right here in this classroom.”

“Yes please,” you answered so sweetly, Yunho swore he could have melted then and there. Mingi already had his slacks down, quickly following with his boxers. He grasps your hips, lifting your shirt up slightly so he can get a good view of your ass. His large hand almost covered your entire plump cheek, loving the way your body curves roll and fold beautifully. Like fresh bread dough, ready for Mingi to squeeze.

“Fuck, you gonna have to take us raw.” Mingi motioned, realizing he didn’t have condoms with him and He knew Yunho was definitely not carrying. “You okay with that Sugar?”

“Yes, please, sir.” The plea fell from your tongue before you could register what you had said. The pet name sent Mingi’s cock twitching. His fingers dug more into your hips, threatening to draw blood from the sheer tightness of his grip. His tip slid along your folds, picking up some of your slick, Yunho’s eyes were glued to where his best friend was almost connected to you. It was a sight he never wanted to forget.

“Fuck Baby, what did I say about calling us sir or Mr…” Yunho’s voice was deep, deeper than normal. With a grumble hidden beneath. You whimper out a simple ‘sorry’ feeling a weird form of guilt, feeling bad for making your boys upset… your boys. That’s it. That’s what your mind thought of them as. But that’s if they’ll have you more than just today. Your eyes opened, looking straight at Yun. Your brow was scrunched as you reached for him. He stepped closer, his left hand gripping the back of your neck so you were at eye level with him. “If you keep calling us sir. I can’t promise what I might do to you.”

“S...Sir. Please.” You gasp, suddenly feeling Mingi sink deep inside your cunt. Yunho growls, pulling his cock out of his slacks, pushing you down so you were bent on an angle, your ass flushed against Mingi's pelvis and Yunho’s angry tip pressed firmly to your mouth. Pre-cum smeared on your tongue as you lapped along his shaft before he pushed inside your warm mouth.

"Fuck you feel amazing doll." Yunho threw his head back in a groan. His fingers laced in your messy hair, tightly guiding you along his cock. Mingi, on the other hand, had his nails dug into your plump flesh, thrusting at a speed that left no room for oxygen. He didn't let you get used to his size, but the burn made your tummy rumble. He stretched you out perfectly, making your eyes roll back and saliva pool in your mouth, which Inevitably spilled out down Yunho's cock, coating his balls.

"Shit, Sugar. Why didn't we do this sooner? Your pussy is so fucking tight. And warm. Feels like heaven." Mingi's rambles cause you to clench around him, making his hips stutter a bit. Yunho’s cock still deep down your throat you mumble around him, making the vibrations cause Yunho to still himself, fearing he might come then and there.

“Come one, baby, why don’t you come for Mingi, hey? So we empty out loads in you.” You knew deep down Yunho’s desperate words were cause he was close, and given his thrusts were shallow and no longer timed. You were aware he didn’t have along. So you just moaned in response, wiggling your hips against Mingi in a way to tell him to hurry up. Mingi’s dark chuckle went straight to your core, making your high draw closer. You no longer felt the shyness from before but a newfound feeling brewing in your gut. One that made you well away that these two very large men were wrapped around your little finger. You let one hand go from Yunho’s thigh, bringing it down so you could rub your clit harshly, quickly finding a rhythm towards your release.

“Fuck I’m coming.” Mingi crossed his hands, placing them on opposite hip dips, slamming his cock just right into your soaked cunt, emptying his seed deep inside you. This made you cum, clenching tightly around him, milking him of his cum. Yunho on the other hand, with his eyes watching intensely at how his cock disappeared then reappeared from your mouth, he grabbed your hair into a messy ponytail, stilling his thrusts to come inside your slacked mouth. You tried you best to swallow but like Mingi, it was like his white creamy liquid was endless. So when he pulled out of you, he was quick to pull you up by your hair, smashing his lips against your own. His tongue slipped inside, taking his cum into his own mouth and swallowing. You have never known a man to taste himself let alone swallow his own load. God, it made you hornier than those female students fawning over these two super solider like men in front of you now.

“Come on, Yuyu. Come take a spin.” You could hear Mingi’s deep voice chuckling behind you. You pulled away from Yunho seeing Mingi swiftly move to stand beside the larger man. He grabbed Yun’s cock, tugging it a bit with a smirk plastered on his face. “You still have one more, why don’t you empty it into our sweet girl here.”

Mingi’s lips grazed Yunho's sweaty neck, licking along the other male's jugular before giving it a little bite. These two have definitely played this game before with one another. But whether or not it has been with another person involved is a different story. But you shook off any negative thoughts when you reminded yourself about what Mingi had called you. Our girl. God, these men will be the death of you. Yunho didn’t have time to say anything as you quickly stood up, grabbing his shoulders tightly, much to your poor imbalance. His hands, without hesitation, gripped your hips, holding you close against his broad chest. You leaned in and kissed him quickly, desperately, but there was a hint of something more. A stillness, caringness behind his kiss, something that was screaming, more, more, more.

Yunho’s left hand fell from your hip, snaking to grab a handful of your ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze. His action made you moan lowly into his mouth, his sharp inhale through his nose.

His action made you moan lowly into his mouth, followed by a sharp inhale through his nose. Without breaking the kiss, he walked with you tightly in his grasp before the back of your legs hit the desk softly. You understood instantly what he wanted, removing your hands from his shoulders and then placing them down onto the oak table. You push yourself up with the little strength you have left, letting him shimmy between your spread thighs. he finally pulled away from your lips, so he could look down to where his cock was resting on your soaked tummy, “such a pretty baby. So ready for whatever we want. Are you are good girl darling? Going to be my good girl?”

“Yes, Yuyu. I want to be your good girl. For both of you.” You felt tears welt against the crease of your eyelids. Your nails dig into the wood beneath you. He chuckled, feeling a sense of pride from just how easily you submit to him and Mingi. How willing you are. He wonders what else they could get up to if they were in more of a private setting…

“That’s it, baby. Now, take a deep breath.” Yunho knew he was much bigger than Mingi and even though he had prepped you and Mingi as fucked you senseless only a moment prior. He was still going to be a lot to take in. Girth and length. So you obeyed perfectly, taking in a deep, slow breath as you felt him slip inside you, inch by inch. Your mouth opened in an ‘o’ shape, following with a silent scream and brows scrunched. He was definitely the biggest you’ve ever felt before. You tilted your head back, letting Yunho dive straight for your jugular, sucking a harsh purple mark on your neck, that would be very visible later. You were going to have to hide that tomorrow, but for now, you basked in the feeling of his teeth, tongue, or lips, as he thrusted at a slow but intense pace. Your body felt like it was on fire like you were a fuse box crackling electricity through water. 

Everything was so sensitive.

And you needed more. Reaching up you grabbed Yunho's collar of his messy shirt, bringing his body close. His face nuzzled into your neck, snapping his hips at a pounding pace that quickly made you see stars. You were so close, just needed a little push, and then your eyes wander to a very desperate-looking Mingi with his fully hard cock again once again, pumping it like his life depended on it. His eyes were focused on the way Yunho's hips jackhammered into you, following the same rhythm with his fist. And that sight alone helps you climax, clenching tightly around Yunho’s cock, milking the older man for everything he had. 

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.” He mumbled against your neck, biting down hard onto your shoulder as he emptied his seed deep inside your womb. Everything suddenly went still, quiet. Even Mingi had stopped, coming all over his hand from the entertainment had was gifting before him. Yunho's breath was pooling against your shoulder, while your nose nuzzled into his neck feeling his rapid pulse. There was nothing awkward about what had happened. But comfortable. Like you three were always meant to do this. Like all these games of cat and mouse were supposed to end up with you in their arms.

“So uh, another round back at ours?” Mingi’s question just caused you and Yunho both to laugh.

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[xob1tchs]

can you do an ethan landry x female reader fic where reader appears innocent but actually isn’t?

tyy i LOVE your fics 🫶🏽

dirty babe

ethan landry x fem!reader

warnings; smut 💀 begging, fingering, kissing, unedited

a/n; it’s JUST THAT NO1 MAKES ME FEEL THIS WAAAAY 😼 the titles to all my works are songs/lyrics im listening to when i finish the work btw! lil fun fact 😆 neways, hope u like!!

“you tricked me, you’re a liar” ethan coos from above you, eyes big and round, expression innocent – drawing a whine of disapproval from the back of your throat, shaking your head vigorously.

he tuts, knee pressing to your core through your panties, making you squirm, fingers tangling in the bedsheets.

when he’d started dating you, he was ecstatic – not only because you’re amazing, and he gets you all to himself, but because of how inexperienced you’d seemed. he loved the way you were clueless in the bedroom, leaning on him for everything, surrendering yourself to him completely.

he loved the thought of being able to slowly diminish that innocent flame inside you, completely corrupt and ruin you to his desire.

until he’d caught you humping his pillow, whining and crying, plush thighs clenching around the pillow, angelic features turned up in pleasure. pleasure he thought only he could give you.

“liar’s don’t get rewarded, do they baby?” he frowns, knee slowly moving away from your core, until he supports himself on his heels, staring down at you with lust blown eyes,

you squeeze your thighs together, rubbing, trying to find some sort of relief “didn’t lie!” you cry, pressing your cheek into the mattress, nosing the sheets, drowning in the smell of ethan.

he tugs his shirt over his head, fingers grazing down his muscled torso to the button of his jeans, catching your hopeful gaze, stirring excitement in his chest – until he stops, waving his finger infront of your frowning face “nuh uh” he clicks his tongue.

his strong fingers wrap around the underside of one of your knees, forcing your legs open, smirking at the wetness staining your panties, he leans down, face inches form yours, wet lips smacking against your own as he moves your panties to the side, fingers plunging in abruptly, he swallows your moan, mouth smiling against yours as you mindlessly teethe and lap at his lips.

he sets a rough pace from the beginning, palm smacking against your mound, loud from your juices.

you squirm under him, clenching around his thick fingers, jaw going slack as an orgasm swims in the pit of your stomach, already so close from not finishing earlier.

you don’t need to tell ethan for him to know, he sees, the way your brows pinch together, how you become quieter with every pump of his wrist. so he rips away, sitting back against his heels, smiling as you cry out.

“p-please ethan! baby, baby please” you pout, squirming uncomfortably against the soaked material of your panties, cotton fabric hot and itchy against your sensitive pussy.

he sucks a breath through his teeth, contemplating as his fingers ghost the heat between your legs, hooking one side of your panties to tug them down, flinging them to the ground.

he tugs the hood of your clit up, pressing his thumb flat against the nerves, smiling when you squirm underneath his touch, whining out his name under your breath, teary eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

he rubs a gentle circle, sliding down your slit, spreading your labia folds, making heat rise up your neck as he stares, thickly swallowing drool that pools in the back of his throat.

he bends down, tongue pressing against your cunt, slurping loudly at your juices “i’ll let you cum baby, but not right now” he smiles, full lips slick with arousal as he creeps up your body to press a kiss to the tip of your nose, before he dives between your legs.

[makethemhoesmad]

thank you mommy- a.f.

@iminlovewithpaigebueckers and i writing duos to push the mommy azzi agenda

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“princess, you’ve actually been working on whatever the fuck this is for houurrss” azzi whines from my bed. she’s referring to the studying i’ve been doing, which she is absolutely pissed about. 

“sorry baby, you can go to bed if you want?” i’m gonna be up for quite a while still, and there’s no point keeping her awake too.

“no,” she crosses her arms and pouts, “i don’wanna go to sleep without you princess” 

i roll my eyes and turn back to my computer. i really can’t afford to lose time, even if it’s with azzi. i’m so engrossed in the material i’m reading i don’t notice azzis gotten up and moved under my desk until i feel her warm hands separate my thighs. 

“mm, az, whatcha doin?” i whimper out. i’m only wearing a t-shirt, her t-shirt.

“shh, ignore me pretty. since all you wanna do is study, go ahead”

i try to turn back to my material, but my mind is anywhere but biology when i feel azzis tongue on my clit through my panties. the words blur in front of me as her fingers come up and pull my panties off. her tongue immediately sweeps between my folds, making me wriggle.

“ah, azzi, i can’t focus when you’re uh- doing that”

she doesn’t answer besides letting out a guttural groan that vibrates my core. i cry out, feeling something in my stomach give out. as im about to question her, beg, do something, i feel two of her long fingers stretch me open. i move my hand down to grab the back of her head, and she grabs it and puts it back onto the desk. i grumble in protest.

“a second ago you were gonna make me sleep on my own because you were studying. did that change because i made you cum? is that what i’m good for” as she spits those words out, her fingers hit a spot and im coming again. she stuffs her fingers into my mouth, and i lick them clean eagerly.

“okay, slut, listen. you’ve ignored me all fucking day to study, and now that i get so desperate for you i have to take matters into my own hands, then you decide you want me? do you want to go back to your work, or do you wanna make mommy proud?”

i try to stand up, but azzi presses her hands firmly against my thighs to prevent me. 

“i want you to tell me which one you want, alright?”

i shift in my chair, trying to hide how turned on i am. she takes her fingers out of my mouth, letting me speak freely.

“i wanna make you proud mommy, please.”

she grins, taking her hands away from me and dropping her pants, showing that she’s wearing nothing under them. 

“okay pretty, i want you sitting naked on the bed in thirty seconds, or you’ll be making love to those papers for the next week.”

she disappears into my closet, giving me limited time to rip off my shirt and lean against the pillows on my bed. azzi comes out, having discarded her top and slipped on something i know well, her strap.

“well, don’t you look pretty, mommy’s little slut all ready for me.” she sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me towards her, lifting me onto her lap, right on the strap.

“so good for me, warming my cock and looking so fuckable for me princess” i whine at her words, leaning my face into her shoulder and taking mouthful, while rotating my hips over her. she moves her hands from where they were sitting, on my waist, to cup my tits. she keeps her hand around one, and brings the other to her lips. just as she closes them around it, she jumps her hips up. i cry out, feeling a knot form in my stomach. she releases my nipple and pushes me down onto her, causing moans to fall from my lips. i come for the third thing tonight and fall against azzi, exhausted.

“good fucking girl, riding my cock like it’s fucking yours” 

i grunt against her, pressing my face into her neck as a sign that id like to go to sleep. she pulls me off of her lap, causing me to groan at the emptiness inside of me. she slips off her strap, walking it to the bathroom for us to clean in the morning. 

“okay princess, one more thing”

i groan, not sure i can take anything more,when she slowly slots our legs together as she pushes me down. I can feel our wetness pressing against each other as her hips grind her onto me. the pleasure that washes through my body is euphoric and entirely overstimulating. i can barely keep my eyes open as they grow heavy with the need for sleep and the overstimulation combating the need for her to never, ever stop. Her hands hold me down at the waist as she rides my clit with no mercy. my body quickly begins to spasm as i reach another orgasm. “baby i need you to wait for me” she whines at the pressure of our grinding clits brings her closed. Tears brim in my eyes as I hold on desperately. It takes her a few more moments to reach her finish. “Be a good girl and cum for mommy like the perfect little slut you are.” As those words leave her lips, i falll apart. While my body shakes and my breathing finally starts to slow down, i feel hers start to do that same.

the bed was made earlier, so she moves us right under the blankets. azzi tucks her arms around me and puts her face against my stomach. the feel of her hot breath on me starts to lull me to sleep, along with a dull aching between my legs.

“thank you mommy,” i whisper, running a hand through azzis hair.

“you’re so welcome, my princess.

[chrissweatytoes]

SAFE WORD

WARNING INCLUDES: overstim, fingering, oral fem!receiving, unprotected sex (use protection kids), use of a safe word, degradation, use of pet names (baby, slut, ma, mamas). ENJOY!!

word count: 1.2k

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BLURB - pairing chris sturniolo x fem!reader

softdom!chris who couldn’t get enough of you tonight… he’s already made you finish 3 times but this time you said no more…

chris and i always know our safe word, both of us know that we can use it, but we never have. we just never get too… into it.

i was laying in bed on my phone while chris was (surprise surprise), getting a pepsi from the fridge. i knew what i was wearing was a bit skimpy but i didn’t think it mattered, he hadn’t been looking at my body at all tonight… i stand up out of bed and look in the mirror next to chris’ desk, checking myself out, realising that chris’ shirt is the only thing im wearing other than lacy pink panties revealing my whole ass. i walk back over to his bed and grab my phone. i take a few moments to take some mirror pics and send them to chris, knowing he’s active on his phone. i stay on imessage to see when he sees the slutty photos i sent. as soon as i see that he’s seen the photos i hear huge, loud footsteps running up the stairs, the sound thumping through my head. when i hear the door creek open i quickly turn around.

“hi baby!” i go to walk over to him but he stops me, grabbing onto my waist and pulling my hips against his. chris immediately crashes his lips into mine, not pulling away until im sat on the end of the bed, shirtless.

“lay down, shirt off.” he says bluntly, swiftly ripping my shirt off and softly pushing my shoulder. now laying on chris’ bed in light pink panties and my bare chest facing him, it’s hard not to notice the massive bulge in chris’ pants and the fact he can’t stop staring at my tits.

“turn around. now.” i do as he says knowing that if chris is mad and horny nothing will stop him. i face the head of the bed on my hands and knees. i feel a light breeze of air hit my skin before his large hands slap across my ass.

“oww! chris!” i let out, then regretted it. “fuck.” i think to myself. telling him that it hurts is just going to make him do it more. “shit.”

i feel the tug of him ripping my panties down, feeling my juices drip down my thigh.

“shit ma, so wet already? you’re such a little slut you know that? sending me those pictures… what’d you think was going to happen?” i keep quiet, my light whimpering as the cold air hits my swollen folds. this only seems to turn him on more… 

“on your back mamas” i turn myself around to lie on my back, my eyes looking directly at his. my body tenses as he shoves one finger inside me.

“fuck chris, not even any warning?” i drag my hand down to my clit attempting to build up my orgasm when he stops me, grabbing my wrists and taking off his belt, he ties them together. usually chris isn’t into bondage but tonight he’s completely different.

“m-more chris, please”

“are you gonna be a good girl?” i nod my head instantly, biting my lip in preparation for a second finger.

“mhm, if you say so. you better fucking be good. okay?” with ease he slips another finger inside me. my quiet whimpers turn into pornographic moans.

as i approach my high, chris moves his other hand from my hips, to my bundle of nerves, fast and swift with his movements.

“c-close…” i manage to say over my laboured breaths.

“come for me ma.” his words itself sends me over the edge, my body squirming as my slick drips onto his fingers. he licks his fingers, not wanting to miss even a drop of come.

“mmh you taste so fucking good baby,” chris kneels down on his knees, prying my legs apart and holding my thighs.

“c-chris?”

“yes sweetheart? too sensitive? well this is what you get for being such a little slut. you’re my slut hm?” he looks up at me through his lashes, all innocent looking. with no warning at all he brings his tongue up to my warm, and wet cunt. licking up all of my previous orgasms evidence.

i lift my head just enough to see chris’ face buried in my pussy.

“mhmm chris. yes! right there baby…” my moans mixed with the slurping sound fills the air.

chris shoots his fingers into my warm cunt and his lips latch onto my bean.

the thrusting of his fingers speed up as he watches my legs shake, struggling to hold on any more.

“s-so close…” with one more thrust, i released for the second time.

“shit ma, you taste so good… you did great baby, you think you can go again?” he lifts his head from my crotch, my juices all over his face.

i nod my head, unsure if i can go another round or not.

“i can try…”

“you can do it baby, just relax.” he unzips his jeans and lets them pool at his ankles. he then rips down his boxers, strokes his length a few times letting his pre-cum drip onto the bed sheets and then finally lines himself up with my pussy. he slowly starts letting his brick hard cock explore my warm cunt. 

my whimpers grow into moans once his dick is finally all the way in.

“this okay?” he looks down at me with a scared look in his eyes, i can sense he’s worried about me.

i nod my head “mhm hm”

he picks up the pace and starts thrusting inside me. my tits are bouncing along to his rough rhythm. chris moves his hands to my hips, pressing hard enough to leave marks. as much as i want to touch him and pull his hair, i know how much it’s turning him on seeing my hands tied together.

“need… to… cum…” 

“cum f’me, cum with me.” his words tip me over the edge, his movements become uneven and slower as he finishes inside me.

“fuck chris…” i say as he pulls out slowly.

“let me clean you up…” chris pulls up his boxers and jeans, kneeling again as he brings his mouth back up to my pussy.

“no, chris… i can’t.” this doesn’t stop him. he looks at me briefly. a hungry look in his eyes he lowers his head and starts sucking on my clit.

“chris stop.” i say bluntly trying to move away but his grip on my hips is too hard. he continues with his movements, not a care in the world.

“flash!” this stops him immediately.

“shit baby i’m so sorry…” he pulls away from my crotch and wipes his mouth on my shirt that now lays next to me.

“i’m so fucking sorry… i didn’t know you wanted me to stop so bad.” chris leans over me and unbuckles his belt that's holding my wrists in place. he crawls into bed and taps his chest, signalling for me to lay with him.

“it’s okay,i’m okay, don't worry. can we run a bath soon?” i crawl into his arms, pulling the duvet up to cover my naked body. 

“sure baby, soon. i just want to hold you for a bit… i’m so sorry if i hurt you.” 

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hey ya'llllll! i hope you enjoyed. this was my first time writing smut so ik its not gonna be great but i hope it was good enough! please honestly tell me what you though about this and what you wanna see in the future 💕

with love, mals x

[cactuscoolerr]

thinking abt titfucking n teasing bachira/isagi/rin(?) …(⸝⸝⸝- ᴗ -⸝⸝⸝ ;)

(characters r totally optional since i love all ur works and am in love w all the of them, just thought it would be most in character for the ones i mentioned ! ♡)

⋆｡˚. tit fucking - bachira meguru, isagi yoichi, itoshi rin

• nsfw

• notes: im in love with this idea omg.. i headcanon rin as one of the biggest titty boys in blue lock (´⌣`ʃƪ)

• (more) notes: i wrote this while watching saltburn so its kind of a bit more extra than I originally thought it'd be (¬､¬)

. ˚ ｡⋆ bachira meguru

small whimpers sounded from above you as you pressed your tits together around your boyfriends red and thick cock. "you okay..?" you asked softly, gently begging to move your tits up and down his cock, bachira eliciting more whimpers.

"i-im okay.." bachira gasped as you wrapped your pretty lips around the flushed tip of his cock. "just feels so.. ah- so fucking good.." a moan ripped through his body, bachira nearly collapsing from the pleasure you were giving him. "p-please don't stop.. ngh~"

you laughed softly, looking up at your adorable boyfriend with complete admiration in your eyes. "my sweet boy. just taking it so well for me, aren't you" your gentle coos sent shivers down bachira's spine, his hips bucking upwards, fucking into the tightness of your tits pressed together.

the feeling of your soft tits against his cock was like heaven to him. he didn't know how long he would last, but it sure wasn't long. bachira could feel his balls tightening and his reddened cock growing more and more sensitive as he stared at your face, gasping and gripping the sheets underneath him.

"so so close.." bachira whined, moaning loudly right after he watched your tongue flick out to lick at the precum leaking from his slit. you moaned at the taste of him, leaning down to suck on his cock head once more in hopes of tasting more. "taste so good, baby boy.." your eyes met his desperate ones. "just give me more, meguru. give me everything, sweet boy"

and how could bachira resist your sultry voice. with a gasp, the first spurt of cum fell against the fat of your tits, the rest of it dropping on your face and spilling all over his cock.

you helped him ride out his high by slowly moving your tits up and down his cock, watching with your legs rubbing together as he teared up and moaned, closing his eyes shut tightly.

"you did so good.." your words came out breathily, slightly gasping before gently kissing the tip of his cock. slowly opening his eyes, bachira looked down at you to see you licking the cum that splattered around your lips, moaning as if you wanted to taste only him for the rest of your life. "tastes to fucking good, baby. gonna give me more, right..?"

. ˚ ｡⋆ isagi yoichi

"no teasing me though.." isagi sighed, looking down at you with his hand caressing your cheek as you sat on your knees in front of him with your hands on his thighs.

with a small nod, you reached for his belt, beginning to undo it only to be stopped by isagi's hands. "im serious about this, you know" his words were stern but you took them lightly and with another small nod.

"you don't trust me..?" you leaned forward in between his spread legs, resting your cheek against his thigh and nosing against his hardening cock. "think i can't follow my boyfriends directions? im very hurt, yoichi.."

isagi sighed, holding onto your chin and lifting your face upwards to bring you in for a loving kiss. "do what you want to then, sweet girl. i'll take whatever you give me" he spoke, gazing into your eyes with slight desperation and a need for his gorgeous girlfriend.

proceeding with your actions, you reached for his belt, allowing for isagi to unbutton your baby doll tank top, pulling down the straps of your shirt and pressing a kiss to your forehead. "so perfect.." isagi whispered, lifting his hips to pull his pants and boxers down.

you nearly moaned at the sight of his erect cock. it was hard to resist not wrapping your lips around the head of his cock, instead letting your spit fall against his cock and pressing your tits together against his length. yoichi moaned at the feeling, throwing his head back with a loud groan.

"does that feel good..?" you asked, pressing your tits tighter around his cock and fighting off the smile that threatened your lips when he slightly glared down at you, moaning just from the sight of your gorgeous face and perfect tits. "I said-" he hissed and bucked his hips, one of isagi's hands raising to your head and softly grasping at your hair. "no fucking teasing.." he gasped, wanting to pull you up onto his lap and fuck into your tight cunt as if you were his own personal toy.

"so god damn perfect" isagi groaned, his fingers gently raking through your hair as he closed his eyes. "my sweet girl.."

. ˚ ｡⋆ itoshi rin

"just- fuck.. let me fuck you already" rin groaned, thumbing at your erect nipples as he fucked up into your tits. even though he was complaining, he couldn't deny that he was in love with the way you looked, kneeling in front of him with your tits on full display for only him to see.

"a little bit more.." you said softly, thumbing at his slit and licking his precum off of your finger. "i just wanna make my baby feel good" a small whine fell passed your lips as he pinched at your nipple. "love you so much and only want the best for you.."

rin watched your expressions, your soft gasps as he tweaked your nipple and pinched, wanting to paint your skin with his marks, his claim.

a soft moan slipped passed rin's lips, thrusting faster with his release getting closer. "cum for me, rin rin" you breathed out, licking at his slit and reaching to fondle as his balls. "please.. just cum for me"

"ah.. fuck-" he moaned, closing his eyes and immersing himself in the pleasure only you could give him. "so fucking good.. shit.."

you could tell rin was close so you wrapped your lips around his cock head, suckling softly and moving your tongue around his sensitivity until you tasted the familiarity of your boyfriends cum. you moaned softly around his cock, making rin jolt from the vibrations. "so good.." you moaned around him, cum spilling from your lips, rins thumbs finding purchase on the corner of your mouth and gently wiping it away.

"fuck.." rin said shakily and pulled you up, needing to feel your pussy around his cock, grasping at you with desperation.

[tojisun]

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price and soap price and soap price and soap. i’m literally foaming at the mouth. i can’t take it

IM A PUDDLE IM A MESS OH MY GOD!!! THATS SO PRICE AND SOAP YEA IM LIKE SCALING THE WALLS

જ thinking about seeing price’s tummy first before his gains. thinking about price lifting his shirt up to wipe at his face, giving you a view of his belly and you freeze, going breathless because what the fuck that’s so hot.

john sees you gaping at him and he coughs awkwardly, apologizing about the indecency, and you’re quick to reassure him that “no, no oh my god you look good! sorry i just- i just didn’t expect that!”

clearly that doesn’t save you from further mortification so you stutter out a goodbye and hightail out of there. it’d be weeks later (the gap days full of you remembering john’s body… sometimes even dreaming about it. dreaming about being pressed against his softness and being cradled and being taken by him against the wall and-…!!) when john shows you his muscles—ripped in a way that you also didn’t expect from him but, you realize, of fucking course he’s ripped!

the daydreams just spiral even more after that :((

જ thinking about the opposite for soap—how you first saw his toned pecs before his tummy. thinking about seeing soap in that white cunty ripped-sleeves turtleneck as he fixes up something in his garage, sweat making his adonis-like muscles glisten and you honest to god whimper.

johnny looks up from where he’s got his head bowed to see something in his car and waves at you, shooting you that toothy smile that makes your breath hitch. the stretch of his arm makes his muscles flex and you could not stop the dreamy sigh that slithers out of your lips.

“hey neighbour!” johnny calls out, before his brows furrow in confusion as you, and you realize this in horror, proceed to just stare at him, all dopey and unblinkingly.

“oh!” you squeak. “bye!”

you’d try to ignore him as best as you could and you tell yourself that johnny’s sad puppy look isn’t getting to you but, well, you’re a liar and a weakling.

so, naturally, you see yourself knocking on his door a week later with a tupperware full of cookies. johnny swings the door open, wide smile only faltering a bit to make way for his confusion, but you bulldoze through whatever he must have wanted to say because you could honestly feel yourself getting faint—of course your handsome neighbour is even more handsome up close. of course.

“i, uh, got you cookies,” you say, cringing at the rasp of your voice. “well i say i ‘got’ you cookies but actually i baked them. for you. as apology. because i’m sorry.”

why, in god’s name, are you talking like that!?

“and you probably don’t wanna eat them because, duh, muscle man right here—” jesus christ, shut up! “so feel free to chuck ‘em out, i honestly wouldn’t feel offended and-”

johnny laughs, so bright and joyful that it makes him throw his head back. he even wipes his eyes because he’s laughing so hard, he teared up.

“easy there, chipmunk,” he says, mid-chuckles.

chipmunk?

“i’d love to eat these—” he takes the tupperware from you. “y’kiddin’?”

then he does the unthinkable—he lifts his shirt up to show you his, surprisingly, soft belly. you expected muscles and sculpted abs but this? god, this is better.

johnny pats his stomach. “this baby needs ‘em sweets.”

“uh huh,” you rasp out because what else can you say when adonis shows you his stomach?

“that’s great,” you add, your eyes still trained to his belly. “really, really great.”

“…you okay there?”

you fumble another ‘uh huh’ because, again, what else can you say?

yall need to stage a full intervention atp bc i cant stop rambling hhhshe!!! ne ways, this is me rn for realz 😭 and me! anotha me!! god i need emmmm

[urlovebot]

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c/w: gp! bada. light edging (bada receiving), bada gets the sloppy toppy. degradation, cursing, little to no praise tbh idk i just want bada to be mean to me so i assume you all would want that too. pushing the bada head pusher agenda.

a/n: im not taking requests rn :/ im just writing for funsies again so do not expect consistent fics either 😭😭 enjoy!! love u!! send me some feedback!! missed u guys!!

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you just could not get over how fine your girlfriend looked today. she wasnt wearing anything special, but something about the white shirt, black pant combo along with the way she sat, legs spread and arms resting along the back of the couch… it was really getting to you. so naturally, as you two are lounging on the couch and your head lays in her lap, your hand just so happens to glide over the crotch of her pants-

“stop.” bada doesn’t spare one look.

you roll your eyes and huff. how dare she look this good and not want to fuck immediately right here on this couch?

“because i’m a normal human being. with normal hormones.” bada coos at you, glancing down at you this time. her hand moves to pet your hair, “you are just batshit crazy.”

you stay silent and continue to move your hand along the zipper of her pants. her hand comes down to grasp at your own as she whispers out what she might consider a threat, but you take as a challenge.

“don’t start some shit you can’t finish.”

and baby that’s all you had to hear. your hand flies out of hers and swiftly unzips her jeans. you hear her sigh behind you and all caution is thrown to the wind. you pull yourself up and swing a leg over her lap. almost instinctively her arm wraps around your waist. you lean down and kiss your pretty girlfriend. she kisses back, tongue licking into your own mouth. you gently close your teeth, bada hisses and then grins at you, “fucking brat.”

you giggle and remove yourself from her lap. her eyes never leave you as you position yourself on the floor between her spread legs. your hand glides along outline of her hardening length. you watch as she takes her lip between her teeth. you fully unzip her pants and mouth over her hardening cock and you hear her take a deep breath.

“stop teasing me sweetheart.”

you giggle and pull down the waistband of her underwear to unsheath what was hiding underneath. bada was hung. your mouth waters as you take her in your hand.

“spit on it.”

your eyes meet bada’s as she waits expectantly.

“no.”

your eyes flick back to her cock. you press small kisses along the length. bada’s letting out small huffs as she feels your lips travel along her. despite being a pain in the ass, you truly knew how to make her feel good.

you kiss back up her length and take the tip into your mouth. bada gathers your hair out of your face with her hand, keeping the grip on your hair while you swirl your tongue to gather the beading precum on her tip. her hips buck up into your mouth,

“stop fucking teasing y/n. you said you wanted this- fuck-” her stomach tenses as you’re hand grabs the base of her cock, “you’re usually so eager- shit- why are you taking your time today?”

you pull your mouth off of her, stroking her in the meantime, “just wanted to admire you,”

your eyes look over her length and glimmer, “its so pretty.”

bada’s cheek redden and she rolls her eyes in response, “you’re so fucking weird. why are we talking about how pretty my dick is?? girl get to-”

bada abruptly lurches forward, grip tightening on your hair as you take most of her length down your throat. a moan rips its way out of her throat as she relaxes back into the couch. the next time she opens her eyes, theyre unfocused and hooded.

your hand strokes what your mouth cant reach and bada swears in that moment that you’re made for her. that angels brought you down and placed you on her fucking doorstep.

“more y/n,” she slurs out, hand pushing your head further down her length, “take more.”

she feels you choke around the girth of her cock and it only spurs her on further, her hips fucking up into your mouth.

you let her fuck your mouth until you were lightheaded. with two taps to her thigh she lets you up. you shake as you take in quick breaths. bada releases the hold on your hair and gets ready to splutter apologies but when she looks down at you, you’re grinning. you’re grinning at her while theres spit running down your chin.

“god you’re fucking nasty.”

she leans down and presses her lips against your own, cleaning up the mess you made on your face. she pulls away, places a soft kiss on your forehead, and proceeds to gather your hair in her hand to get your warm, wet mouth on her cock once more.

she guides your mouth up the side of her shaft and once you reach her tip, shes pushing your head back down again. she feels the head of her length hit the back of your throat and her eyes roll. she loved you. in moments like this, she remembers how you trapped her into a relationship.

“mouth feels so goddamn good around me baby.”

bada lets out a couple strangled moans as you let her guide your head the way she wanted. her hand grabs yours and places it against the base of her cock. you get the message and squeeze.

bada fucking loved being edged. she loved when youve gotten her so close so many times that her balls fucking ache at the thought of emptying herself inside of your mouth.

“fuckfuckfuck feels so good doll, keep squeezing me like that- please baby”

you moan around her length, tears threatening to fall as she relentlessly fucks your mouth. she chases a release that she’s purposely denying herself.

the closer bada gets to an orgasm, the filthier her mouth gets.

“you like when i use you like this sweetheart?”

“my good little fleshlight, hmm?”

“fuckin’ whore- shit- letting me fuck your mouth like this.”

finally she feels her balls tighten up and her cock twitch. she pushes your head down to the very base of her length and fucks whatever is left into your mouth.

“gonna cum. fuck i’m gonna cum in this filthy fucking mouth.”

and when she does cum, she lets out a long, high pitched whine. groans and curses follow as she tells you to let it spill out of your mouth back onto her cock. she loves the feeling of the warm liquid spilling over her length.

she slurs out how good you’ve been for her, how much she loves you.

when she releases you, you’re chest rises and falls at an erratic pace. she truly did not give a fuck how you were doing— what mattered most to her is shooting her spunk down your throat.

she smoothes down your hair as you lay your head on her thigh, catching your breath.

“you okay? i know i got a little rough at the end…”

you take a deep breath,

“it was fine.”

bada feels anxiety rise up her spine as she watches you trace shapes onto her other thigh. was it bad? was it too much? did she hurt you? she opens her mouth to voice her concerns when you lift your head up,

“you wanna do it again?”

[poppy-metal]

UGH and then he shows up at your work and you’re like “fuck off or i’ll tell my manager you’re harassing me” and it’s SOOOO fake. like you’re such a liar.

“quit fucking blocking me and i won’t have to show up here to fucking speak to you.”

“i don’t want to speak to you, you stupid slut.”

“is that any way to talk to a paying customer? maybe i have something to tell your manager too.”

“jump off a cliff.”

“when does your shift finish?”

“why would i tell you that?”

“so i can pick you up after and you can tell me how you really feel back at my apartment.”

“…”

raises his eyes brows.

“6:30.”

giggling and kicking my feet i genuinely need this kind of relationship with him so bad u don't understand.

just deliberately calling him names and being petty because you know the more you piss him off the more your ass is gonna get reamed later - its his fault, anyway. all his intensity and passion made you crave this kind of dynamic - you used to be a good girl with normal taste in men and the desire to settle down with just some guy. now you couldn't get off during sex unless it felt violent - you got fucking bored so easily when there wasn't a fight to be had - you thought if a man didn't track you down by your fucking email and drag you back to his dick by the scruff of your neck, it meant he didn't want you and wasn't worth your time. and how fucked up was that?

so yeah - he could handle a few insults. because fuck him, genuinely. you'd never be the same again after him.

you give him the time your off anyway. and you're fidgeting the whole rest of your shift. nearly bouncing on your heels and by 6:25 you're so amped up - pussy nearly drenching your jean shorts enough to leave a visible stain - that when a customer comes in you actually consider ripping their head off. you throw them onto your coworker instead, tossing them a glare that could freeze over hell when they start to protest.

nothing was going to stand in your way. you'd broken up with patrick two weeks ago. two weeks without his cock stretching you out - diabolical. even though you'd been the one to issue the break and to block him on everything - still, way too fucking long.

you think you might be able to get a few more jabs in - really seal the deal, because if you were honest, being a brat was addicting as hell - but when you approach patricks car and you see him leaned against it, cigarette in hand, just watching you come toward him calmly - you lose your breath.

you're drawn to him like a moth to a flame - willingly diving head first into the jaws of a wolf - and when you're close enough he drops the cig, crushes it underneath his shoe and reaches out - grabs you roughly by the collar of your shirt and yanks you to him. his mouth is on yours and its tongues and teeth and lips and moaning like you're each starving for it. he grips the sides of your face and plunders your mouth with his tongue and you clutch as his waist, scrabbling your hands under his hoodie to feel the warm skin of his stomach.

it twitches under your palms and you hungrily drag your hands up, wanting to feel him and patrick turns, pinning you to his car and fumbling behind you, yanking the back door open.

he pulls back, says, "get in." but hes already shoving you backwards himself and you're falling onto his shitty leather seats and he's following, coming down over you and slamming the door closed with his foot. he kneels over you, hands yanking at his belt - "you dont want me anymore, huh?" rips it through the loops hard enough that it snaps against his wrist when its all the way free. "I'm not serious enough for you?"

he's rehashing all the shit you'd said to him over text and you bite your lip, arching your back - but he places a palm on your stomach, pushes you back down - "this isn't serious." you lie to him and his eyes flash, he fucking hates when you lie to his face. which is why you grin and tell him, "im just horny - you could be anyone -"

patrick nods like, 'aw, yeah?' and you feel an excited shiver go through you - are expecting it but still gasp when he grips you by the waist and roughly rolls you over onto your belly. he's pressed against your back immediately, big and crushing you against the too hot seats. fingers yanking down your shorts and panties at the same time, "you're such a fucking liar." he grunts, lifts up just enough to wrangle his own jeans and boxers down over his ass. "what am I gonna do about that, huh? you know that shit pisses me off."

you moan at the feel of that big dick of his, hard and hot as it slips between your cheeks. the blunt head slippery as it glides over your asshole - "god, i missed this ass, fuck -" you try to lift your hips, make it so he slips down to your pussy where you want him. are ready to take him. but he shoves you back down his pelvis, knocks the breath out of you when he winds his bicep around your neck. "ahh, no. you think you deserve this dick in your pussy after the shit you pulled? i thought i was too small for you- "

you try to cry out when you feel him slip over your hole again, trying to claw at his arm but you cant. your hands are trapped under your body. you're immobile. you've never been so fucking wet in your life.

"stop-" you pant weakly, even as you grind back against him. "not there patrick- please -"

"huh?" he grunts against your ear and you feel the press of his cockhead as it probes your tight asshole. "you tellin me no? said i couldn't have your cunt so im confused, baby -" it pushes futher against the tight ring and you wail. wiggling your hips to try and buck him off but he doesn't move a fucking inch.

"im not ready - i didn't prep - patrick dont. - please, im sorry -"

just the barest inch of his cock is fitted inside the tiny hole. he moves his hips so it presses in and out just barely, and the burn has your pussy weeping. the leather is sticky under you. "that's too bad -" patrick pants against you, his arm flexes against your throat and your eyes roll back at the pain in your ass as he pushes more into you. "- cause you fucking know what happens when you're a brat. knew this was comin'-"

and its true, you did. knew from the start that patricks favorite way to punish you, to work out his anger was on your tight ass.

and thats specifically why you didn't prep yourself.

"you can cry about it, its not gonna change it -" his head finally pops past the resistant ring of your stubborn rim. you squeal and buck under him and he groans, burying his face in your hair - "oh fuck - you're so goddamn tight - grip me with that ass, baby, yes -"

despite your cries and protests he forces himself in inch by inch into the tight passage of your body. until you feel the weight of his heavy balls on your wet pussy. it hurts so fucking bad. you're so full you could die. why is so fucking big?? god you're so turned on. you needed this.

contrary to every action before it, patrick softly kisses the back of your neck. loosens his arm around you just enough that you can sag fully down into the seats below and gulp in air.

"that's it, good girl -" his body completely folds over yours. no part of you seprated as he has you basically prone. he shifts his hips and rocks his cock into your sore ass. "just lay there and let daddy use you now."

you gargle out something of a reply. already drooling from the mouth. and this isn't even the end.

[blindmagdalena]

im so ❤️❤️ for creepy homelander rn! like stalker homelander, panty stealer, watching you sleep vibes.,,,,., my heart is full

he's just so terribly good at it.

who else is going to walk you home at night? it's dangerous out here for a pretty thing like you. it's okay that you can't see him. all that matters is that he can see you.

honestly it's cute how clueless you are. what would you do without him? he's been outside your place countless times and yet not once have you ever noticed him. he starts to feel bold. he wonders if maybe you do know, you just don't mind.

it makes leaving your window open seem like an invitation.

it's surreal to be inside the home he's watched from a distance. everything smells like you, but it doesn't stop him from picking up your shirt and pressing it to his mouth to take a deep huff. soft. everything about you is so damn soft.

especially when you sleep. he cocks his head while he stands there at the edge of your bed, watches you for a long while. your heart is steady, breaths shallow. you must be deep asleep then, dreaming away. dreaming of him, he hopes. he certainly dreams of you.

being so close is too much of a temptation. he wets his lips with a quick slide of his tongue and bends down. he ghosts his fingers just over your cheek, not quite daring to touch. he can smell the faint remnants of your toothpaste on your breath, your shampoo, and beneath it all, you. fuck, it's intoxicating, it's...

he brushes his lips ever so gently between your brows, his own breaths matching the cadence of yours. divine. you're divine. so unwittingly perfect. you don't even know. you have no idea.

he means to leave it there, but the pull is too great. he's greedy, drunk on the smell and the taste of you, and he can't stop himself from sampling your lips against his. soft, soft, soft. he knew they would be.

he's aching, yearning so intensely he could rip the covers away and take you just like this, shake you awake and declare himself and finally have you.

not yet.

he leaves, but not empty handed. he doesn't think you'll miss that pair of panties. not as much as he'll enjoy them.