#ima bite him

[bjornk1tty]

right. right. right. 🙂‍↕️

[wingedqueenlynx]

89!Crane my beloved-

I need to bite him (Both affectionately and aggressively)

also bonus for the moodboard background of him lol (can you spot the lil Jon doodle? >;3)

[itssovaa]

Hey, you, come here...

Ever kiss a demon before?

[eagleflieslover69]

Eagle fliesussy

[oreowooyoung]

sir i…🧎‍♀️

[sleep-0-deprived]

can i ask for the yan!roommate's reaction to the reader finding the camera in the bathroom and purposefully jacking off in front of it?

just found out about this blog and i am already hyped we need more subby yans in the world

Yandere roommate imagines (sub Yandere oc) ~!

A/N so the Yandere is just a random Oc you can imagine it as whoever I just needed a name for the fic! And you’re totally right there aren’t nearly enough sub Yandere as I’d like <33

Imagine you just got home from the gyms and all you wanna do is get into your shower you don’t have many other thoughts in your brain, you would have used the shower at the game but you have a “problem”~ between your legs and you knew you had to get home.

Imagine, you’re stripping your clothes cutting the hot water on as the mirror begins to fog up, your cock pressing to your stomach with precum oozing from the slit as you step in the shower running your fingers through your hair letting out a quiet grunt. You notice something from the corner of your eye when you’re looking up at the shower head, confused you reach for it picking it up you realize it’s a camera.

Imagine you already know who put the camera there I mean how could you not? There was only one man you knew creepy enough to wanna watch you shower and that was you’re roommate, and you know you felt a little generous you thought since you were already hard why not give him a show.

Imagine you sit the camera on a bath shelf and start speaking “I know you’re watching me Lucas” you grin as you bend down a little making sure your face was in full view as you use one hand to run down giving your pec a firm squeeze before gripping at your shaft giving one long stroke. On the other end of the camera Lucas sat in his room in the shared apartment nearly going feral when he sees your hand on your cock.

Imagine his face all red laying originally across his bed he soon gets up hurriedly trapping his laptop making sure the door was locked as he shakily grips the device for dear life feeling himself already aroused by the sight of you touching yourself, wanting nothing more than for your cock to be stuffed inside him as he rubs himself up against his matress letting out a few whines of desperation.

Imagine your hand holding your cock pointed straight at the camera giving him the perfect shot of your veins pulsing beneath your fingers while you bite at your bottom lip “didn’t know u had a total creep of a roommate, Lucas?~” you coo hazily standing in the shower the water running down your body down past your thighs with a few heaves meanwhile Lucas on the other hand wasn’t nearly as calm.

Imagine his hands fumbling with his zipper sitting the laptop on his bed as he pulls his boxers down placing the laptop on his pillows in front of his face as he drools, two fingers shoved between his lips with him laying on his stomach removing his fingers with them all coated in spit as he presses them to his rim pressing one finger in moving it in sync with your hand imagining it was your cock inside him as adrenaline fills his head making his body numb to the pleasure only becoming more infatuated with you each second as he murmurs out “y-es~” over and over.

Imagine when you cum you make sure your cock head is pointed directly at the camera lens, wanting him to see your red, angry looking tip when you climax. Your body tensing up intentionally not letting him see the face you make when you orgasm, only attempting to further tease your roommate with what he can’t seem to fully grasp hold of, which is you. “Hope you enjoyed my little show Lucas”

Imagine when Lucas sees that he’s in a whole other world of need, if he was feral before it was like he was a rabbit in the middle of heat because he pulled his hands away from himself with a little gasp while getting up not even bothering to turn his computer off, pouncing on you as soon as you make it to your bedroom with his brain all fuzzy and fast from your menacing taunts pulling your towel off.

Imagine your night ending with your roommate on top of you his thighs straddling you with his hands gripping your shoulders tightly mewling his lips all parted wide and his eyes half lidded and rolled back glossed over while he erratically lifts himself over and over again riding you harshly even when he feels like his rim is on fire from being stretched so long, you give his ass cheek a slap punching the ref handprint grumbling in his ear “this was what you wanted right?” As you hold his hip tightly grounding yourself deeper inside him pressing to his prostate roughly “then take it Lucas”

[rafesangelita]

thinking abt how rafe would be like when he takes the !readers virginities >.<

warnings: first times, sooo much praise, fingering, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, dirty talk, corruption kink, guided masturbation, oral (f. receiving), body worship, teasing, cream pie, overstimulation, hair pulling, breeding kink

a/n: i really enjoyed writing for all of my !readers in this format, so feel free to send in more req’s like this one <3

wc: 1.6k

₊˚⊹♡ bambi!reader:

poor bambi is soooo nervous, she’s trembling as rafe slips off her panties, his lips ghosting over the shell of her ear as he whispers the sweetest things to her. “m’gonna make you feel so good, pretty girl..” he’d insert his fingers in your mouth, telling you to get them nice and slick for him so he could ‘prep’ you for his cock. you’re gasping and whimpering his name when he finally curls his digits inside of you, your thighs threatening to shut around his hand when his thumb finds your sensitive bundle of nerves. “doing so good for me, bambi, ‘promise i’ll have you crying for another reason instead.” and he did. soon, your tears of discomfort turned into ones of pure bliss, your walls fluttering around the welcomed intrusion that was his cock. you’d be staring up at him with those doe eyes of yours while he pounded into you at an unforgiving speed, one hand stroking your clit, and the other wrapped around your neck as he made you unravel until you couldn’t take it anymore.

₊˚⊹♡ sheep!reader:

rafe felt like he was corrupting you with his filthiest fantasy yet. here, in front of him, he had your legs spread apart while he instructed you how to touch yourself. “doesn’t feel like you!” you’d cry out in frustration, your fingers doing nothing to stimulate you the way rafe’s did. he’d pinch your side for getting loud, a whimper leaving your lips at the action. “i just want you to do it yourself one time, baby, that’s all i’m asking.. y’think you can do that for me?” looking up to meet his heated gaze, you’d welcome his lips in a kiss before pathetically rubbing yourself over the pink cotton of your underwear. “you look like you’re close.. if you cum for me, maybe i’ll put it in..” that was all the encouragement you needed, rafe’s large hands cupping your tits as he pulled you onto his aching cock. you yelped when he poked at your entrance, your bottom lip raw from biting it so hard as he bounced you up and down his length. “poor baby, ‘gonna be so sore tomorrow, hmm?” burying your face in his neck, rafe would shush you while stroking your skin tenderly.

₊˚⊹♡ latina!kook!reader:

latina!kook!reader had rafe mesmerized the second he saw her, so now that she was bare beneath him, he couldn’t believe his eyes. far too perfect to be real, he made sure not an inch of her remained untouched. he was gentle as he lapped at the wetness between your thighs, his fingers intertwining with your own as your moans filled the air of your room. “you taste so sweet, angelita.” your eyes would flutter shut as your first orgasm of the night hit you in soft waves, each one magnifying the last. rafe kept tasting you, not being able to get enough until you begged him to be inside of you already. “por favor dámelo, ray— please give it to me, ray.” he cursed under his breath when he heard those words leave your mouth, both of smiling into a kiss as he sat between your folds. “ima give it to you, gorgeous.. i’ll give you whatever you ask for.” your face twisted in pain when he thrusted into you, the man above you holding you by your chin. “you’re so fucking perfect, i could cum just by hearing your voice.”

₊˚⊹♡ bitchy!kook!reader:

rafe is so smug that he gets to be her first fuck, he keeps saying things like, ‘you really gonna let me pop your cherry?’ which only makes her roll her eyes, even as rafe’s tapping his glistening tip against her clit. “can you stop being annoying—” your words die in your throat when he slips inside, both of you gasping as you enveloped every inch of him. “ah, fuck, why do i feel like i’m the one losing my virginity here?” rafe was whispering against your skin, your nails digging into his flesh when the dull ache between your legs turned into pure bliss. you’re kissing him frantically, your teeth clashing together as he pins you down to the mattress by your hips. “tell me you love this shit.” rafe is pulling your hair, forcing you to look down at where you two are connected as you gasp at the sight. “fuck you.” rafe laughs before flashing you a glare. “you already are.” in seconds, he has you in a mean mating press, the words “i love it, i love it, i love it!” is all you could muster as he fucks you absolutely stupid.

₊˚⊹♡ bitchy!pogue!reader:

she’s annoyed when rafe keeps bothering her about it, his fascination only growing for you when you let it slip that you’ve never slept with anyone before. “come on..” he’s in your ear, fingers slipping under your shirt, “just the tip, i promise.” what a lie that was. all it takes is barry leaving the trailer for a few hours before he’s bending you over, pressing your head into the pillows as he digs you out. your glittery nails are clutching your sheets for dear life, your hips moving to meet his thrusts when he starts stroking your clit. “i’m the only one who can fill up this cunt, you hear me?” you’re too busy crying tears of pleasure to acknowledge him, a yelp leaving your lips when he pulls you up against his chest. “just a brainless fuck doll, that’s what you are.” you’re nodding, letting him rut into you until he’s spilling into you, his seed making a mess between your thighs as he rubs your clit into overstimulation. “i’m gonna break you in just fine, babygirl, just wait and see.” you’re a fucked out mess by the time he pulls his clothes back on, his palm delivering a sharp smack to your ass before he’s leaving to conduct ‘business’.

₊˚⊹♡ kook!sweetheart!reader:

rafe is unsure, even as your robe slips off of your body, revealing the gorgeous lingerie set underneath. “i want it to be you,” rafe is welcoming you onto his lap, groaning when you drag your hips against his, “i want you on top of me.. inside of me..” your voice is soft in his ears, his skin feeling hot against yours. “is this what you really want? ‘want me to fuck you?” your wrapping your legs around his waist, both of your lips melting together perfectly. rafe could see the desire in your eyes, along with the nerves as he’s laying you down on your back. unsnapping your bra with one hand, he’s marveling at sight of your tits as they spill out of the lacey material. after making sure you came at least three times around his fingers, you were feeling ready as ever when he finally aligned himself with your entrance, his hand taking yours as he slowly pushed inside. you didn’t feel any pain, the stretch around his cock making you moan. “you’re the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen, taking me so good like this..” rafe praised you, talking you through it all until you came, again and again, with a cry of his name.

₊˚⊹♡ farmer’s!daughter!reader:

a particular cowboy couldn’t wait to rock your world for the first time, even if it meant having to take you in the barn at three in the morning so you two couldn’t get caught by anyone. rafe is enthralled by your smile as the moonlight peaks through the old wood, casting its light onto your bodies. “sit still, sweetheart, i’m trynna make this as painless as possible..” rafe is holding you down, clamping a hand over your mouth to muffle your giggles. “you won’t hurt me—” as soon as he breaks into your walls, your shrieking at the mere girth alone, your eyes rolling back when you felt the ridges of his cock stroke the soft spot inside of you that made you see stars. hands flying out to hold onto his biceps, rafe starts thrusting into you until your whimpers turn into moans, your heels digging in his lower back so he could go deeper. “fuck, darlin’, i might have to breed you.. ‘lock this pussy down.” you clenched around him even tighter at the prospect of having him finish inside of you. “please, i want it!” you kissed his fingers, taking the digits between your lips as he smiled down at you. “yeah? have us some babies running around here?”

₊˚⊹♡ pogue!sweetheart!reader:

rafe was reeling when you told him it was your first time when he was already inside of you. “what?!” his eyes widened as you peered up at him innocently. “it’s okay!” you winced when he pulled out, his hands finding your own. “baby, why wouldn’t you tell me?” he was pressing kisses to your knuckles, concern etched all over his face. “i just didn’t want to make it a big deal..” you were whispering now, still needy for your boyfriend as he rolled on top of you. “i could understand that, but at least i’d be a bit more, you know.. gentle.” you laughed, throwing your leg over his hip so he was resting on your mound. “what if if i don’t want you to be?” rafe shuddered, the drop of your voice making his cock twitch. “those are dangerous words..” his jaw clenched as you sighed dreamily. “you could always just say no—” just as you pouted, he caged you between his arms and gave you exactly what you were asking for. of course, he still started off soft, kissing you warmly as his hips barely rocked into yours. but as soon as you were whining, begging for more force, his thrusts became brutal as he plowed into you like there was no tomorrow.

[kissitbttr]

holup— ima need a moment with my thoughts 🥵🥵 miguel sending reader’s ex a photo mid-sex is so petty and so him!! he would follow up with a video of himself giving you back shots (he’ll hide your face because he’s a gentlemen (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)), flip the camera around to show his face with a smirk and say “lose her number” because he’s a cocky ass mf

MAAAN you’re onto something anon, cuz a waterfall just breaks down in between my legs🤤🤤

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“hmm, you like that huh, baby?”

his lips pulls into a lazy smirk, heavy panting as he pounds you from behind. both of his hands gripping onto your hips, talons digging slightly into the skin giving you the perfect pain of pleasure,

“yes papi—fuck yes” you mewl, mouth slightly wide open as you release another moan that makes his cock twitch. “i love how deep you get inside me”

he exhales a dark chuckle as he pounds faster, “sé que te gusta. dirty, dirty fucking girl.” then he leans slightly to whisper on your ear. “only for me, hm?”

you nod, biting down onto your lower lip as you’re running out of things to say. your brain tends to fogged when you have his cock deep inside your cunt, but you wouldn’t have it any other way,

as he about to fist your hair up, he hears a ‘ding’ coming from your phone. his brows furrowed curiously, because who the fuck is hitting up your phone at this hour? couldn’t be someone from work,

“who’s that?” he asks breathlessly as he watches you pull your head back before grabbing your phone and check,

“aw fuck”

“what?” he asks again, hearing you groan. “who is it?”

“remember Jonathan?” you ask as you look over your shoulder at him

oh man, he does not need to be told twice.

his expression then slowly formed into anger and annoyance, grunting in disgust as he snatches your phone,

“i’ll teach him a fucking lesson” he says through gritted teeth, hips snapping back into yours as he continues to thrust even faster,

miguel unlocks your phone, pressing the camera before he starts to take a video of your backside. the sound of your dirty moans are filling the room as he plunges deeper, his other hand coming to give your ass a smack.

the word ‘papi’ and ‘miguel’ keeps falling off your lips like a prayer, and it just feeds his ego even more. because he knows that Jonathan will watch this video and learns that you don’t belong to that sorry excuse of a man anymore.

no. you belong to him.

“tell me, baby” he adjusts the camera to the back of your head, making sure that your face isn’t in it. “who’s pussy is this?”

“yours” you say without any hesitation, knuckles turning white from gripping the sheets far too hard. “and no one else’s”

“good girl” he then flips the camera to show his face. his expression is dead serious, eyes locked into the screen as if he’s staring Jonathan in person. and for the icing on a cake, his fangs make a tiny bit appearance just to creep him off.

“lose her number, tú hijo de puta. or i’ll kill you” with that he sends it to your ex, throwing your phone to the side. “now he fucking knows to not text you anymore ”

hearing that makes you flush as you giggle. miguel’s hand slowly glide down against you back and pressing you onto the mattress so he can lay his body down completely on top. “my woman” he whispers lowly into your ear,

“hm, maybe next time if he does it again, you should take a picture of me sucking your cock, right papi?” you suggest with a sly smirk,

he groans at that, his hand coming up to choke you as the other supporting his weight beside your torso.

“ay, that’s why you’re my everything, mami”

[brxken0rex]

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[hurlingdown]

Ima eat you and your writing it’s so good can I please get a whiny sub Luffy x domtop male reader who’s like kinda tall I’m talking a tad bit shorter then brook type tall you can ignore if this is too specific 👍 love your work

EAT YOU UP — TOP MALE READER X MONKEY D. LUFFY

synopsis. luffy loved to sleep in your lap. it was warm, comfortable, and a big enough seat for him to nestle into. it didn't particularly bother you, and even if it did, you wouldn't be able to say no to your adorable captain anyway. just like you hadn't been able to say no to him when his ulterior motives re-surfaced. wc. 1.6k

tags. whiny! sub! luffy, dom! reader. size difference, reader's got a big cock, anal sex, virginity loss, cum eating, tongue-fucking, blowjob, he has no gag reflex, luffy being luffy, bit fluffy ngl

Luffy revelled in your size difference. 

The way you towered over him, your large hands being able to completely encircle his waist. Not to mention, you made such a good makeshift bed that he just couldn’t help but snuggle into your lap most afternoons, just to take a fat nap. 

You never really minded, as it didn’t interfere with your routine. Plus, having a lap warmer with you anywhere you went was undeniably a huge bonus. 

Today was one of those afternoons. 

Luffy hummed a song, squirming on your lap to find a comfortable position for his nap. You didn’t think much of it at first, until he started shifting about, his back pressed against your chest to directly sit on your cock. 

You froze, feeling the heat rush to your face, and somewhere else—it didn’t help that the rubber captain never kept still. Still, you couldn’t find it in you to push him off, as he had looked up at you with an adorably blinding grin, his gummy smile having wormed its way into your heart long ago. 

“Luffy,” you began awkwardly. 

“You’re hard today.” 

You spluttered. “I’m what today?” 

He turned around in your lap to blink innocently at you. “You’re harder than usual today, y/n!” 

“Oh. Haha… I am, aren’t I?” You let out a breath of relief. It hadn’t occurred to you that Luffy quite possibly didn’t know about that sort of stuff; or perhaps wasn’t interested in all, seeing as he never bat an eye to the beautiful, well-endowed Boa Hancock who practically threw herself at him at every chance. 

You were absorbed in your thoughts until you felt a hand palm your hard cock roughly. 

“Luffy!” Your hips bucked upwards, nearly throwing him off your lap. “What was that for—” 

“So yours does the same thing, too. Shishi, I thought my dick was broken when I touched it and it turned hard!” 

Oh. So he had touched himself before. Guess you could save yourself from having to give ‘the talk’ to an absolute airhead. 

“Wow,” Luffy continued to squeeze and fondle your cock through the thin layer of your pants, making you bite your lip to suppress a groan. “You’re pretty big!” 

“Captain,” you snapped, finally, glaring at him as he pouted. “This isn’t appropriate.” 

“But why not?” he protested, still not releasing his death-grip on your cock. 

“This—we—aren’t in that sort of relationship.” 

Luffy simply frowned. “Do we have to be in a relationship to touch each other’s dicks?” 

“Well, no, but—” 

“Good!” 

Before he went back to straight-up kneading your poor cock, you grabbed his wrists and bound them behind his back with one hand. 

“But why?” he whined loudly, bottom lip jutting out as he stared up at you. “I want to! You gotta let me! I’m the captain!” 

You sighed. “You may be my captain, but that doesn’t mean you get to take advantage of your superiority to sexually harass me whenever you want.” 

“I’m not sensually harassing you, or whatever that is!” 

“It’s ‘sexually harass’, not sensually harass. And—why do you even want to do this in the first place? You’ve never acted like this before when you napped on me before.” 

“I just suddenly want to! What’s the matter with that?!” Luffy looked petulant, almost angry as he couldn’t get what he wanted, and he retracted one of his legs hooked around your waist to tramp on your cock. 

You let out a guttural moan at that, and Luffy’s eyes had widened visibly, as though he wanted to hear more. 

“Hey, y/n? My dick’s hard.” 

“Is this what you wanted, baby?” 

Luffy’s knees were pressed into the mattress above his shoulders, making good use of his stretchiness as he shudders and whines a response beneath you. His hole is stretched perfectly around your cock, warm and wet and tight, taking you to the brim so well. 

“Y-yeah, puh—please!” he wailed desperately, raking his nails on your back as you angled your hips, thrusting up into his sweet spot. “So—so big—ah!” 

“There it is.” You grinned, hands fully wrapping around his waist to tug him back onto your cock like a ragdoll, perfectly nailing his prostate again. “Think we found it, mm?” 

Luffy nodded his head weakly, trembling all over as you railed him into the mattress with each heavy thrust, before dragging him back. “Feels really g-good! Right—right there!” 

“Here, captain?” You purposefully missed, tip of your cock barely grazing it, and he whined shamelessly. 

“No! Not there!” he moaned, shaking his head in frustration as he looked at you with pleading eyes. “Y/n, I need it s-so bad!” 

You would have never thought that Luffy was capable of such dirty talking. But right now—with your captain willingly spreading his legs for you, hole stretched wide open and insides rearranging themselves to fit your huge cock, you couldn’t even process it except for how good it felt. 

“And what’s the magic word, love?” 

“M-magic word?” He blinks at you confusedly. “I don’t know any—any magic word! I’m not—a magician, ah, silly!” 

Warmth curled in your chest at how utterly ridiculous Luffy was, and you gave a little laugh, before leaning down to kiss him. Luffy kissed you back with eagerness, biting and sucking impatiently at your lower lip. As you fucked your tongue into that pliant little mouth of his, mirroring your cock’s every thrust, he had sucked on it and moaned around it, drool spilling down the sides of his mouth as though it felt heavenly for him. 

“So full…” Luffy whimpered around your tongue, eyes rolling back in ecstasy—and you couldn’t pinpoint which hole he was referring to. 

You reeled back after a long kiss, going back to pounding into him as he whined for “harder”, for “more”, and “wanting to eat the funny liquid that comes out of your cock”. 

Your breath hitched in surprise as you realised what Luffy meant. “Want me to cum down your throat, baby? That what you want?” You could feel yourself getting closer and closer, his warm, spongy walls pulsating around you every time you pulled back, as though wanting to keep you inside forever. 

“Yes, yes—wanna, wanna know what you taste like, y/n!” he babbled mindlessly, clinging on to your shoulders as you flattened the head of your cock against his prostate, grinding hard and deliberately. “Ugh, ugh—it feels weird—” 

“Yeah? You gonna come for me, sweetheart? Fucking do it—cum on my cock, captain.” 

With the mention of his title, Luffy’s eyes squeezed shut before his head lolled back with a loud, drawn-out moan, body jerking violently and cock spurting all over his chest and abdomen. His hole clenched around you as tight as sin, and you had to hold back with all your willpower to not come on the spot. 

Luffy panted, still twitching beneath you as he raised one shaky finger, bringing it up to his face to point into his open mouth. Asking silently. 

You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, but once you got the green light, you rammed back into his twitching hole, no longer prioritising his pleasure over yours, only able to process how divine it felt to be making love to your captain. As you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm, you pulled out of his hole all of a sudden and plunged your cock into his ready, parted mouth, cumming so hard down his throat you felt yourself ascend. 

Luffy’s lips wrapped around the base of your cock, sucking hard and milking you throughout your orgasm. You groaned, low and deep, thrusting messily into tight wet heat as cum steadily dribbled down a vacuum, as though insatiable. 

You released your hold on his hair as you felt yourself go soft, staring incredulously down at a red-faced Luffy who was sucking at you as if he was trying to swallow your entire cock. 

“Luff,” you huffed, gently wiping away a line of his own cum that had somehow splattered on his collarbones. “That’s enough.” 

It was then that he finally pulled back, frantically sucking air through his mouth. “I—I couldn’t taste it,” he whined, the corners of his lips turning down unhappily. “Your cum, or whatever. I couldn’t taste it and it went down my throat!” 

Oh. Oh. 

You suppressed a laugh—because that was what he was being prissy about. Caressing his face affectionately, you went to lay down beside him. “I’m sorry. Next time I’ll just put the tip inside.” 

“It’s fine. I felt full enough.” 

Luffy had to stop dropping these one-liners that made you gape. 

“What? Why’re you lookin’ at me like that?” He looked at you, frowning with confusion. “Y’know, this almost made me as full as the banquet-thingy Sanji put together last week. There was so much yummy food! Your dick was really good, too, though—so don’t get jealous.” 

You really had to get used to the way Luffy talked—because he talked way too much and it drove you absolutely crazy. In an almost ‘too good’ way. This had to stop. 

“Luffy.” You pulled him into your arms, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he giggled happily. “Stop talking.”  masterlist! # luffy is such a fun character to write lol

[mattyriddlesbitch]

ima need to see some Theodore Nott x fem!reader smut where he finds out he likes being sub for only his girlfriend, please and thanks. this is so bad but make him gag on her fingers, i beg of you.

So Needy

Theodore Nott x F!Reader

Warnings: Sub!Theo, Dom!Reader, oral(both male and female), I guess a tad of orgasm control, cussing.

18+ Minors DNI!

You have no idea just how much I love this ask. I was about to put the finger gagging thing in a sub Draco one, but decided against it. I have soooooo many thoughts on sub Theo. But for now, I’ll just do the first time he lets you dom him.

He was a little hesitant to let you take control, but his reason was that he didn’t want you to think any less of him. He didn’t want you thinking he was weak or pathetic.

But he was just so tired. And you were so so needy. And he likes taking care of you.

He was lying on his bed with you straddling him, grinding down on him for a little friction, a little relief. He had to admit, the sight of you on top of him was something he always loved. But you were a little hesitant to ride him before now. Now you were craving his dick in you. But you knew he was tired. He had just gotten back from a grueling quidditch practice. But he also just showered and smelled so good. And the way you felt his dick strain against his sweatpants as you were grinding on him felt so good.

“You know I wanna take care of you, mi amore.” He said, rubbing his hands on your thighs, your bare thighs, under your skirt.

“I wanna ride you.” You said, putting your palms on his chest for more leverage to keep grinding on him.

“Are you sure?” He asked, but he could see your blown out pupils and the way you were breathing.

“Yes.” You answer quickly.

“Alright, principessa, if you really want to.” He nodded slightly and you scrambled to get off of him quickly.

You quickly tugged off his sweatpants and underwear, and kneeled between his legs. He was already so hard from your grinding. You took his cock in your hand and leaned down, spitting on his cock and using your hand to spread it down the length of his dick. You teased his tip and he let out a soft groan. That groan went straight to your core and you moaned in return. You took him in your mouth now, slowly, oh so slowly and he threw his head back into the pillows.

“Your mouth is so perfect.” He said before looking back at you. He really did want to grip your hair and guide you, but he also loved the way you teased him. It drove him crazy. So he grabbed at the sheets instead. You looked up at him and it nearly killed him. He watched as you trailed your tongue along the bottom of his shaft and that sight alone could make him cum. He’s definitely remembering that the next time you can’t help him out. He was biting at his lip as he watched you, moaning desperately as you took him back into your mouth.

But that only lasted a few more moments before you had an idea and stood up, pulling off your panties. He watched you as you climbed back onto the bed, only this time you moved to straddle his face. His face was covered by your skirt, but he didn’t care. His mouth was on your pussy instantly, moving his hands to hold your hips. You moaned as you left him lapping at your pussy desperately. Almost like he was the one who started this all.

“God, Theo, you’re so good for me.” You said, holding onto the headboard. He moaned into you in response. He seemed to like that. A lot. “You’re such a good boy for me.” You said before reaching down and moving your skirt a bit to hold onto his hair. You started riding his face, moving your hips to rub your pussy on his tongue. He was moaning and groaning so loud now, even louder than you, like this is what he lived for. “That’s it, baby, just keep doing that for me.” You said, throwing your head back as you moaned. His face was still hidden by your skirt, but if you could see him, you could see just how fucked out and pussy drunk he was.

Your orgasm came faster than expected. You trembled and cried out above him and he just stayed there, holding you up as he helped you ride out your high. 

You moved off of his face and now you could see just how fucked out he was. Face red, pupils blown, lips and chin all wet from you, chest heaving as he watched you strip fully before coming back to the bed, kneeling beside him.

“You wanna cum now, baby?” You asked him, running a hand through his hair as he nodded. “No. I need your words. What do you want?” You asked and reached your hand to stroke at his cock.

He closed his eyes for a second, groaning softly before looking at you again. “I wanna cum in you, cara mia.” He said, and you could feel him trying to thrust into your hand for more friction.

“Beg.” It was a simple command. But you had no idea where this came from. You’d never done this before. But it was amazing. Seeing your hot, strong, and desperate boyfriend begging for you and letting you do whatever you wanted with him. He was hesitating, so you moved your hand from his cock and he whimpered. That fucking whimper.

“I need to cum in you so bad, principessa, please. Please fuck me.” He said, he looked so embarrassed. But it seemed his neediness outweighed it.

“So fucking needy.” You said and moved to straddle him, positioning him at your entrance. “And here you were, complaining about how tired you were.” You teased him before starting to sink down on him, moaning at the feeling. He moaned as well, grabbing at the sheets again so he wouldn’t touch you. He just wanted to see you ride him, take care of him, more than anything else in the world at this moment. You both moaned once he was fully inside you, taking a moment to adjust to his cock.

Once you started to move, he really didn’t hold back any sounds. All the moans, groans, whimpers, whines, curses, compliments. They all came out of his mouth as he watched your pussy taking his cock over and over. He couldn’t look away.

“You’re talking so much, amore mio. What’s got you so loud?” You said in a bit of a teasing tone.

“You feel so good, so tight, so warm.” He said, moaning again as you put your hands on his chest to start grinding, making his dick hit that spot inside you that could make you cum so hard you’ll scream.

“How about we put that mouth to use then.” You said and brought one hand up to his mouth, shoving two fingers in it. He was moaning around them now, licking and sucking away. “That’s my good boy.” You said and he rolled his eyes back, groaning. “You love being so good for me, don’t you?” You ask him and he moaned in response with the smallest nod. “You wanna be a good boy and fill me up?” He moaned and nodded again in response. “Ask me for it then.” You said and he groaned against your fingers. “You gotta ask.” He opened his mouth and was moaning, you could tell he was trying to talk, but your fingers were stopping him. “You’re trying so hard. You’re doing such a good job.” He whined and you smiled. “I wanna feel you cum inside, baby.” You said and he nodded slightly again, going back to wrapping his pretty lips around your fingers. 

You kept grinding on him, curses and praises leaving your mouth as his cock fit that spot over and over until you came again, trembling and cursing. He was right behind you, the feeling of your pussy cumming on him sending him over the edge, and he was filling you with his cum until it was spilling out of you.

As you both caught your breath, he leaned his head back onto the pillows, pulling off your fingers as he stared up at you.

“That was so fucking hot, cara mia.” He said, rubbing his hands soothingly on your hips and thighs. “You’re so hot when you’re in charge like that.”

“I have no idea what came over me.” You admit, still breathing heavily.

“I hope it comes over you more.”

[nina-ya]

Request since you want something nsfw: reader getting horny and interrupting Law while he’s working/studying, reader sucking his cock under the desk (out of view) when someone suddenly enters the room, Law having to control his breathing and pretend everything’s fine, then reader getting absolutely railed against the desk when the other person leaves the room. Happy writing! x

A/N: HI NONNIE!! thank you for being patient with me! I enjoyed this a little too much and made this much longer than I originally intended but here!! Pairing: Law x AFAB!reader CW: NSFW MINORS DNI, oral sex (male receiving), masturbation, would this be exhibitionism? ima say that for now! unprotected sex (wrap it up yall), law calls reader a slut like twice, creampie, rough sex • masterlist • ko-fi • discord server •

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You tried to hold back and wait for Law to wrap up his work. He told you it would only just be ‘a bit longer.’ That was 3 hours ago. You tried so desperately to wait, going through the motions of distracting yourself: flipping through a book, taking a shower, even just lying on Law’s bed, legs dangling off the side The longer Law sat at his desk though, jotting down notes and muttering under his breath, the more restless you became. 

Impatience was soon overshadowed by desire and every glance at him, every time he brushed his fingers over his hair, every shift of his body sent heat pooling between your legs. The way he looked so focused, so intent on his work, only added fuel to the flame. And as the minutes dragged on, your frustration grew.

You bite your lip and glance over at him from where you sat, letting out a huff. He looked so serene, so unaffected, it was as if the idea of getting lost in you hadn’t even crossed his mind. 

Enough was enough. 

You got up and padded over to him. He didn’t notice you at first, too engrossed in whatever he was writing down. You were now behind him, hands reaching up and gently sliding over his shoulders, and in response he just stiffened slightly, barely acknowledging your presence. 

“I said I’d be done soon,” he muttered, but that rasp in his voice told you that he wasn’t quite as unaffected by your presence as he seemed. 

You leaned down, pressing into his back, and your fingers trailed down his chest, slowly. Your lips brushed the shell of his ear as you whispered, “Three hours is hardly ‘soon,’ Law.”

You could feel him tensing up below you, his body going stiff beneath your touch. But he still didn’t look up at you. 

“Come on,” you murmur, “just take a break, you need one.” you pull his chair back, the legs dragging against the floor and you shift so now you’re in front of him. Law watched you, pen still gripped in his hand, and he called out your name in a warning tone. 

You ignored the warning in his voice, sinking to your knees and shimmying slightly underneath the desk with a playful grin. You wanted to make him lose control, to force him out of that concentrated calm. 

Your fingers made quick work of the button and zipper of his jeans, and before he could protest, you were freeing him from the confines of his pants. His cock was already hard, the weight of it heavy as you stroked him slowly, teasing him with feather-light touches that had him gripping the pen in his hand until his knuckles turned white. 

“Stop that,” he growled, though it lacked any conviction. His body betrayed him, hips twitching slightly as you leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his tip. 

“Make me,” you whisper, lips brushing the head before taking him into your mouth. Law hissed out, his head tipping back slightly as you swallowed him down. The tip of your mouth, the wet warmth of your tongue as you swirled around him– it was everything that he didn’t realize he needed. Law let out a sigh as he caved to your advances, dropping the pen in his head with a small thud as it hit the floor. ‘Well that didn’t last very long’ you thought to yourself as he gave in rather quickly. He leaned back into his chair, breath deepening as one inked hand snaked through your hair, guiding it up and down his length. 

As you slurped and sucked on him, you can't help but let one of your own hands drift lower. The need between your legs is unbearable, the heat pooling in your core is screaming for attention. You part your thighs, fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your underwear, determined to relieve yourself of the building pressure.

The moment your fingers brush your swollen clit, a low moan vibrates in your throat, muffled by Law’s cock between your lips. The sensation sends waves of pleasure surging right to your core, and you grind your hips against your hand as you continue to bob your head, your tongue swirling around the head of his cock in slow, torturous circles.

Your lips glide over Law’s cock, taking him deeper with each movement, your cheeks hollowing as you suck, swirling your tongue around the sensitive tip. “Fuck,” he hisses out, hips beginning to roll in time with your movements, meeting your mouth halfway as you take him in. You hum softly in satisfaction, taking him deeper, your fingers continuing their lazy circle over your clit. 

knock knock knock

Your entire body freezes in place, your mouth still wrapped around Law’s cock, and your heart leaping into your throat. 

“Captain?” a voice calls out, startling you. Fuck it’s Shachi. And he's blissfully unaware of what's happening under this desk. 

Shahi doesn’t even wait before opening the door and stepping inside. Law stiffens, his grip on your hair tightening reflexively as his breath hitches. You hold back the urge to yelp out at the sudden pain in your hair, but the grip loosens thankfully. You see his entire body tense beneath you, but when he speaks up, his voice remains calm. “What is it?”

“I needed to go over some reports with you, do you have a second?” Shachi asked, casually unbothered, as though you are not just a few feet away kneeling under this desk with a cock shoved down your throat. 

Law’s jaw clenches, his gaze briefly flickering to you, eyes narrow as if daring you to move. But you can’t help yourself. A wicked idea flickers through your mind, and you slowly take him once more, the wet heat of your tongue sliding against his length. 

Law sucks in a sharp breath, his hand trembling against your scalp as he struggles to keep his voice even. “Can it wait?” he mutters out rather quickly. 

“Um, we need to get this sorted now-”

“Get on with it.” Law interrupts, praying that Shachi will wrap this up quickly. 

“There’s been an issue with the supply inventory. I wanted to get your approval for–”

Your tongue flicks over his sensitive tip as you bob your head slowly, teasing him in a way that has him biting down on his lower lip to keep from groaning. His thighs tense, cock twitching in your mouth, but he somehow finds the strength to keep it together. 

“Mm… just leave it on my desk,” Law says, voice heavy and more strained than usual. He leans forward slightly, trying to maintain that illusion of composure as you continue to torment him beneath the desk. 

You hollow your cheeks, sucking him harder, determined to make him lose his cool. The satisfaction of knowing that you are pushing him to the edge while he tries to maintain a normal conversation makes your own arousal spike, and you grind your hips against your hand once more, holding back a moan of your own as you work him over. 

Shachi is still talking, something about requisitions and updates, but Law’s mind is far from focused on his words. He lets out a shuddering breath as you take him deeper, the head of his cock brushing the back of your throat. The grip in your hair tightens as a means of warning you, but you ignore it, your lips and tongue moving in a rhythm that is aimed at driving him mad. 

You glance up at him again, watching as his jaw clenches harder, his eyes squeeze shut for a moment as he fights that internal battle. His entire body is taut with the effort of holding back, but you can feel how close he is to losing control. 

Law’s voice breaks just slightly as he interrupts Shachi mid-sentence. “Leave it,” he practically barks out, impatience dripping in his tone. “Now.”

There’s a pause, and you hear Shachi shift, clearly caught off guard by the abruptness. “Uh… sure thing.”

Your heart races as you hear the door shut with a ‘click’ and the second it closes, Law’s hand tightens in your hair, pulling your mouth off of him with a harsh tug. You whine out, the sound echoing in the sudden silence, and you can see his amber eyes darken, igniting with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. There’s something dangerously possessive in his gase as it locks onto yours, and before you can blink, he’s yanking you up from under the desk, forcing you to stand as the chair scrapes back violently. 

“You little brat,” he hisses, spinning you around and slamming your chest against the desk, his body pressed tightly against your back. You barely have time to brace yourself as he tears your underwear down, his fingers sliding between your soaked folds, inked fingers being coated by your essence. “Thought you can tease me and get away with it?”

You whimper out in response, and you push your hips back against him, desperate for more. His fingers graze over your throbbing clit, ripping whimpers from you with every slight touch, before pulling you away, leaving you trembling with anticipation. 

Law growls low in his throat, his chest pressed flush against your back as he leans over you. His breath is hot against your neck and you grip the edge of the desk, knuckles turning white. His fingers, still slick with your arousal, dig into your hips, guiding you into position. The tension between you two is nearly about to snap, and you can feel the heat radiating off of him as his cock throbs against your entrance, teasing you with shallow thrusts. 

“Is this what you wanted?” he rasps, voice rough. His hand slides up your spine, fingers dancing along your back until they reach your neck. In one motion, he pushes your head down, pressing your cheek against the cold surface of the desk. “Answer me.” 

You try to speak but all that escapes is a whimper, your body trembling beneath him as you strain against his hold. His grip tightens, fingers pressing into your neck as he holds you firmly in place. 

“I asked you a question,” he hisses out, his hips grinding against your ass, pushing you harder against the desk. “Is this what you wanted, you little minx?”

“Yes,” you gasp, “Yes Law. I need you.”

The confession seemed to snap whatever thin thread of restraint he had left and he pushed his cock in, slamming until he was buried all the way inside. The moment that Law thrusts into you, the world narrows to that intoxicating sensation of him stretching you. Your body jerks forward with the force, the hard edge off the desk biting into your hips as your hole swallows every inch of him. The fullness is almost too much, too sudden, and a loud cry rips from your throat. 

His hand keeps you firmly in place as you squirm beneath him, overwhelmed by the intensity of his thrusts, each one rougher than the last. You are completely at his mercy, and the thought of it only makes your body pulse with even more desire. 

His other hand trails along your side, the touch deceptively soft as it makes its way to your waist, squeezing it with a bruising grip. He pulls you back onto him as he slams into you again and again, the sound of skin meeting skin filling the room alongside your whimpers and mewls. You can barely think straight, barely holding onto reality as he fuck you deeper, harder, grinding his hips into yours with each thrust. 

“Look at you,” Law growls, his voice thick with need as he looms over you. “So fucking desperate… couldn’t even wait. You wanted to get caught, didn’t you? That’s why you didn’t stop when we had some company, right?”

Heat flushes your face as the embarrassment of just how right he was and the thrill of it just hits you. You try to shake your head, try to deny it, but the truth still clings to the edges of your mind. You could never admit that the idea of almost getting caught only turned you on more. 

Law’s chuckle is low and dark. “Didn’t care who was in the room, did you?” he continues, each thrust accentuating his words. “So fucking impatient… just had to have me. What would they have thought if you knew what a little slut you are?”

Tears prick at the corners of your eyes, the discomfort of the desk digging into your hips, the way your face is squished against the surface, the feeling of his cock dragging in and out of you, the overwhelming pleasure bubbling up inside of you, the sting of his words– all combining and sending your emotions into a state of disarray and gasping for air. 

“I-I couldn’t wait,” you choke out, your voice a broken whimper. “I needed you, Law, I–”

“You needed me,” he mocks, punctuating his words with a particularly brutal thrust that rips a scream from your throat. “Yeah? You needed to risk getting caught with my cock in your mouth while someone was standing right there? You're fucking shameless.”

“I-I can’t,” you gasp, your voice breaking as the tears spill down your cheeks. The pleasure building inside of you is unbearable, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter until you feel like you are going to explode. “Law, please”

“You wanted this,” he responds, his voice rough and low as he keeps pounding into you. “Wanted me to fuck you like this, didn’t you?” The hand that was on your neck releases and threads through your hair, gripping and pulling your head back, earning a yelp from you. “You just had to get me riled up like that. Well, here you fucking are, and you’re gonna take it like the good little slut you are, right?”

Law shifts his hips and the head of his cock starts to hit that spot inside of you that makes your vision blur and makes you forget your name. Your cries of pleasure seem to heighten in pitch and your body starts to tremble more. You attempt to whimper out something along the lines of ‘right there!’ and ‘don’t stop’ hoping that Law can decipher your pleasure-induced babbling. And he does, continuing to snap his hips into you as you rapidly approach the edge. 

It doesn't take long before you are thrown over the edge. You chant his name, your body convulsing as your orgasm takes over your entire body, every muscle in your body spasming and twitching as the pleasure crashes over you. Your walls clamp down on him, pulsing rapidly as he fucks you through your orgasm. 

Law is not far behind, releasing the hand from your hair and planting it on the other side of your hips, his thrusts speeding up before he stills, panting heavily as his cock twitches inside of you, ropes of his warm seed filling you. 

You both just stay there for a moment, chests heaving as you attempt to catch your breath. And then slowly, Law pulls you out, earning a whimper from you at the feeling of suddenly feeling empty. He grips your sides and lifts you up, turning you around and sitting you on the desk, now facing him. One of his hands slides up to cup your cheek, wiping away the tear streaks with the pad of his thumb. His touch is much more gentle now, juxtaposing the behavior just moments ago as he leans down and presses a soft kiss to the side of your face. 

“You did so good,” he murmurs, his voice losing that sharp edge. 

Before you can respond, Law captures your lips in a slow, deep kiss. It's so much different from the roughness from before. 

“Thank you for making me take a break,” he mutters against your lips, his voice clearly having a teasing edge to it. And he leans in and kisses you again, the kiss this time being much slower as his hands roam your body, this time with softness and loving as if he is taking his time this time around to memorize the way your skin feels under his fingertips. Law’s lips trail from your mouth to your jawline, planting featherlight kisses against your skin, sending tingles down your spine. 

You smile, and a soft chuckle escapes your lips as your fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt. “You needed it,” you whisper with a light touch of your own as your hands slide up his chest. 

Law hums in agreement, pulling back and his eyes flicker down to your lips for a moment before capturing them in another slow, deep kiss. His hands, no longer urgent, caress your body with a newfound patience, his fingers gliding ofer your body as if he is savoring every touch. It’s clear now that this isn’t over– not for him, not yet. There is a different hunger in his kiss, one that screams of something far less rushed. 

He pulls away slightly to murmur, “I want to take my time with you this time.” And he kisses you deeply once more as he coaxes you into a slow burning fire that reignites between you. 

The night stretches ahead, filled with more touches, more kisses, more shared noises of pleasure as he takes his time, cherishing every second with you. 

[zeltqz]

selfish, selfish lover | haitani ran

syn. being in a no strings attached relationship with ran is hard, especially when he's so emotionally unavailable for your tastes.

notes. originally this was going to be for shuji because....duh, but then i had a dream of this exact scenario with ran instead. so ofc ima so a 180 and write toxic ran. love that shit saurr muchhh

“This is the tenth time your horny ass called me over this week.” You dropped your bag onto Ran’s nightstand, ignoring the way it landed toppled over, some items rolling onto the floor.

You moved to sit on his bed and Ran looked at you from his desk. He closed his laptop and turned on the chair to face you. You watched his eyes linger on your outfit, a slow smirk curling onto his lips. “I didn’t ask you to dress up for me tonight.”

“It’s not for you. I was out and you called me.”

“You still look nice tonight.”

“Tonight?” you asked, crossing your arms together. “What do you mean tonight? What about yesterday? Or the eight other times this week alone you called me to fuck?” you complained as Ran stood up from his seat and made his way towards you.

He stopped in front of you on the bed as you glared up at him, face in a deep scowl. “You good? Why so upset?” he asked as he cupped your face with one hand, long fingers digging into your cheeks as he tilted your face to look up at him.

“I’m not upset,” you said, tone clearly upset.

He didn’t have the time, nor energy to debunk why you were acting up right now. “Yeah, whatever.” He shrugged his shirt off and for a moment you felt your frustrations disappear. 

He gently pushed you flat on your back on the bed and climbed on top of you, arms caging you in against him and the mattress. He leaned down and marked your neck with kisses. You sighed softly and tilted your head back, moving your fingers to his hair. The feeling of his lips against your skin was long missed and he barely gave you time to marvel in the sensation before quickly moving down. 

He hooked a finger past the hem of your dress, so tight it was clinging to your skin, and slid it up and over your hips. He grabbed at the flesh of your ass and thighs as he kissed down your stomach, fingers deftly caressing and massaging your thighs. 

He shedded your clothes off with ease, undoing your bra in record time and flipped you over onto your stomach, pulling your hips up so your ass was in the air. You arched further,  pressing your ass back against his hips to feel his hard cock pressing against your ass through his boxers.

“Love your body so much. Fuck,” he groaned, the low raspy sound making a moan escape from you. He gripped the flesh of your ass with two big hands, spanking once to elicit a long moan from you into the sheets as you gripped them tight. 

He slowly inserted a finger, then two, gently fucking them into you. Your hips stuttered and you struggled to keep the lower half of your body up in the air. He scissored his fingers, curling them at the right angles to make you scream, clutching at the sheets in desperation. His fingers were drenched in your slick when he pulled them out, using that to lube up his cock. 

“Get the condom in there.” He gestured towards the bedside table. You reached over with shaky fingers and slapped around until you found one, reaching behind you to hand it to him. 

He opened it and rolled it down the length of his cock, his boxers pulled to his knees as he lined his cock to your entrance. “You ready?”

“Yeah, just hurry up.”

He slowly inserted himself, a low groan escaping him as he tilted his head back, biting his lip to stop himself from moaning as his cock sank into your warm heat. His hands rested against the sides of your ass, holding you in place.

“Shit,” he grunted, snapping his hips to shove his cock deeper in you. You screamed and clutched at the sheets almost painfully, your knuckles turning a different colour. He pulled you back to meet each of his thrusts, ramming his cock into you with enough force to knock you off balance. You collapsed onto your chest, your hips still in the air as he continued his ravenous thrusts. 

He leaned forward until his arms were on either side of your head, the new position forcing his cock to hit at a deeper angle. He grinded his hips down into yours. 

“Fuck you feel so fucking good,” he murmured, bending down to whisper in your ear. “Best pussy I ever had.” 

You couldn’t verbally respond, unable to even come up with any words as you moaned continuously. Your thighs ached from the position, your back now starting to suffer. Whenever it came to fucking Ran, he always chose the positions hard on your body whether he meant to or not. Your favourite was always to be facing him, wanting to have as much contact with him as possible, touching him, kissing him, running your hands greedily along his chest and back muscles. 

“I’m gonna, fuck.” He slammed his hips against yours one more time and groaned as he came into the condom. He waited a few seconds to catch his breath before slipping out of you. You felt empty when you heard him slip off the bed, tugging his boxers back up. He headed back to his desk to grab his phone.

“Ran,” you said sternly, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Hm?” He didn’t look up from his screen to even acknowledge you.

“I didn’t finish.”

“Finish what?” 

“Didn’t finish my exam. What the fuck do you think, huh?”

“What are you talking about?” he asked, still not looking at you. You heard the text message swoosh sound effect as he texted someone back, and your chest ached at the thought of it being another girl. Though you two never made things official, you still weren’t seeing any other guys, and assumed he wasn’t seeing anyone else either. After all, if he was, why would he call you almost 8 times a week just to hook up with you.

“Oh my god.” You genuinely wanted to punch him. “I didn’t cum. I can’t believe you’re making me spell this out to you right now.” You know you sound so whiny right now, but the fact he’s not even paying attention to you has you feeling beyond frustrated.

He looked up from his phone at you as it finally registered. “You didn’t?” You shook your head. He finally turned off his phone, tossing it on the edge of the bed, landing beside you. “Oh shit, baby. ‘M so sorry. Lemme make it up to you.”

The cloudy fog in your mind had finally lifted, all bright sunny skies now. “Really?” you asked a little too hopefully, watching his every move as he rounded the bed again, sitting down next to you. 

“Yeah come on.” He pulled your knee over his lap to straddle him and kissed you soundly. You kissed him back just as eagerly, desperate for some kind of attention and affection, lacing your fingers in his hair.

He reached inside his boxers and pulled his cock out. “Wait, make me hard first.” 

You agreed and slid off his lap, onto your knees on the floor. His hands curled into fists on the sheets as he watched you lap at his cock. You sucked the tip into your mouth, flicking your tongue up and down the length of his cock. You finally took him fully in your mouth, bobbing your head as you attempted to take him deeper in your mouth.

“Fuckkkkk,” he groaned, throwing his head back, moving his hand to your hair to help you take it deeper. Your nose pressed into his pelvis and you gagged as he held you there for a few seconds before pulling you off. His cock was coated in your saliva and your breathing ragged as you panted, trying to catch your breath.

“Come here.” He moved both hands behind his back as you clambered back on top of him, fitting him back up to your entrance. “Fuck yourself on me till you cum,” he ordered, saying the words against your lips. 

You nodded and slowly sank down on his cock, moaning softly into his mouth when his cock curved at the right spot. With each roll of your hips his hands grip onto your hips, crescent shaped fingernails digging into your skin as he fights the urge to control your movements, but he stops himself, reminding himself that this was for you not him.

As you bounced on him, he wanted to reach out and touch your tits, grab and squeeze them, lick them as they bounced in his face but he kept his hands to himself. You wished he could do more to help you finish, just even touching you or whispering dirty things into your ears would do wonders, but you didn’t want to ruin the moment by begging so you kept it to yourself. 

You wished he could touch you too. Wanting him to play with your clit, use those fingers of his to good use, but he’s just keeping his hands to himself. It’s so incredibly frustrating, especially with this position. You want to kiss him, wrap your arms around his shoulders, mark him with your lips, but you feared you weren’t on that level. It wasn’t so bad, you thought as you neared your orgasm. You felt your thighs beginning to ache, the familiar warmth inside your abdomen coming to light.

“Oh fuck, I’m close,” you whisper, closing your eyes to focus on the feeling. You grinded against his hips, chasing that feeling and trying to make his cock hit that spot inside you. 

His phone pinged and you ignored it, continuing your movements. He, on the other hand, grabbed it. You felt yourself getting closer, opening your eyes to see him back on his phone, smiling down at his screen. The all too familiar heat dimmed out as you realised his attention was no longer on you, and back on that stupid phone.

Your hips and movement slowed to a steady grind, the passion from earlier now gone. You just want to go home.

“Oh I’m cumming,” you lied straight through your teeth, a hollow feeling adding to the iciness already in your chest when he doesn’t even respond. Seriously, why the fuck were you here? 

You slipped off him and began to search for your clothes.

“Oh, you’re done?” He locked his phone and set it down beside him. “That was quick.”

“Yeah whatever.” You re adjusted your dress in the mirror and grabbed your bag from his nightstand. “I’m going now.”

“Alright bye.”

When you entered your car, you fought from breaking down where you sat. You were unsure why that was so humiliating. It was when you realised that the reason his subtle neglect hurt more this time was because you actually liked him, and subconsciously wanted him to like you back. The two of you never used to do aftercare, so you were unsure why you expected it now. You both barely spoke during it, or barely kissed and actually made love like you wanted to. It wasn’t worth it anymore though. His priorities were clearly set elsewhere and so were yours. 

That night you vowed to yourself to ignore the next time he texts. It's been a week since that incident and he finally texted you this afternoon.

ran: yo? U busy tonight?

You: yes. Leave me alone

ran: okay cool. When are you free? I miss you 

You: I don’t. sorry I can’t do this anymore. Whatever you call this shit. I want to stop

ran: why?

You: because its not worth it anymore. I want to focus on my studies and getting into med school. I skipped so many classes whenever you would text me and i just wanna focus on myself. 

ran: i never forced you to come. That was your choice

You: i know. I never blamed you did i? plus the way you treated me last time just made me feel horrible and i dont think i want to continue anymore

ran: where is this even coming from?did you not finish last time?

You: I didn’t. maybe you would’ve noticed if you actually gave a fuck about the person in front of you and paid attention. just forget. I don’t wanna talk about this anymore. Just move on. Ur hot you can find another fuck buddy in no time 

You: oh and don’t text me again. Thanks

ran: tf? you can’t just say all this and leave

You: watch me

2 missed calls

ran: so ur really just gonna ignore me instead of having an actual conversation about what’s bothering you? And you said my communication was shit

ran: man, whatever 

You blocked him that night. It hurt for a few days and you would go back and reread the conversation, wondering if you really handled it that well. You knew you had to be harsh because if you didn’t he’d use his sweet words to try to coax you back in. And the last thing you wanted was to repeat the cycle.

The next few months fly by without any contact with Ran. Despite having some mutual friends, like your neighbour Kakucho, he always gave you a heads up when Ran was coming to a party, or hangout so you could stray away that day. You caught up on all your missing work, retook some exams and overall found your mental health improving. You got sent a letter from your dream med school telling you you’d been accepted and you were overcome with joy. All your hard work paid off, all the late night study sessions in the library, staying up till 6am revising. 

Kakucho simply lived down the road from you and you all but skipped on your way to his house, pounding on his door and smiling from ear to ear when you heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. 

He opened the door, eyes wide when he looked at you. 

“I got in!” You held up your acceptance letter up to his face to see, bouncing on the balls of your feet. 

“What?”

“I got in! LOOK !” You shoved the letter more in his face and he had to pull back a bit to read it. 

His eyebrows rose as he processed the information, a small smile on his face. “Oh shit. Congratulations. But I think you shou—”

“Can you believe it?! My work finally paid off. Holy shit, I’m going to uni,” you said as you shook his shoulders relentlessly. “Do you understand what this means to me?”

“I have a brief idea, but—”

“I could use some alcohol right now. You got some?”

You pushed past Kakucho who was doing his best to guard the door to prevent you from entering. He sighed, unable to get a single word out and followed you to the kitchen as you slapped around his cupboards for some liquor.

“(Name) I seriously don’t think you should be here right now.” As if to prove his point he heard footsteps coming down his stairs. “Ran—”

“Yeah Whatever.” You clicked your tongue and waved him off flippantly. “Ran has nothing to do with this, or my success. I did this by myself. This,” you held the now wrinkled piece of paper back in his face, “won’t hurt my feelings, make me feel like shit, and tell me everything I want to hear so it could fuck me one last time. This shit is real. I’m going to fucking med school Kaku!” You cheered again. 

Someone started clapping in the hallway, a slow pace that sounded nearly sarcastic and your excitement came to a halt, leaving your body and melting as you met eyes with the man in question. 

Kakucho sighed and stepped out of the doorway to allow Ran entry into the kitchen. He had the decency to keep some sort of distance from you, but the way he was biting his lip to stop from smiling at the sheer shocked look on your face was just as aggravating. 

“Oh, you got in? Congratulations.”

You frowned, looking at Kakucho who didn’t want to meet your eyes. It clicked to you that this whole time he was trying to warn you that he was here, but you stubbornly ignored all his attempts. Even though you knew of this, you still couldn’t help but feel bitter at both of them for the lack of insight.

You crossed your arms, fixing the tall man with the hardest glare you could muster. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Didn’t realise this was your house?” he questioned. You felt his eyes on you heavily, thoroughly examining you before breaking out into a chuckle. 

“What the hell is so funny?”

He shrugged and crossed his arms over his chest. “Nothing. Just think it’s funny you got in despite how much you skipped.”

“And who’s fault was that?” 

“I didn’t force you to come.”

Your eyes narrowed and you felt your temper rising before Kakucho stepped in, placing a hand on your shoulder. 

“Alright you two that’s enough. I seriously don’t want any drama right now, so can you both take this outside and fix it, or let it go?”

You glared at Ran for a few more seconds before whipping your head to glare at Kakucho. “Let it go? What do you think I’ve been doing for the last god knows how many months!”

“Oh yeah about that. When are you gonna unblock me?” Normally you’d find his smiles charming, but now they’re only used as a weapon to aggravate you even more. “I’m still hurt about that.”

“Oh please.” You closed your eyes and took a deep breath to stop yourself from going insane. You couldn’t even look at his face. 

You turned to look at Kakucho, seeing the apprehensive look on his face and calming down a little. “I’ll see you… later.”

He nodded and pulled you in for a hug, patting your back. “Congratulations, seriously. I’ll take you out to celebrate later this week.”

You pulled away and smiled tensely at him. You turned to walk away, feeling Ran’s eyes linger on your body as you walked past him. You made it down the front steps, gaze fixed to the ground as you all but stomped your way out. 

“I’ll be inside in a sec,” Ran said before closing the front door, catching up to you in no time. He grabbed your arm and you flinched, pushing him off you. 

“Don’t touch me.”

“Calm down. Just wanted to say congratulations.” You stayed silent, hoping your glare was harsh enough to turn him to stone. “Silent treatment, huh? How mature.”

“Oh fuck off. What do you know about maturity,” you spat back before you could stop yourself. Mentally you were screaming at yourself to just book it home, stop giving this man any of your attention. But he had gotten the last word too many times and your pride didn’t allow you to step down. 

“Aw come on. You still can’t possibly be mad at me.” You fixed him a look that screamed are you serious?  “You may think everything I told you was bullshit, but it wasn’t. I really did miss you, you know?” He lifted his hand to cup your cheek but you slapped it away.

“You know those words mean less and less if you say it to every single girl you ever fucked.”

He wrinkled his nose, crossing his arms over his chest. “Fucking sounds so crude.”

“Well you can’t call what we did passionate love making,” you said, voice dripping in sarcasm. 

It either went straight over his head, or he played into it because he shrugged and asked, “why not?”

“Why n—” Oh whatever did you see in this man? He was so infuriating. “Because it wasn’t!” 

He took a step closer, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Why not though,” he asked slowly, leaning in closer to your face. He still had that smirk slowly curling on his lips, and you wanted to slap it off and kiss him at the same time.

“B-because there was no after care. We barely spoke outside of it, and it just feels like I don’t even know you anymore. We used to be close before this too.” You were in shock with how honestly you answered, your vulnerability and insecurities surrounding the matter coming to light. You hated how quickly he made you switch up, your mind and body at war with themselves as you strugged with what to do.

Ran let the silence stretch out as he stared at you, your glare growing even deeper. He slowly stood back up, nodding. “Gotcha. So next time, before we fuck, I should talk to you for hours before and after to make you feel special. Got it.”

“Ran, you know that’s not what I meant.” You sighed, pinching your nose bridge. Seriously, what was the point convincing this twenty year old man of basic human empathy? “You know what, forget it. I forgot you’re too far gone to the point you struggle to have conversations with girls without trying to get in their pants.”

“You don’t know that. I’m an excellent conversationalist.”

“I highly doubt that.”

He shook his head and chuckled, the sound grating your ears. You turned to walk away. He took a step closer to you and grabbed your arm. Your feet found themselves glued to the floor when he turned you back around to face him. He pulled you close enough your chest brushed against his. You could smell his cologne, the same one that was always so dizzying and made your head feel warm. He reached down and cupped your cheek, the size of his palm nearly engulfing the whole side of your face. His thumb ran down the curve of your cheek, past your mouth, to your chin and he sighed deeply. 

“You hosting a celebration party?”

You swallowed thickly when you noticed his eyes fixed your lips. “Not me, but my friends are—”

“You gonna invite me?” He flicked his eyes up at you, smirking.

Someone needed to slap you, or douse you in cold water to make you snap out of whatever trance he’s got you in. You know you should be mad at him, and your anger is completely justified, but the way his other hand lingered on your lower back, pulling you closer to him is making you rethink everything.

“Well?” He hummed, tilting your chin up to force you to look into his eyes. 

“I don’t know.” You finally unglued your tongue from the roof of your mouth to respond to him. 

“What’s the worst that can happen? I can’t spend your special day with you?” You looked past him to glance at the road, but he nudged your face back to face him. “Hm?”

“I said I don’t know," you said with a sigh, staring down at the gravel beneath you.

He nodded, backing away from you and you felt like you could finally breathe. “I’ll probably just show up anyway,” he said simply and you rolled your eyes. Of course he would. “So it’s best you might as well invite me so I can feel more involved. Makes it feel more legit, yanno?”

You let out an airy chuckle. “I’ll think about it.”

He smiled and you had to force yourself to keep a straight face, not wanting to show him that he was affecting you. Hell, he probably already knows. With how close he was there was no denying he didn’t hear how fast your heart was racing. After all these months of no contact, your feelings for him still haven’t left. That was the most disappointing thing.

Leaning down to your level, he planted a kiss on your cheek. He slowly trailed his lips over to your ear, whispering, “Don't forget to text me," before backing away from you. You stiffened at the feeling, his voice echoing inside your mind as you watched him with pure disbelief on your face as he walked backwards to the house before disappearing inside.

[maisanshine]

𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄| 𝐉𝐉𝐊

“𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧“

Paring- fwb!Jungkook x fwb!female reader

Warnings- car sex, riding, rough sex, unprotected sex (don’t try at home), pounding, hickeys, hair pulling, biting, alot of licking for some reason, overstimulation, eating out and cum eating :))

A/N; Well guys who is back from the dead? Me. I was bored and ovulating. I miss my boys so bad🥲

Word count- 662

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“Fuck” Jungkook's eyes eventually look up from your chest. “What happened?” He grunts making an effort to stay focused on fucking you, eyeing your clothed tits and your crisis as you ride him.

“Your car is too damn small” you whine as you swap from up and down to grinding on his front.

“To bad I’m about to cum, I’ll eat you out after”

“Dickhead” jungkook pounds you from underneath his balls smacking against your supple sweat-drenched skin. You moan at the sensation. Your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Jungkook lifts your shirt past your tits and stares at your hard nipples before launching onto one like a newborn baby.

“Ah fuck… you asshole” you sob and Jungkook stucks the crap out of your nip. His thrusting getting more reckless.

Your body is burning and heavy as you feel your insides throbbing around his stiff cock deep inside you. The cool air from the air conditioner not doing any justice. The soft melody of the Chris Brown song is overshadowed by the erotic sound of you and Jungkook.

You begin sucking his neck to try and stop your head from colliding with the top of the car. You lick and bite his neck.

Jungkook leans his head back, letting you mark him. Even though he’ll bitch you out about it later. Arguing that it makes “his other girls jealous” you giggle at the thought in your head. You dig your nails in his soft clean skin. The imprint coming through. You bite his ear gaining a lower growl from Jungkook who is bottoming out under you.

Jungkook pinches your nipples as he thrusts inside of you. The car trembles at the harsh movements as he hunts his orgrams. You move to his neck licking from his Adam’s apple to his jawline sucking a hickey right under.

“Fuck I’m cumming,” he lets out as he rips his neck away from the hickey and kisses you. Tounges moving in a circles, the fast rush of his cum coating your velvet walls in white. Your breathy moan echoes as you swallow his own. Jungkook softens after he comes and you sit upright but you collide with the roof of the car again.

Jungkook laughs as he hears your frustration for the silent fuck that falls from your lips. You smack his chest as you slip his cock out feeling empty, cool air rushing in as you sit back in the passenger seat.

“We never doing this again,” you say as you fix your skirt. Which jungkook stops you from doing?

“Uh uh, I said was going to eat you out” You eye him as he reaches over the center console dipping his face into your cum filled cunt. Your knees collide with his head as you close your legs.

“Uhm, you just came inside of me three seconds ago?” You said rather embarrassed.

Jungkook rubs the side of his head and pushes your thigh as far as it goes out.

“Fuck off, I’m cleaning you up” You don’t even get the chance to oblige before he licks and hard long strip against your sensitive clit. You lean your head back had he cleans his cum up with his tongue.

You grab onto his hair as he licks bigger his nose rubbing against your spot and you start moaning. He moves from side to side as your orgasm crests and you feel the sensation of another mess coming through.

“Fuck fuck fuck, ima” Before you finish your slight warning to Jungkook your orgasm hits, and you squirt all over his face. Jungkook takes it in as you damn nearly rip his hair off his head. You gasp letting go and slumping against the door of the car as Jungkook finishes up. A few seconds later you kick him off and his top lip and his nose is dripping in your essence.

“We are so doing this again” Jungkook laughs licking his lips.

[stilessflannel]

mutual masternation with stiles plzzz??? with the reader being a a virgin and stiles tells her “all u gotta do is breathe, ima handle the rest baby” or “are u still with my baby?” omgg i would meltt if he said that to mee

this request itches my brain in the right way

"fuck... stiles..." you don't even realise the obscenities spilling from your lips as he guides your fingers faster around your sensitive nub. your breaths get heavier as your fingers start to lose their pace - but stiles is quick to exert more control with his and work faster to get you closer to the edge. it isn't as though you haven't touched yourself before. it's just the way the boy you've thought off while getting off is currently helping you get off and pressing hot kisses into your neck as your head falls back against his shoulder; the feeling turning your brain into static.

you feel his dick hardening and poking into your ass behind you from where you're sitting on his lap, so you snake your hand between your bodies and wrap your hand around the base, giving it a few tugs until you could feel his precum dripping down your fingers and hear him whining into your neck. a smirk crawls across your lips but it's stolen as stiles' fingers press that bit harder on your clit and your grip on his dick falters.

stiles stops his fingers for a moment to push your own aside, before swiping them further down and pushing two fingers into your wet hole right up to the third knuckle and curling them just right, a moan escaping your lips. "are you still with me baby?..."

a slow nod from you is all he needs to starts digging his fingers deeper into your pussy forcing moans and gasps every time they curl in just the right way. stiles can tell you're getting closer to pleasure's hold and his fingers quicken their pace. "just relax angel... let me take care of you" your fingers grab into his biceps and make crescent marks from where your nails dig into his forearms as you're thrown into euphoria, white light clouding your vision.

as your foggy mind starts to clears your fingers clench around stiles dick again and a low groan rumbles from his chest behind you. you set a pace that has him pressing his face into the crook of your neck and pressing heavy kisses along your collarbone, lightly biting down on your shoulder to muffle his moans when you squeeze just right around his leaking red tip.

a few tugs later has him grabbing onto your hips, fingertips definitely leaving bruises for tomorrow. his milky joy runs down your knuckles and down your bodies, joining the wetness rushing down your thighs and leaving the air heavy with the scent of sex and heavy breaths.

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[woodle-isbae]

hi hi hello i have a very awesome request for Wkko🤗

so imagine he’s working on some type of new invention or something of the sorts

and he just wouldn’t pay attention to you and you just keep prying at him until he caves and edges you or be a little rough just to put you in your place but hes still all sweet giving you praises and kissing you🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

"Isn't this what you Wanted, huh?"

He whispered into your ear, pressing his chest onto your back while he rutted into you, biting into any exposed skin he could get

"C'mon, answer me baby."

He leaned back, pressing his hand into your lower back to deepen your arch, groaning at the way you constricted around him. Ekko had bent you over his desk, moving his things to the side so he could fill you up, being so needy for him he couldn't ignore it any longer.

"Yes. . .Fuck! Yes, I needed this.."

Your fingers clawd at the wooden desk that creaked beneath both your bodies, toes curling at the way his thick tip hit right into your core, walls clenching to pull him in for more.

"Yes! Ekko, please- right t..right there.!"

Your begs ran right through his mind, provoking him to fuck you harder, his hips slamming right into your ass with a great force that it would surely leave a mark.

"You just couldn't wait huh? Yer' always so fucking needy f'me."

He slowed his hips, illiciting a whine from your lips, pushing back against him to regain that same friction. He let out a breath chuckle, holding your hips in place while he dragged his all the way back, stopping when his tip was just about to exit.

"Uhnt uhnt..ima have my way with you baby."

His words lingered before he gave one big thrust right back into you, a groan turned into a whimper shot out his mouth, the action sending a wave of electricity through your connected bodies.

He continued his fast and rushed thrusts, knocking you into the desk, causing your feet to lift up slightly. You were on your tippy toes, fucked out beyond imagination from how well he was driving his cock into you.

"Ek- ah!..please I'm gonna cum..!"

Your words flew mindlessly past him and into the heated air around you, yelps and pleads joining right after as he kept drilling into you, the table under you decorated with scratch marks from your need to hold onto something.

Just as you were about to release, Ekko pulled out and flipped you onto your back, diving right back in to continue with the same fast and rough pace that had your toes curled.

"Cu- hah..cum with me, yeah?"

His thrusts slowed down, pressing his chest against yours to get as deep as possible, allowing his thick mushroom tip to pound into that one spot that he knew would leave you dazed.

It only took him a couple of minutes before you clamped down on him, greedily pulling him in for more while you drowned in your orgasm, Ekko shuddering before halting his hips, shoving his face into the nook of your neck to muffle the pathetic whines he was letting out as his cock spurt out into you.

After a brief moment of silence, Ekko stood back up and pulled out, racing to get a warm wet cloth and a bottle of water for you. Picking you up and placing you on the couch he conveniently had put there in case something had come up.

"Y'know, that helped clear my mind- thank you."

"So you'll spend time with me?"

"Three hours, then I'm back to work, alright?"

"Great."

You leaned in for a kiss, making sure that the Three hours would go to good use.

Soo...hey!!

I'm still working on ALOT of yalls requests and my own personal projects, gonna take a while to post bc i got mad writers block rn but..

Do Not Fear, I Am Still Here! 👅

Xoxo