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[dollfacefantasy]

politely requesting Leon x reader where he makes her squirt for the first time and she gets embarrassed about it but he loves it <3

just a little drabble but yes this is super cute so here you go <3

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, fingering, p in v, squirting, overstimulation

You'd gone on another date with Leon tonight. Your relationship had reached seven months last week. This date had been simple regardless of the small milestone. A trip to the movies and then out to ice cream afterwards.

He'd been the perfect gentleman, held your hand, opened doors for you, let you pick the music on the way home. He watched you throughout the evening as if his eyes had been made for you.

Once the two of you got to your place afterwards, that attitude began morphing into something else. You kicked off your shoes and headed upstairs. As you padded up the steps, you felt his eyes on you. His gaze lingered on your ass, fixated on the way it bounced and swayed as you walked.

In your room, he shrugged off his jacket and collapsed on your plush mattress, situating himself against the pillows to watch you undress. You drop your outfit to the floor and push it aside in favor of throwing on an old t-shirt to go with your panties.

You take off your make up too and rub some moisturizing products into your skin. Leon still watches on with interest. The most mundane tasks in the world became fascinating when it was your hands executing them.

When you're done, you turn to him and smile. He returns the expression with his own grin and pats the space on your bed next to his body.

"C'mere, pretty girl. Think I need some more sugar," he says with a smirk.

You crawl onto the bed with no hesitation, plopping down in the place he gestured to. Your lips connect with his in an instant. He doesn't play around with gentle soft kisses either. He wants to make out. His tongue slips into your mouth while his hand wraps around your head to pull you impossibly closer.

You're breathing hard, saliva mixing with his. He rolls you over onto your back. He felt like being on top tonight. He wanted to watch you lose it.

He takes a little time to play with your tits. It always got you so wet watching him grope them. The pads of his fingers dig into the plump flesh while he sucks a nipple into his mouth. He drags his teeth against the hardened bud, giving you a slight jolt of pain to mix with the growing arousal in your core.

You roll your hips upward in an attempt to lure him down there. It kind of works as he haphazardly slips a hand in your panties and rubs your slick folds.

After a while more of making out and petting your dripping cunt, he increases his dedication. He pulls your underwear off with ease. You're wet enough from the teasing that he's able to slide a couple fingers right in.

He pumps them in and out, curling them and stroking all your internal sweet spots. He coos praises at you while he works to add to the physical pleasure he provides.

"Such a good girl. Taking it so well," he murmurs before kissing your lips. You gasp softly before he leans in for another, mumbling against your mouth. "My baby. Always so responsive. So easy to please."

You whine into the kiss. He continues on with them a bit more before pulling back just to watch the sight of his fingers disappearing into you.

"Prettiest pussy on this earth, I swear. Could play with it all day and never get bored," he says, his tone low and soothing, the type that hits your ears just right.

Your hips squirm a bit as his fingers probe deeper and deeper. Eventually, he ups his speed as well. The slick noises of him pushing in and out grow more explicit. You bite your lip and tilt your head back.

He makes you cum once, twice, then a third time. On the way to the fourth release, you're almost out of it. Your eyes water, lined with shiny tears. Your lips are raw from your teeth sinking into them when you try to hush your noises. You're shaky and breathy, whiny and physically exhausted. But he's having the time of his life it seems.

You feel like his fingers have to pruned from how long he's had them engulfed in your wetness. They just keep sliding in and out though. At some point, he began thumbing your clit as well. The small digit wags back and forth over your sensitive bud. And like before, he melts your mind further with the soft and sweet voice, praising you like you're an angel fresh from heaven.

"Doing so good for me, princess. Just give me one more. Know you can do it," he says while continuing his ruthless pace.

"Can't," you whimper, writhing more on the bed.

"Oh yes you can. You're almost there, babydoll. I can tell. I can see that cute little look on your face," he teases.

You're getting louder too. He recognizes the way your voice rises to a higher pitch as you mewl and arch into his touch. He smirks and keeps going, driving his fingers into you over and over again. You're on the edge, about to snap.

A long strangled cry leaves you before you buck your hips and let go. Your lips part in a silent scream as this one reaches a new level. Your eyes screw shut as your body tenses. It feels more intense than the other times you'd cum, but you can't even pinpoint how.

He can though as he watches you squirt, gushing all over his hand and wrist.

"That's my girl," he says, loud and proud as he watches you burst for him.

Your body rolls in waves of exhaustion, strained moans flying from you in a frenzy. He has you seeing stars even while you're coming down.

He works you through the high until he finally pulls his hand away from you. That was a grand finale if he'd ever seen one. He didn't feel the need to coax any more from you. At least not with his fingers.

Your eyes are hazy as you regain some awareness once the ecstasy has subsided. You sit up a little, blinking slowly. He's looking at you, smug as ever, and you don't understand why until you see the way his hand glistens and the wet patch on the bed between your legs. It's more than normal, and you start to realize what had happened.

Your cheeks burn with embarrassment while your head feels slightly dizzy from the rush of shyness.

"Did I... is that..." you start, unable to bring yourself to even say the words.

He nods and reaches up to stroke your face. "Mhm, you squirted, baby. All over my fuckin' hand," he chuckles.

The feeling of humiliation blooming in your chest only grows heavier from his attitude about it. You cringe and roll to the side, pressing your hot face into the cool fabric of your pillow case.

"Oh god..." you mumble. You slide one of your hands up to rub your face. "Sorry."

He raises an eyebrow, totally confused by your reaction. "What do you mean sorry?" he says, crawling on top of you to pepper kisses on your shielded face.

"Cause... it's messy. And now we gotta change the sheets," you reason, squirming a bit and trying to supress the smile his affection brings you.

"You're right. What was I thinking? Changing the sheets is a real tragedy. Maybe even an unforgivable one," he teases while nuzzling the side of your head.

"It's just embarrassing. I don't know," you say.

He grabs your jaw and turns you to look up at him. "It's not embarrassing. It's beautiful," he says, all the teasing gone from his voice, "There's nothing embarrassing about seeing my girl lose it that much for me. I'd change the sheets every time we fucked if it meant you'd do that."

You whine a little at the blunt way he describes things, but you're smile shines through now with no way to hide it.

"Believe me, honey. It was gorgeous. One of the best things I've ever seen," he says between more kisses. And you can tell by the way the voice drops that he's still in the mood.

"To you," you joke. You give in and start kissing him back with passion, ready for more even though he'd thoroughly tired you out by this point.

"No. To anyone with eyes," he says and kisses deeper.

You know he means it cause not even five minutes later he's fucking you like never before, face buried in the crook of your neck, panting and whimpering like it was the best fuck of his life. And though you can't hear it, he's silently praying you'll squirt all over him again with a few more strategic strokes.

[signofspeed]

mr lover lover blurb was so good!!! have u seen the tiktok of harry to those lyrics 😭 literally been on repeat it’s addictive

thank you omg 🥹 and yesss I have seen them lol, literally so obsessed with those edits I had to save them to my specific Harry folder 🙃

[princessbrunette]

since people are sending me asks like this i guess i’ll address it. idk what you ppl want me to say LMAOO do u hear yourselves? ‘fell off on obxtumblr’ like omg. this was a hobby. i said as soon as people make it feel like work - i will abandon ship. cos im not ur employee im a real person and some of you cannot stand that i am not feeding ur insane porn addiction anymore. getting this mad over me not writing porn????? oh my god. you have a gooning problem. this is tumblr dot com. take a fucking breath queen

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

Plus size bimbo making Spencer pussydrunk??

maybe a little mommy kink?

-🎀anon

fem bimbo!plus size reader, wc: 252. nsfw.

a/n: hello hello my beautiful 🎀 anon!! thank you so much for your request! writing this caused a lot of scandalous thoughts LMAOOO.

Spencer had no idea where his head was at, all of thoughts just being filled with you, you, you.

Your thick, luscious thighs surrounded him, holding his face against your light pink lace pantie covered cunt that he had shamelessly pulled to the side. Your beautiful tits sat delicately in a similar colored bra, pushed together and on display for his viewing pleasure even though his eyes were closed.

He was drowning in you and the delicate whimpers and moans that he was pulling out of your mouth with every suck he delivered to your overstimulated clit. It was like once he goes down on you his brain gets turned into mush, your taste and your smell practically hypnotizing, coaxing him to stay forever.

“Spencie baby, please!” You whined, tugging at his hair. His head lifted off of you, his lips in the form of a pout. “Mommy I - I need- I can’t…” He was trying to complain, but about what? How he doesn’t want to leave? About how good you taste? How he wants you to suffocate him? To render him nothing but at your mercy?

It was clear to you that he was pussydrunk, and it was endearing. Though your legs were trembling and your pussy pulsing, you released your hold on his locs, cupping his jaw and dragging your thumb across his arousal stained lips.

“It’s okay, Spence it’s okay.” You cooed, leading him back down to your cunt where his tongue quickly found home in your aching hole.

[machveil]

POOKIE!! hear me out a fic for an extremely sub!ghost like to the point where he's on his hands and knees literally sobbing his heart out because he wants to eat you out and you're denying him because you're just enjoying watching him beg but eventually you give in

(I'm ovulating don't judge me im not usually this cruel 😭)

pookie… I see and hear you, I feel you in my bones we’re jumping straight in

CW: Fem!Reader, Sub!Ghost, weepy Simon Riley to soothe the soul… and other things, clothed humping, oral (fem!receiving)

tactical gear still fastened and balaclava tugged up just over his nose, the sight before you has your thighs pressed together as you sit on the edge of his bed. Ghost, in all his glory, sitting at your feet - tears wetting his eyelashes and balaclava as he looks up at you. he’s still large even when he’s kneeling, but the way he’s behaving makes him look so small

the last deployment he had been on, one where you stayed back at base, had taken such a toll on him. all in one piece, but exhausted and sore. he was admittedly gross right now, sweaty and gear dirty from field work, but god— as soon as he had guided you to his room he all but fell to his knees for you. “Please, jus’ wanna taste you sweet’art.”, strained, voice ragged and gravelly from giving out constant streams of orders. pitiful, deep brown eyes gazing at you as he tugged his mask up

something about the way he looked made a spark flicker to life in your chest, heat pooling in your gut. Ghost is never like this, your Ghost would never be like this - let alone on base. your Simon Riley? that’s what makes this all too familiar, the way he’s looking up at you like you’ve hung the moon and stars. that’s saved for the comfort of your home, your shared flat back in Manchester. to see him like this? a needy, desperate man crawling towards you, resting his chin on your lap? who could blame you for wanting to see a little more?

it almost makes you feel bad when a choked sob leaves his lips - you had let him slip your slacks off, pooled around your boots. your boots, maybe that was why Ghost’s eyebrows were screwed together as he sloppily mouthed at your thighs. “You can— just need you to cum for me first, Ghost.”, maybe that request was too cruel for him, you knew him too well. the sight of him grinding his painfully hard bulge against your boot, spit and drool slicking your thighs as he cried against your lap. you know he can’t, not like this. Ghost— Simon’s too used to you helping him

he can’t cum, not without you - your hand, your mouth, anything you’re willing to give him, even if it’s just his mouth pleasing you. skin on skin contact, it’s nothing compared to grinding on your boot or using his hand. his sclera are tinted red at the edges, salty tears mixing with his spit as he sucks at your thighs, anything to keep his mouth occupied as his hips buck against your shoe. five minutes, five minutes too long when Simon looks up at you. scarred lips smeared with his own saliva, a broken little hiccup followed by a shoulder shaking sob leaves him, “Missed you— please, please, lemme make you feel good, lovie, m’sorry.”

he nearly breaks down when you shift to tug your underwear down, shaky hands coming up to rest on your knees. before you can even finish saying ‘okay’ Simon is parting your legs, slotting himself between your plush thighs. sloppy, a man starved of affection and your cunt for weeks. it would have tugged at your heartstrings if you were paying attention to him, head lolled back as he desperately sucks on your clit. if you had been paying attention you would have caught his sobs, your poor Simon, crying against your cunt. as good as you feel, Simon’s already gone, underwear soaked through as soon as he had his mouth on you

[scribesoflex]

Im so sorry to bother but i need that Finnick Odair pussy drunk fic😕 like he rubs circles on your waist and whispers into your ear about how bad he needs you 🙁🙁

-🎀

. • °⛓✧༺ 17+ smut below cut!

finnick who is always busy, forced to keep up his capitol prince facade, putting up with the lingering touches and whispered comments — always so sweet and kind, only slightly arrogant in his ways as he grows up.

finnick who comes home to you; his favorite little secret, similing sheepishly, fingers tingling as they slip through yours, body ablaze from the overwhelming warmth of your embrace. he craves it all day, to be able to feel your soft touch, to smell your sweet skin.

and finnick who is always so eager to please, despite working so hard to please the president already. he only cares about pleasing one person in his life though; you.

perfectly trimmed fingernails pressing tiny little crescents in your thighs, cooing against your soaked cunt when you writhe and cry from above him, barely able to open your eyes from the never ending stream of pleasure. knuckles going plae where they’re burried in his soft golden curls, causing his scalp to sting, but he doesn’t complain, how could he when you taste so sweet?

you’re on probably your third orgasm, but unsure because your mind is muddled after only one, and he doesn’t even seem to care about your pleasure anymore – simply lost in the wetness leaking from your cunt, drowning all of his senses, completely blind to your pleas for him to stop.

you have to actually tear him away to get his attention; teary eyes blinking rappidly as you huff out in frustration, smacking your swollen lips “finnick! it’s too much” you shake your head, struggling to catch your breath as you slowly shift your hips backwards, watching the lust glaze over his features, licking you off his lips before he shuffles up the bed, catching your hips in his rough grasp.

“i like it too much, i like you too much” he frowns, leaning forward to gently press a kiss to your aching clit, making you whine, he tsks.

“you can do better baby, I’ll make you do better”

. • °⛓✧༺ i changed it just a bit but still, pussy lover finnick!! also extremely unedited, sorry lols 😫

[angelwishess]

♡ Missing Piece!

Hey chat … Its been awhile !! WHAHAHAHA

Ive had to deal with recovering from my fever, exam week, intrams, christmas parties, art block AND moving houses 😭😭 So yeah .. Ive been busy and art block is a MONSTERR I HATEd iT GRGRGR MY MOTIVATION WAS NON EXISTANT😭😭

ANYWAYS—!!! I drew this to try and fight off art block 🥹 pretty lazy but eh the first thing ive drawn in way too long LMFAOAO

[hysteria-things]

nathan “loves pushing on your stomach where his bulge is” doe

-🎀

“feel me here?” he grins, placing his hand on your tummy. he speeds up his thrusts to see the tip in your abdomen for more show, the slapping of your wet skin intensifying. “swallowing my cock so well; such a good girl.”

you moan in response, being that’s all you can really do. he’s fucking you dumber by the second. “you like that?” he continues, putting more pressure on his bulge with a smirk, having you quiver and cum in seconds.

yes im changing how i answer my asks again shush

[starflungwaddledee]

Gimme that GOOD shit girlie 💅✨ (Starstruck x Galacta knight)

✧˖°. give up what you love, before it does you in .°˖✧

[chrislilcumslvt]

This could be us 🫣😩😏

Ughhh fr i would love to tie you up and play with you 😏😩

[dollfacefantasy]

shower sex w leon PLEASE

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, fem!reader

i feel like re4r leon would be most into shower sex. like when he gets older, the bed is good enough. he doesn't gotta be doing all that to take you there. and when he's younger, he's down for it occasionally but like it's sloppy and needy, a sporadic thing that happens when he's really aching for you.

i think re4r, he's busy all the time, y'know? he's in the prime of his life, and he's constantly being whisked all over the world on one mission or the next. he doesn't always get the time to do things right, to really make love to you like he wants or at least pound you into the mattress like you need.

so the shower will have to do, right?

it starts off under the guise of efficiency. it's just more practical to shower together. but it doesn't take long for that facade to fade away.

he stands behind you, toned body flush against your back. he noses at the back of your head while his arms slide around front to glide over your belly and up to your tits. he squeezes and gropes them before shuffling you over to the sleek tile wall.

he'd been at half mast since seeing your bare form, and with a few strokes, he's rock solid. one hand holds your hips in place while the other is on the back of your neck. you whine, your cheek going numb as it squishes against the hard surface.

"that's my girl. letting me have you anytime, anywhere i want," he grunts before slipping between your wet folds and sliding in.

the hot water still sprays down onto the two of you, and everything is louder. moans echo and skin claps against skin. it feels so fucking good, but it's also torture, not being able to see your lover like this. you can only imagine him behind you, blonde locks soaked and limp against his forehead. the bulging muscles in his biceps glistening with beads of water. his thighs flexing as he pumps into you hard and fast.

"pretty angel for me to use when i need, yeah?" he mumbles while his mouth connects with the base of your throat.

shower sex is quicker than usual with leon, but he gets you to the finish like always. he angles his hips upward and jabs that little spot that causes you to almost fall over. he cums too, some ends up inside, some splats down onto the floor and swirls down the drain.

you're like a doll in his arms afterwards, limbs limp and pliable for him to maneuver how he pleases. he holds you close to his pillowy chest and presses messy kisses across your face before getting you cleaned up for real.

[ji-bit]

just thinking about how minho is definitely the type to make you sit on top of his boner while he's fully clothed and you're naked, dripping all over his dick as he kisses you deep ........

🎀

stop???? because he finds it so hot and degrading that you’re the only one naked, calling you a slut for being so desperate even though he was the one that stripped you in desperation. he will smack your ass if you start moving without his permission, telling you to be good for him or you won’t get to cum at all. makes you kiss him for a good 10 minutes, adding time on when you ‘adjust’ yourself on his lap even if he does almost moan at the feeling. minho doesn’t even notice his own grunts as he kisses you, his precum seeping through his clothes— only deciding to fuck you when you pull back and look at him with wide eyes, practically asking him if he can put it in already with a pout. he finds no time to tease you, bottom lip tucked between his teeth as he lets you take his dick and sink yourself onto him.. minho will however make you ride him until you’re spent. asking why you can’t take him like you said you would 30 minutes ago??? rubbing fast circles on your clit to help you out but it’s no use :( his poor baby. flips you over onto your back and fucks you just how you like it as reward (and because he’s just impatient). you always have the upper hand in bed but he’ll never tell you that……

[imrllytootiredforthis]

i just want a boy with the prettiest little whines and whimpers to let me play with his cock and make him cum over and over until he’s shooting blanks and sobbing is that too much to ask for 😔

-🎀

mood tbh.

just thinkin' about soob (sorry i'm in a soob brainrot rn) laying out all pretty and open for you, legs spread in invitation

he'll let you use him as you please, whatever you want.

he's definitely bold for saying that especially because by the time you're done with him, by the time you've done whatever you want to him

he's a complete mess.

dried tearstains all over his cheeks, drool all over his face, body still twitching with stimulation after being forced to come over and over again.

but how were you to blame?

when he was so cute as you did it, whimpering and whining, pawing at you with zero intention of actually trying to get you to stop.

he enjoys it too much, muttering out pleas to stop knowing damn well you wouldn't without the safeword. eyebrows furrowed, body squirming under the weight of you pinning him down.

how could you stop? not when he still has more to give.

not when he's still moaning loudly each time he cums, mutters for you to stop becoming weaker and weaker each time until he accepts his fate, going numb to the pleasure of it all.

dumbly nodding along with you when you coo about how cute he is all fucked out for you, continuing to play with his cock all the while.

he'd be so completely gone by the time you're done.

cum all over his abdomen, covering all the sheets around him, whimpering when you scold him for being such a messy puppy

taking every last drop as you feed it all back to him, sucking on your fingers in complete bliss

[poetlus]

CONGRATULATIONS ON 500!!!!!!!!!!!RISES THE MOON WITH TODOROKI SHOTO🙁🤍🤍🤍?

THANK UOU SM LOVELY I LOB U

Shoto is such an insanely good listener. He is always listening to you– whether its you yapping about a special interest or venting about an especially stressful day. And while he’s not the best with words, he’ll try and offer his best advice, and when he feels he has nothing worthwhile to say, he’ll lay a warm hand on you.

Speaking of warm hands, HEATING PAD!!! I saw this somewhere else, but he is literally a heating pad!! He absolutely looooves napping together and he can use both his hot and cold side to either warm the two of you up or cool the two of you down.

When you’re especially upset, he’ll cater to your every need. If you’re someone who likes to be alone, he’s extremely patient and will wait for you until you’re ready. If you like to have someone around, he's at your hip holding you.

[sturniqloo]

ITS PLAYTIME BABIES!!!❄️🤍

-search 'your name' and core on Pinterest and share the first 4 pics with everyone!!🫶🏼🎀

(these are mine by 'lida core'🎀🤍)

NOW YOUR TURN ANGEL!!💌

-no pressure tags🏷 @chrislilcumslvt @mattscoquette @adoreechxmpion @victoriassadcorner @strnilolover @strniohoeee @aymeesblog @sturniioloslut

[sugardolle]

Heyyy how do you manifest what you want if you were to explain it to a toddler 😭

wtf why am i just now seeing this??

1 ) write down what you want be as vague or detailed as possible. i usually take the detailed route especially when it comes to manifesting people.

2 ) your imagination is real. what you imagine and what you call the ‘real world’ is the same thing.

3 ) accept it as yours. what is accepting? — you considering it as done ! ( knowing that you already have it and sticking with that fact. )