#increase his penis size

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Burnum Hayes: So... Is it barbed?

Will Cade: What?

Burnum Hayes: You know... *motions downwards*

Will Cade: I-No? Not currently at least.

Burnum Hayes: It spikes up then.

Will Cade: Yes, it is called penile spines-Wait, why are we talking about this?

Burnum Hayes: Look man, I do a lot of athletic activity and I got to know how many business days and hospital trips I've got to take between-

Will Cade, flushed: Okay! I get it.

Burnum Hayes:

Will Cade:

Burnum Hayes: So is it proportional or did it remain small-

Will Cade, highly embarrassed: Please stop talking.

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idk if this is a sex ed question, or if you're the right person to ask, sorry, but do you have any reputable sources about what testosterone *actually* does?

i see people saying it limits your emotions, that it gives you breast cancer, that it makes you malnourished, its a second more dangerous puberty, etc, and I'd like to think im good at picking out lies, but there's a lot of stuff that sounds like bullshit coming from blogs i thought were trustworthy.

if not, all good, thank you in advance!

hi anon,

I'm really glad you sent this ask, because this kind of scaremongering misinformation is deeply upsetting and I'm so happy to provide a better information.

there are tons of reputable sources as to what testosterone does; some that I'll be pulling from in this answer include Cleveland Clinic, Harvard Medical School, University of California San Francisco, Mayo Clinic, the Society for Endocrinology, and Planned Parenthood.

so, what's up testosterone?

testosterone is a hormone produced in everyone's bodies, either in the testes or the ovaries depending on which set of equipment you're working with. all bodies produce both estrogen and testosterone, usually in different levels. regardless of the genitalia you were born with, how you understand your gender, or what levels of testosterone you have in your body, testosterone affects things like your sex drive, your hair growth, muscle and bone density, and the production of red blood cells.

in people born with testes, puberty usually comes with an increase in testosterone that kicks off changes such as growth of the penis and testicles, the production of sperm, an increase in hair growth all over the body, deepening of the voice, greater production of oil on the skin, and an increase in height, weight, and muscle mass.

either an overabundance or a deficit of testosterone can have health complications, just as having more or less of any hormone that a body needs can cause complications.

people who choose to transition by taking testosterone will experience many similar effects as cisgender men going through puberty, including the increase in body hair, skin oils, and muscle mass, as well as a deepening voice. while people on testosterone are unlikely to experience significant growth in terms of height unless they start hormone replacement therapy (HRT) at a fairly young age, testosterone does frequently cause a redistribution of fat on their bodies to be more similar to that of cisgender men. bottom growth, the increased size and sensitivity of the clitoris to more closely resemble a penis, is also common; the clitoris and the penis are homologous structures (they're made out of the same goo when embryos start developing genitalia), hence why they react similarly to testosterone.

to address your specific concerns:

testosterone does not limit the range of a person's emotions. while it may impact a person's mood and the severity of their feelings, the same is true of any hormone - for instance, people also report mood changes when they take antidepressants or birth control. the sometimes drastic mood fluctuations experienced during puberty are not tied to a specific hormone; this is a turbulent time regardless of what hormones your body is producing the most. testosterone is stereotyped as making people angry and violent, but all people are people regardless of their biology and are shaped by much more than the hormones in their body.

while cisgender men and trans people on testosterone can both get breast cancer, testosterone does not pose any particular risk. several of the sources linked about don't find any significant link between taking testosterone HRT and an increased risk of breast cancer, reporting that transgender individuals who take testosterone are not at any particularly higher risk of developing breast cancer than cisgender women. for more detailed information about potential health problems affiliated with taking testosterone, I recommend the "Risks" section of the linked UCSF document. yes, there are health risks affiliated with taking testosterone; this is true of literally any medication and, more importantly, is also true of just being a person with any kind of hormones in your body. cis men and women also have health conditions affiliated with being cis men and cis women, this is the price of admission for having a human body. nobody gets out unscathed.

there is no evidence that testosterone causes someone to become malnourished. people undergoing a testosterone-based puberty, whether they're cis or trans, are likely to experience a great deal of growth and bodily changes that will use a great deal of calories, which means they may be hungry and need more food than they did previously. this is a normal effect of puberty on a body, and is only a risk for malnourishment if a person isn't able to eat in sufficient amounts to keep their body properly nourished.

there is nothing about a testosterone-based puberty that is "more dangerous" than an estrogen-based puberty, which is what I assume is the point of comparison. puberty is a completely natural process that does not pose any significant dangers unless you want to be a real dipshit about it and pull some shit like "puberty is dangerous because you grow breast tissue and then you're at risk for breast cancer," in which case sure, great job, Sherlock. you solved it, puberty is cancelled forever. I cannot emphasize enough how stupid this is, conceptually; roughly half the human population goes through this kind of puberty every day and they're fucking fine. puberty by itself is not a risk factor of anything.

I don't know what particular interest the blogs you've been following have in making testosterone-based puberty sound like it's going to turn you into an emotionally stunted skeleton with breast cancer, although I fear it's transphobia hidden unsubtly behind concern trolling and disdain for cisgender men.

if you're interested in taking testosterone and are concerned about the changes you might see in your body please, for the love of god, consult with reputable health resources and a doctor rather than whatever nematode is posting about testosterone ruining your life.

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TVDU Head-Canons smut

𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓭:

With Damon Salvatore:

His favorite position is missionary. He loves looking into your eyes while giving you pleasure and enjoys watching your breasts bounce.

How he fucks you: He likes to go fast but makes sure you enjoy it. Your satisfaction comes before his own.

Duration: He likes to make love for hours without stopping. But in the end, he gets tired and collapses on top of you before giving you a kiss and falling asleep within minutes.

With Elijah Mikaelson:

His favorite position is missionary with legs in the air. It’s a classic missionary, but he holds your legs up to show that he has control over you and that he decides when to change positions.

How he fucks you: He goes very fast while looking into your eyes. He lets out a few groans of pleasure as his sweat drips down his chest.

Duration: Your session can last a few hours or just a few minutes. Elijah is always afraid of hurting you, so when he senses you're not enjoying it anymore, he stops immediately, kisses you passionately, and lies down next to you.

With Enzo St John:

He doesn’t have a favorite position. He prefers to use sex toys like vibrators.

How he fucks you: As mentioned earlier, he doesn’t make love to you directly. He usually cuffs your wrists above your head and inserts the vibrator, gradually increasing the power until you reach orgasm. Just watching this gives him absolute pleasure.

Duration: It all depends on you. When you reach your orgasm, he tends to uncuff you and remove the vibrator without looking at or kissing you, then leaves the room, leaving you alone with your orgasm.

With Jeremy Gilbert:

His favorite position is doggy style. He loves taking you from behind because he imagines your expressions, which gives him more pleasure.

How he fucks you: Poorly, very poorly. His penis is only of average size and gives you no sensation. He tries to go very fast to give you as much pleasure as possible but fails every time. You almost always fake your moans.

Duration: Very short, he doesn’t last even five minutes. Like with your moans, you fake your orgasms. Fortunately, he falls asleep immediately after finishing, which allows you to go to the bathroom and give yourself the pleasure you didn't receive.

With Kai Parker:

His favorite position is cowgirl. He loves feeling you ride him, closing his eyes for more pleasure, until he feels your trembling as you get close to orgasm. When that happens, he suddenly sits up and finishes in missionary.

How he fucks you: Extremely well. Despite his skinny body, he gives you sensations you’ve never felt in your previous relationships.

Duration: Usually, your sessions last about half an hour. He continues to make love to you even after his orgasm so that you can have multiple orgasms.

With Klaus Mikaelson:

His favorite position is the bridge. He loves stimulating your G-spot, knowing how being elevated makes you tremble, and he adores that. He often grabs you by the throat, hoping to increase your pleasure more and more as you approach orgasm.

How he fucks you: Klaus is an expert and you know it. He manages to give you pleasure all over your body.

Duration: Your sexual acts can last an entire day and night. Klaus is never satisfied. Before he has his first orgasm, he has to give you at least five. Often, he hurts you when he's close to absolute pleasure, but you don't dare tell him for fear of hurting his feelings and making him feel guilty.

With Matt Donovan:

His favorite position is the erotic spoon. You sit with your back to him, kissing passionately while he caresses your intimate parts until you’re satisfied. He very rarely penetrates you for fear of hurting you. He is very attentive with you.

How he fucks you: He caresses you more than he fucks you. But when you do have sex, it’s a very passionate, erotic moment. He kisses your neck and whispers in your ear how beautiful you are and how much he loves you until he finishes his long thrusts.

Duration: Your encounters (when he doesn’t stop after caressing you) last about twenty minutes. He spends half the time caressing you and the other half penetrating you. It doesn’t last long, but he does it so slowly and passionately that you feel pleasure as if you had been going for several hours without stopping.

With Stefan Salvatore:

His favorite position is spooning. Being beside you during the act gives him the feeling that he’s protecting you. He also spends his time nibbling your ear, often leaving marks.

How he fucks you: Despite his passionate act, he makes love to you quite quickly, giving you a lot of pleasure. He also hits your G-spot very well, allowing you to have powerful orgasms.

Duration: It depends on his mood. If he’s angry, sex lasts less than ten minutes. But if he’s in a good mood, he gives you pleasure for about an hour before withdrawing and going to wash. Then he comes back to you, kisses you tenderly before joining you again and falling asleep.

Hello!

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Lots of love and see you next time!

PS: I have this account since one year I think and never posted anything even though I wanted to! Anyway better late than never!

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The Resort (Part 1)

THIS IS AN URGENT ANNOUNCEMENT TO ALL THOSE IN THE [REDACTED] & [REDACTED] AREAS

Hello,

It has come to our attention that an unfortunate accident at one of our chemical treatment plans has occurred on the [REDACTED]st of [REDACTED] 2023, resulting in the contamination of the water supply in the above mentioned areas for a period of approximately 3 hours and 10 minutes.

A statement has been issued to water providers by The Company™️ and a number of anti-transformative chemicals have been released to counteract the imbalance.

However, the damage has been done and we wish to report on it as such.

As you may know, some of the affected water infiltrated the [REDACTED] Beach Resort where it unwittingly transformed multiple male patrons into what is colloquially referred to as "Cuntboys". IE- Men with a fully functional vagina, uterus, ovaries, etc. Others not as diligently exposed to the chemicals did not experience full "Cuntboy-ification" as it has been deemed.

This transformation is reported to have first occurred with a sudden and dramatic increase in the size of the lower extremities, glutes, lower back muscles and an initial reduction in penis and testicle size.

This reportedly occurred throughout the premises, including the pool's filtration system, the resort's water system (showers, baths, commercial water taps), and available on-tap drinking water.

The following changes consisted of what we are dubbing a "hyper-fertile cycle" where the excess chemical exposure was processed into a mixture of testosterone, dopamine and oxytocin. This resulted in a dramatically increased libido.

Fortunately the spread of the affected was contained within the resort and secondary exposure (either through sexual fluids or otherwise) was rendered ineffectual as the transformative chemicals were able to penetrate the skin barrier in less than 0.2 microseconds). This resulted in numerous impregnations or otherwise sexual encounters in and around the location, of which have been documented.

We encourage all those affected either through direct exposure or through coupling and secondary exposure to report to one of our branches to undergo a full physical exam and analysis.

We also encourage all currently, or presumed to be, pregnant to not terminate the pregnancy as we wish to ascertain valuable research data on the growth of the foetus within this timeframe.

We hope to reveal more information to the public as it becomes known.

Regards,

The Company.

~~~

You smirk as the commercial comes to an end, the broadcaster for the local news station thanking The Company for their transparency regarding the situation and continuing with more news on the recent baby boom caused through the accident.

You couldn't pay attention for long though, not as the hot little cuntboy you picked up from the resort was busy swallowing every inch of your enhanced cock down his throat.

You fisted his hair, shoving him down to push his nose in your pubes, loving how his throat spasmed around your dick and the gurgling sound that came out of his tight throat.

"You hear that baby, they wanna give you a checkup."

A soft whimper comes out as the only response. He looks up at you, tear-filled baby blues staring into yours. He's been working your cock for hours, thoroughly content with kneeling between your spread thighs and swallowing every enhanced load you can give.

"Yeah I know you're pregnant. They just wanna make sure you can give me a while lot more."

A more pleased sound comes out as he resumes his enthusiastic sucking. You're sure that's his fifth load in as many hours.

You sigh as the hot cum shoots up your rock hard dick. You might as well put off that appointment till tomorrow...

Story in collaboration with @maleagetransformation , Part 2 over on his account!

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It wouldn't hurt to switch roles sometimes.

Denis is a skinny nerd who looks very weak during his school break. Instead of having a relaxing break, he has to work at a seaside resort to earn money to survive because he is alone with no parents

One day while he was working hard, he met the son of the owner of this resort. He was a hot guy with a hot body that made my heart flutter. He was often at the beach showing off his beautiful muscles. He came to stay here during the school break. He seemed to be the same age as me, which made me feel a little jealous because our fates were so different

Later, I often noticed him disappearing into a small stone alley to take a nap during the day. When he was sleeping, I would often sneak up on him to watch him. I admired his handsome face while he was sleeping, which made my heart beat faster. When I returned, I would sometimes be reprimanded by my boss for disappearing for a while One day while I was cleaning my room in the morning, I found a strange coin. It had small letters that said “Switch”. I was a little surprised when I looked at it, but I didn’t really care. After I finished cleaning, I walked out of the room and looked at the beach. I saw a young man who had made my heart flutter not long ago. Even though I had been watching him for a while, I still didn’t know his name. I tried to ask my boss, but he gave me a stupid reason that a temporary employee like me didn’t need to know the name of the resort owner’s son. Even though I was hurt, I couldn’t do anything. At work, I didn’t even have any friends to talk to.

Not long after, my boss ordered me to bring him sunglasses. "Why didn't he go get them himself?" I thought to myself as I brought him sunglasses. When I arrived at the beach, I didn't see him. I knew immediately that he must be in that small stone alley. When I arrived at the stone alley, I was shocked to see him lying naked. Normally, he would wear pajamas, but now he took off his pajamas to reveal his big, long penis. Its thickness made my heart beat very fast. I stared at it, looking at every part of his body as he slept. But suddenly, I felt a vibration from a coin in his pocket. When I opened it, I found a strange coin that shook and glowed. I took it out and saw the small letters that said "Switch". It was shining very brightly. I don't know what made me say "Switch". Suddenly, my body slowly changed.

I screamed as my muscles changed. It was no wonder that no one could hear me, because the alley was quite far from the resort. But the strange thing was that no matter how loud I screamed, the body of the resort owner's son did not respond as if he could not hear me. My body gradually changed for the better. The muscles that were once thin gradually thickened until they were equal to his. My height quickly increased until they were equal to his. My face gradually changed as well. My eyes, nose, and mouth gradually changed to be his. The pain gradually decreased as almost everything gradually became his. Or was it only my penis that remained unchanged? But before I felt comfortable, my penis gradually expanded. Its size and length gradually increased. As its size and length increased, I felt as good as if someone was using his mouth to worship me.

When it was equal to his size, I reached my climax, my body trembled as I was released, I breathed heavily, looking at my changed body, running my hands over every part with satisfaction, this face, the curves of my muscles, and this genitals, it was so wonderful. I looked at the still body of the resort owner's son, his body slowly changed and shrunk into my old body. Seeing this, I smiled wickedly, took off my old clothes, stole the swimming trunks that were lying next to him to put on. "It feels so good to have a new chicken." While putting it on, I looked at the strange coin that had fallen as I slowly changed. I picked it up. When my finger touched the coin, memories of the resort owner's son flooded my mind. Addresses, passwords, family preferences, everything came to mind. "I finally know your name, Six. I am now Six Mason, the son of the hot resort owner. Denis walked out of the alley in his new identity. After walking for a while, he looked at his old body walking back to work and was reprimanded for being gone for so long. "Poor Denis, my old self." Denis, who was now Six, wore sunglasses and walked back and forth on the beach to show off his hot body like the old Six used to do. "Well, I have to think about what to do next in this new body when I get back to the resort. “I think I’d rather have fun with my new chicken, haha,” he said as he reached into his pants pocket to grab his penis that was slowly becoming hard inside his pants.

This is a story requested by a lovely follower. I hope you, the readers and those who requested it, will enjoy it. Haha, if there are any errors, please help me fix them. I hope to continue writing stories like this. See you in the next one. Bye bye.

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Behind the Blindfold, ch. 4 [Gojo Satoru x reader]

tags: NSFW!!! female reader, jealousy, possessiveness, marking/biting/hickies, penetration (penis in vagina), unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex (vaginal), tickle kink, creampie, finger sucking, big dick, aftercare, exhibitionism, hair pulling, doggy style, overstimulation, forced orgasms, multiple orgasms, post orgasm torture, size kink, size difference, reader is short, gojo is feral af and a bit sadistic

summary: after a big argument fueled by jealousy, gojo satoru is determined to prove you wrong.

word count: ~4,477

read part 1 here! read part 2 here! read part 3 here!

read on ao3 here!

“Hey! (Y/N), wait!”

Heavy footsteps echo behind you as you rush through the crowded streets of Tokyo. You push your way past unassuming people, simmering quietly as you make your stormy escape. You hear someone calling for you, but the sound of his voice only serves to ignite you further. You pretend not to hear and keep going.

“I said wait, god damn it!”

You dip into a nearby alley and find yourself at a dead end. Shit. The footsteps that had been following behind you for the last several blocks pause, and you sense a foreboding presence behind you. You swing around to glare at Gojo Satoru, who’s staring back at you from behind dark tinted glasses with an uncharacteristically serious expression. He had barely broken a sweat during the chase, despite how quickly he was walking to keep up with you. Your attempt to run away had been futile.

“You’re a real piece of work. You know that?” he rubs the back of his neck, rolling his head backwards from side to side. “How many times am I going to have to chase after you like this?”

“I thought I told you to leave me alone.” 

Your voice is sharp and full of venom. He shoves his hands into his pockets, the corners of his lips turned down in displeasure.

“Calm down, firecracker. Why are you so angry all of a sudden?” he whines. “You’re more worked up than usual.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!” you snap back furiously.

“Okay, okay,” Gojo puts his hands up in an act of surrender, letting his sunglasses slide down the bridge of his nose. His radiant blue eyes peer over them, studying you intently. “I’m just trying to figure out why you’re so pissed off.”

“You know exactly why,” you spit back, trembling a bit from anger. “I should have known you’d pull something like this. I should have never gotten involved with you.”

“Huh? What on earth are you going on about?” annoyance begins to seep through his voice. “What the hell did I do?”

“I fucking saw you, Satoru. With my own two eyes.”

“Saw me what?” His volume increases, and you sense his own patience is wearing thin. “Spit it out already. I’m tired of this damn guessing game.”

“You were flirting with her! Right in front of me!” the tears you had been forcing back finally break through. You feel a few of them drip onto your burning cheeks and quickly wipe them dry. Your entire body feels hot. You hadn’t realized how agitated you had become. How he always managed to get under your skin was beyond you.

“Flirting with who? ” he pauses for a moment, tilting his head to the side with brows furrowed. “...Hold on a second. You mean the barista?”

“Yes,” you hiss. “I saw you take her number.”

You shoot daggers at his perfect face while he gawks at you, taking a moment to process your words. Then, his frown slowly starts to fade. A slow smile creeps across his face as he looks back at you with an incredible amount of satisfaction, chucking quietly in that low baritone of his. 

That goddamn smile. It made it almost impossible for you to cling onto the anger. 

Almost.

“Ah. I see what’s going on.”

He closes in on you, taking advantage of the fact that you’re up against the wall with nowhere else to run. 

“You’re jealous.”

Lacking the energy to come up with a comeback, you simply cross your arms and scowl. He lets out a bitter laugh, shakes his head a little. 

“Well, I can’t help that I’m ridiculously good looking and charming. It’s not something I can control,” he says, wearing the biggest shit-eating grin. “But she’s not my type at all. I just accepted it to be polite. You know, because somebody is always on my ass about being nice to people?”

You scoff angrily, but a few seconds later, he pulls you into his embrace. He wraps his arms around your back, pulls you into his chest. It’s such a sweet gesture. You don’t have the heart to push him away.

“You don’t need to get all grumpy about it,” his velvet baritone melts in your ear, his breath tickles your skin. “I told you, you’re the only one I’m interested in right now. That’s why I asked you out on this date, no?”

He takes your chin in one of his big hands, then pulls your face up, forcing you to return his gaze.

“Have a little more faith in me. How many times do I have to say that I only want you?”

He leans down and plants a kiss on your lips, twirling his tongue with yours. You close your eyes, allowing the last tears you’d been suppressing to drip onto your cheeks. He catches them in his thumbs and wipes them away. You’re not fighting him, but still find it difficult to get into it. He senses your hesitation and pulls away.  

“You still don’t trust me,” he furrows his brows again, looking a bit forlorn.

A tinge of remorse stings your heart, but you remain silent. He sighs, shoving his hands in his pockets once more before backing away. He looks towards the sky as if contemplating something, pondering silently for a few moments, then turns back towards you with a stoic expression.

“You know, I’m a patient guy, (Y/N),” he finally speaks. His tone is darker, more embittered. “But even I have my limits.”

He narrows his eyes to glare at you intensely. The sight of him barely containing his unbridled frustration fills you with both fear and excitement. Your heart skips several beats; you recognize that look. You knew what this meant.

Those wild, insatiable eyes. 

The way he’s purposely leering over you, a quiet reminder of your height difference. 

He could ravage you as he pleased, take you whenever he wanted, as he’d done many times before.

And he was about to do it again. 

Still at a loss of words, all you manage to do is stare back at him and watch as the sweet Gojo you’ve come to know becomes something sinister.

“What do I gotta do to prove myself, huh?” he towers over you as your back presses against the wall with that same crazed look in his eyes he had whenever he was about to take something, or someone, down. “Do I have to grovel at your feet? Kiss the ground you walk on? Tear my skin off so you can see me bleed for you?”

He slams his hand on the concrete wall beside your head and stares into your soul, locking those stunning baby blues with yours. 

Ba-dump. Ba-dump.

You’d seen this side of him only once or twice, when the two of you were exorcizing a particularly difficult curse during one of your assignments. It was hard enough back then to focus on combat while you watched his fingers work their magic, curling and twisting as he used his jujutsu technique, reminding you of how skilled he was with his hands and how good they felt knuckle deep inside of you. His hair had been wild and unkempt as it flowed around his head. His eyes were fierce and untamed. His smile was wide and full of malice. He snickered as he worked, full of twisted pleasure as he tore the curse apart.

And now, his attention was solely on you.

“Maybe I’ve been too nice. Maybe I need to be a real bad guy for you to finally understand.”

Before you have a chance to respond, you feel one of his big hands wrap around your neck, holding you tightly in place. His grip is firm, but not painful. Your breath becomes shallow and frantic, and there’s nowhere to look but up. Your eyes meet his and his hands start to roam, slipping between your thighs to feel the warmth between them. His fingers touch your wet mound, then start to massage your swollen hood. He grins menacingly and lets out another dark chuckle.

“You like that, baby? You want me to be mean? You’re already soaking wet.”

His thumb traces your bottom lip, admiring its softness. You part your lips, inviting him inside, and he takes advantage of this invitation by shoving his thumb into your mouth. You wrap your lips around it, marveling at the taste and feel. It’s clean, soft, and a bit chapped from the dry air. Your mouth moves forward and backwards, reminding him of the talents of your tongue. His grin grows bigger, stretching his beautiful pink lips across his face.

When he can’t wait any longer, he pulls out his thumb and picks you up in a smooth, seamless fashion. He grabs the back of your thighs and lifts you into the air, pushing your back up against the alley wall while holding your legs at both sides of his waist. It happens so fast that you don’t have time to protest, to claim that you’re too heavy or that it’s too embarrassing. It’s like he’s carrying a basket of feathers; you’re practically weightless to him. Your legs dangle in midair for a second until they wrap around his waist as his thick, strong hands rest on your ass, cradling each cheek in his wide palms. There was no sign of strain or discomfort in his expression. Only an insatiable hunger, one that only you could feed.

God. He was so fucking hot.

“You want me to fuck you in front of her?” he growls into your ear in between the frantic neck kisses he’s peppering over your skin. “I’ll bring you back there right fucking now. I’ll show her how badly I want you.”

His mouth hungrily consumes you, his lips press themselves against every inch of your face. You’re caught between breathy gasps, sultry moans, and half-giggles. The sensations almost overwhelm you. 

Your hand sneaks around to the back of his head and grips it tightly. His teeth sink into your neck, causing you to cry out and dig your nails in his skin. They wander upwards, scratching and clawing his buzzed undercut, and once again you are blessed with the sound of his sweet moans. 

“Tell me who you belong to,” you demand, grabbing fistfuls of his silk hair, drunk off the beautiful, desperate noises he’s making. 

“You,” he grunts while humping against your mound. He’s rock hard; it won’t be much longer until he forces it inside you once more. 

“Say it louder.”

“You. I belong to you.”

“That’s right,” You cup his face, pull him in towards you until his lips meet yours. You whisper loaded threats in between each stolen kiss. 

“You’re mine. All mine. I’ll fucking kill anyone who comes near you.”

It’s intense. Even you frighten yourself a bit as you voice your internal thoughts. But this is what Gojo Satoru has done to you. 

“You’re scary, (Y/N),” he teases, laughing a little. “But it’s really fucking hot.”

You are starting to grow tired of words. Feeling brave, you run both hands through his hair, then yank it softly as you pull his head to one side. There’s a momentary look of shock on his face, but his confident grin quickly returns. 

“Taking charge now?” he chirps. 

You lean forward and whisper in his ear, mimicking all the times he’d done the same to you.

“I want the whole world to know you’re mine.” 

It’s subtle, but you see him shudder as your words wash over him.

You begin to trail a path of kisses from his lips to his neck. Once you reach the smooth, blemish-free skin, you begin to suck, lick and bite ever so gently. He makes a sudden noise that’s shockingly high pitched before letting out a long moan. You hear his voice shudder as you do it again, alternating between tender kisses and aggressive bites. Each time you pull away, you look at his pale skin and see another red mark in the shape of your lips and teeth. But the other side looks bare. You gently pull his head to the left, allowing you access to the untouched. Your lips meet his skin once more, your teeth leave indents as you nibble and suck. 

The sounds coming out of his mouth are heavenly. Like a chorus of angels warbling in the air. His voice flutters with every kiss, every bite, every new mark left that claims him as your own. His beautiful blue eyes roll back in his head as he makes sweet, fluttery noises, just for you.

“(Y/N)...” he murmurs, barely able to form coherent words. There was something oddly satisfying about seeing a grown man like him turn to putty in your hands. The greatest sorcerer in the world, brought down by neck kisses and hickies. And you were the only one who could bring him here.

You lose track of how many times you mark him, but when you’re finished, you trace each one with the tip of your finger. Admiring your work. Your marking has left him in a dream-like state; the only thing that comes out of his mouth is an airy, bubbly giggle. His skin quivers as your fingers trail across his neck. He’s just as sensitive as you are, if not more.

Your lips press against his, reawakening his desire. His hands grope your thighs. His fingers press deep into your skin, wanting to leave their own mark on you. 

He can’t wait any longer. He sets you down, back on your feet. Wobbly hands grab your panties and yank them down your thighs. The hem of your skirt rides up, and you feel a rush of cool air between your legs. You suddenly remember you’re in public; your eyes dart around to see if any passersby are peeping at your lewd act. He notices this and laughs.

“Oh, are you feeling shy now?” he derides. “I forgot. You like your privacy.”

You start to talk back, but your surroundings change in an instant, and once again you find yourself in a totally new space far from the dirty, rancid alley. Gojo and his goddamn cursed technique. He just had to show it off whenever he had the chance. 

You briefly glance around, and after a few seconds it dawns on you that you’re at his place. You’d only been there once or twice, but you recognize the smell of expensive cologne and the piles of black clothes scattered around the floor. The essence of Gojo Satoru.

He carries you to the couch and plops you down, then climbs on top to straddle you. He seizes your wrists, holds them above your head, then uses his free hand to poke and prod at your sides. It happens so fast, you have no time to prepare yourself for the electrifying sensations that shock your nerves. You scream, you laugh, you thrash around wildly as he torments your sensitive body more than ever before. All while cackling maniacally like some sort of evil villain. 

“Satoru, stahahap!” is all you can manage to spit out. 

“What’s the matter? You like this, don’t you?” he taunts, tickling you even harder. “I’m just getting you warmed up, sweetheart.”

“Stop, it’s too much! I can’t take it!”

“That’s right, baby. Beg for me.”

You feel like you’re going insane. He’s tickling you to madness, digging into your worst spots and tweaking your soft skin like he’s playing an instrument. Your laughter starts to sound like a hysterical melody. You’re struggling like hell to get out of his grasp, but the tickling has weakened you and eventually you resign yourself to laughing. Tears prick the corners of your eyes, and he watches your futile attempts to escape with sadistic glee. You start to babble, pleading him for mercy, but all that earns you is more wicked laughter.

“You cryin’?” he taunts, wiping a tear off your cheek and licking it. “How cute. No mercy for you, though. I’m a bad guy now, remember?”

A moment of respite. You grovel, appeal to his sense of mercy, but in the end he ignores you and resumes his torment. His fingers dance across your ribs, following your body’s movements as you twist and turn. At this point you can’t even form words, and despite how much you’re shrieking and giggling it still seems like he’s laughing even harder. 

You’re not sure how much time passes. It could have been a few minutes, or half an hour, or longer, but he finally lets up, allows you to catch your breath. You take deep gulps of air, still giggling lightly when you feel his hand rest on your stomach. 

The momentary respite ends too soon. He slides his hands down your waist, rests them on your hips, taps them with his long fingers. The feeling makes you jolt, and the sight of you quivering under his touch amuses him further. He chuckles again, staring down at you with a crazed, feral look in his eyes. Your heart is thumping so loudly you wonder if he can hear it. 

“Turn around.”

It isn’t a request. He doesn’t give you any time to decide whether or not you’re going to be obedient or defiant, quickly flipping you over so he can gain access to what he wants most. He grabs your hips again and lifts them into the air, forcing your face into the suede cushions on the sofa. You feel his soft lips press against your cheeks as they plant sloppy, wet kisses and love bites across the seldom-touched skin. You cry out softly, overcome with pleasure and just the right amount of pain. Out of nowhere, his tongue flicks your taint, making you squeal and buck your hips forward. You had not been expecting that. He simply pulls your hips back, slamming them against his own before licking the hyper-sensitive area once more. All while stroking his fingers up and down your sides, putting you in overstimulation hell. The sounds coming out of your mouth are inhumane.

Several minutes pass, and he finally decides he’s had his fill of your suffering. At least for now.  Ready to be inside you, he yanks down his pants and boxers, throws them off to the side. They must have knocked over a lamp or something, because you hear a loud crash on the other end of the room. You turn your head to look, but don’t get the chance to see what it was. His hand pushes down on your neck, forcing you down once more while the tip of his cock pushes itself against your hole. You cry out when he shoves it inside. No matter how wet you are, his dick will always take you by surprise by its sheer size and girth. It feels so fucking good. It’s driving you insane.

The palm of his hand moves from the back of your neck to the lower part of your scalp. He makes a fist and pulls, softly at first to ease you into it, then with a bit more force. It forces your head back as he pumps his dick inside you over and over. It’s different from how he’s fucked you before. This time, there is no slow buildup or loving thrusts. Just him slamming his cock deep in your hole with rapid, deep strokes. 

His other hand is gripping your waist, gently squeezing it every now and then to mess with you. Each time you feel that tickly feeling, your hole clenches around his member, coaxing more feral grunts and moans from his beautiful lips. Your back arches, your ass cheeks slam against his hips, your voice grows hoarse from the guttural moans emerging from your throat.

“You feel so fucking good, baby,” he croons. “Your perfect little hole is mine.”

“Satoru! Aaaah…”

“You want me to fill you up, sweetheart?”

“God, yes! Yes! ”

A few more strokes, shoved deep inside of you, and finally he comes. And he comes hard . He lets out one more loud groan before busting a load inside you, filling you once more with warmth and satisfaction. His cock twitches as it rests inside you; his moans grow softer, quieter. He stays there for a while, and you relish the full feeling his giant cock provides. When he finally pulls out after several seconds of cockwarming, you feel his seed dripping out. It soaks the cushions below. 

But he’s not done with you yet. He manhandles you again, turning you over so you’re on your back and your legs are wide open, giving him full access to your cunt. His head dips down. His lips press against your throbbing clit. His tongue dances and twirls around, then his mouth consumes you completely. You’re already soaking wet, full of his cum and yours, and the intensity of his tongue movements are pushing you over the edge. You grip the fabric of the couch and arch your back, losing yourself in the ecstasy of his touch. 

It takes quite a while for you to reach the edge, but he works you over with steadfast patience. He chuckles as he listens to you whimper and moan, and doesn’t resist when you grab his head and shove his face further down. His expert tongue and soft lips send waves of pleasure through your body, never ceasing even after you climax. Ecstasy courses through your veins. Pleasure vibrates through every nerve ending. You throw back your head and practically scream. You’ve never come this hard before, not with anyone else but him.

He’s not finished. As you’re panting and heaving, he slips one finger into your hole and slowly pumps it back and forth. Still writhing from the earth-shattering climax he just gave you, there’s little you can do but cry in frustrated pleasure. With one curl of his finger, he brings you to another climax, this one much more intense than the last. Your entire body arches upward. Colors and shapes explode in your vision. Your mind is starting to go fuzzy, but he still doesn’t stop. When the second orgasm has finished washing over you, he sticks in another finger and curls it up. Then he does it again, and again, and again…

With sweat plastered across your forehead and skin flushed so deeply it feels aflame, you whisper quiet pleas to your merciless lover.

“Satoru…” you splutter in between haggard breaths. “No more…”

He simply grins at you in response, devouring the sight of you with his voracious six eyes.

Ten long fingers rest on your hips, stroking them lightly. They crawl up your sides, then back down again. They follow your body’s movements while you thrash wildly, laughing and screaming in octaves you never knew you could reach. Every light flutter, every feathery claw feels like an electrical surge on your skin. All those successive orgasms have left you insanely sensitive. It’s the closest thing to torture you’ve ever felt. Gojo watches you with cruel satisfaction, laughs maniacally when you try to beg for respite. It’s unhinged, the way he’s giggling so cutely while making you suffer. Part of you is scared he’ll never stop. Part of you hopes he never will.

Fortunately, he does. After god knows how long he finally lets up, although he keeps his hands on your waist and his eyes focused on you. You can’t imagine how you must look; your eyes are bleary from all the tears he’s forced out, and your hair is strewn wildly about your head from all the struggling and wild movements. Your skin is warm, your throat feels dry. He damn near killed you with this little game of his.

He senses your exhaustion and stands up to grab you something to drink. He’s back in a split second, pressing the glass of cold water against your lips.

“Drink,” he commands, and you obey without protest. You finish the whole cup in a few gulps. 

He pushes some of your hair out of your face, strokes your cheeks gently before kissing each one. His lips meet yours, and once you pull away he takes you in his arms and cradles you as you lay against his chest.

“Fuck…” you finally speak once you’ve regained your strength. “You’re a goddamn monster.”

That makes him laugh. He hugs you a little tighter and plants a kiss on your head.

“Are you still upset?"

"Upset about what?"

Oh. Right. You'd forgotten all about that. He smirks victoriously, proud of himself for getting one over on you once more. Asshole. But you don’t have the energy to say much else. Instead, you close your eyes, ready for a fucking nap after all that stimulation, but something stirring on the other side of the room gets your attention. You lift your head up, scanning the place for the source of the sound before your eyes fall on the figure sitting in the corner. The same corner you had heard that crash earlier.

A look of horror crosses your face as the realization hits you. 

Someone else was in the room.

And she’d seen the entire thing. 

It’s the barista from the coffee shop. The one you had accused. The poor girl gapes back at you both in disbelief and confusion, frozen with panic.

“Satoru!” you shout. He erupts into laughter, finding great amusement in your shock.

“Don’t worry. She’ll probably think it’s some sort of dream or vision,” he says in an attempt to console you. “Anyway, give me juuuust a second…”

He stands up, walks over to the young woman, then places a hand on her shoulder. They both vanish from your sight, and a few seconds later he reappears.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” you shout again, earning another chuckle in response.

“I told you I’d fuck you in front of her.”

He hovers over you, his face so close to yours that you can feel his breath on your cheeks.

“Next time, believe me when I tell you how I feel. Then we won’t have to play these silly games.”

You gawk at him for a long time, a million thoughts running through your mind. You want to scold him, tell him off, rip him a new asshole, but god. You’re so damn tired. And you can’t argue when he’s looking at you like this, with his big baby blues full of affection, like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

Two big hands cup your cheeks, brushing away the last of your sweat and tears. You close your eyes, and a soft pair of lips kiss your eyelids and forehead. When you open them again, his beautiful face greets you with a gentle smile full of adoration.

Gojo Satoru was a fucking enigma. The more you got to know him, the less you understood. But you were past the point of no return.

As you found yourself lost in those eyes of his once more, you knew there was no going back. 

[darkshelbyfiction]

An Unusual Proposal

FOR: THOMAS SHELBY X FEM! READER

WARNING: DUBCON SMUT, NAME CALLING, ROUGH HANDELING

The sun was beginning to set when Thomas Shelby summoned you to his office. As you entered the room, you couldn't help but notice the sheer power radiating from every inch of the place. Your heart raced, as your gaze swept across the austere space bathed in harsh light. High ceilings adorned by intricately woven tapestries reflected the family's past glories, casting an air of authority around the room.

As you approached the large wooden desk, it felt like walking into a lion's den. The sharp gleam of Thomas Shelby's piercing blue eyes bore into your soul, chilling you to the core.

"Come here," he growled, beckoning you closer. You obeyed, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. Stepping nearer, you couldn't help but note the sheer size of Thomas, towering above you like a colossus.

The raw intensity of his presence seemed to envelop you, leaving no part of your body untouched. His strong hands grasped your hips, pulling you even closer, until you were just inches away from the massive wooden desk.

With a sinister grin, Thomas whispered into your ear, "Do you remember what I told you earlier?" His words sent shivers down your spine, as they reminded you of his promise – one that left you both thrilled and terrified.

Unable to control yourself, you began to tremble under his fierce gaze. With an authoritative tone, he commanded, "Bend over the desk."

You hesitated for a moment, your body refusing to comply with his orders at first. But then, something snapped inside you. You could feel the anger boiling beneath the surface, transforming into an explosive mixture of resentment and desire. As you lowered yourself onto the cold wood, you fought back tears, knowing full well that your submission would only fuel his appetite further.

He gripped your hips more firmly, guiding your body to the exact position he desired. Your legs were splayed wide apart, baring your most intimate parts to his hungry gaze. Thomas stood tall behind you, a predatory smile playing upon his lips.

"Fucking hell, Love. You will never learn, eh?" he growled. "Now spread those legs for me. You will take my cock, whether you like it or not," he said, his voice dark and commanding. Reluctantly, you obeyed, feeling your cheeks flush with shame. Your thighs trembled as you parted them, exposing your wetness to his view.

Thomas stepped closer and unbuckled his belt, followed by his zipper.

His hardened manhood jutted out, standing proudly before you.

As if toying with you, he teased your entrance with the tip of his penis, gently circling your rim before swiftly thrusting inside.

You cried in pain as he bottomed out against your cervix, making sure to push deep into your tender flesh. Each time he pulled out, it seemed like you were torn apart all over again. His relentless assault continued until you were drenched in sweat, your body begging for mercy.

Despite your pleas, Thomas' only response was to increase the tempo, hammering your tight walls with relentless determination. Every thrust echoed throughout the room, driving you towards the brink of ecstasy and agony simultaneously.

"Flirting with another man is fucking unacceptable, eh," Thomas muttered, gritting his teeth as he plunged deeper into your depths.

A mixture of pain and pleasure danced across your face, betraying your feelings to him. In spite of the intense discomfort, you found yourself craving his touch, the need for release taking hold of you.

Your breath caught in your throat as you reached your peak, the wave of sensation crashing over you. As you climaxed, Thomas' own release exploded inside you, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your entire body.

"That's it you fucking whore, take my cum," he growled, a mix of triumph and possessiveness in his voice.

You could feel the warmth of his seed pooling inside you, claiming your body as his.

The weight of his body pressed down on yours, crushing you beneath his might. You could taste the saltiness of his skin as he held you close, the scent of his musky arousal filling your nostrils.

For a moment, there was silence, punctuated only by the sound of your laboured breathing. Then, as you regained some semblance of composure, Thomas spoke once more.

"You know what? You are quite the piece of work, aren't you?" He let out a sigh, his breath caressing your neck as he moved away from you.

"Don't you ever think about how we could make this work?" he asked, his voice laced with bitterness. "We have been friends for so long. We've been fucking for years and still, you go off and look at other men," he spat, his breath hot against your skin.

His words cut deep, bringing up memories of a time when you two had shared laughter and confidences.

"Then fucking marry me already, Thomas!" you blurted out, frustration getting the better of you. "Or at least stop treating me like this!"

Thomas paused, considering your suggestion. His eyes were hard, yet a spark of curiosity flickered within them.

"Alright Love, let's get married, eh?" Thomas responded coolly, his eyes gleaming with interest. "But let's do this properly, shall we? No more fucking around, only respectful love-making."

You swallowed hard, your heart racing at the thought of what such a marriage might entail. "What does proper mean to you, Thomas?"

"Proper means, no more fucking around in this dingy office after you have gotten on to my nerves simply to prove a fucking point." Thomas exclaimed, his eyes blazing with passionate fury. "From now on, you will give me complete loyalty and commitment, do you hear me?"

You nodded, your cheeks burning red with embarrassment. Deep down, you knew that this arrangement wouldn't last. However, the prospect of living together, married to a man like Thomas Shelby, was something you couldn't resist.

[jjknanamin]

Name & Character: (Part 3 & 4) OVULATING ON VACATION // NANAMI KENTO FUNFICTION

For Part 1 & 2, click

Summary: You are both on vacation, and you are horny. Nanami is the perfect boyfriend, helps you. Satoru is the third wheel, involving your business.

Wc: Around 1.5k

Cw: fem!reader x kento nanami, established relationship, suggestive alert!, smut alert!, unprotected (reader on birth control tho), nudity, ovulation, cockholding (Satoru watching), kinda 3some (Satoru not only watching), nsfw (you are warned), MDNI (minors do not interact)

A/n: I am sorry, I am a day late! I was planning to enhance these parts, yet this could take an eternity, so I have decided not to be perfectionest.

Also I am not native. Please inform any gramer mistakes. Minors will be blocked. This one is my first story, so I am so excited!

For Part 1 & 2, click this link

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PART 3

"Let me spoil my girl, him, sweetheart?" He turned his left side, bringing you with himself. You were back at the position you woke up, your back pressed his chest. One hand wrapping you underneath, with that hand, he raised your right leg, creating space for him between your legs. His other hand worked in your pussy, spreading your arousal all over your vulva and butthole with his finger. When he touched your clit, it was a little discomfort since you were too sensitive.

One finger tested your entrance, then he thrust his penis with his hand a few times, and directed it to your entrance. He kissed once your cheek, and sucked where he had just kissed while inserting his cock inside.

It was a very intimate position as he was right next to your ear. You were very small compared to his body, almost half of his size, and you were captured between his limbs. Your leg was carried with his other hand now, while the other was on your tummy, ready to deal with your clit when the time would come.

Once he placed it all in, "Is it cool, baby? Do you mind if I fuck like this?" he whispered in your ear.

Your eyes were shut, and you were impatiently waiting for him to move. You were feeling stuffed full inside, it felt like he got bigger as he delayed his orgasm. "Yes, please, Ken-, I need you -" you could manage to mutter.

He smiled, kissed your cheek again, and started to thrust you from behind as your tits coherently jiggled. He was giving you what you wanted.

It was not easy being in a relationship with you, if he was to be a boring man with rules and schedules. He had rules and schedules, though, but since he started a relationship with you, he organized them considering your presence in his life. He knew that ovulation was the peak part of your cycle, so he wouldn't mind being woken up even in the middle of the night. He would fuck you as you deserve.

So, this time, he did as well. He was thrusting you behind until you had your orgasm once again. You were so cute all whining and saying his name when your back stretched as your peak was getting closer. "Yes, yes-, yes, Kento, right there!" He started to rub your clit with a thumb. He was massaging the valley between your labia with two fingers forward and backward, nibbling your ear.

While his arm rested under your knee to keep your leg up, his palm pressed on your tummy and pubic bone to increase the effect of his cock inside. There were many stimulants in every corner of your body that you didn't know how to focus, yet before you were able to decide you came undone once again. Your cunt continuously clenching around his cock, while you tried to move your hip towards his dick even more.

"Here you go, pretty girl, cum f'me." he thrusted in you deeply, pace slowly decreasing as your orgasm faded away. You sighed deeply when you settled down.

He kissed your shoulder and back, with small bites when you couldn't open your eyes for a while. He pulled out, resting his hard cock on between your ass, one of his hands stroking your inner thigh where your cum dripped.

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PART 4

Kento was silent behind you, taking care of your post orgasm body reactions when Satoru knocked on the door and came in without waiting for permission. It was a vacation with your family, parents and siblings and their spouses, yet third wheel Gojo couldn't be left behind as he was really the closest friend of your boyfriend (!).

Haibara was the bff one of Nanami of course, but while Gojo was having hard time getting his crush Utahime to himself, so he wasn't leaving your back, trying to get as many tips as possible to impress her. Also, you were very close to Gojo since his extra characteristics are suitable for you when you are in the mood of "extra."

"What the hell are you doing so loud? This is a family vac, you know." he hummed with sleepy closed eyes. Nonetheless, he approached the bed on your side.

Kento was sick and tired of his clinginess, yet he could be useful for now. "I am doing my girl, Satoru," he said. "Make yourself useful and help me out."

Gojo's eyes widened as he stuttered. "W-what the hell are you talking about?! She is my best friend, and it is not like you, sharing her!" He bent over you, caressed your cheek, "Are you ok, baby? You want me to save you from this rude man?" he said concerned.

You chuckled. You hadn't known what your lover meant yet, but Satoru's innocent playful concern for you was cute as he didn't bother your nude state even though what he said about being loud was pure truth. You would be very embarrassed in the morning, wouldn't be able to look in the eye of anyone directly, yet to play cool anyway, it was not your current concern since Nanami's still rock-hard condition reminds you of your needs more precisely. "Gojoo, but I looove him." Eventually, you hummed. He kissed your cheek in return.

"Sit steady on the bed, Gojo." said Nanami.

Satoru did as his friend said. Kento lifted you and pressed your back against Satoru. Your head found its place on his shoulder. Kento bent your legs over your shoulder, positioning you and himself in the mating press.

"Oh, you like it like that, hm, dirty girl?" Satoru commented with a grin. He avoided touching you unnecessarily, yet he held you under your boobs with an arm, the other one hand spreading your wetness over your pussy, readying for the next round for Nanami.

You hissed to the sensation of a foreign hand, yet you could feel Kento's presence around even though your eyes were closed. He was ready to complete you with this one.

"Don't let her touch herself." Kento said to Satoru. He basically nodded. That was not the tip he wanted to learn from you, and he considered no reason to be part of this yet to leave either.

Kento leaned down to your head, and kissed you while he was again filling you full inside. With the stretch, you hold onto Satoru's hand for your dear life; hence, he conforted you, "How my best friend fucks sweetly my other best friend, adorable!"

Kento started to fuck you easily as Satoru took responsibility of supporting you on the bed. You were feeling really hot between two men, being good fucked for the third time in one sit, tiredness started catching you. Two men's face close to each other, however when it comes to intimacy of yours, Satoru knew he shouldn't be a burden, so he was trying not to be one.

Kento's sex moans got often and higher as it showed how close he was. Satoru's one finger found its way to your clit, and started to rub it for you. "You may want to cut it short Kento, she got pretty tired." he said innocently.

Kento nodded, "Are you with me, baby? I am gonna fill you up, hm?" he said to you.

"Yes, Nanami, please!" You screamed.

"Shush, quieter!" Satoru said.

Soon enough you were having your orgasm again, head bent over back to Satoru's shoulder, cunt clenching over Nanami's cock to undo him, swallow everything he could give.

Kento started to ejaculate as he reached his peak with the last sensation of your cunt squeezing his dick, while kissing your open neck, as he supported himself with one hand on Satoru's other shoulder.

His cum filled you up, leaking from your cunt as he kept thrusting in and out of you. Once both of you done orgasming, he slowed down and stopped inside of you.

You were breathing heavily, nose not enough to inhale, all sweaty, all tired. At the moment Kento pulled out gently, his cum and yours instantly dropped out. Kento caught them before spilling on Satoru's pyjamas. He grabbed his boxer on the bed, and cleaned his hand.

He put so many kisses on your face as he took you into his arms bridal way from Satoru, you finally opened your eyes to see his blonde, sweet, sweaty locks were falling on his forehead. You were so satisfied, and tired.

"Sooo, am I gonna be an uncle?!" Satoru asked, all excited. "OMG, I was there when you were creating my nephew or princess niece!"

You laughed inside, and buried your face on your lover's chest, all smiling. Kento kissed your shy cheek. "Not today, Satoru, easy. If God allows, maybe we may have after we married, him, Princess?"

You were falling asleep as Kento giving you your aftercare, cuddling you in the same position as your heartbeat turns to normal, wiping you with a wet towel, shower can wait till breakfast, dressing your pyjamas, means your all pink panties, tank top and socks, putting you in your pillow, covering you with a thin sheet.

"I want this too." Gojo commented to Kento, looking at your happy sleeping face. "I wanna be my woman's man, determining her needs, and serving her." Kento smiled, looking at you.

They kept talking a little while, Kento asking him what the hell he was doing in your room, Satoru defending himself by blaming that you were too loud. He thought it was morning, so he came to order his breakfast, pancakes, from Nanamin. Nanami forbade him from looking at you, Satoru declined, saying he could not separate you from his best friend. All ended with Nanami kicking Satoru out.

Kento lied next to you, under the same sheet, hugged you, knowing tomorrow at a very random moment, you would come to him desiring his cock again. He needed to sleep well, feed you well both in the morning, work and earn to make you his wife.

He looked at his ring on his ring finger. It was not an engagement ring, but some ring you gave him a few months ago when you guys first officially became boyfriend and girlfriend, after so many years you couldn't bring yourself to be in a relationship. He had given you one a little earlier than you. He didn't want to scare or rush you, but he had already got your engagement ring, and was planning to propose at the most suitable soon future that you are ready.

The end

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For Part 1 & 2, click this link

A/n: This is the first story that I wrote, so I wonder your thoughts. Please let me know in the comments! You may ask what Satoru's function was. Well, you are right 😂 The idea of this story came to my mind very early in the morning, so I didn't want to change the original idea. And you may conclude that I ship Gojo with Utahime, yes 😅

I might edit the errors from time to time.

My next story might be about Toji and Nanami. Please stay tuned! See you later!

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[faghubby]

Hubby's new cock

" wow Paul your so big" Amy laughed as she stroked the toy we had bought at the adult boutique a few hours ago. My own dick bobbing below it was dwarfed by the size. Amy and I had role played different senerios one of my favorite was watching her flirt with other men. Watching them lust after her made me want her even more. She had teased me about sleeping with them. Recently she had increased teasing me. Now on vacation without the kids, she had laughed when she dragged me into the sex shop this afternoon. When she saw the strapon at first she was confused. When she saw it was for a man to wear having a spot for my penis and balls to fit thru it. She bought it on the spot with an evil grin. Now wearing it I climbed on top of her.

"Yes, fuck me with the big cock" she moaned as I rubbed it against her engorged lips. I went so allowing her to adjust to the girth of the toy. It drove her wild. Soon she was moaning and bucking.

"Fuck me, yes fuck me with your big cock" she screamed, I worried the people in the next room would hear. Amy came with such force as I withdrew the toy from her she kissed me. And pulled me down next to her. She grasped my dick and stroked me.

"He fucked me so good with his big cock baby, I am to sore for you" she teased I came quickly. We cuddled and quickly fell asleep. I woke still wearing the toy. Amy was on top of me riding it. I watched her face twist in extasy as she bounced up and down on the toy. Making herself cum she collapsed on top of me.

"This is the best thing we have ever bought" she told me. As she got up and headed to the shower not noticing my throbbing erection. I removed the harness and joined her in the shower. I washed her. Then she washed me. She used the soap to stroke and tease me.

"It seems so tiny" she told me. "What do you say to only the big toy gets to be inside me till we go home?" She asked.

"Well I guess as long as " I was saying when she smiled as I came all over her leg. For the next four days she had me wear the toy to fuck her. Three or four times a day. She always came harder and faster then I had ever seen.

"I can't imagine how good it would feel if it was real" Amy told me one night. She started to give me a handjob she did this everynight before bed now.

"You don't have to" I told her.

"Don't you want to cum?" She asked sitting up.

"I can wait" I replied

"Wait for what?" She replied

"Till you know" I said

"Till what, it grows?" She giggled

"Till we get home" I told her.

OH, okay" Amy smiled.

The next morning Amy had me wear the toy under my clothes.

"Never know when I might need you to fuck me" she told me.

"Do you like walking around with a big cock in your pants?" She teased

"It is a bit awkward" I told her

"Think of all the men who do it every day" she said rubbing my new found bulge. As we wandered thru a town site seeing. She pulled me into an alley. She had my toy cock out in seconds and bent over some dirty broken cart. I fucked her hard and fast in this dirty smelly alley.

"That's how real men would fuck me, when ever and where ever they wished. Amy spent the rest of the day openly flirting with every man she saw.

"I want his cock" she would tell me after we walked away. She did this over and over. Or would ask." Do you think he has a big cock" pointing to random men on the street

"I don't know maybe" I would comment.

"Well bigger then yours, maybe not as big as this one though" she would answer stroking the toy in my pants.

This was all driving me crazy, but at the same time I found it so erotic.

I wanted her so bad. We got back to the hotel. I tried to iniate sex.

"No, you said you could wait" she told me. As she pulled out the toy from my pants and stroked it. She dropped and started to suck on the toy.

"Don't you wish you had a big cock so I would suck you like this" Amy said then went back to sucking the toy. This drove me even more crazy as I watched her deep throat and gag on the toy. Before she stopped and went to get dressed for dinner. I started to jerk off as I watched her get undressed.

"Stop that, you said you wanted to wait. So non of that" Amy said smacking my ass. My dick jumped when she did. I took a cold shower.

Amy was wearing a simple sun dress to go to dinner. Just before we left she flashed me showing me she wore no panties. She noticed my discomfort as we got in the elevator.

"This is so much fun" she teased smacking my ass again. This time I let out a low moan when she did.

"Paul are you okay" she laughed "don't make a mess in your pants" we sat in the corner of the restaurant. Amy sat very close. She took my hand and slid it under her dress. I teased and fingered her as we ordered.

"I bet the waiter has a big cock he could fuck me with" Amy teased nibbling on my ear. "Ask him if he would fuck your wife for you" she teased. I so wanted to cum. He waiter returned and placed our drinks.

"Would you be interested in fucking my wife?" I blurted out to him. I don't know who was more shocked the waiter or Amy. The waiter recovered first.

"It would be an honor" he said Amy still sitting there mouth open reached out and rubbed his crotch. She watched me as she did it. She then handed the room key to the waiter. He went to help some other people.

"Are you sure about this?" Amy asked very seriously.

"Yes" I said with lust in my throat. We ate dinner, Amy and Bill the waiter discussed meeting in the room after 11 when he got off. Amy and I went back to the room. Where she took a long bath and made herself ready for Bill.

"You can watch, I like you to watch if you want to. But no touching. Actually no touching yourself either" Amy told me making sure I was clear on the rules.

Bill arrived 5 minutes after 11 and instantly took charge. He grabbed Amy and kissed her deeply his hands roaming all over her body. Amy looked over at me. I just there and watched. Amy dropped to her knees and pulled out Bill's cock. He was hard, uncircumcised and at least 2 inches bigger then me. Amy teased and sucked his cock watching me.

"I don't know why you want me to fuck her but man she can suck cock" Bill said to me.

"Because he to small to please me" Amy told him stopping for a moment. bill pulled her to her feet. And removed her tiny lace panties she had worn for him. He made sure I had a good view as he drove his cock deep into Amy with one thrust . She gasped but was so excited it slid in easy. I watched fighting the urge to touch myself as Bill fucked Amy. There was no passion, it was pure lust on both of their parts.

Bill tried to pull out.

"No cum inside me,I am on the pill. Fill me up" Amy told him. He thrust deep one last time and pumped his seed inside my wife. Bill then casually got up dressed and left.

"Did you like that?" Amy asked as she approached I could see his cum running down her thigh. She ran her hand thru my hair then cupped my cheek. I moaned as I came in my pants. Amy looked confused for a moment then smiled as the wet spot appeared thru my jeans.

"Definitely have to do that again soon" she laughed and went to get cleaned up.

"I think I need to get fucked again, why don't you put on your new cock" she called from the bathroom. I stripped and tried to clean myself up. As I slipped on the harness. Knowing we had opened a new chapter in out marriage.

[percy-puppy]

Headcanon: Dick Piercings

About: CoD Men || Gaz, König, Keegan, Soap

A/N: Bestie and I talked about the CoD men and if any of them have a piercing in their special area. It ended with me researching for an hour and coming to these conclusions. @mothymunson caused it with this! ↓

TW: 18+ Blog/Post | MDNI, Piercings (duh.), DICK DIAGRAMS (plural), Me thirsting, talk about dicks/masochism/lil sex talk focused on vagina owners since I wrote this to self-indulge.

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Gerrick

Ampallang Piercing.

✿ It's pretty subtle compared to the others, but still some bling (his piercing is made from gold), and I think it suits Gaz's personality, too. Also, it doesn't just feel good for you, cause many men report increased sexual pleasure with this piercing. He definitely got it for this reason.

Keegan P. Russ

Reverse Prince Albert.

✿ “Just the tip,” has such a nice drag with that piercing. He also has a tongue piercing. He isn't even half in, and he doesn't need to, tbh. That piercing is the g-spot magic wand.

König

Prince Albert. (classic)

✿ This had me drooling, and I didn't even know what got me so hard at first, but here is why: It's quite a thick ring and just gives bull vibes, which matches him wholeheartedly. He is a massive man and cannonically couldn't be a sniper because of it. He was later assigned as an insertion specialist and served as a battering ram. So, he is a breeding bull — breeding kink, size kink, mating press… It’s once again a piercing both sides get increased pleasure from.

John ‘Soap’ MacTavish

TOP: 3 Top Ladders. Dydoe/King’s Crown. (Pierced through the ridge vertically at the penis's head base.)

BOTTOM: 3 Bottom Ladders. Hafada/Scrotal. (He is pierced there 1x (ring piercing). It sits right in the middle. During doggy, it smacks your clit.)

✿ Listen… he likes some pain, he is a little nuts—the chaotic middle-child energy just manifested like that. He has multiple dick piercings. He enjoys the modification of his cock, and getting them was fun for him, too. He definitely makes jokes that sound like condom sale slogans, like, “✨Ribbed for her Pleasure✨”. He got them for your pleasure, but he gets off on getting you off, so it's a double-win.

[inviouswriting]

Tying a knot

This post is 18+ so use caution when reading my content.

This is a smut.

Zhongli x fem!reader

Short one and inspired off an art piece I saw.

Warnings below 

Warnings include - Knotting, size difference, body augmentation, monster cock, affection, oral, fingering, established relationship.

You are aware that Zhongli has multiple forms and can manipulate his body to some degree even without his gnosis. The former archon lets you satisfy your curiosities when you give him an odd request. Nothing braced him for the subject of a knot.

“Why that my dear?” Gold eyes regard you warm, hands holding your face with thumbs brushing over your cheeks. You had spent some time reading on animals and how some for mating had knots. Zhongli doesn’t miss the way your cheeks flush at his question.

“Well... I wonder how it would feel...” Serene eyes take in every part of your face, and he bows his head to press a simple kiss on your lips.

“You do know the purpose of a knot, right? And what you are asking of me is to augment my body. I will warn you in advance that it will be a bit bigger than what you are use to already with me. Do you really want this?” Zhongli tugs you into his lap to get you to look him in his eyes for this answer. He wants to be sure.

“I am aware what a knot is for, to make a mating more successful by acting as a plug to well keep everything from leaking out.” You feel your face heat up saying it and more when he nods his head in agreement.

“I will make it more enjoyable to you. We will be spending good time afterwards... connected. If this is truly what you desire. Go prepare for me and I will meet you in our bedroom. I will treat you well tonight, and you will know nothing but endless pleasure.” With that he kisses you in a promise. You murmur into the kiss feeling his hands squeeze onto your thighs making you grind against him.

You return his kiss almost melting into the way he kisses you so tender and sweet, that kindness hiding the beast underneath, that you see at the edges of his amber eyes. A reminder of what he once was.

You are let go and do as he instructs you to clean yourself and prep for him, from bathroom to stretching your body for being bent in different positions. You decide to slip on the sheer gown that you wore on your wedding night. Waiting for your husband now to join you, thinking of what he has in store for you.

When Zhongli does join you, you notice the immediate difference in his demeanor and dress. His arms and legs with black and gold decorating them. He looks at you like you are prey for him, and you are underneath that stare he holds for you. You instinctively close your legs out of anticipation, grinding your thighs together when he opens the white robe, he has held onto from his archon days.

Your eyes travel down the toned form taking in the details of the veins on his body, how everything seems to light at his core. When he lowers the front of the robe for you to see his penis is when you bite your lip. One of his hands is wrapped at the base to show the thickness, more than what you knew you’ve felt before with the egg toys he sometimes puts into you, or subtly increases his size with his power. He was big normally, here he looks like he is half dragon.

The shaft itself had uniqueness with bumps and ridges you don’t see on a normal man, he modified himself specifically to your wants with a thick knot just above the base. You can’t wait to feel him; that you whine for him, getting him to raise his stare towards you.

“I take... you like what you see my dearest?” Zhongli kneels at the edge of the bed, his hands gliding up underneath the silk fabric he has peeled from you before. Like he is unwrapping a special gift starting at your neck. You intake a larger breath as cool air touches your skin while the backs of his gold hands start coursing down your breasts and skin.

“I do like it, and my archon is a generous man.” You see the curve of his lips upward into a smile at your words. He takes your left hand and places a kiss over the cor lapis band that decorates your finger, then presses your hand to his face where he kisses the side of it while watching your face flush from how tender he is knowing he will soon make you do embarrassing sounds and things.

Zhongli presses a full kiss to your lips, and you eagerly return it. Your arms looping around his neck to hold him there when he prods your lips with his tongue seeking entry. You feel his hands glide up your breasts squeezing them and tugging on nipples to elict moans from you. You whimper into the kiss as his left-hand travels down coaxing you to open your thighs to him. His fingers petting along the slit making you push up to his hand to get him to touch deeper.

“I added a bit more just for you.” You wonder what he means, but soon feel him slip down between your legs. A sight only to you with how Zhongli bows his head down between them, kissing his way while his fingers slip along your folds to spread them open to his eyes. You feel your face flush as he fits between your legs, looping your legs over his shoulders.

You feel him tug you by your hips and angles you, so he has better access to your pussy, spreading you entirely for himself. You cover your face in response to him staring at you like this, seeing how soaked you are and still dribbling juices. He dips his head, and you feel Zhongli drag his tongue from the hole to your clit. Your reaction is anticipated with him gripping your thighs tighter to not get kicked as he does it again, holding you in place.

Your hands go into his hair as you whine from your throat at him lapping and slipping his tongue inside of you. Zhongli engulfs your slit with his mouth, slipping his tongue to swirl circles around your clit till your legs shake from sensitivity.

Zhongli keeps your folds spread while he eats you out, his senses overwhelmed with your scent and how good you taste to him. You can’t wriggle from his grasp except the occasional jolt from when he passes his tongue over the nub to suckle on it. He needed you wet for what he wants to do and aching for him.

“Morax!” You shrink down underneath him ignoring the feeling of your belly tightening of a pending orgasm. He fully sucks on the nub till your back arches off the bed and your feet dig into his back to get closer to his mouth. To your dismay he stops and looks up at you with a hungered stare you are familiar with.

“I believe you are ready now. But to be sure...” Zhongli gets up and fits himself between your legs again. He reaches over to collect a bottle of oil he uses with you to keep you from getting dry or getting him stuck. You watch him spread it all over his shaft and pump himself a few times ensuring the oil is well on the ridges he created for you, and the knot for when it will be inside.

“Intimidated?” He catches you staring at his dick, and he grabs one of your hands to touch him, how defined yet soft the ridges are, how they get bigger the closer to the knot they are. The tip is more pointed than the soft blunt edge you normally feel. You wonder how that will feel against your deepest part.

Zhongli gets you onto your hands and knees to properly take you and lay with you in his arms comfortably afterwards. You bite your lip feeling the tip pressed to your pussy, and intake a breath of air when he pushes in. The head easy to slip in, and the first few ridges till he gets to the third one. Thicker than his usual size at first, but you take him well, hearing him hum behind you and press his forehead to your back. The fourth ridge makes you chew your lip and fifth makes you moan out as it is before the knot itself.

“That’s my girl... you feel amazing... the last part won’t be pushed in till later.” He teases you with the feel of it being pushed against the tight ring like he could fuck you with it too. You want him to do so but know it will happen when you are much lost in pleasure. Zhongli begins to pull back and thrust forward letting you feel each ribbed edge, causing you to grip the bedsheets below tight as he pushes back to the knot.

You haven’t felt anything like this, how each ridge itself rubs inside never failing to make you squirm and cry in pleasure for him. Zhongli gets you to lower your head to the bed as he thrusts wilder inside you pulling back only to go back to that spot threatening to push in as deep as his shaft is his patience wins out over his primal desire.

“Morax! Morax!!” He hears you cry into the pillow as he grips your waist to pull into each thrust. Your mind heavy with pleasure till your toes curl and have cum three times just from his dick thrusting in and out. The sensitivity fierce as he grinds himself inside you to hear the squeak you make when the tip nearly bumps your cervix.

“I! Ah! I! AH! Rex Lapis! Morax! Zhongli! I feel! I feel so hot! I AHH!!!” You push your hips back and feel the moment he pushes pass that last barrier embedding the knot inside of you and moaning out himself at feeling how tight you are around it. His eyes clouding over in lust as he begins to thrust wilder into you giving you barely time to adjust to being stretched wide, feeling the tip now digging against your cervix as if finding that one little spot that will spill cum into your womb directly.

You are mindless to what you feel, your body alight with pleasure, your mind only focused on the sensation of the ridges and knot embedded as he grinds against you down to his balls. A kiss on the side of your face, Zhongli collects your legs in his hands and lifts you up to have you pressed against him, with him holding you in place with ease getting you to sink deeper on each thrust up into you.

Zhongli feels you cum again in a squirt, you are unbearably tight again as he keeps thrusting till, he is sure he is against the spot he wants. You feel the swell of the knot bigger, continuous unrelenting thrusts. You hear him groan into your ear as he pushes your hips down into each thrust till, he buries deep and holds you there after your seventh orgasm and cums hard into you. Your belly feels full, and your hands even go over where you feel him spurting it in, a deep blush on your face from the throbbing you feel.

You and him stay there for a moment like that, Zhongli still painfully hard and you notice this even after one round of him spilling into you.  

“Four more...” You hear from him, and he pushes your head down to the bed as he mounts you again a lot rougher than the last romp, pulling you into each thrust he makes. Feeling him draw all the way back till the tip of his cock is at the opening then thrusts back in pass the knot just to hear you scream his name in pure pleasure.

He keeps this pace till you have come three times from that pace and him twice. The knot working to prevent anything leaking out except when he pulls back. You have bites all over your neck and shoulders from where he digs his teeth in after he feels particularly good.  

“You’re taking me so well, I am proud of you, my love. I wish you can see how good you take this cock. The sight of you gripping the sheets, how our cum drips onto the surface. How you are mine, only mine.” You feel fingers slip underneath to rub your clit making you shudder in pure pleasure and add to the mess you two are making.

Zhongli manages to get you onto your back for the third romp, needing to see what face you make as he is so deep within you. How you plead with him with your eyes for more. Your lip trembling as he kisses you tenderly admits the rough treatment. Or how you stare back into his gold eyes with a knowing reverence when he spills his seed inside again, nestled against that one spot.

The last romp between you two, he has you on your side, letting you bite into his hand as he is relentless again. His pace set to where he thrusts with the whole of his cock from tip to balls making you scream and cry into his arm from how intense you feel. Zhongli keeps your leg up while he thrusts into you, growls are made into your ear, and you lost count of how many orgasms he made you have on this round.

The swell you feel is more than the first one, and with him playing with your clit to further you into your next orgasm tells you this is your last one when you squirm your hips close to his fingers. He tugs and rolls the nub in his fingers as you pant till you cum in a full squirt, coating his fingers and dick in your juices while he buries deep till you feel his tip push pass the cervix enough after prodding it enough and you feel more cum spilled directly inside.

You pant and cry from how intense the orgasm is, Zhongli kissing your face and pampering you in affection. His hands rubbing your shoulders and arms to calm you down. You are cuddled into his arms and face nuzzled with kisses on your cheek in apology for being rough. You scoot closer to his arms, feeling them wrap around you as you feel comfortable and protected in those black and gold arms.

“How long till it goes down?” You shyly ask your husband when he kisses each of your fingers. The twitch inside of you said something else as you attentively squeeze him to feel how hard he is still.

“If you do that again, I will have to take you longer. The knot will be there for at least ten or fifteen minutes. Enough time to decide if we’re too tired to keep going, or... see if I can rouse you for another.” He kisses along your neck and nibbles your cheek. You gasp light when he rolls his hips against yours, your belly full of his cum and the knot starting to reduce depending on what you both do. You bite your lip part of you wants to keep going, see how much you can milk him of.  

Your body protests however with going limp in his arms after one kiss to your nose. Zhongli chuckles at your response collecting you into his arms and tugging the cloak he wore over you both till he can withdraw from your body.

“Rest for now, and I’ll take care of you. We can continue after you rest.” You nod as your limbs shake from the overstimulation you endured. He warms your hands between his palms, looking at your wedding band with reverence.

“Thank you, my Archon.” A purring growl is emitted in your ear, and you shrink down against his waist grinding against him.

“Anything for you my dear sweet beloved. I will take you again, in front of a mirror so you can see what I saw.” You feel your face flush again and gold eyes regard you with mischief.

“You thought we were done? We only began this mating cycle tonight. And I can go for hours. You’ll work on your endurance.” He kisses your shoulder and traces your back with his fingers making you shiver in response.

“Yes... you will enjoy this night.”  

[one-hundred-lights-to-goodnight]

Pt.2

You don't really talk to Saiki except to make your fantasies come true. Like a dedicated lapdog, he makes all of them come true for you. When you want something from him, you just tell him about it in your head, and he makes it happen right away. You're the first person who is neither a nuisance to him, nor unjustly reliant on his powers. And whatever you want benefits him too. 

So far he's stopped your period for you, helped you feel pregnant for a kink of yours (minus the baby), plugged you full of things you've wanted in your holes for ages, eaten you out in class without others noticing, shapeshifted into a teacher for you and taken you, and lots more. The mental thrill of it, and the physical pleasure he gets from it are so great that he's stopped craving to read obscure books or watch shows unspoiled or taste coffee jelly. He wants to service you in any ingenious way you'd like, and your cum tastes better than any food he could ask for.

You've told classmates you're out on a date again this weekend. They can't fathom what the two of you are up to and passively leave you unbothered now, envisioning a vanilla relationship. Neither of your parents care. Your task for him this weekend is for you to cockwarm him as he slowly increases the size of his dick. By the end of the day you want his cock to be as thick as your waist. He's worried about hurting you but you tell him to worry about getting the both of you some privacy first instead.

He stops time again and takes you to bed. The two of you spoon as he enters your pussy. You begin to lazily rub your cunt and come a couple of times across two hours. As his cock grows in you, he suckles on your neck and earlobes. At some point he's pushed a thin but powerful vibrator up your ass that relaxes your pussy further. Your brain is all fuzzy and your neck is tingling - Saiki's been biting aphrodisiacs into you. 

He cums heavily and pulls his massive cock out and you begin whimpering, groaning, and crying, arching your back for more. It turns him on impossibly and makes him somehow harder, and he forces his way back into your cum flooded pussy. The cum cushions his cock and squelches around it. It hurts, and it hurts so good. You're gaping so wide you could easily take three cocks and a knot in already, but of course neither of you are done. Even as you're twitching, you ask him if there's anything he'd like for you to do for him. He shakes his head and tells you everything is perfect just as it is. His cock continues to grow inside of you in both length and girth, and you keep feeling better and better from the vibrator, from his teeth on your neck, the aphrodisiacs in your system, your fingers on your clit, and his massive cock inside you. You fall asleep on his arm, and he lets you.

When you wake up, he's sitting up with you stuck on him, in front of a floor length mirror. You can't believe how thick the pulsating dick inside you is. Saiki is much larger in size too, in proportion with the size of his cock. You can feel hard veins tugging impossibly against your womb and the front of your cunt. You're so sore it itches pleasurably. The angry tip of his penis has forced it's way past your cervix and lodged itself in your womb already. Saiki relaxes you and passes vibrations through the skin of your stomach so that it doesn't hurt, and it feels so good for the both of you that he's bucking up and you're squirming as he cums again and floods your insides. You see the impossible dent against your tummy in the mirror ahead and you're thanking your lucky stars again you found him. 

When he finally pulls out he pushes you face down ass up on his bed, pillows under your tummy, and starts drinking the cum leaking out from your gaping hole. His and your juices combined taste so good that he spurts onto the bed nonstop. He laps against your cunt and clit and keeps you pinned so that you can't escape. When he's done, you stay lying in that same spot, dazed, for a really long time. He wants to fuck your exposed ass and pussy with his regular body again, but he can see you're at your limit. You can't even speak. You silently tell him to teleport you back to your room, and your wish is his command. 

He cleans you up gently, dresses you and makes you decent while you lie there like a doll, then sends you back to your room and has you tucked in for bed. When he starts time again, there's Sunday too, but he'd better let you rest if you were to be able to use your pussy again. 

Pt.1 | Pt.3 | Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6 | Pt.7 | Pt.8

[mypookiebeardavyjones]

The "taking requests" was from like a year ago but I'll take anything NSFW for Davy jones 👀 it's so hard to find fics for him!

(A/N) I thousand percent agree! He only has three things in / reader on A03! Minors DNI! And under the cut we go!

DAVY JONES NSFW HCS

Right off the bat, the idea of sex for him is foreign. Not as a man, but as a monster.

He is by no means a virgin, laid with many in his life albeit when his curse arose and this octopus form took hold of his body… Not much people were attracted per say.

Even learning how to pleasure himself again was a pain. His claw arm useless, whilst his other a tendril on his pointer finger.

His penis probably took form as a mixture of tentacle and simply regular… Penis. It was long, with a less noticeable tip compared to a human’s and his girth gradually increased in size.

He also has, some control of it. No where near the amount he has in his tendril beard, but he can still make it squirm.

Which, speaking of-

Intating this type of interaction with Jones requires a stronger bond, a romantic one at that perhaps and if not, a lot of booze. But pray tell you’d best be lucky, because the captain would never allow himself to be a vulnerable drunk in front of his crew.

But if you did find your way into his severed heart, his sexual attraction to you would be something he’d try to hide away.

Yet until you would make the first move during a few kisses, that turned into something more.

With hesitance from him, possibly some from you, you daringly pushed forward (with consent) and some reassuring encouragement.

His body did not have a six pack, not in the conditions of this ship no. His body was more akin to dad bod, less muscle gun show and more body.

His grip on you with his tentacled hand would have its longer tentacle finger swirling around your waist, with the human digits clawing into your skin.

The tendrils all over your upper body, caressing your chest. Slimy coats of it remaining too. Granted, every touch of him was.

…

He gives really good head.

Mind boggling, toe-curling levels of head. He’s very good at what he does, his kisses on your thighs and the feeling of his slimy tendrils wrapping around and teasing you endlessly,

As his tongue hungrily devours you with a few tendrils edging your weak spots… God, he would make you see stars with that mouth.

He knows exactly where to lick, where to please, and he will gently hold you down with his crab claw as he fingers you with his regular fingers before fucking you raw with the tentacle on his pointer.

He likes to see you eyes roll back as it’s inserted each time, he doesn’t have to do much to make you cum with it. As he watches you try to ride it, he has it squirm, before pumping deeper and deeper till it reaches the g-spot.

He is a HUGE tease

Nothing he knows you can’t handle but, but he likes taunting and teasing you so badly.

At the end of it all, he’ll give praise.

He’s more dominant, but he’ll allow you to ride him. He likes seeing you do so from his angle.

He prefers positions from behind, makes him feel in control. He likes hearing the vulgar sounds of him pounding him you raw and deep.

His favorite position, is the downward doggy.

Him inside you is an ethereal experience, he can have his cock brush against the pleasure walls in you. While also touching the g-spot, pleasurable the max.

(a/n: There’s probably more but that’s all I can think of for now! Thank you all :)!)

[redmyeyes]

That's their closing message.

Are you going to vote for a woman whose laugh they don't like? Or are you going to vote for a guy

who fomented a violent coup attempt after a months long campaign to overturn the 2020 election

undercut the nation's response to a deadly pandemic that spiraled out of control because he tried to cover it up,

lied about its severity,

promoted sham treatments for it,

said we could cure it by injecting disinfectant and shining powerful lights inside the body

and became the first president since Herbert Hoover to oversee a net job loss.

Couldn't figure out how to close an umbrella,

cosplayed as a sanitation worker, even though he almost fell while getting into the truck

and pretended to work at McDonald's, even though he couldn't remember what the fryer was called.

Laughed about firing striking workers with the richest man alive,

bragged about refusing to pay overtime

and said I don't want a poor person running the economy.

Oversaw an increase in corporate profits while manufacturing jobs declined,

presided over an unprecedented spike in crime

while home prices rose by 30%,

the national debt rose by $8 trillion

and the number of Americans without health insurance rose by 3 million.

Tried to rip healthcare away from over 20 million Americans,

but reassured everyone by saying he had concepts of a plan,

told a story about the size of a dead golfer's penis,

regaled Boy Scouts with stories of sexy yacht parties,

humped the American flag not once but multiple times,

told women he would protect them whether they liked it or not,

and would put a man who was investigated for cutting the head off a whale with a chainsaw in charge of vaccines and women's health,

insulted service members,

feuded with Gold Star families

and violated federal law by staging a campaign event at a hallowed military cemetery.

Doctored a weather map with a Sharpie to lie about the path of a hurricane,

threw paper towels at hurricane victims,

hosted a speaker at a rally who called Puerto Rico a floating island of garbage,

claimed windmills cause cancer and kill whales,

said you have to flush toilets 15 times.

Called Hannibal Lecter a lovely man,

his National Security Adviser called him a dope,

his Secretary of State called him a moron,

his Chief of Staff called him an idiot and a fascist who said nice things about Hitler and Hitler's generals.

He suggested shooting protesters in the legs to his Secretary of Defense.

He reportedly suggested executing rivals and staffers for leaking information.

The former chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff called him a fascist to the core.

He took millions from foreign officials,

including a possible $10 million bribe from Egypt.

His lawyers gave a press conference at a landscaping company.

He lost the popular vote twice,

got impeached twice,

got indicted four times

and was found guilty of 34 felony counts for falsifying business records to pay hush money to a porn star.

He asked a crowd whether they'd rather be electrocuted or eaten by a shark,

he possibly farted and definitely fell asleep in court.

Bragged about overturning Roe v. Wade,

called himself the father of IVF while admitting he didn't know what IVF was,

called the CEO of Apple Tim Apple,

misspelled his wife's name

and his own name,

said Nikki Haley was the Speaker of the House on January 6th.

Claimed the price of bacon goes up because the wind doesn't blow.

Got on Air Force One with toilet paper stuck to his shoe,

became the first president in history to stare directly at an eclipse,

melted down in a presidential debate

where he claimed migrants were eating dogs,

spread lies about the federal government's response to a hurricane that caused FEMA workers to relocate due to threats.

Dances like he's punching a ghost,

held a hate-filled rally at Madison Square Garden,

stole classified documents,

obstructed attempts to get them back,

called climate change a hoax,

proposed tariffs that economists say would increase prices and crater the economy,

halted an equal pay rule for women,

curtailed access to birth control,

picked a running mate who mocked childless cat ladies

and creeped out everyone when he tried to order donuts

and was accused of having sex with a couch,

which he did not do even though he might have.

But he didn't,

but maybe he did.

But he definitely did not. [shrugs]

Said Kamala Harris happened to turn Black,

claimed his crowd on January 6th was bigger than Martin Luther King's I Have a Dream speech,

was banned from doing business in the state of New York for three years,

just recently posed for the single worst photo of any human being that has ever been taken on the face of the fucking planet.

So, you know, it's a toss up.

[shadows-writing-lounge]

Any possible way I could get Ganondorf sucking his partner's manhood & swallowing, then getting it from behind?

I tried to get this to a thousand words and was so close. I hope this is acceptable but if you wanted a more submissive Ganon I'll try again.

Content: BJ(receiving), doggy(giving). Use of the word cum, small top and big bottom? Implied power bottom/switch Ganondorf. Nonspecific/mixed interation of Ganondorf. I use Ganon and Ganondorf interchangeably here. Use lube my dudes. Overstimulation.

Reader Info:second person You/your pronouns,Dominant Reader, has a penis, masculine terms. Ambiguous race(hylian,gerudo, etcetera). Dick size not mentioned. Mentioned to curse but doesn't have dialogue.

3rd Person(He/Him) Will link when finished.

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It didn't take much convincing to have the Gerudo King kneeling between your thighs. You don't quite recall the words nor how you said them but they must of been persuasive for him to be this eager. Despite his large strong hands on your hip and thigh, and the fact you know he could easily flip the roles, you felt irreparably in control. One hand gripping the sheets beneath you, the other slipping its fingers into his vermilion hair. You then tug, pulling his head forward. Ganondorf is stubborn, patient and enjoying your displeasure at being teased. He relents to only tease your tip one last time. Circling his tongue around the crown, licking across the slit before sucking. You sigh relieved as he closes his lips around your cockhead. Now he doesn't mind you guiding his head it's just something to tease you with later. His amber eyes never looking away from your face as he takes your cock to the root and pulls back to the tip.

Fair enough to you, as your eyes don't move his form. It was in the rare moments Ganondorf wasn't guarded, his hair wasn't up nor was he suited in his armor. Instead clothed in loose fabrics that accentuates his body showing each flex of muscle underneath. A plus is that you know just how easy it is to just slip those off. An ease akin a tissue paper wrapped present.

Your breathes and soft sounds as well the lewd wet noises of a mouth working your cock are the only sign to any passing underling to what's happening. Feeling your thighs tense under his hands he increases his efforts at the sensitive parts of your manhood. Ganon smirks as you curse, your cock giving a telltale throb. You buck, rut and roll your hips into Ganon's awaiting mouth. A few thrusts in and your cock spasms once dry, second pumping your cum as far as your length reached.

Ganondorf waits for to finish painting his throat before he pulls back letting fall from his lips as he stands up. Catching your breath you watch through half lidded eyes as he slowly slipped his robe off letting you trail your eyes over any newly exposed flesh. The fabric falls to the floor revealing him in his entirety. His chiseled physique, strong broad shoulders, down his torso the thick happy trail leading your eyes to his own manhood. You know he's aroused but the pure weight and size makes him hang. Ganondorf's voice pulls your attention back to his face.

"Surely you have more to offer then that," his deep baritone might be enough to get you going again by itself. He doesn't wait for your answer for he already knows it. You get off the bed quickly, amusing Ganon by your eagerness. You move into position gently brushing his hair off of his back seeing the scars lined across the skin. They were a few shades darker than the rest of his skin. You press a kiss against a prominent scar causing Ganondorf to tense beneath you before relaxing. He's still unused to tender touches like this. You press your fingers against his ass slowly pressing in at first. Your free hand moves to stroke yourself the rest of the way erect. You don't take you time not this session at least, maybe once he's more comfortable with soft touches you'll go slow. Possibly make love, but now it's not what your king wants from you. You have to judge of it's enough. Removing your fingers and lining your cockhead to his entrance only his own saliva lubricating your cock. You push forward as far as you can your body pressing against his firm buttocks. Your hands against his waist as you lean your weight onto him so you have some leverage to move your hips against his.

You leisurely speed up your thrusts with each smack of your hips. You push against Ganon's back he complies and arches his back for you. Your hands now on his hips as he holds up his torso with fold arms. Now able to push deeper from the vantage point you made you rut against his ass trying to find the best angle. You settle for now and focus on fucking into the large man. It felt great with him under you. This close you could really take in the angles and curves of his body. Makes you feel strong with such a powerful king under you.

Your hands on his hips guide them in movement with your trusts allowing you to hit harder inside. Ganondorf occasionally looks over his shoulder at you noticing either how focused or blissed out you are. He's clearly amused by how hard you're trying to be rough with him. Din deemed him the most powerful for a reason after all.

Thrusts grow slightly sloppy as you near your second climax. You feel the build up, tingles running up your spine originating from your cock brushing against Ganon's insides. Your grip on his hips tightens. Ganondorf doesn't need the warning he knows the signs.

"Go on, give me it all. It's want you want isn't it?" You're unsure if Ganondorf's tone is mocking or genuinely encouraging but you're too close to really care.

Ganondorf feels you tense against him before you cum. Not quite as much as the first time. The king seems to drain you like that. You try to continue moving as you climax until it's too much. Pulling your sensitive cock from him staining the sheets with the last remnants of your second orgasm.

You ground yourself post orgasmic bliss as Ganondorf moves guiding you down onto the bed where he laid.

"You can go again, dear? For your king," Ganondorf says it in more of a command than a request. You know you can simply decline but who are you to deny the Dark Lord his due?

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

hi sex witch sry if this ask is way out of ur purview! but I read an article abt penile extension the other day n I wondered if there’s like,,, an actual method that works? or if it’s all just people profiting off insecurities. like in my mind if we can do phalloplasties surely we can add a little extra length to someone??

hi anon,

yes, there are surgical procedures that can increase the size of the penis. you can read more about the different procedures here.