#just hold tight while i get myself under control

[valentinos-corner]

Can't really think of a good title

So... I feel kinda bad to post this, but I need to get this out. I am, and always have been, female. And it honestly feels kind of wrong by now. I don't look particularly feminine- small chest, short hair, deep voice, and a lot of people mistake me for a boy, and I've been feeling really dysphoric lately and I'm coming to terms with the fact that genderfluidity feels more right than just cis female. I'll make a new 'sona soon, it won't be female, I don't know if it'll be a honey badger, I just need to, for lack of a better term, fix myself. I'll be using she/they/he for now. This may change later, as these feelings are very new and as I grow into my body more I may feel more feminine and be fine presenting that way, but it doesn't feel right for now.

Thanks for listening to me. I don't know if anyone's going to see this, I just need to get this off my chest.

[worldlxvlys]

Can we get a Matt using a vibrator on the reader infront of his brothers and he edges her but she finishes so he takes her homes and punishes her fic plsss.

vibe

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: smuttttt, use of vibrator in public, edging, orgasm denial, p in v, creampie, overstimulation, fingering, spanking, choking, degradation

a/n: hope u like <33

i looked at myself in the mirror, smoothing out the end of my dress.

i tilted my head to the side as matt wrapped his hands around my waist, burying his nose into my neck.

“you look so good, baby” he mumbled into my skin.

“you think so?” i asked, my eyes fluttering closed as he left kisses against my skin.

“matt, we’re gonna be late to dinner” i breathed out, but tilted my head farther to give him more access.

he chuckled at this, “seeing as how i’m everyone’s ride, they can wait” he spoke as his hands crept under my dress.

he moved my underwear to the side and inserted a finger into my entrance without warning.

“fuck, matt” i moaned out.

he used his free hand to cover my mouth while his other inserted another finger into me.

“stay quiet, baby” he whispered as he continued to fuck his fingers into me.

suddenly, his fingers were removed from me just as quickly as they had been inserted.

i whined into his hand as he reached into his pocket for something.

“just needed to stretch you out, my love” he said as his fingers were replaced with a cold object.

“oh my god” i moaned as my tight hole was stretched out.

“matt what- FUCK!” i cut myself off with a moan of suprise when i felt a strong vibration in my core.

i gripped his arm as matt brought his phone into view.

“ i have full control baby” he said.

it’s a vibrator that he can control on his phone.

fuck.

suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door, followed by nick’s voice.

“can you guys hurry up? we’re hungry!”

deciding to tease me, matt suddenly switched the vibrator to the highest setting possible.

my body lurched forward as i brought my hand to my mouth, biting it.

i tried my hardest to suppress my moans as my entire body shook.

this shit is powerful.

“sorry, what was that nick?” matt yelled back, purposely stalling so nick would stay by the door longer.

matt smirked at me, watching me struggle to contain myself.

“just give us a few” i screamed out, willing nick to walk away.

“ok, chop chop!” he yelled back, before his footsteps retreated.

“well this is gonna be fun” matt spoke smugly, before turning the vibrator off.

“hurry up, baby. we’ve made them wait long enough” he raised his eyebrows tauntingly.

this sick fuck.

i just narrowed my eyes at him as i attempted to collect myself.

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we were now sat at a booth in a local restaurant, matt and i seated next to each other and across from nick and chris.

matt hadn’t touched the controller for the vibrator since we left his room, and i honestly had forgotten about it completely.

we all looked over our menus, deciding what we wanted before the waitress came over.

as soon as it was my turn to order, i felt the low vibration inside of me.

i shakily inhaled, attempting to keep it together.

as soon as i opened my mouth to speak, however, the vibration intensified.

“can i” i cleared my throat, “ i-i have an iced tea?”

the waitress looked at me oddly, but nodded, nonetheless.

after i struggled through the rest of my order, the waitress collected the menus and walked away.

chris immediately spoke up, “you ok? you seem…off”

“yeah!” i blurted out, rather loudly.

his eyes widened at my sudden outburst, but he decided not to question it, “…ok” he replied.

i swallowed harshly as matt placed his hand on my thigh, making my dress ride up slightly.

i glared up at him as he looked at me with an evil glint in his eye.

he leaned closer to my ear and whispered, “ i promise if you cum, you’ll regret it. be a good girl and hold it. nod if you understand.”

i nodded lightly, and he immediately turned it up to full power.

i immediately gripped onto the edge of the table as my hips jerked forward under the table.

thankfully, chris and nick were too wrapped up in their own conversation to notice my reaction.

my underwear was drenched in my arousal and i bit my lip to stop myself from screaming out.

waves of pleasure shot throughout my entire body and i closed my eyes to hide the fact that they were rolling into the back of my head.

matt’s hand found its way under my dress and his fingers rubbed my clit through my panties.

“seems like you’re close, ma. you better not cum” he whispered as my body began to shake.

i quickly tapped my leg against the ground, making it look like i was shaking due to my leg bouncing up and down, rather than my boyfriend fucking me with a vibrator under the table.

“matt” i moaned under my breath, only loud enough for him to hear.

i was on the brink of an orgasm, when matt turned the vibrator off.

“fuck” i shakily sighed out.

“you ok?” nick asked, catching my sigh of disappointment.

“yeah, my head is just killing me” i answered, before turning to matt.

he looked at me innocently, as though he hadn’t just ruined my orgasm.

“you probably just need some food is all” he smiled before leaving a kiss to my forehead.

the majority of the dinner went like this, up until the food arrived.

matt teased me relentlessly, building up my pleasure and taking it away just before i got the chance to release.

each time, he waited longer and longer to halt the vibrations, trying to see how long i could hold out before breaking.

by this point, i didn’t care about anything other than finishing, i had completely lost my appetite for food. i was hungry for something else entirely.

once our food was placed in front of us, matt turned the vibrator onto the highest setting.

i placed my hand on his thigh, squeezing with all of my might.

tears pricked at the corner of my eyes as the toy pulsated against my sensitive walls, but i quickly blinked them away as i reached for my fork.

what i failed to realize, however, was that i wouldn’t be able to keep my fork steady due to the amount of shaking i was doing.

this caught the attention of both nick and chris.

“hey, are you sure you’re ok? you’re literally shaking” nick spoke up.

“o-oh, yeah. i think i’m just kinda anxious y-you know? lots of people in here” i spoke as a shiver ran down my spine at the intense amount of pleasure i was receiving, “plus, i’m just really hungry” i finished as i shoveled food into my mouth.

matt quickly threw his arm around me, rubbing my arm gently, “hey, it’s ok baby. i’m right here” he pretended to coax me, knowing damn well what the real problem was.

his hand moved to my back, before creeping its way down to my ass.

he gave it a squeeze, and i hid my face into his neck.

“don’t fucking do it” he whispered, knowing i was close.

“matt, i c-can’t hold it” i whispered into his ear.

“you can and you will” he whispered back.

my mouth hung open and my eyes rolled back as i dug my nails into his arm.

i tried not to give any indications of my incoming orgasm, but he knew my body too well to be fooled.

i gently bit the skin of his neck as i felt my juices leak out of me and into my panties.

my body continued to shake lightly against him as the powerful vibrations shot through my oversensitive pussy.

“did you just cum?” he asked in a chillingly low voice.

i lowly whimpered against his neck, not being able to form words as the effects of my orgasm still took over my body.

he gently pulled away from me and turned the vibrator off, and went back to eating his food.

for the rest of the dinner, he didn’t say a word to me, unless it had something to do with the conversation he held with his brothers.

when we got back home, we bid his brothers good night and he took me to his room without a single word.

once we got to his room, he closed and locked the door behind us.

“matt?” i asked as he pulled his shirt off.

“take off your clothes, right now” he spoke firmly, as he did the same to himself.

i quickly followed suit, until i was bare in front of him.

“what the fuck did i tell you in that restaurant?” he spoke as he turned me around, making me face away from him.

he ran his hand along my ass before giving it a firm slap.

i moaned out in surprise, “not to cum!” i spoke in response.

“oh, so you did hear me? you just didn’t feel like listening, huh?”

another slap.

“answer me.” he spoke before slapping me again.

“i’m sorry, i just couldn’t hold it” i whispered out.

he smacked my ass again, “speak up”

“i couldn’t hold it! i’m sorry, matt!” i yelled. at this point, i didn’t really care if his brothers heard me.

“hmm, you just wanna cum so badly, huh? ok. you wanna act like a cumslut? i’ll make you one”

i moaned at the thought of that.

“yeah? you like that? of course you do. my dirty girl” he pushed me onto the bed, making me land on my stomach.

“you gonna make me cum yourself or did you need the vibrator again?” i asked, testing his limits.

i shouldn’t have done that.

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bang, bang, bang.

his headboard repeatedly slammed against his wall, his thrusts were sharp and hard.

my mouth hung open, spit dribbling out as he pounded into me from behind.

i lost count of the amount of times he had made me cum on his dick.

“you’re awfully quiet, ma. what’s wrong? did i fuck you speechless?” he asked as he slapped my ass.

he pulled out for a second, before turning me onto my back.

without missing a beat, he entered me again, making my back arch off of the bed.

“wanna see the face you make when i fuck every thought out of your brain”

my eyes were crossed at this point, makeup smudged, and my mouth stuck in an o-shape.

“look at you, you’re fucking ruined”

he slapped my tits, making my face scrunch up in pleasure.

his tatted arm reached up, and his hand wrapped around my throat.

“can a vibrator make you feel like this?” he growled out.

“no! no, only you matt!”

“you sure? cause if you want, i can stop. we’ll let your vibrator finish the job” he taunted.

“mmmmmm, no! i mean yes, i’m sure! i’m sure matt, oh my god” i babbled, as i dug my nails into his back.

“matt, i’m so close”

“yeah? me too, baby. c’mon, want you to cream all over my cock” he groaned.

i looked between us where our bodies met, the sight of his pleasure from the previous rounds being pushed into me sending me over the edge.

“fuck, fuck, fuck!” i screamed at the top of my lungs as i released on his dick, matt following right behind me.

he rode out our highs for a few seconds longer and pulled out of me.

my body laid limp as i attempted to regain my breathing.

“you ok?” matt asked me, placing a kiss on my forehead.

“fuck yes. are you ?” i asked in response.

“yeah” he breathed out with a smile on his face.

“let’s get you cleaned up” he said as he grabbed a clean washcloth from his bathroom.

while he cleaned us up, he whispered soft praises into my ear, reassuring me how good i was for him.

when he finished, he threw the dirty cloth into his hamper.

he gave me a shirt to wear and pulled on his boxers and a pair of sweats.

“i’ll be back, just gonna go grab some waters for us” he spoke gently, leaving a kiss on my cheek before exiting his room.

i checked my phone, seeing several missed messages.

nick <33

get that dick sisss

wait that’s literally my brother wtf

you two sick fucks are actually disgusting

chris <33

i hate you both

you’re so fucking loud

and the shaking at the dinner table ? you are some freaky fuckers

🌸🌸🌸🌸

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[ashomodeus]

I have officially pushed myself into an overthinking fit about how none of my ideas are good enough. What the hell. Also, I am still working long days, and I caught something that made me feel like crap all week. What the freak. Here’s some basic crap ;-; while I recover and hopefully work eases up.

Kinky things the brothers do or just want to do

Let me know if you want a pt2 with the others.

These are my personal takes. Take em or leave em. (Jk ily pls don’t leave)

Thank you, Beyonce.

Cw: Gn!Mc, bad grammar, kinks

Part 2 ft. The Dateables, Raphael, Mephisto, and Thirteen

Lucifer

♡ Exibitionism

~ Pounding into Mc while an audience watches. Mc trying to hide their face but Lucifer holding their arms back.

~ Probably makes a lot of sex tapes with Mc. If a demon looks at Mc for even a second too long Lucifer might set that demon aside and play one of those videos. “You would never be able to make them feel like this. Pathetic for even thinking that.”

~ There isn’t a place Lucifer wouldn’t fuck Mc. If Mc is more of a shy person, he would find other ways to make sure people knew how well he treats Mc. Hickies. Marking. Vibrating toys.

~ After Mc and him hooked up the first time. It’s an addiction. He’s the type of demon to show not tell. Actions are louder than words… but not as loud as Mc. He needs them to be vocal.

Mammon

♡ Edging / Overstimulation.

~It’s both parties not just him. He’s the avatar of greed he wants everything he wants the moment to last.

~At first, he was insecure with how quickly he came but he realized it could have its benefits. The way he NEEDS more. The adrenaline. The strokes that have him close to just spilling.

~When it was Mc’s turn, he loved how red their faced turned. How desperate they are. How their hips tried to rock to be able to cum. How Mammon holds their hips down to make sure he was in full control. He was infatuated with how badly Mc wanted him.

~There’s the other side to things where overstimulation comes into play. Where he wants to make sure they are both dry. Where their bodies shake with how intense they feel.

~Mammon feels so accomplished if Mc turns into this empty-headed mess so close to finishing for a second, third, fourth, fifth, ect…

Levi

♡ Cucking

~ Now hear him out. He would love to watch Mc get pleased by other people. To see them get railed by others. It’s mental torture for him. As his pants get tight watch Mc get filled, he wishes he was the one making Mc feel that good.

~ Oh wait he can. It’s more of a warm up for Mc. When he watches someone else, please Mc he takes notes. Once the two are alone he does everything that was done but better.

~ This let’s Mc knows they could be with anyone but the only one they would truly be thinking about is him.

~ He will always make Mc tell him about how much better he is even if all Mc can do is moan. Cucking makes his insecurities vanish. No one can be good as him. He will always be there to finish the job.

Asmo

♡ Experimentalism

~ This demon has done everything under the sun but not with Mc. He wants to experience everything with Mc.

~ Everyday there’s something new.

~ Asmo would love to combine new and old things. He just loves the beauty of “If this one doesn’t work these two definitely will.

~He loves to pull Mc aside and tell them what they are doing tonight. What to bring, what to wear, what they should and shouldn’t do.

~ He loves making Mc explain their fantasy just so he can surprise them with the exact situation the same night.

Satan

♡ Bondage

~ He would love to tie Mc up and just have his way with them.

~ He always have something for Mc to be bound by. His favorite is actually a ball gag. The drool that come out of Mc’s mouth as they moan through the gag.

~ Satan always looks at new ways to restraint Mc. He doesn’t like bondage for the torture aspects. He enjoys being able to please Mc as many times as he likes. He likes being able to focus on parts of Mc intently.

~ He wants Mc as his personal fuck toy.

Beel

♡ Food play- SIKE Cunnilingus(I mean ofc)- SIKE Play fighting

~ He loves to play fight with Mc. He goes easy on them but he loves the sweat that builds up. The breathlessness that it causes.

~ Beel loves to pin Mc’s arms over their head. He admires all of their body so he can devour it once he wins. He loves all the positions he can put Mc before they even take their clothes off.

~ He loves how close he is to them. The first time he play fought with Mc. He had to hide his massive erection due to Mc moaning while fighting.

~ Sometimes he “accidentally” lifts up clothing of Mc or even his own. The more contact the better.

Belphie

♡ Starfish

~ On days Belphie feels extremely tired he would love for Mc to get on top of him and fuck him.

~ He just lays there in bed as Mc uses him. He loves to feel them bounce on his hard cock. The only active thing about him is the blood rushing towards his cock.

~ It’s surprising but he would reciprocate the exact same thing if Mc were in his position. Having someone else in control while he relaxes just feels amazing.

~ He would love to surprise Mc after a long day of classes. Them just lying down and Belphie making sure they are taken care of. Making sure they don’t move a muscle. Only the muscles that will help them cum.

[obx-archives]

caught - jj maybank

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warning: +18. NSFW CONTENT. MINORS DNI. sex. language. public sex. oral sex

word count: 1.4k

author’s notes: hi!! look who remembered the password to this blog!!! it's been a chaotic but gooooood couple of months, kinda fell out of my obx phase but I'm back and I miss writing sm!!! so to all my horny babes here's a unpublished piece (that was unfinished since october) hope yall enjoy!

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every time you and JJ were caught.

occupied —

my back is pressed against the wall, JJ holds me tightly, his lips are pecking and biting the side of my neck as he buries himself inside of me. JJ’s hands cover my mouth as his thrust becomes faster.

I didn't even get the chance to get in the shower, my shorts were stuck on my knees, same thing with JJ. I suck him for 5 seconds before he pulls me on my feet and fuck me against the wall.

“y/n did you lock yourself?” Sarah’s voice rasped on the voice

I press my lips together concentrating on giving her an answer, but as JJ keeps pounding into me, I’m pretty sure she can hear my muffled cry.

“I’m gonna come princess, shit,” JJ whispers in my ear

“I…oh gosh, I'm good,” I squeeze out

JJ presses his body closer as he gives me his last thrusts, I look at him and see him control himself not to curse as he fills me with his cum.

“Are you sure?” Sarah insists

“YES,” that was for jj, who cupped my pussy and drew his fingers on my clit.

“for fucks sake, is JJ there with you?” I hear John B. shout at the door

He gives a little chuckle before giving the door a few thumps “Can no one get laid in this house?”

“y’all are disgusting, there's a bedroom, you know?”

“oh my god”

you hear the rest of them say outside, but my mind is far away from this reality and it's focused on JJ giving me an orgasm.

hammock ��

we're both spread out in the hammock. it started with a massage, I swear.

It's a massage… on JJ’s dick.

bringing the blanket outside was an unintentional good idea. I threw on top of our lower bodies as my hand accidentally started stroking JJ's cock.

his body joint under my touch, I gave him the perfect amount of pressure, tugging his wet foreskin and sweeping up the beads of precum at the tip.

JJ gasps as I bring my hands to my mouth, giving it a nice lick and stroking him down again. but faster.

I could feel him getting closer. his eyes shut tight, his arms around me felt tense, and then…pope exited the chateau facing us, laying static on our back. too late, he realized JJ’s expression and the motion of my hands.

“Ew guys, c’mon, we all used this,” he says turning his back to us

I buried my face in JJ's neck laughing.

volume –

shoving her bikini bottom to the side, I grip her hips as y/n settles on top of me, slowly sinking. I could die watching her bounce on my cock.

I palm her tits as she rocks back and forth, using me to hit the spot that makes her whine.

speaking of whining, we're lucky that there's no one home, cause we're definitely not using our indoor voices.

her palms planted on my chest, as she supported herself. her nails buried in my skin as she moans.

“just like that baby, let me see you come,”

The dirty request makes her fasten the pace and bounce in circles. I clenched my ass trying to hold the climax.

“oh fuck, jj.” she cries while her legs shake, that's my signal.

I flip us over and bury myself deeper inside of her. groaning, I gave her rough thrusts, feeling her squeezing me.

“fuck baby, don't stop j,” her sweet moans send a bolt of heat to my balls. I rise on my knees, angling her hips watching her pussy slide back and forth as she grasps at the bedsheets. 

“yes, yes,” y/n gives me one less moan as she milks my shaft. my muscles clench as she climaxes and I come right away, painting.

“oh fuck, y/n,” I grunt as my body relaxes

“ayo, glad y'all are done, 'cause I need to sleep,” we hear John B shouting as he bangs into the wall.

“oh…no,” y/n says, hiding her face with her palms.

“too late to be shy, cupcake,”

beach —

The tent was mostly in darkness, but the moon's glow peeked through. Y/N slipped in so quietly that I barely noticed. She moved around, and I could sense her doing stuff, but I was too tired to pay much attention.

I gave her a little peak and sure thing, her topless self was taking her shorts out, she was looking for something but all I could care about was the fact that she was only in her bikini, in front of me.

Yep, my dick is semi-hard.

“Can I help you, princess?”

“Sorry babe, I thought you were already asleep,” She whispers

“Luckily, I’m not, otherwise who would appreciate this view?” I told her, sitting up and trying to be as silent as her.

“Yeah, as if,”

“You’re so beautiful,”

“Thank you J” she replied still looking around 

“I think what you’re looking for is inside my shorts”

“Huh?” Y/N furrowed her brows as she analyzed my expression, I shot her a malicious smile which made clear my intentions.

“Our friends are literally right there,” She whispered again 

“You could be quiet?”

“Can’t guarantee,”

“But I can. Blow me, since you’re already on your knees,”

Y/N covered her mouth to stop the giggle, when she looked at me again, I could see that her mind was made and that it was in the same place as mine.

She adjusted herself in front of me and pushed me to the floor, slowly dragging my shorts out. She put her hair in a ponytail and held my cock in her hand firmly.

I could come just with the sight of her topless self in front of me. I’m leaking already, making her hand slide easily on my dick, I adjust myself and roughly remember that the sand is not that comfortable to be laid on. Still, Y/N lowered herself and closed her mouth around the tip, slowly sucking, and my hips snapped involuntarily. 

She sucked me deeper into her mouth, almost to the base, I have to use all my force to not let a groan leave my lips when she chokes on me. Y/N keeps her pace slow but firm, I guess to not make any “suspect” sound.

My breath is heavy and my eyes shut, she releases me and I look down as her tongue glides along my hard-length cock.

“Fuckfuckfuck Y/N” I quietly curse

She uses both of her hands to stroke me and give my balls a nice squeeze, I can see her gaze darkening, she’s getting off and seems to be fighting off the urge to not ride me.

I know this look. I give her a signal to come closer.

“What?”

“Let’s fuck”

“No, not here.”

“I have the keys to the Twinkie,” 

“Then what are you waiting for?” She murmurs, cleaning the sides of her mouth, she slid into one of my shirts and I pushed my shorts back, exiting both of us, half-naked.

We successfully sneaked out and the only sound around us was the waves, I grabbed her hand and guided us far from the sand. 

As I open the doors, I look around and lock it behind us.

It all happened too fast, I slipped my tongue in her mouth and she desperately climbed on top of me, my shorts were now stuck to my ankles and Y/N’s bikini bottoms were pushed to the side.

Reaching for it, Y/N aligns my erection into her entrance and sinks in it.

Both of us let out a moan, feeling the pleasure fill our bodies, Y/N fastened her pace, bouncing on top of me, I’m too close for her, any minute I’m out, but since my girl is getting there I hold as much as I can.

“Mmm yes JJ, touch me”

I lifted my shirt out of her body and sucked and licked on her buds, she was bouncing and grinding her clit on me, it’s noticeable that she is getting there. The gasps and the nails digging on my tights confirm that.

With my free hand, I hold her waist and meet her halfway through her movements, each deep thrust sends me closer and closer to the edge. I can’t hold it any longer. Her moans are desperate and her whining is music to my ears.

“Y/n, fuck…”

Our breathing grows as our bodies slap together, and her mouth opens without making any sound, that’s my cue. I burst inside of her as her body shook on top of me. My last pound is weak leaking out of her.”

“Fuck baby, that was insane.”

“Thank God for the Twinkie.”

“More like than God for m-”

“JJ, I’m gonna kill you.” John B's voice echoes outside as he bangs the Twinkie door.

My bad, I guess.

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[loveshotzz]

Soooo, I keep wanting to read a smutty blurb/fic on Steve alternating between soft/gentle and hard/fast on female reader during doggy. I’d write it myself but I get too turned on to finish (the story anyway ayyyooo!)

hi bb! i saw your post and it had set my brain into motion and then when i saw you popped it in my requests I got so excited. needed to write something a lil dirty after all the fluff. i hope you like it! ♥️

wc: 1.1k

warnings: 18+, established relationship, unprotected sex, cream pie, spanking, steve’s a little cocky and we’re a little needy.

Steve’s hands keep a tight grip on the soft curve of your hips, the whites of his knuckles showing under tan skin. He’s mesmerized by the dip of your back when it curves to meet his thrust, the fat of your ass rippling against the tops of his hairy thighs.

“So pretty baby, god - so fuckin’ pretty.”

He leans forward, big hands leaving your hips to press down on the mattress next to yours, somehow pushing in deeper, punching a soft gasp from you while your fingers curl tight in the sheets.

Slick skin against slick skin, the sound of how wet you are is almost obscene as it mixes with each of his grunts that fill the quiet of your bedroom. Every slow drag of his cock against the velvet vice grip of your walls has your eyes rolling in the back of your head. His fat tip hitting that spot just right every time.

He keeps his pace slow, each roll of his hips precise in their mission to make you come undone for the second time tonight. The strand of hair he’s always pushing back drips sweat against his forehead while his lips ghost wet kisses along your shoulder blades.

“That where you want me?” He breathes hot against your ear with another short pump, obsessed with the small whine it gets him.

“uh huh” is all you manage to get out when he does it again.

“So good at takin’ all of me honey, always -fuck” he twitches when your walls squeeze at his praise,”always takin’ it all.”

His thrusts stay deep, slow, pointed and the coil that’s been tightening in your gut for what feels like hours starts to get painful. The need for more makes your hips push back before they circle, your arousal coating the dark patch of hair that frames what you’re begging for. Tightening your walls with purpose to antagonize him, the moan he gives you has your lips twist in a smirk.

“What? Am I not giving you enough?” He whispers when he regains control.

The tip of his nose trails along the shell of your ear, hot breath fanning down your neck before he lifts himself back onto his haunches, his hands grabbing greedy at your sides. squeezing, massaging.

Your legs shake when he stretches you out in a different way, your cheek hitting the mattress while your hips push up to try and take more. It was his favorite getting you like this. desperate.

One of his hand drops between your thighs, the pads of his fingers playing messy with your clit while the other restablishes a bruising hold on your plush curves. A soft chuckle leaving him when you gasp at the new sensation, teetering the edge of overstimulation.

“I asked you a question honey, it’s rude not to answer.” He pulls almost all the way out, making you dangerously close to feeling empty before he snaps his hips burying himself to the hilt. He ignores your cry and the way you almost rip the sheets off the mattress, asking again.

“Am I not giving you enough? You gonna tell me what you want?”

The palm of his hand cracks down against the side of your ass, the jiggle of it making him lick his lips. Your walls flutter, pulling him deeper when he rubs the sore spot, grabbing and squeezing at the soft fat to get a better look at how you drip for him.

“f-faster, please” you manage to squeak when his fingers between your legs start moving in more determined circle eights.

“Such a needy girl” He pulls all the way out this time, replacing his fingers on your clit with his leaking tip. He rubs it against your bundle of nerves, your slick making it slide easily from side to side with pointed pressure. It makes your jaw drop, eyes closing tight as you nod in agreement, your hips starting to rock against him with your orgasm dangerously close like this.

It doesn’t take Steve long to notice, his own release begging to come out with yours but he wants to be buried inside you first.

“Not yet.” He tutts, taking the attention from your clit with him, lining back up at your entrance. “Need you to do it on my dick baby, I wanna feel it.”

He doesn’t wait for your response, not that there was one when he stretches you back out again. It stings in a way that has your eyes watering when he’s half way in, your toes curling when his pelvic bone meets your ass cheeks completely buried, almost bullying your cervix.

“Fuck! - Steve!” You pant trying to adjust to his size again, but he barely gives you any recovery time before he’s setting a brutal pace.

“Just giving you what you want honey, this is what you wanted right?” He taunts between gritted teeth, his eyes threatening to hit the back of his skull when you start to meet his thrusts. Insatiable.

The sound of skin slapping against skin battles with the sticky mess of your arousal as he keeps pounding into you, pulling your cheeks apart to watch how you coat him creamy white. You’re close, he can feel it.

“Need you to be a good girl and cum for me.” He grunts, his long fingers finding their way back to your bundle of nerves making you clench hard around him. “Yeah baby, just like that. Come on, I know you wanna give it to me.”

The grip on your hip becomes iron tight as he drives into you relentlessly, the box springs of your mattress squeak while your head board smacks against the wall with each harsh thrust.

“I’m- I’m gonna - god” you moan loudly when he finds the perfect speed between his fingers and the quick rolls of his hips, the coil tightening to it’s limit finally snapping making you see white.

His name comes out in a scream as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave, bringing him to the brink with you. His body goes rigid, cock twitching deep inside of you. A guttural moan escapes somewhere from his chest when he paints your insides, your walls squeezing him so tight it threatens to push him out. He keeps the hold on your hips, making you take all of what he’s giving you before he finally collapses on your back, completely spent.

He leaves sloppy kisses anywhere he can reach, your shoulders, your spine, the back of your neck. Droplets of sweat drip onto your heated skin from his forehead, as he slowly pulls out wincing when he’s finally free. Flopping down on his back after, he doesn’t hesitate to pull you to his chest. He lips feather light on both your cheeks, your nose, and then finally your mouth, chuckling out of breath when you whine puckering for more. His needy girl.

[planeteroticaaa]

— PARTITION

(part of erotica’s & lovae’s valentines special💋)

fiancé!toji who wanted to do something special for valentine’s day since he’d been working a lot more lately. so to make up for it, he’d gotten the two of you dinner reservations to this fancy restaurant he knew you’ve been wanting to try for ages. you were in your shared bedroom, seated at your vanity and getting ready for the romantic night he had set up for you. he already finished putting on his suit and tie and did everything else he needed to do, sitting with his legs spread on the velvet couch in front of your bed while waiting for you.

shifting his position on the cushions, he watched you doll yourself up in the way you knew he liked most. you hadn’t put on your dress yet—just sitting in your fluffy white towel as you tended to your lashes. he knew you’d take a while, thus why he set up the reservation for a time he knew you could actually ready by. he didn’t want his baby to have to rush on a special night planned for her. it was only when you started to rub your lips together to blend your lipliner and lipstick did he finally notice his dick slowly starting to strain against his trousers.

he wasn’t too hard to the point he couldn’t control himself, but he knew he was reaching that point when you grabbed the dress hanging on the closet door, the black lace bra and panties that were his favorite, and went to the restroom to change rather than in the same room to “surprise” him. he ran his tongue across his lips and mumbled under his breath a low “fuck” when you came out and asked him, “what do you think?” you twirled around in your silk, dark red, tight, body con dress that perfectly matched his suit, vanilla fragrance smelling up the room.

“you look so beautiful baby…c’mere,” he spoke a little above a whisper, ushering you to him. you placed your hands on his shoulders when his larger ones grabbed your hips and pulled you to him. you straddled his legs, breath hitching when you felt his clothed cock pressed against your cunt and when he started to feel up on your body. “toji…we have to go soon,” you lightly scolded, but did nothing to physically stop his hand from trailing up to your waist or his lips sucking and bruising your neck.

“oh my—f-fuck toji, y-yes!” you cried out. you weren’t sure when your dress ended up thrown somewhere haphazardly across the room, panties and bra ripped off, and your fiancé stuffing you full of his fat cock, fucking up into your needy hole that, despite your verbal protest to him that you shouldn’t be doing this right now, continued to suck him in. he had both of your arms behind your back with one hand and another pulling and gripping at your hair to keep your back perfectly arched for him, his strong thighs tensing from the way he thrusted feverishly into your pussy.

your mascara ran down your cheeks, staining them with your lipstick smudged from the way he sloppily made out with you just moments prior, a thin layer of sweat sticking to your body as your mouth gapped open. he tried, he really did, but the second you sat on his lap like that, all he could think about was fucking you stupid. you wanted to tell him again that you had to go soon, that the restaurant wouldn’t hold your spot long, but the pleasure from how rough he was being with you made you choke on your words and he probably wouldn’t have been able to hear you—being too fixated on the loud, wet squelching sounds your pussy made or your ass clapping and recoiling against his pelvis.

“‘m sorry baby, you just looked so fucking good…i couldn’t—i couldn’t help myself,” he pulled you back closer by your hair to whisper soothing apologies in your ear despite his dick curving up and hitting your cervix with the fat, angry red tip of his cock. you couldn’t pay him any mind even if you wanted to, eyes in the back of your head, more tears spilling out of them, and legs helplessly shaking.

“don’t worry your pretty head though, you won’t be too hungry after i stuff your tummy full of my cum. gonna put it right here, okay?” he coaxed, letting you head fall forward and moving your hand over to the spot on your stomach where you could feel and see his cock making a bulge and prodding deep inside you. “please don’t stop…please, please. . .” you chanted, your mind hazy from the overwhelming feeling of his and your hand pressed firmly on that specific area plus his cock bullying and dragging in and out of your tight hole. you’d think all of times he’s stretched you out like this that you would would be more used to the feeling, but no matter how often it was, you always managed to start babbling that it was too big to which he’d scoff and say, “you can take it, i know you can. you’re doing so good.”

it was when your mewls and moans got louder, your pussy squeezing him so tight you could feel each vein running up his shaft that he knew you were about to cum. letting go of your arms, his hand went back to tugging harshly at your hair. your hands, desperately needing something to hold onto, went straight for his meaty thighs, nails digging into his skin as the sound of skin clapping throughout the room got loud from his thrust getting faster and faster, cock continuing to deliciously hit your cervix. “y-yes daddy, fuck i’m cumming!” you practically squealed, pussy spasming and body jerking against him as you came, his hand flying down to rub rough, harsh circles on your clit, one of your hands gripping his wrist.

“look at you…creaming all over my dick like that,” toji groaned in your ear, gasp continuing to escaped your lips from how hard your orgasm was and the fact he was still fucking you with the pace impossibly increasing more and more. “daddy’s gonna fill your pussy with his cum, okay?” was the last thing he whispered into your ear when he completely lost the rhythm he was buckling his hips into you, thick ropes of cum coating your gummy walls. any chance of you possibly making it was immediately erased when he carried you to the bed and put you in another postion to fuck you even deeper than before.

[starillusion13]

Hello! I love your writing!! I saw that your requests are open so I would like to ask what type of outfit would attract and turn on ateez members👀

Imagines...

These are just my thoughts, you might can agree and disagree at some point in your perspective but knowing them since predebut, this is my opinion on their likings and nature. But honestly, I was really imagining myself while writing this like how would I dress up if I ever get to meet them personally lol. i'm being too much delulu right now. I need some serious therapy.

Hongjoong

The man who is in love with passionate and hardworking girls rather you can say, a dedicated woman. He loves the way if you are always dressed up fashionably according to the occasion. If you are wearing a tight short dress or a long body-hugging slit gown for a night party or business meeting party then you should have to feel under watch. He would steal glances of you now and then and would keep you by his side and whisper some good and nasty compliments, to let others know how to keep their eyes off from you as you are taken by him. He would try to maintain a proper image in front of everyone with a wide toothy grin but behind the sly smirk is how he thinks of bending you in-front of the mirror and see you falling apart in that classy dress. Also, his soft side would get attracted if you wear any clothes and shoes designed by him, like the designer jackets which will make him proud that you are appreciating his hobbies and he would secretly click your pictures in it.

Seonghwa

Oh, a sweet personality who has always this adoration and awe in his eyes whenever he gets a glimpse of you. He loves a person who is a very soft aesthetic and dress up femininely. Wearing cute skirts or frocks like summer dress or casual wears. He would find you the most beautiful one in these outfits. He likes the way your dress flows with the light breeze and a bright smile adorning your face which brings a small smile on his face. He would hold your hand and feel himself the most luckiest one to have you and would try to help you in every other household chores so that you don’t look exhausted and can spend sweet times with him. But, it’s not always about this sweet romance as he might sometimes lose control to see you cooking and back hugging you in the kitchen in those frocks and well, he would bring the heaven to the kitchen counter.

Yunho

A tall handsome who doesn’t know how to keep his eyes off from you. He just finds you attractive in anything. He is like a hopeless lover and feels so happy just to see you holding his big hands with your cute little hands. Maybe, he likes you the most when you wear skirts as he would swiftly lift you up in his arms and place you on his lap, you placing your hands around his neck and both having beautiful smile on your faces. His one hand would caress your face and the other would going up and down your bare thighs. He loves the way you look so vulnerable in those cute skirt and top that it’s very difficult for him to leave you alone. Your every small shifting on his lap makes him hard and painful but no matter what he just wants to keep those cute skirts on you, rest everything off. Theres one more thing that attracts him more is you in his big clothes as you looked like a kitten dumped under the pile of clothes and he would coo and hug you all the day.

Yeosang

Well, he might be of two types. His one personality like you in some cute outfits which are totally like frocks and skirts and sweetly hold your hand and compliments here and there. He would often try to match his outfits with you and let you buy couple wears to let others know to whom you actually belong. His sweet demeanour is far to recognise that’s hiding a demon of possessiveness. He is very shy whenever he tells you about his favourite skirt or dress that looks absolutely beautiful on you. He loves it more whenever there are some cute floral or pattern designs on the dress. But if the dress is looking too sexy on you then just expect his other personality, his fingers inside of you as he would love to see you making little noises in those cute outfits. He just loves you so much so he doesn’t know how to really appreciate you in the dress so he sometimes tries to make a drawing of yours and you secretly keep it treasured in your closet.

San

He just can’t keep his hands off to himself whenever you are around him. He loves to see you in classy outfits where he can proudly present you as his partner to everyone. He has this side where he wants to see you in all elegant and classy and people admiring you for your beauty and success but he also loves your silly side. So, You in any elegant outfits might make him go crazy for you as he would definitely bring you to his parents to arrange for a wedding the next day. Speaking of turning him on, maybe if you are a very confident woman in a classy dress approach him but acts all shy during the conversation with him closely, it might turn your planned day into something else. Maybe his hands and minds both will be somewhere else unlike other times. Welcome the demon inside the sweet man.

Mingi

Tight outfits will make him hold you tightly against his body. Anything that highlighting your curves and hugging your body perfectly would turn him on. His here and there light touches and patting your head with a smile as if letting the others around him know that even if they are looking at you but you are only for him to touch and desire. Licking his lips and staring at you while you sexily sits across him on a sofa when you both have gone for a dine out would make it so hard for him to not drag you home and see you fall apart. But apart from this, he has a soft side which is majorly available the whole day, he is just always whiny for your attention so if you are wearing his favourite outfits then it might make him too soft for you to handle. He might also like baggy clothes on you sometimes as he thinks those look cute on you.

Wooyoung

He is such a Loverboy that he will always let you know about his likings and love for you. As usual, you both first met in the dance studio so that’s the very first thing he liked about you being having the same passion as his and you in the dance practice fits like a tank top or crop tops with sweat pants is the weakest point for him. He loves you in those funky outfits or tomboy-ish clothes but would definitely love anything which gives off an aura of dominance from you. Simply, those just turns him on even if you both are in public. Sometimes, you jokingly wear his clothes especially those hoodies as they are very much comfortable but to him, he wants you to always wear his clothes and maybe do all the nasty things that coming across his mind at the moment.

Jongho

He will never let you know that he loves you in your classy work outfits. Yes, this man is very reserve but a cute lover if you know him after spending 24/7 with him. Every morning whenever you are wearing those straight pants with a plain shirt or solid top , or maybe like a knee length skirt and blazer outfit. OH GOSH, have mercy on the man as he would be staring a bit too obvious that you have to raise your eyebrows and ask him continuously if you would change it or anything wrong with your look. He will wave it off as nothing or swiftly sing few lines for you to make you smile but inside his head the only thing is going on that why it is necessary for you to appear such perfectly for the meetings where all the eyes will be on you and he would not be there to glare them off. Lastly, he might just love you in outfits which are not too much revealing.

[ Please let me know if you like this sort of imagines, this is really my first time doing this sort of writings so idk how it turned out but I had fun. I want to make a NCT ver. on this so badly. Aldo, the other requests are in the queue to be posted soon. wait patiently babygorls, I'm back with all my out of world imaginations..... ]

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[devilfic]

❝friends of the web❞

plot: you have a fear of spiders, but you've made a promise to work past it. peter thinks your determination is really quite adorable. pairing: tasm!peter parker x gn!reader. cw: fluff, humor, established relationship, spiders (not graphic), reader has arachnophobia but is being so brave about it, based on the poem "ten legs, eight broken" by I, e on tiktok because it fundamentally changed the way I interact with small bugs forevermore. words: 1.2k.

a/n: I have had pretty bad arachnophobia my entire life and after reading ten legs, eight broken a while back, it convinced me to start saving little spiders I find in my house. this fic is 100% based on how that ends up going every single time. minus peter parker coming to save the day

He's careful, stomach coiled tight to control his breathing. One hand is delicately pinching a bolt with tweezers, the other holding his webshooter frighteningly still. One wrong move would trigger the suspension, and about four hours' worth of fluid refill would end up all over his research notes. He has to be slow. He lowers the tweezers another half inch.

Gently, the bolt's thread catches and he releases the breath he'd been holding. In that same moment, you shout and his tweezers slip.

It's the feeling of webs spraying him in the face that he registers first, their tendrils catching onto his glasses and eyelashes and lips. Then it's your rushed breathing, the pumping of your heart nearly beating out of your chest. He doesn't feel a tingle along his spine but your shout jolts Peter out of his spell. In an instant, he's batting away the webs and throwing himself out of his office with enough velocity to take down a wall. He's expecting scorpions, vultures, lizards, his hearing zeroing in on you, and-

-and he turns the corner and there's you, crouched on the floor, hands cupped in front of you—cocooning something. "Hey, hey, hey, whoa, whoa." Peter's eyes flit around the room, looking for the threat his senses ought to have picked up on by now, and kneels beside you. He focuses on your hands and your complete and utter lack of urgency. "What's going on?"

You glance to the side, so quick he doesn't even think you register the panic on his face, "Pete, thank God. Can you talk to this thing for me?"

You move your hand and the other breathing thing in the room becomes apparent. A spider, barely the size of a crumb, is crawling over mountains of carpet thread. It's moving quickly but in circles, clearly confounded by the terrain. Peter looks at you. He drags each syllable out as he asks, "What is happening?"

You shift and Peter shifts with you, keeping an eye on the spider, "This thing- this spider is such a jackass."

"Yeah?"

"I'm trying to get him outside and he won't go."

You've got a flier for Pilates in the Park clenched in one hand, while the other is cautiously putting a wall between the spider and the abyss under your sofa, a place where even Peter dares not go. "Why don't you just kill it?"

Clearly that was the wrong thing to say. You look horrified at him as you answer, "I can't kill him!"

"Do we- are we sure it's a him? Have you decided he's a him?"

"I made a promise to myself that I would stop killing."

"I don't think... okay, what is going on here?"

You struggle to explain and focus on the spider at the same time, "It's a resolution I made for the new year. That even though I'm terrified of these things, I won't kill them anymore because... because they're living beings just like me." Peter watches you bite your lip, a twinge of pity sewn into the divot between your furrowed brows, "So I'm putting them outside whenever I see one... if only they would stop being jackasses about it."

Peter half-laughs, half-sighs. The little spider crawling around on the ground is none the wiser to your inner peril, "This isn't just because your boyfriend is, like, 1/3 spider, is it? I won't take it personally if you hit him with a shoe."

You snort and place your flier in front of the escaping spider, watching it crawl over the word "yoga" before making a u-turn for the carpet, "Of course not, my spider overlord."

You try to scoop up the spider again but every time you lift the paper, it dives off the other side and back into the carpet. "How long does this usually take?" Peter asks. He sits back on his ass, propping up a knee to rest his arm on.

"Ten minutes at best. If I don't lose them."

"Hm. And this works for you?"

You pout up at him, scooping up the spider again and watching it fly off once more, "I usually manage to get them outside, I'll have you know."

"And the screaming?"

"I never said it was a peaceful process."

"So, let me get this straight," Peter leans into you, "you spot the spider, you grab the nearest piece of paper, you try to get the spider on the paper, and then you...?"

"Scream and run until I make it to the window."

"Why- why the screaming?"

You wince, trying not to lose the bug in the carpet, "Because I'm scared they'll touch me." Your boyfriend tickles his fingers along your arm and you shiver, swatting him with your free hand.

After another failed attempt, Peter places his hand in front of the spider's path and it crawls into his palm to get to the kitchen. Before it can cross over into tiled territory, it's forced to a sudden stop, and Peter takes advantage.

It takes him three strides to get to the living room window, yank it open, and release the spiderling into the wild.

You're standing behind him with a look of frustration on your face, even though your shoulders have finally sagged with relief, "How'd you convince him to sit in your hand like that?"

"I didn't. Sticky hands." Peter wiggles all his fingers at you, amused.

"Wh- that's it? Do they not usually listen to you or something?" You grab one of his hands and quickly realize he's using that ability on you this time. He's got you stuck in a handhold.

"I can't remember when I ever said I could talk to spiders."

"I mean, it seems like a pretty fair assumption," you grumble, trying to shake his hand away before giving in, "they put their juices in you after all."

"Why would you say that?"

"Thanks for the help, by the way. I'm still... getting used to not panicking when I see them."

Peter raises his other hand to your hair and gives you a kiss on the temple, smiling against your skin, "You are so, so, so brave."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I mean, it's pretty brave to show mercy to something you fear, right? You could've killed it or asked me to do it, but you didn't. You wanted it to live."

"It doesn't mean to scare me," you bring your intertwined hands up to your mouth and press a kiss to his knuckles, "I'd want it to take pity on me if it was the other way around."

"I think the spiders will appreciate that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Then why do they give me such a hard time?"

"Well, you're so scared of them that you don't even realize they're just as scared of you. You gotta make 'em like you, you know?"

"Got any tips for that?"

Peter guides his free hand to your waist, rocking you side to side, "Hm. Buy them sushi. Take them to a midnight showing of Night of the Living Dead. Tell him you think his nerdy rambling after the movie is sexy..." You giggle into Peter's chest and his heart swells, "Don't laugh! It worked on me."

You tilt your head up and he steals a kiss without hesitation, making you stumble on what you say next, "How about you just come let them out for me next time, hm?"

"And if I'm not around?"

"...make me a super scientific spider catching gadget?"

Peter hooks his hands underneath your thighs and hikes you up around his waist, "I'll make you one if you refill my web fluid for me."

"You can fill me with your web fluid."

"Okay. I'm putting you in time out, freak."

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[the-fiction-witch]

Illusion P2

Media - Doctor Who (The Lodger Episode) Character - The Doctor (11th) Couple - The Doctor X Reader Reader - Y/n (Companion) Rating - Smut! Word Count - 2808

"Doctor..." Y/n gasps between kisses,

The Doctor's breathing was laboured when he pulled back from the kiss. He looked down at her as she gasped and his gaze instantly went to her swollen red lips, staring at them with an intense look in his eyes. "... Y/n... You have no idea what you're doing to me-"

she gasped hard "... You uhhh you don't have to keep kissing me now he's gone you know," 

The Doctor's expression darkened slightly, he seemed almost disappointed to hear her say that. He gently reached up and gently caressed her face and gave a slight chuckle. The look in his eyes was something she had never seen before. "You really think I'm just kissing you because we're pretending?" He gently began to nibble on her neck a bit.

she blushed hard "I think you really are becoming more human ... But... I'm not complaining" she smiled

His hands gently went down to her hips and he gently began to grind her against his lap a little bit, still nibbling and kissing her neck a little roughly. "Oh, you shouldn't complain about me being human... I'm about to get a lot more human than you can imagine." His teeth gently bit down onto the lobe of her ear.

she moaned and shifted her hips to grind without his assistance, his hands running up her tights and pushing up her dress as they returned to the kiss "I've never seen you like this before... Didn't think time lords... Got … horny" she whispered

As she ground on him, he growled lowly. "Oh... oh believe me. I'm extremely... horny. You have no idea how much self-control I'm struggling to hold over myself right now."  He leaned in and began to kiss and bite her throat roughly at her words.

she gasped and moaned a little "This all because you've been down here acting human for a few days? Or do you struggle with self-control around me in the Tardis too?" She asked between kisses as she pealed the suspenders off his shoulders and began undoing his shirt buttons

"You... have no idea how hard it is to act normal around you." He mumbled in between bites before kissing up her jaw and back to her lips, kissing her roughly and slipping his tongue into her mouth.

"how hard is it?" She teased her words having a double meaning as she returned to the make out her tounge battling with his

He moaned softly into the kiss before pulling back just slightly to speak. "You'll find out just how hard it is soon enough." He replied before leaning back down and kissing her again, his hands gripping onto her tightly as his fingers started kneading into her legs. He was getting more and more flustered by the second but he just didn't care. All he wanted was her.

she deepened their kisses even further and wrapped her arms around his shoulders grinding her hips some more, and as she did he forced her down on her back flipping them from her sitting in his lap to him hovering over her never once breaking to her kiss, she moans at the feeling of being pinned to the bed by him,

The Doctor groaned lowly when she moaned and wrapped a leg around him. He could feel the heat in his gut flaring up and his erection was starting to get uncomfortable in his pants very quickly as he kept up his end of the kiss. One of his hands started to slowly slide up her thigh and under her dress, while the other was pressing into the mattress beside her head.

she pulled back moaning his name and she made eye contact "How far do you want this to go?"

He leaned down and began to leave a trail of kisses down from her jawline to her neck. "That depends... how far do you want this to go?"  He mumbled into her neck, gently biting down on it every so often. His hand that was still on her thigh was getting very close to her crotch, only a few inches away now.

She twisted her fingers into his hair and moaned "I asked you first" she teased

The Doctor shivered a little as her fingers got tangled in his hair, enjoying the feeling of her tugging on it. He slowly moved down her neck and began to focus on her collarbone instead "I'll follow your boundaries. There's not a single thing I would do without you completely consenting." He mumbled before suddenly biting down on her collarbone, not hard enough to hurt her but hard enough to make her gasp.

"there not much I wouldn't consent to right now..." She gasped

He smirked against her skin and started kissing along her collar bone again. "And there's not a limit to what I want to do to you... but we've got all night, we can stop whenever we want to."

"humm tell me something wild and ... Unpredictable doctor" she teased him throwing her head back "Beyond kissing, touching and grinding, something wild close to the edge of your limits you want to do" she whispered

His smirk against her skin widened as she said that and his fingers slid up that final few inches until they pressed on the damp spot right on the front of panties He started to slowly and gently press circles into the front of her panties, his breath getting shallower as he did so. He started whispering into her ear with each circle he pressed. "I want to... make you mine. Make you completely and utterly mine... I want all of your moans, your gasps, your sounds and faces."

"Doctor!" She moaned 

The Doctor shivered when she moaned out his name, starting to press harder into her. He started to bite the edge of her ear as he spoke. "You're driving me wild, Y/n... I can't hold you close enough... I can't seem to kiss you long enough..."

she giggled "You never answered me... Tell me something unexpected you desire doctor, and I'll make us even closer" She smirked sitting up a little and pulling off her dress and peeling off her tights leaving her in her blue lace bra and panties

He stared down at her as she took off her dress and tights and his eyes widened slightly when he realized she was left in Tardis blue. His tongue slid out and licked his lips a bit as he stared at her, taking in her beauty. "Oh, you clever girl..." His one hand slid up her waist to her bra. "I want... I want to... keep you. Forever." He mumbled, gently running his fingers up the back of her bra, looking her in the eyes as he finally undid the clasp with a bit of a flick of his fingers.

she playfuly sqealed as the clasp was undone "your a time lord, I'm sure there is some science that could allow you to keep me forever" she cooed throwing her head back and moaning as he kissed down her neck and pulled the bra off her with his teeth

"Forever and ever..." He mumbled, kissing her neck for a moment before pulling back as the bra came off. He gently slipped the bra off her arms and began to kiss down her chest, gently nibbling at her skin between kisses. "Mmm, oh, I'm sure they have... but I don't think they have anything quite like... what I have in mind." His fingers gently slid down her side as he said that. He wrapped his other arm around her waist, gently pinning her to the bed and leaning down to kiss over one of her breasts. His tongue slipped out and

"doctor!" She squeals

He grinned against her skin. "Mmm, Y/n..." His teeth gently bit down on one of her nipples, gently tugging at it

"AHH!" She whined in pain

The Doctor immediately lifted his head with a worried look in his eyes. "Are you all right? Did I hurt you?" He asked quickly, his expression going from slightly sadistic to concerned in a split second.

"teeth might be too hard, hands are fine but your teeth are sharp"

"Oh, I'm so sorry." He said softly, giving her breast a small peck as an apology. "I forgot that I have very sharp teeth... I'll be more careful... but my fingers will work just as well."

she nodded and pulled him back to kiss her

He kissed her back, gently cupping her breast with his hand as he kissed her. He kept the kiss gentle, keeping a mental note to not bite her skin with his teeth again. His fingers gently ran over her skin before gently kneading into her breast, trying to find the exact way to touch her that she would like. He soon found it after tugging and rubbing her nipple as she moaned loudly squeezing her legs around him, He broke away from the kiss and looked down at her. Hearing her moan and squeeze her legs around him made something snap in him "Do you have any idea... what you do to me right now?"

she shook her head as she gasped

He growled lowly and let a few swears out before he gently pushed her back down onto the bed and leaned over her. "I want you. Now."

"no complaints from me... But two requests"

He raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting between her eyes and her lips. "Oh, really...? What kind of requests then?"

"I think we should get a towel so we don't make a wet sweaty mess of your bed here" she smiled half serious and half to tease him

His lip twitched into a small smirk. "I might have actually thought about that, give me one second." He bent down and gave her a quick kiss before pushing off the bed and walking over to one of the cupboards. He bent down and rummaged around for a moment before standing back up with a light blue towel.

she giggled laying it on the bed for them to lay over "The only issue with this is you won't be able to take your stained sheets to the laundry to show off" she smirked

He rolled his eyes in amusement. "Oh shush, do you always have to tease me?" He asked jokingly as he approached the bed, unbuttoning his trousers with a small grin.

she bit her lip excitedly but she rested a hand on his stomach as he stood by the bed "I have one more request"

He stopped unbuttoning his trousers and looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. A slight smirk was still across his lips just barely and he looked curious. "Another request? What is it then?"

she teased him by tugging down his trousers and boxers "oohh doctor" she moaned at the sight of him as she began kissing his erection, lapping at his skin and sucking a little 

He immediately groaned when she started kissing him, feeling her breath on his skin. "Y/n..." His fingers slid into her hair, gently running through it and tugging at it as he stared down at her, his hips already trying to twitch toward her and get more friction on his skin.

she pulled back and kissed him one last time "my request... Is just that you make sure to ... You know" she cooed as she laid down on the bed "I love you doctor but... I don't really want a half-timelord baby right now"

He laughed softly. "I am more than capable of pulling out." He mumbled, kissing her gently for a few seconds before leaning back, crawling his way up her body with a grin that looked vaguely predatory. He grabbed her legs and pulled her so that she was laying down at the top of the bed with her legs spread around him and her knees on his shoulders as he stared down at her. "You look beautiful like this... with your hair spread out on my pillows, all splayed out for me to see." He mumbled softly.

"I have a feeling that ... I'm going to have to get use to looking like this when we are back on the Tardis"

He grinned and slowly ground down into her, letting out a groan at the friction. "Oh yes... you most certainly will."

"I have visions of it... On your bed, the library sofa, the pool, the kitchen counters... Maybe even the console room floor" she teased grinding with each suggestion

He growled lowly as his eyes fluttered as she ground back into him, his fingers gripping her hips. "You're going to get that and more, my lovely Y/n..."

"I'm sure I will ..." She blushed "maybe even when you take me to Galifray you could have sex with me there too" she teased him

His eyes widened, he had not been expecting her to say that. His mind immediately went to several different things, his Tardis, the forest of the Untempered Schism, the citadel... his home. His mind was very distracted for a couple seconds before he shook his head and started to laugh. "Oh... you will be the death of me..."

"will I?" She giggled

"Oh yes... that you will." He leaned in and kissed her deeply. He moaned into the kiss, one hand running down her leg and wrapping it around his waist.

Y/n blushed and kissed back,

as finally, he tugged off her panties leaving nothing between them, He broke the kiss with a soft gasp and looked down at her, his eyes darkened and filled with lust as he started to slowly grind into her. "Oh... you are absolutely breathtaking, my darling."

she blushed, and giggled before she pulled him into another kiss and her hand stroked his erection "so? You going to make me yours or wait all night?"

He immediately moaned into the kiss and pushed into her hand, his hands tightening slightly on her hips as he did so. "Oh... I am going to make you mine..."  He mumbled He pulled away from her for a moment, just long enough to grab a pillow. He held her still for a moment, just long enough to push the He pushed the pillow under her hips, angling her up slightly. "Perfect... absolutely perfect..." He mumbled with darkening eyes.

she giggled excitedly As she did that he slowly pushed into her, his head fell forward so his forehead was on her shoulder and he groaned into her skin.

"Oh..."

"Doctor!" She squealed her hand on his stomach

He froze for a moment when she squealed, a small smile pulled at his lips as he started to kiss her shoulder. "Mmm, my beautiful Y/n..." His hips started to move slowly, pulling out and pushing back into her

she moaned loudly her head thrown back in utter ecstasy

He kept his kisses on her shoulder, pulling on a particular patch of her skin with a gentle bite before soothing it over with his lips and tongue. He leaned up as she tossed her head back and his own moans mingled with hers and his free arm wrapped around her waist. "Oh, you feel like pure paradise, my darling..."

she couldn't even make words just moans of his name over and over, her mouth open, her eyes rolled back, her head thrown back, her body arching and convulsing in sudden pleasures

He stared at her face and her body's movements, absolutely entranced by the way she looked in the heat of the moment. His own moans and groans were low and husky, growing deeper as the heat and passion between them rose. "Oh... that's it, my darling, come undone for me..." he groaned as he moved faster, harder and more merciless on her. Their kisses intense and full of moans, the bed banging hard against the walls. 

She grabbed his arms hard digging her nails in and squeezing her legs around his waist as she threw her head back and tightened around him as she hit her orgasm, 

The meer feeling of being inside her when she did was enough for him too as he quickly pulled out sending his seed onto the towel just beside her thigh. 

And suddenly both were a mess of gasping and sweat, The doctor laid down on the bed beside Y/n the two for a while just gathering their breath and strength.

“I think that sold the illusion,” She nodded,

“Yeah… I think so,” he chuckled, “But… the rest isn’t an illusion, I really did mean it all,”

“I know you did,” she smiled, “So… once this human pretending is over? Things will go back to normal.”

“With one exception my darling,” He cooed, "Our kisses, our cuddles, and... more will continue if you wanted them to?"

"I want them to," she nodded,

"did you maybe... want to scrap the illusion and just be my girlfriend?"

"I'd like that very much,"

"So would I," he smiled pulling her back into a kiss, 

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@mushycore

[webslingingslasher]

ok this is random but😭

i had a dream the other day and idk why i didn’t tell you sooner bc it’s so you/trouble/us coded but i had a dream where i bit my man’s shoulder (im single) (hypothetical dream man) but i but it OFF and woke up crying like his flesh was in my mouth and there was blood and now i csnt jokingly bite my future bf bc i’m traumatised

oh my god. telling this to bf!peter im-

'wake up.' stiff pokes, your touch is swiped away. 'no.' you poke harsher, peter hisses around a breath. 'wake up.' he pulls towards the edge of his bed, you follow right behind.

'go away, i'm sleeping.'

'that's fine, i just need to tell you something.' peter lets out the most dramatic sigh you've ever heard. 'tell me.'

'i can't bite you anymore.'

two days ago you bit him so hard it left a perfect bruise in the shape of your mouth. when you saw it the next day, you cried and told him how sorry you were, peter said it was fine and it didn't hurt. it was kind of sad, peter had never seen you so guilty before.

'don't tell me you're still crying over that. it was an accident and i promise it doesn't hurt.' you frown, you weren't talking about that but you think that's where the idea came from.

'i just had a dream i bit you and like, i bit your arm off.'

peter rolls over, he's got two perfect arms. 'trust me, trouble. you've got jaws of steel, but they're not that strong.' peter's the one who brought it up, you point at the fading purple.

'i did that.'

'and it's still attached.' peter shakes his arm out, 'see? wanna give it a nibble?'

'no! no more biting. no biting ever again, i can't control myself, obviously.'

'it's a minor flesh wound.'

'for now! what if i gave you a staph infection?'

'you didn't give me a staph infection.'

'how do we know that?'

'because you didn't break the skin, trouble.' you stare at the mark, it haunts you still. your lower lip trembles, you hurt him. 'petey,' it's that broken voice, the one that makes peter feel like a teddy bear, the mix between bringing comfort and a sense of protection.

it's all it takes for him to scoop you into his hold. 'c'mere, give me a hug.' you press against him tight. 'i hurt you.' peter holds his lips to your forehead, you caused damage and he's comforting you.

'minorly. i’ve bruised you before, too. i didn’t beat myself up over it.’ you snort, he didn’t cry but he felt terrible. peter went in a little hard on sex one night, his fingertips bruised little marks into your hips where he held you. the next morning he kissed them over and over while he whispered apologies.

‘liar. you freaked the next morning.’ peter hums, he remembers. ‘of course i did. i bruised my girlfriend the same night i got her.’ you want to squeal, each time he says it feels like you take flight.

‘then you understand why i’m upset. i mortally wounded my boyfriend, the person i love most.’ you gasp, you hadn’t even thought of it like this, but it’s even worse.

you push back to stare into his eyes, your thumb brushes over the purple ring. ‘i hurt spider-man!’ you kiss over the bruise, you can’t believe you hurt your hero like this.

‘i almost bit spider-man’s arm off.’

peter rolls his eyes, ‘no, you almost bit your boyfriends arm off.’

‘spider-man is my boyfriend.’

‘peter was your boyfriend first.’ you hold up a finger, ‘technically- you told me you-‘

‘technically nothing. you’ve known peter for longer, that’s who your boyfriend is.’

you shake your head at him. ‘well, technically-‘ peter flips you to your back, you blink wildly at the sudden movement. ‘technically nothing. spider-man was collateral to get peter to be your boyfriend.’

you raise your eyebrows, peter hides his hands under the warmth of your shirt. ‘baby, i only said yes because i knew i’d be dating spider-man.’

peter pouts sympathetically, ‘i hate to tell you this, trouble. but… spidey is pretty upset about the impending staph infection. peter on the other hand… is strong and brave.’

you agree with him. ‘yeah! you’re the strong one, you can handle your arm being bit off. i mean, i’ll never bite you again, but you could handle it.���

‘trouble, as long as you’re the gnawing my arm off, i’d be fine with it.’ you pout up at him, peter thinks he said the wrong thing again and tries to backtrack.

you stop him. ‘i’m not sad, petey. i’m in love. you’d give an arm for me.’ peter gives you three quick kisses, ‘i’d give you anything.’

you murmur against his lips, ‘like being able to call spider-man my boyfriend?’ peter presses in harshly, you think he might’ve bruised your bottom lip in retaliation.

‘almost anything.’

[moody-alcoholic]

The soldier next door part 2?

+18 content MDNI

Summary: John Price x Reader, female, she/her. 2.5k words. Fridays are when I step out my comfort zone to write porn and challenge myself a little bit. I wanted to try writing something a little ‘rougher’ and longer. Thought why not just follow it up with the last Price x reader I did.

CW: +18 content MDNI It’s straight up smut, morning sex, blowjob, throat fucking, PIV sex, spanking (like once), breath play (kinda but not really), over stimulation, cunnilingus, fingering, bit of Mdom, sir kink, fluffy aftercare..

Masterlist - part 3

Enjoy ya filthy animals <3

It felt strange waking up next to a man in your bed, it has been a while, almost 8 months. You didn't want to wake him, he looked so peaceful sleeping there. You quietly slip out of bed going to the kitchen to make some breakfast. 

You're frying eggs when John materialises from the bedroom. 

“Morning,” you say smiling at him. He steps over too you wrapping his arms round your stomach burying his head in your neck. 

“Last night was perfect,” he hums in your ears making you sink into his embrace as you try to focus on your eggs. You turn the heat off as John’s hands slip under the waistband of your PJ shorts pulling you up against him.

He continues to kiss your neck, sucking on the sensitive spot. Holy shit he wants to go again. You can feel his hard cock pressing up against your back. 

“Had an amazing dream about you,” he says turning you round so you’re facing him. You press your lips to his and he moans as he presses you up against the oven. You break away as he moves back to kissing your neck.

“What was the dream about?” You ask pressing your chest up against him. Your hand lazily making its way down to the bulge in his sweatpants. 

“I had you bent over the bed screaming my name until you were left as a writhing mess and still begging for more.” He says his voice low as he leans over whispering in your ear, his breath hot on your neck.

“Holy shit,” you moan your legs squeezing shut. He pulls back studying your face as you stroke his cock over his sweatpants. His hand travels from your waist up your top brushing over your nipple making your legs shake. 

“What to make it a reality?” You say trying not to sound desperate as you feel your pussy throbbing at the thought of being fucked again. John smiles bending down to kiss you.

“There are condoms in the bathroom drawer.” You say pulling away and heading to the bedroom. You don't wait stripping naked and sitting on the end of the bed. He comes in chuckling you stand up stopping him before reaching down and pulling his shirt over his head. Your hands run down his chest and his stomach. You get down on your knees pulling his pants down releasing his cock. Your mouth is already watering as you take it in your hands running your thumb over the red tip. You look up at him using both your hands to rub down his shaft. 

“Don't go easy on me, if you want to make me a writhing mess. I know my limits I'll tell you if it’s too much.” You say smiling at him. Before he can say anything you pull him in your mouth replacing your hands with your lips. He's big, so big he hits the back of your throat your eyes water as your mouth fills with saliva.

“Don't go easy huh,” he says between moans. You hum on his cock as he grabs the back of your head bunching your hair in his fist. The next time you thrust your mouth down his cock he holds your head there pushing his hips so he's deeper down your throat. You can't breathe as he holds you there moaning. You look up at him tears running down your face. He looks down at you moving his hips back so you can get some air. 

“Look at you tears streaming down your face. Crying already? You look so bloody perfect baby.” He lets you control the speed but keeps your hair in a tight grip. You keep your eyes on him moaning round him which he seems to like pushing your head deeper each time. 

“Fuck- can I fuck your throat baby? You're just so fucking sweet looking up at me like that.” You try to smile and nod. You move one of your hands to your clit grinding on you fingers while he forces your face down his throbbing member. He fucks your mouth hard while he moans and grunts. The lack of oxygen heightens the sensation as your fingers become soaked from your desperate cunt. You're going to cum if he keeps this up, you think he can tell as your moaning round him gets more frequent. He looks down and sees you touching yourself. His head tilts back as his breathing picks up his groans sounding more and more desperate.

“You going to cum? Couldn't wait till I was inside you?” He asks through gritted teeth, his eyes burning into yours as you blink away more tears.

“Uh-hm” you moan as you stop grinding and start rubbing your throbbing clit. He's thrusting so deep in your mouth you have to fight for each breath. You squeeze your eyes shut as you cum trying to stop yourself from biting down on his cock. He pulls out your mouth as you suck in air catching your breath. Holy shit that felt amazing. He bends down in front of you pushing your hair behind your ear. 

“Breathe baby, breathe. That’s it catch your breath.” You listen to his instructions taking in big gulps of air as he helps you up to your feet. He looks down at you using his thumb to rub your tears away. He bends down and kisses you, you kiss him back and let him lead you to the bed. He gently lays you back letting go of your lips, his fingers trace your face. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He says. You smile reaching up to plant another kiss on his lips. He smiles looking round the room for the condom he grabbed earlier. You turn over before he asks you to remembering from his dream you were bent over the bed. His hand finds it’s way up your thigh, his fingers rubbing between your folds, coating them in your juices as he finishes rolling the condom on. You fell him grab your hips pulling him up to you, you feel his fingers replaced with his cock, the tip brushing against your swollen clit. 

“Please John fuck me.” You beg gripping the bedding as he squeezes your ass. He chuckles continuing to rub his tip between your folds. 

“You’re so needy.” He says in that low humming voice that makes you involuntarily twitch. He’s teasing you and it’s driving you crazy. 

“Yes I’m a so needy for your fat cock to fill me up.” You’re not even thinking about what your saying, it’s just word vomit, anything to get him inside you. You pant as you push yourself up against his stomach. 

“Easy baby, if you keep talking like that I’m not going to last.” He tabs his cock against your clit and it makes your legs shake. You hear him chuckle again as he lines himself up with your entrance. He pushes the tip in and you moan already clenching down, he holds your hips in place so you can’t press back on him and you let out a frustrated whine. He continues to tease you only letting you ride his tip, you start to whine, pressing up against his hands as much as he will let you. 

“You make such pretty noises when you’re desperate huh.” He says bending down purring in your ear. His voice deep, commanding, sending shivers up your spine. You can’t think, your body is almost shaking with desperation, you want to touch yourself but you’re holding your body up with your elbows 

“Ask me nicely say ‘please sir, fuck me.’” You can hear an edge of something in his voice, you don't know what it is but it sending vibrations through your body.

“Please sir, fuck me, please.” You nod, pleading as your voice shakes. He lets out a long breath in your ear before standing up and pushing himself inside you. You moan as you feel the air leaving your lungs, his thrusts deep as he digs his nails into your ass. You hear him grunt, almost growling as he pushes into you as deep as he can. You clench around him, calling his name as he bounces against your cervix. 

“So. Bloody. Perfect.” He says between thrusts spanking your ass. It’s not hard but its enough to make your clit tingle and crave touch.

“Perfect for you sir.” You reply desperate to feel his fingers on your clit, begging for any kind of praise. Your head and shoulders flopping on the bed, the new angle hitting such a sweet spot your moaning turns to panting as you feel yourself getting closer to the edge. One of his hands wraps round your hip, his fingers brushing your clit.

“Yes, John, please don’t stop.” You beg, you’ve never begged before but right now all you want is to feel is his cock throbbing inside you as he cums, you wish he could just fill you up. Your head pressed into the covers as you grip the bedding, he’s driving you crazy, you feel so full, his fingers rubbing your clit. John, John, John. His name leaves your lips as you cum, clenching around him as he continues to thrust inside you. His cock throbbing, his fingers pressing hard on your clit making your legs twitch from over stimulation. You feel him bend over you panting, you can feel his chest on your back his heartbeat rapid. 

“Holy shit, you’re amazing.” You breathe, your eyes closed, body shaking. He chuckles again kissing your neck and pulling out, of you. You let your body flop to the side then turn over to your back to see him, he bends down picking up a towel to clean his fingers. 

“You got a thing for people calling you sir?” You say a playful smile on your face. He smiles back and shrugs. 

“I’m used to people calling me that at work.” He says catching his breath. 

“What are you like a big boss or something?” You ask. 

“Something like that.” He smiles, tying the condom off and throwing it in the trash, you made a mental note you needed to get on birth control if this was going to become a regular thing. You expect John to lay into bed next to you but instead he kneels down at the end of the bed pulling you so you’re on the edge and he is kneeled between your legs. You look at him confused.  

“I said I was going to keep going until you were a writhing mess.” He says kissing your thighs. Holy shit, he is amazing. You smile at him letting your head fall back on the bed as you spread your legs as far apart as you can for him. His beard tickles you but if anything it just adds to the sensation as he uses his tongue to spread your juices round your clit. You’ve already cum twice but his tongue licking tight circles has his name leaving your lips again. You can tell he likes that as he moves one of his hands up inserting a finger into you. You grip the bedding again, trying to keep your hips from squirming, you want to grind down on his face. 

“Still so needy.” He says pulling a way for a second and re-adjusting his body to a more comfortable position. He pushes another finger in and you’re so desperate to cum again you almost don’t realise it until he’s hitting that oh-so-perfect spot, curling his fingers up inside you in time with his vicious licks on your clit. Every-time he moans it sends vibrations all through your body, his fingers work faster as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm way quicker then you expected. 

“John- I’m going to cum.” You say, he pulls away making you whine in protest, the sudden absence of his tongue is so jarring you almost sob. 

“You’ve got to ask nicely to come, ‘please sir, can I come?’” He says, his fingers not slowing but you’re desperate to feel his mouth on you again.

“Please- Please can I come sir?” You manage through your panting, the words catching in your throat. 

“‘Cause you can baby, you’ve been such a good girl.” He says before locking his mouth back round your clit. It’s like fireworks through your body when you cum. Your hand thrusting down to grip his hair as your back arches and you scream his name, you feel him chuckle as he rides you through the orgasm until your legs are clenching around his head your clit overstimulated and pulsating. You have to push his head away as your body twitches. He pulls away wiping his fingers on your clit which makes you shiver. You’re too exhausted to move your chest feeling like there’s someone sat on it as you try to normalise your breathing. 

“You okay over there?” He asks picking up a towel and wiping between your legs. You open your mouth but nothing comes out instead you just swallow. You hear him chuckle. 

“Too much?” He asks. You manage to shake your head, your eyes watching him as he throws the towel to the side. He comes round the bed and you start to get up your body still shaking he wraps his arm round your shoulders puling up the bed. 

“I’ve got it,” you say, scooting yourself up to the top of the bed. He kisses you on the forehead. 

“You did so well for me baby let me take care of you.” He says his voice low almost a whisper as he brings the duvet over you. He lays your head on the pillow going back to the end of the bed to put on some boxers. You watch as he leaves the room your body feels heavy, your throat suddenly dry as you relax back on the pillows. A few seconds later John’s back with a glass of water which you eagerly accept and gulp down.

“Easy, baby,” He says as he brushes hair out your face, helping you hold the glass. 

“Thank you,” you say when you’re done. He puts the glass on the bedside table and gets up walking round the bed and climbing in behind you. He wraps his arms round you pulling you up against his chest, your heart still racing as he kisses your head. 

“That was amazing.” You say. 

“You were amazing.” He replies in your ear, you feel his breath on your cheek as you relax into him, as he supports you, you close your eyes, taking deep breaths. 

“Shit the eggs.” You say too sleepy to really care.

“It’s alright I put them in the fridge.” He replies kissing your cheek. 

“Thank you,” you say kissing his hand, drifting off to sleep.

[lonigiri]

nnn drabble with riize members 🩷🩷

(eunseok, seunghan, wonbin, + anton)

(pls dni if under 18 or ageless blog)

warnings: dubcon. riize x fem!reader. no nut november (obviously). all of them have like zero self control. seunghan making fun of his members for having lack of self control. smut obviously. use of petnames. anton being a cutie patootie. erm wonbin cums against readers ass while she sleeps.

eunseok ☆

•he tries so hard to go through nnn

•he honestly gets really far like to day 28

•but he just couldnt hold himself back

•that day you were wearing your thin lounge shorts and a white low cut tank top and he couldnt help himself

“eunseok i thought you wanted to get through no nut november” he just groaned slumping over next to you. “i tried so hard but i couldnt help myself :(” he pouted and sprawled out on the bed. you knew he owed someone money.

(the rest under the cut)

wonbin ☆

•oh lord bro doesnt last more then a week

•he lacks so much basic self control

•ESPECIALLY when it comes to you

•when he told you he was participating in nnn you did not believe in him

•wether it was him loosing to you or his own fist you knew he was not gonna win

•and you were right

“please baby! i promise i wont cum!! and it doesnt count as a loss unless i cum!” he was practically- no he was begging. when i said no self control i meant it. you kept telling him over and over again no. you had made a promise to him that you wouldnt help him with losing and you planned to keep that promise, especially since there was money involved. “no wonbin, i told you i wouldnt help you with losing, if you wanna go fist yourself then go ahead but im not gonna be apart of your downfall.” he started WHINING, he was begging and pleading, saying that it wouldnt feel the same if it wasnt you. you still refused and maybe after 10 refusals he let it go. fast forward a couple hours the two of you were in bed asleep and you had woken up to some rustling. “wonbin what are you- are you kidding me right now.” you saw him trying to clean himself up quickly. you could see the awkward smile on his face. “i told you i needed you! you didnt listen!” “wonbin i swear-”

seunghan ☆

• the amount of self control this man has

• he makes it to the end with no suprise from anyone

• and he kept you satisfied throughout all of november too he didnt just ignore you to get through it

“what do the guys owe you now?” you asked the male as he laid on your thighs as you played with his hair. “we all put in like 25 bucks so im getting the pot. pretty sweet. i dont know how all of them failed. its really not that hard to control yourself.” “i dont know, with them i think half of them would fuck a door knob if it had tits.”

anton ☆

• he tried so hard

• he wanted the money so he could take you out shopping

• it was like two weeks in when he failed

• he tried to hold back so hard but he couldnt do it any longer he felt like he was gonna explode

“s..so sorry, i wanted to stay strong but i just couldnt.” he said while his length was burried into your cunt. you stroked his hair as he softly fucked you. “its okay baby, we all have our weaknesses.” you mumbled. he burried his head into the crook of your neck as he came deep into ur cunt. he really cant hold back when it comes to you, i mean could you blame him ur cunt was so warm and tight, perfect for him.

[small-2-butterball]

Wg scenario #6

**Long post**

By some fat miracle, I start gaining weight in a public setting. I’m at the mall shopping and decide to stop by the food court.

As I’m eating my food, I notice my pants are starting to feel a little tight. But I think nothing of it and keep eating. Then the waist band becomes uncomfortably tight and I look down to see my belly swelling out and I’m suddenly aware of the changes.

My thighs are fighting my pants with more and more pressure. My love handles ooze out my sides, along with some back rolls around my braw line. The sleeves of my shirt are squeezing against my expanding upper arms.

I look around to see if anyone else notices, but no one does so far. My mind is racing and I’m frozen in shock. But the weight keeps piling on by the minute.. second… I look down at my food and see that now my hands, fingers and forearms are filling out. I look at my food and I’m overcome with hunger (a half eaten burger) and take a bite, and another.. and another. After it’s done, I start eating my french fries by the hand full. I’ve never felt so hungry.

All this was building more pressure on the waist band until *PING!!!* the button popped off hiring the chair across from me. People turn to look! My belly plops onto my lab with a jiggle.

My face is red from embarrassment, but I keep eating and slurping on my diet soda.

From the back… people can see my waistline get wider and wider, flabby love handles escaping my too small pants, my ass is getting so wide that rips begin to form in the middle of the pants.

From the side… people see my belly peek out under my shirt and creep across my lap. My arms are getting flabbier, and my boobs getting heavier and heavier till they rest on my upper belly. The seams on the side of my pants begin to split as my thighs expand.

From the front… people can see my face change before their eyes! Cheek bones being buried in fat, giving my eyes a slight squint. Sharp angles start to round out, a very notice double chin and fat neck begin to form as I find it more difficult to look down at my food.

I keep expanding after I finish eating. I look around in panic as I try to heap myself up from the seat. People start to gather around me and watch.

I ask for help! “What’s happening to me??” “Someone make it stop” but people only laugh, and joke about the blimp inflating before them.

“Look at her blow up!” “What a fatty!” They poke and jiggly my new and growing rolls and I’m unable to get out of my seat due to all the people surrounding me. I start to feel the sides of my ass droop down the sides of the seat, and my tummy press against the able. Im stuck!

“What a porker” “how big are you gonna get?” “Look at the fatty stick in her seat! What a greedy fat pig!” The comments keep coming while I sit there helpless and growing. I don’t admit it.. but it all feels so…good! The chair starts to creak.

The teasing continues.. “I bet fatty can’t even reach the end of her belly!” “She must be like 500lbs by now!” I feel my neck disappear into my fat, my bra snaps off.. I’m in such a euphoric state as it’s all happening. It feels good to expand, to be so jiggly, so embarrassing, so hot, so scary!

The funnily the seat under me breaks, and I plop down as a jiggly mass. The expanding has stopped. I make any attempts to pull myself up, receiving no help from my audience, only teasing and humiliation. When I finally get to my feet, the weight settles in.

I am ridiculously heavy, massive, jiggly! My pants are in neat shreds, pantries stretched to their limit, braw unhooked but still holding on by my tight shirt that has now become a crop top. I can’t see my feet, only a massive belly.

I start to always lay waddle down the isle, embarrassed of my state. As I go, I contemplate going to my car and leaving or to another store to buy larger clothes. People who pass me by stare, gawk, and humiliate me without control.

Red-faced I stay silent. Yeah, I’m a big fat pig now.. just like everyone says. And I secretly LOVE it.

[flowing-between-space]

Concept:

I’m using your pussy to edge myself while we cuddle under a blanket on the couch watching TV. We’re both just loosely paying attention while I slowly slide my cock in and out of you. Sometimes stopping just to let it twitch and pulse while it’s fully inside you. I have no intention of cumming any time soon. I just want to feel your pussy around my cock and see how you react to it.

I’m tracing my fingers across your skin and grabbing at your hips and thighs as I slowly fill you up over and over again. Your pussy is so warm around my cock. I can’t get enough of it. I just want more. I want to stay inside of you. Just edging. Just enjoying how good your pussy feels around my cock. I could cum at any moment, but I just love how this feels, how wet you sound as I slide into you, how you moan as I fill you up. I just love feeling this close to you, and I'm not at all ready to fill you with cum just yet.

We both barely know what’s going on in the show anymore. But it doesn’t matter. All that matters is how good this feels. How much I crave you and your pussy. How much I want to fill you with cum, but also how much I just want to keep enjoying this. Just bringing myself right up to the edge again and again but never going over it.

You reach your hand down between your legs and start rubbing your clit as I fuck you. But you’re not trying to edge yourself. No, you want to cum. You want to cum all over my cock and make me cum with you. You know I will. You know I can’t hold back when your pussy is constricting around my cock and you’re squirming around so vigorously. You know I’m going to fill you with cum. And you want it. You want to be full. You want every last drop in your pussy.

You rub your clit very slowly at first. Slow enough that I think you're just edging yourself with me. I love when you do that. I love watching you make yourself feel even better. But then you start rubbing your clit a little faster—a little harder—like you're trying to build yourself up to cum. And I notice. “Fuck babe, I see what you’re doing. You know that’s going to push me over the edge right?” You just moan back at me and keep rubbing your clit. Not letting up. Just getting yourself more and more worked up. Closer and closer to that edge.

“Fuck, okay baby. Do it. Cum all over my cock. I need to feel it. I need to feel you cum,” I say as I wrap my fingers around your neck and look you straight in the eyes, “cum for me.” I watch as your body starts to contort and shake. "Mmmm, yes babe. Fuuuck. Cum all over it." You grab my forearm with both hands and just hold on as an orgasm washes over your entire body. Your pussy gets so tight around my cock as you shake and squirm on it that I just can't hold back any longer. I can't stop myself from filling you with cum. I let out a long and deep moan as I lose control of my body and cum starts pouring out of my cock inside of you. I can hardly even hold your neck anymore. I just wrap my arms around you and hold tightly as the orgasm courses through my body, making me shake and squirm and moan with you. "Mmm, I fucking love cumming with you like that."

Eventually we calm down and our breathing returns to normal, but I never pull my cock out of you. I just leave it inside. Still moving it ever so slightly. Just to keep it hard. Just to keep it inside you. Just to keep feeling you. I’m not done with you yet.

[woundedoves]

requesting alhaitham + no.5!! 😋

al haitham x bottom gn!reader + body worship (NSFW)

a/n: can’t believe i managed to write something soft… waow… also i managed to write quite a bit today so im somewhat proud of myself… kinda…

warnings: none, surprisingly for this blog. just al haitham lovin’ every inch of you babe, you deserve this and more, dont forget <3

a stuttering breath escapes your lips as al haitham sucks on your right niple while pressing and prodding the other with his thumb; watching you with utmost attention, as if he’s trying to etch the sight of you into a core memory, trying to etch the way he fingers your hole into a muscle memory so that he’ll never forget what it feels like to have his other half with him.

he loves the way your chest heaves when his fingers find that sweet spot of yours that makes you a soft mess; curling his fingers and thrusting them harshly to hear you cry out his name. he loves the way your eyes roll back as he works his tongue on your sex while his fingers never stop their assault on your tight hole he loves so fuckin’ much.

fuck, the way your body just melts into his hands when he thrusts his fat cock in that tight warm hole, the way your skin stretches under his fingertips as he squeezes your ass for dear life to control himself and not fuck into you so hard you won’t feel your legs for hours. he loves the way you squeeze his cock, the way you softly moan his name and allow him to set his own pace so that it’s not too overwhelming for him as well.

he loves that you can just feel when he’s reached his limit, even if no one has cum, even if you weren’t satisfied; you softly put your hand on his shoulder and tell him that it’s alright with the softest smile ever, making him his favourite tea for him to relax. on the topic of expressions, he loves seeing that soft smile of yours turn into the sluttiest eye roll as you whine and cry for him to cum inside; loves the way your hole tightens as he cums inside, to milk him of every drop he has.

he loves the way your mouth takes his cock, slowly as your pretty fingers wrap around the base. the way you drool on his cock when his pre-cum leaks, moaning on it, sucking it like its your favourite thing to eat. loves the way your eyes widen when he hold you by your hair, loves the way your eyes close in ecstasy as he uses your mouth like a fleshlight.

loves the way you smile after it all, the way you hug onto his body, the way you whine when he gets you up to shower immediately after the act. loves the way you shiver when the water’s too cold for you, loves the way your lips feel so right against his. loves the softness of your skin when he leaves a kiss on your forehead as you fall asleep in his arms. he loves you whole, even the things you see as ‘flaws’. to him, your body is his home when he’s lost and his comfort when everything gets too much.

[sunny1616]

Ready

Rafe Cameron x pregnant reader

Summary: You're about to give birth to your twin boys.

Warnings: pregnancy

"Rafe!! I think my water broke!!" You were on the phone with Rafe while in the kitchen getting a snack when all of a sudden you felt wetness down your legs. On the other end of the line you heard nothing but silence.

"WHAT NOW?!... Okay. Thats completely fine. Wooo. Oh my god its happening!!" Rafe was freaking out on the other end trying to gather himself so he could figure out what to do next.

"Rafe! Dont freak out. We both planned for this. Now, im going to-"

"Skrew the plans!!! Go sit on the couch. Stay on the line and wait for me to come home!!"

"Babe, don't worry my bag is packed and im fine. I was just going to clean myself up and change into something else. Then I'll wait for you. I'll see you soon. Just drive safely!"

"*pant* Yea. *pant* Okay. You're right. *pant* We got this. *deep breathe* hang tight for 15mins I'm coming."

"Haha yeah, we got this. Be careful! Bye!"

You end the call, then find some paper towels to toss on the wet spots on the ground. Then you go into your closet and attached master bathroom to clean up and then decide to take a quick shower since you have the time. You then put on some wideleg sweatpants and a comfy stretchy t-shirt on to go on top of your belly.

You are sitting on the floor with all your things packed in your bags for a few days in the hospital. You're doing your final checks when you hear Rafe come in behind you. You twist around to greet him, but he reaches you quick hugging you and rubbing your belly while giving multiple kisses on your temple. You hold onto his arms keeping yourself in his embrace.

"Hey baby, how are you doing? Im sorry I didn't get here sooner. Traffic was crazy. Have you already finished packin? Did you shower?!" From his surprised features, you can clearly tell that this is not going the way he thought.

"Yeah, haha. My contractions are only 15 minutes apart, and I've only had 2 so far, so i thought that i could time my shower in between. Then I just put my clothes on. Im just double-checking all this stuff, i already know we have everything. All that's left is your stuff, and you getting ready. Then heading to the hospital!! Im excited!! But also nervous, haha." You take his silence as shock and relief and how great your doing.

"I'm glad you're all ready to go. I guess ill just change and get this stuff in the car. You just relax, ill do the rest. We'll be in the hospital right away." He then meets your lips with a kiss and gets up and heads to the closet.

"You don't need to rush! Hospital protocal usually says that we should go in when contractions are only 5mins apart. So we still have time! You can shower if you want!"

"You're amazing, you know that? I still say we go before it reaches that point since you're having twins!" He then pops out of the closet after changing and then picks up the packed luggage and carries it downstairs.

"True true. But baby, where's your stuff? i couldn't find it in the closet?" You say loudly so he can hear you from downstairs.

"It's already in the car. I've had my hospital bag in there for a few days now. Don't come downstairs yet! I'll come get you!" You roll your eyes at that. But are so happy that everything is happening at a smooth pace. You then go to get up to find your sweater and Rafe gets back upstairs and is at the door.

"Ready?" He smiles at you.

"More than ever!" You give him the biggest grin.

He then leads you down the stairs, which you admit feels safer with his since you can barely see the steps under your belly.

Rafe then gets you into the shotgun seat of the car and gives you a kiss. He gets around to the other side and starts driving to the hospital. You have a contraction on a red light. But a few handsqeezes with Rafe and controlled breathing exercises get you through.

Once at the hospital reception desk. The nurse explains the paper work and gets you into a wheelchair and helps you to your room.

You then change into your delivery attire and are set into the bed with all the monitors and equipment. This is very real now.

The doctor comes every 2hrs and after 10hrs finally notifies you about your progression and tells you to start pushing.

"You're doing so good, sweetie. One more, you got this!" He's right there by your side giving holding your hand and the back of your neck. During a push, he helps you reach a deeper crunch by supporting your back.

After what feels like hours of pushing. You finally get the first baby out.

Authors note: should i do a pt2? Ive written past this point 3 times now but everytime i save, my progress keeps vanishing!😫 I'll only do it if anyone wants lol. Otherwise i hope you like it and thank you for reading! 💗