#just. knowing that there's water leaking through the base of the shower is making me not want to. I have a hard enough time with hygiene

[david-watts]

I haven’t really bitched about this yet but I have to at this point but. the guy who built the shower fucked up big time as we know and it’s going to destroy the floor fairly soon if we can’t get it repaired but! apparently if we just dry the floor (which has lichen growing on it!) and put silicon in the door it’ll be fine. guess who’s saying that! the same woman who threw out the paperwork (illegally, btw, there’s a certain amount of years you need to keep certain paperwork, and whilst grandpa did keep everything for twenty-one years which is iirc a very specific thing to do with minors and estates. definitely to do with a beneficiary coming of age. that doesn’t mean you should bin all paperwork asap. anyway it’s like eighteen months til we could legally bin that particular stuff but she did it anyway and it would’ve been sensible to keep it longer even if there hadn’t been problems with the thing since it was constructed). like. unless she wants to get the floor replaced she needs to quickly learn that we need to get someone in to fix this

[jammydodger3579]

Haircut

Summary: You give your boyfriend, Logan, a haircut at home.

A/N: I probably shouldn't admit this but I'm a hairdresser and this is just self gratification smut lmao.

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18+ for mature audiences only

800+ word count

Warnings: it's just straight-up smut, nothing else happens.

Imagine Logan cutting his hair in the bathroom mirror, struggling to get it to look even. You’ve just come home from a day in the salon to find your boyfriend in the bathroom, scissors in his hands as he’s cutting his hair. You gasp.

“What are you doing!?” You ask, causing him to look at you. He smiles. 

“Sorry, I needed a haircut,” He says bashfully. You sigh, going to the kitchen. You return to the bathroom with a dining table chair. 

“Sit” you instruct. Logan hands you the scissors. You scoff, kitchen scissors. You go to your hairdressing kit and pull out your scissors and a comb. You return to Logan, combing his hair with your fingers. “I can’t believe you didn’t ask me” 

“Didn’t think you’d want to after a long day” 

“I always have time to give you a haircut,” you say, sectioning his hair with the comb. You start cutting, pulling the hair up and trimming the ends. Logan watches you in the mirror, mesmerised by the concentrated look on your face. You love hairdressing, it’s your passion. You love Logan more and always want to give him a haircut. You work carefully, making sure to even out the big chunks that Logan carved into his hair. Once you’re done, you run your fingers through his hair once more, feeling if it needs to be thinned out. His breathing hitches, enjoying the intimacy of this. You smile, moving to be in front of him. “You’ll need to have a shower” 

“I hope you join,” he says with a coy smile. You brush the hair off his shoulders before lifting his shirt over his head. He leans in for a kiss and you smile. 

“That’s not very professional” 

“I don’t care,” he says peppering more kisses across your face. 

“I will cut an eyebrow off” 

“Worth it” He lifts you and brings you into the shower, turning it on. You yelp at the sudden cold water hitting your back. Logan places you down in the shower, taking your shirt off you. He kisses you roughly, pushing his tongue in. You moan, fumbling with his belt buckle. You get down on your knees and pull Logan's pants down so you’re face-to-face with his shaft. You take it in your hands, stroking him up and down before taking it into your mouth. You can’t fit the whole thing in because of how large he is. He moans, putting one hand behind your head and the other on the shower wall. He moves your head with his hand, guiding you at the speed he wants to go. You have one hand at the base of his cock, the other on his hip for stability. His grip on your hair tightens, indicating he’s close to his end. You speed up, moving fast around his cock. He fills your mouth, and you swallow like the good girl you are, a little bit leaking out the side.

Logan uses his thumb to wipe it away before putting his thumb in his mouth to taste himself. You stand up and kiss him softly, your mouth still tasting like his seed. You kick your wet pants off to the side and submerge yourself under the water. You put some shampoo on your hands before running it through Logan’s hair. He moans, enjoying this. You gently massage his head, helping to release any tension in his scalp. “Do you know what you do to me, woman?” You smile. You gesture to the shower head and Logan takes the hint to wash his hair out. Once he’s done, he leans down and kisses you roughly. You smile and pull away. 

“I still have to condition your hair, sir” Logan let out a moan, grabbing you by the hips and lifting you onto his cock. He pressed you against the shower wall. He wraps a hand around your throat, lightly applying pressure the way you like it. You gasp at the change as he thrusts deeply into you, hitting your walls just perfectly. You wrap your legs around his waist, your hands in his hair. He’s rough, pounding deep, fucking you against the shower wall. You can feel your walls clench around his throbbing cock, both of you close to climax. “L-Logan, I’m close” you moan out. 

“I know baby girl,” he kisses you passionately, dominating your mouth with his tongue. You’re getting louder, moaning his name as you cum around him. It’s not long before Logan joins you, filling you with his seed. You tighten your legs around his waist, not wanting him to leave. Logan keeps thrusting, letting you ride out your high for as long as possible. You’re a sweaty mess, the steam from the shower not helping. Logan eventually places you down, keeping his hands on you as you get your footing. “Fucked you so good, you can’t walk, huh bub?”

“Yes sir,” you say with a coy smile, knowing it turns Logan on. “Now I’m still gonna need to finish your hair”

"Yes ma'am"

[parkerluvsu]

you showed up after work, im bathin' your body/touch you in places only i know

art wipes the sweat from his brow, satisfied with temperature currently in the sauna. he flexes his shoulders, muscles relaxing with the heat. art quickly feels himself getting a little too warm, wrapping his towel loosely around his waist and stepping out of the sauna with a sigh of relief. art runs his fingers through his hair, pulling the wet strands away from his face. he sits down on the bench next to his locker mustering his energy to go shower and rinse the sweat off of his body. he flinches slightly when a hand is placed on his shoulder, relaxing when he looks up and sees your face. "how'd you get in here?" art questions you, not mad that you're here. "just pretended i was going to the women's locker.. you told me you would be the only one here today so i thought id come surprise you.." you lean down, kissing the heated skin of his shoulder, admiring the freckles that are scattered over his back. art stands up, dropping his towel on the ground and holding out his hand to you, "come shower with me?"

you're wet and you're warm just like our bathwater/can we make love before you go?

you get up and follow him into the shower room, smiling up at him as he turns the faucet on, shivering at the first droplets of cold water before it turns warm. art rests his head on your shoulder, running his hands down your wet skin. "glad you're here.." he mumbles into your skin, slowly starting to rock his hips into the small of your back. "please can i.." art snakes his arm towards your stomach, moving it down to cup your cunt, nimble fingers trying to swirl around your clit. you moan, tipping your head back onto his shoulder behind you. nodding, you help art guide himself into you, whining at the stretch as art grips your hips so tight he may leave bruises in the shape of his hands. he shudders when he presses himself fully into you, balls smushed up against you in a way that makes you moan and back your hips into him. "you're so fuckin' warm.." he groans into you, obviously exhausted after a long day of practice but you can tell this is what he needs, moving his hips quickly and sharply into you. art moves your body for you, almost using you for his own pleasure, but you don't mind, happy to just have him holding you in the warm rinse of the shower.

the way you say my name makes me feel like im that -/but im still unemployed

"art.." you moan his name, almost feeling like it's being punched out of you with the strength of his thrusts, knowing that if someone even peeked into the locker room they would be able to hear what was going on. you try to hold onto him as best you can, with both of you sliding against each other with the water making your skin slick. art gathers himself enough that he's able to rub at your cit again, and the feeling of his fingers, his cock, his body lean and strong behind you and the water.. it's almost too much. it’s so much stimulation that you find yourself unable to stop your orgasm from crashing over the edge and art is right behind you, pumping ropes of his cum into you and fucking it back in even after he’s got nothing left to give. he doesn’t stop until there’s a creamy ring at the base of his cock and it’s leaking out all over the inside of your thighs, quickly getting washed into the drain. you look behind you and art is almost pouting, sad that evidence of all his hard work went, literally, down the drain. you lean up to kiss him softly, smiling against his lips. "cmon art, ill make it up to you" art matches your smile as you lower your knees to the tiled floor of the shower <3

[the-californicationist]

he cleans up nice

Captain John Price has a medal ceremony and you help him get ready for his big event.

Warning: face fucking, domination/submission, literal boot-licking

The desire to breathe was overriding your ability to stay still. Because his cock was so thick, and because he shoved it deep enough to block your airway, you were losing control of your movements, your body writhing and squirming to free itself, tears running down your face as your system tried whatever it could to force you to take a breath. The tiles were slippery and cold on your shins as you shifted your weight, desperate to get oxygen into your lungs. He moved his hand from your jaw to the back of your head and held you snugly there, shushing you,

“Shh, baby. Count to ten for me. That’s it. Be good for me, alright?”

You nodded as much as his grip allowed and moved forward, nuzzling the dense hair around the base of his cock, lapping your tongue around his edges, moaning loudly and feeling the vibrations through your mouth. Hot, slick drool escaped the corner of your lip and ran down his skin. Your throat began to clench on its own, gagging with panic. 

John pulled himself from you quickly, making loud sticky noises as he did, your body gasping for air as it recovered. 

“Deep breath, sweetheart. So good. You did so good for me, you know that? Such a beautiful little slag, hm? Loves that cock.”

Without much hesitation, he fed himself back into your swollen mouth. You instinctively tried to push him back, begging with your bloodshot eyes for mercy, and he looked down with his brow furrowed,

“Uh, oh. It’s big, innit? That throat feels so fuckin’ brilliant. Lemme feel it, baby. Just wanna feel it again. Fuck, yes!”

John thrust his cock in and out of your mouth fully for three or four pounding strokes, head thrown back in joyous agony, leaking precome onto your tongue, salty-sweet and warm. 

He’d put you in the shower without the water on, playing with your nipples and kissing your neck at first, just sweet as a first love’s touch, but he had other plans. 

Kissing turned to licking. Licking turned to teeth, and with them he’d subdued you, not allowing you to come but keeping you dripping, drawing out more and more of your fluid onto his hands, smearing it onto your lips and thighs, eating it off of his hands.

By the time he even allowed you to fall to your knees, you were practically begging to taste him, mewling and whining, your hands constantly fondling his growing length, eager like an addict. 

And now, here you were, bruised and swollen, pink from your struggle, full of his hardness and sore from his challenging girth. He smiled down at you,

“Let me hear your screams. Scream my name around that cock. You look so hot when your mouth is full of me. Bloody hell, look at that.”

“Mmh?” You made an attempt, struggling to keep your eyes open you were so drunk from his power. 

“Oh, fuck. Again,” he groaned, bucking forward uncontrollably. 

“Mmhn! Mmhn, mmm,” you poured gasoline on his fire.

“Fuuuuuckkin’ hell. You wanna taste my come?”

“Mm hm,” you nodded, playing with your swaying breasts as he fucked your face against his hands. 

“So goddamn pretty. Fuck -” John rutted forward, almost losing his balance as he spilled himself into your mouth, filling your cheeks with his melting saltiness. Cruelly, he forced himself back down, making you swallow him in order to have access to the air again. 

“John!” You gasped as he released you, sitting on the tile beside you, panting just as hard as you were. 

He chuckled darkly, jerking his softening cock in slow movements,

“C’mere, love. Clean me up with that tongue of yours.”

You bent forward, awkward against the biting tile, trying to lick the stray come on his shaft and balls, dutiful and diligent. 

“Mmm, good girl. You’re so damn pretty when you’ve got my come on your lips like that. Gonna make me late for my speech.”

Captain John Price was receiving a Medal of Honor tonight, and Laswell had to threaten him with trainee duty in order for him to agree to attend. It was more meaningless “chest candy” - as Soap liked to call it - and he couldn’t have cared less. 

“Can’t wait to see you all dressed up. You know how much I like you in that uniform, babe,” you kissed his neck chastely, begging for attention again, needy and wet from your work. 

“Wish we could just stay in. I can smell your needy little cunt from here, and I wanna fill you up,” he stole your mouth to kiss and suck on your lips, not caring if he was covering you in spit and tasting his own come. 

“Come on,” he said, breaking away for a moment, “Shower with me so I can play with you, baby.”

He helped you up and turned on the steaming water. It sprayed over your skin and made you dizzy from its heat. John held you in his arms and rubbed you down with soap, smearing it all over your breasts and plucking at your nipples indulgently. 

You felt sparks rush through your core, and you struggled to form a coherent thought. Under his heavy control, you found yourself pliant and exceedingly needy. 

“John, please. I need…please?”

“You need to come, don’t you? Is that what you’re beggin’ me for?”

“Yes,” you nuzzled against him, canting your hips shamelessly, presenting yourself to him like you were in heat, “Can you help me, please?”

“Sweet girl, so desperate, hm?”

John kissed your neck through the stream of hot water and sank his thick fingers deep into your pussy, thrusting in and out, curling his fingertips to press into your walls. His thumb drew languid circles around your clit as you trembled in his grasp, screaming and nearly crying from the searing pleasure. 

“That’s it, baby. Use my hand to get off. Just like that. My pretty fucking slut, so good for me.”

“John - ah, fuck…” you lost your breath and gasped. The sensations rolled through you like a storm, lightning and thunder rumbling in your belly, flinging you into his chest to be crushed into his huge, looming frame. 

He cradled you as you recovered, washing your hair and his, kissing you when and how he wanted, touching you when and how he wanted, claiming you as he saw fit. You surrendered to him, fully under his thrall. Price helped towel you off, and he braided your hair reverently. 

You remained fully naked, but you began to help him dress for his event. His SAS dress uniform was black with a red stripe down the leg, a red sash, and a white belt. You zipped the fly of his pants and buttoned it together, making sure it sat exactly right on his waist. You helped him button his jacket, each one of the gold buttons slipping into the soft holes easily. 

The silver belt buckle slipped into its socket, clicking securely into place. His huge shoulders and wide chest stretched the expensive fabric and swelled beneath it. 

One by one, he held each of his medals in his hand, and you knew what was coming next. 

“Go on, baby. Shine them up for me," He held the medal out to you and you licked your tongue across it, behaving as if the sharp stars were the soft head of his cock. Each time you finished your work, he allowed you to pin the medal to his chest, making sure each one was straight and true. Then, it began again. With each new medal, Price breathed harder and harder, his voice becoming strained as he praised you,

“Such a good fuckin’ girl. Fuck…”

When you were through with the chest candy, you pinned his spaulders and his sash. The silk felt cool to the touch. It clipped at his waist and you knelt between his knees as he sat, lifting his foot for you to put on his socks. He put his boots on, but waited for you to tie them. You laced his boots with experienced precision and looked up to admire your work. 

He smiled down at you, glittering in his uniform, looking like a king,

“Thank you, baby. You take such good care of me. My sweet girl. You have one job left, you know…”

You nodded, blushing. You bent down on the ground and licked the edges of his boots, tasting the leather and smelling the oil on the laces. He pet your head and kissed your cheek when you finished, comforting you,

“You better be ready when I get back, baby. I’m not finished with that gorgeous mouth.”

[wol-fica]

shamelessly requesting for a smut with any JO char that gives g!p r head when r is asleep 👉🏻👈🏻👉🏻👈🏻

based on this:

https://twitter.com/_maiqo/status/1661162706739638272?s=20

summary - ^ (in the link)

an - that comic did something to me…

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Tara hummed softly to herself, throwing her dirty laundry in the washing machine. She had just finished taking a shower after her nap and her workout, and was now planning on organizing and cleaning the apartment after a spurt of energy came to her.

She turned on the machine, before opening the dryer to get out the fresh load she did earlier. The clothing was warm on her finger tips, sending a pleasant chill down her spine from the heat.

After settling the laundry basket on her hip, she strolled out of the scullery to head to the bedroom to fold the clothes. Tara was aware of you sleeping, you had told her you were probably going to take a nap after school, which is why she found you passed out on your shared bed.

She smiled at the sight, gazing at your sleeping figure for a moment. You stirred slightly, a soft mewl passing through your lips as you rolled onto you back. Tara cooed at you, taking out her phone to snap a picture before going into your shared closet to silently put away her clothes.

She slid an airpod into her ear while she worked, quietly singing and dancing along while she folded her garments. Her music was loud, but not loud enough to drown out the noises you started to create. At first she thought you were just dreaming, being that you were huffing and mumbling, but that soon turned into pathetic sounding whimpers and whines that had her concerned.

So she came out of the closet, her eyes finding your body shifting uncomfortably in your sleep. She frowned, coming around the bed in thoughts of waking you up until she saw what was making you so squirmy.

There, under the conceal of your slightly tight grey sweatpants, was a large bulge. Tara’s eyes widened, her gaze focused on the rather huge tent in your pants. She glanced at your exposed stomach, her pupils expanding at the flex of your abs and the line of dark hair leading into your sweats.

“Oh sweetie…” She mumbled, kicking off her shoes and shorts before climbing onto the bed with you.

She knew you needed your sleep, the nap was well awaited and very much useful for you tomorrow, so she planned on making sure you stayed that way.

She watched you inhale deeply, before her hands grabbed the hem of your sweats and pulled. Your cock spring free, standing at a tall 7 1/2 inches, with its veins throbbing and a small amount of precum leaking at the tip. You were big, the biggest Tara had ever seen and taken, but she wasn’t complaining in the slightest.

Her mouth watered as she pushed your legs up and apart, so they were bent at the knee and spread open for her. She got a good view of your balls, large and twitching as you dreamt about god knows what. She squeezed them slightly, before diving in with a broad lick up your shaft.

You groaned, hips bucking up slightly at the feeling. Her tongue reached your tip, catching the precum that was leaking out. She licked her lips, savoring the sweet taste of you before opening her mouth to take your tip in.

Her lips wrapped around you, tongue expertly licking and massage your sensitive top. You whined above, your thighs twitching in Tara’s grasp. She hummed in response, taking more inches into her mouth before you were sat snugly in the back of her throat.

“Mmph!” You moaned, one of your hands sliding down into her hair, “T-Tara!”

Her eyes snapped up to you, seeing your head thrown back into the pillow and your lips parted in a guttural moan. She smiled around your length, her tongue sliding up and down your shaft that sat in her throat.

Tara loved having you like this, enjoying the control she has over you. It was different from when you were buried in her pussy, that feeling was more intoxicating and pleasurable, while sucking you off was more satisfying and relaxed. She knew she was giving you the pleasure you needed, and she knew you very much loved it as getting a blowjob was one of your favorite things.

“Baby…” You whined, hips bucking up, “Please…deep throat me…”

She blushed at your forwardness but complied, opening her jaw wider to take the rest of you in. Soon, her nose bumped against your abdomen, the head of your cock nestled deep in the back of her throat.

She gagged around you, taking a long inhale through her nose before licking and sucking around your member. You cried out her name, both hands now in her hair to try to get her even closer. Slurping noises could be heard throughout the bedroom, mixed in with Tara’s muffled moans of satisfaction.

The knot tightened, a familiar feeling growing until it snapped abruptly. You came with a cry of her name, your cum shooting straight into her stomach. She swallowed greedily, throat bobbing with each suck.

“F-fuck…okay okay…” You pulled on her hair, trying to get her off due to overstimulation.

She giggled, pecking your sensitive tip before crawling up to sit on your abdomen. Her hands cupped your face, leaning down to kiss you passionately.

“That was extremely spontaneous.” You mumbled against her lips, feeling yourself harden when her ass bumped against your cock.

“Mmm, and you should let me spontaneously ride you.” Tara suggested, grabbing the hem of her shirt to pull it over her head.

She reached behind her to unclasp her bra, letting the garment fall and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her breasts spilled free, round and plump and waiting to be sucked on.

“Let me sit up.” You murmured, moving to do so while Tara got your own shirt off of you.

“God…your abs are sexy as fuck.” She observed, running her hands along your muscles, “So toned…”

You chuckled, pulling her hips up and back so your tip could run through her folds. She hissed at the feeling, pushing your hands away so she could have control. You let her, watching with blown pupils as she slowly lowered herself onto you.

She let out a hefty moan, her face scrunched at the feeling of you being so deep. Her walls pulsed around you, warm and velvety. Soon, her hips began to rock back and forth, creating an easy rhythm for her to follow.

Tara shuttered, moaning your name freely as she worked. Your hands found solace on her waist, kneading and pushing her as you pleased. You encouraged her, pulling her up and slamming her back down on your length to suggest a proper bounce.

She complied, adjusting herself before beginning to bounce up and down on your cock. The sight of your penis appearing and then disappearing back into her had you feeling like you were on cloud nine. With each slam of her hips, a large bulge appeared in her stomach from the sheer deepness that you achieved.

She kept going, resting her hands on your chest to give herself leverage. Her tanned skin had a sheet of sweat on it, creating a glossy look for her. Her hips grinded down into yours, causing you both to moan at the feeling.

“Damn babe….you look so good in my lap.” You praised, squeezing the fat of her ass, “So pretty and perfect.”

Tara moaned in response, rocking herself harder on top of you. She was chasing her high, clearly seeking the satisfaction of cumming. Your patient was wearing thin, and soon broke when her pace slowed slightly.

So you grabbed her by her hips, forcing her down onto your thickness before flipping you both over on the bed. Your hips pulled back before slamming into her, pounding away at a fast pace that had her losing her breath with each thrust.

Your head dipped down, mouth finding solace with sucking her nipple. Her hands clawed at you, your name being screamed as her walls clamped down tightly. She came with a loud cry, her back arching prettily while a gush of wetness covered your penis.

That didn’t stop you though, and you brought her straight into another orgasm as you finally found yours. Your hips drilled into her until you pushed yourself as deep as you could go, pumping and humping pathetically against her while you came.

“Fuck.” You breathed, letting Tara run her fingers through your hair, “That was…I…”

“Shhh.” She murmured, kissing your temple and pulling your face into her neck, “You still need that nap.”

“While I’m still inside of you?” You questioned, sleep crowding your senses as she scratched your scalp.

“Just go back to napping.” She cooed, teasingly squeezing you, “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

You purred, giving her a sudden pump of your hips that made her squeal in surprise, before pushing her legs up onto your shoulders and pounding yourself back into her.

“Screw napping, I wanna fuck you.” You whispered into her ear while she screamed your name.

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[treedaddymcpuffpuff]

Good Cop, Bad Cop feat. John Wick

Basically Soft!JW and Mean!JW brain rot - can’t get this shit outta my head or my drafts. Do not read this. I had to take a damn shower after I wrote it. NSFW / Eplicit Content / hitting & name-calling & dubcon

Of course, he’s soft John, who holds opens doors, pulls out chairs, gives away his coat

Little kisses all over your face til’ his jaw is sore just to make you breathless and giggly

Sickeningly sweet and charming, magnetizing in his kindness 

Master of tickle fights 

Deep laughter that rumbles through his entire body

Languid, big tongue never in a hurry

Of course, he takes mental note of your erogenous zones and sensitive spots

Makes sure you come first 

John Wick sucks toes. If you’re ticklish, oh well, he’s putting your foot in his mouth and holding you down or tying you up. Also gives fantastic foot massages with hands and tongue. 

Patient, frustrated John, big plump tip leaking and twitching, giving your fluttering cunt time to stretch and settle around it

Holding your hips down into the mattress and suckling your bloated pussy until the blue light of dawn - until he drinks you dry - don’t worry, though, he’s got the bottle of unscented, water based lube right there and plenty of saliva to keep you slippery - “we don’t want you to chafe, baby,” he coos, worrying a sloppy kiss to your overworked clit

He’s self-aware enough to recognize that his smooth voice is an effective weapon, especially when he’s talking you through taking his cock. Man of few words doesn’t mean he can’t use them the exact right way

“That’s my girl.” “Yeah, that feel good?” “Right there?” “Look at you.” “Gorgeous,” thrust, “irresistible,” thrust, “so fuckin’ sexy.”

Don’t get me started on the Russian dirty talk. Do you know what he’s saying? Absolutely not. Is it still more effective than English? Absolutely yes.

But, realistically, there’s also bully John, who always gets what he wants one way or another

Doesn’t matter how tough you think you are, this man is made of tall, corded muscle. 

Huge, mean, committed and determined, stalking toward you and letting you know, without words, that you’re fucked

Doesn’t matter how soft he tries to be, there’s still that rough undertone that always gets the best of him

You know he’s such a sweetie, but he gets so jealous sometimes. It’s to the point where he doesn’t let you touch yourself or use vibrators unless he’s controlling the scene

The charade of your innocence is over when, one night, you’re drunk, straddling his lap and kissing his collar and you can tell he’s trying not to fuck you stupid

“John,” you say, “you know I’m a big girl. You can do what you want.”

“It’s gonna hurt,” he replies, smoothing over your flushed cheekbone

“Good,” you tell him, “hurt me.”

You’ll live to regret it

He feels a little guilty that that’s all the more coaxing he needs to keep you stuffed full of his dick and crying from overstimulation as often as he can

“We’re lucky you’re on birth control,” he grits out, the wet slap of his balls against your ass as he destroys your cervix 

More filthy, awful shit from his mouth as he manhandles you into a position where he can bite your flesh and whisper in your ear and bottom out in the sanctuary of your cunt

“Cockdrunk slut, huh?” - “It would be easier if this stubborn pussy would ever loosen up a little bit. Shame.” 

He keeps you fat and red and sore and full of cum, always 

You stopped begging him for reprieve - eventually

Heavy handed John, bruising your ass a little too much, hitting you hard enough to make your teeth knock together. 

One day, he’s gonna keep you locked up in a big house, collar around your neck, always wearing too-tight clothes and overly feminine fetish outfits that would make a stripper blush 

Run, hide, fight 

There’s no getting away from the Boogeyman

Plus, he likes the chase

[patroxlos]

home base . ch4

"friends who sleep on call with each other" - 2.4k words

ultraman: rising (2024). kenji sato x reader

master post. ao3 link.

previous: ch3. "friends who believe in mpreg"

next: ch5. "friends who fuck things up"

With his dad back to help him with the Baby, Ken needs to call you to check if you are okay.

You nearly fall back into old habits. ---

Ring…

Ring…

One thing Ken loves likes appreciates about you is that no matter the timezone or how busy you are, you always pick up the phone for him.

Ring…

Ring…

Sorry, your call is not—

Okay, so he exaggerates sometimes.

Ken flops on his bed post-shower, hair still damp as he throws his phone to the side. Mina flits around nearby to ensure that he finally sleeps tonight while his dad watches over the baby in the basement. And he is trying his best to. His joints are begging him to succumb to his fatigue, and he can barely keep his eyes open. Yet, he still lay awake. He knows what he needs.

Mina worries like a mother hen, hovering over the bed. “If you would like, I can run one of the simulations instead if she won’t answer,” she offers.

“No Mina, it still makes me feel a little creepy,” he grumbles.

Her mechanical whirring grows a bit louder. “It would just be for a few minutes. No one has to know.”

Okay, tempting. “...Can you run a quick one?”

Before Mina could start up the projector, his phone lights up with a familiar ring tone. He never dove so fast to answer a call.

His phone nearly slips out of his grasp as he fumbles to press the green button—

You are greeted by a freshly showered Ken Sato through the video call. You sit up straighter on your bed as you blink, bleary.

“Hey,” his relief leaks through your phone speaker. Though it is a bit dim in his room, his camera still caught the crinkle of his eyes as he saw you. “You’re okay. I saw in the news you got picked up by a—”

“You ever heard of a shirt?” You cut him off.

“You know I don’t sleeping with one.” He chuckles when he sees you roll your eyes.

“Whore. No wonder you’re knocked up.”

“Think about who you are slutshaming.” You see him ease into his bed, hearing his soft yawn as he lies down on his left side. “Stress isn’t good for our baby.”

“You know, you don’t have to baby trap me into staying, as the gossip mag claimed. Our fight at the Yakisoba place last night wasn’t the end of the world.” That fight felt worlds away now given all that happened to you in the past few hours.

Ken laughs nervously. “Honestly, I was scared that the article ruined our friendship even further.”

You  lie down on your right side and put your face close to the camera, eyebrows scrunching. “Worse things have been written about us.”

“Never a pregnancy though.”

“That one article about me, claiming I was double-timing you and Yuzu, was a lot worse.”

“I still don’t get what you saw in him,” he grunts. “And will you stop calling him Yuzu? He publicly broke up with you.”

You aren’t stupid. You know exactly why Ken hated your most recent former boyfriend, Yuzuru Hanyu. Hell, Ken used to respect the guy so much as a fellow athlete until you started dating him. He does not have to say it out loud for you to know the reason. He knows you know. Neither of you have ever addressed it.

“It’s been a year, it was mutual, and he’s still my friend,” you point out as you adjust your covers over your left shoulder, a flash of deep red seen briefly.

“Yeah well you tell him— woah wait, hold the phone up to your arm.” The sudden urgency of his request nearly jolts you awake.

You bury yourself into the covers a bit more. “It’s fine. Doesn’t really hurt.”

“That’s not what I’m asking.”

“I thought this was a sleep call, since the last time you asked for one was three weeks ago. You look like you haven’t had a good night’s—”

“Can you stop changing the subject and show me your arm?” He snaps, his fatigue making him irritable. A drop of water from his damp hair hits his camera, which he promptly wipes away. “I called you because I heard you were grabbed by a kaiju.”

“So you don’t want me to help you sleep? You always tell me you pass out like a baby when I help.” You try to lift the mood but he wasn’t having it.

“Arm. Now,” He scolds, like you are a dog.

You scoff at his tone, but you brought your left arm from out under the covers. You use your mouth to tug up your sleeve as you held your phone with the other hand to show him the fresh, angry bruisings imprinted on your skin.

“Oh god—”

“It’s just from when that tiny kaiju picked me up. It squeezed me a little bit but I’m just glad its claws didn’t scratch me.” You push your sleeve back down.

“I’m so sorry.” For some reason, his apology sounds so personal.

“It’ll be fine,” you try to soothe him through the call. If you two were together in person, you would have reached forward to squeeze his arm. “It is going to fade away in a week. I got it checked too before I went home, nothing was broken. I’m still here.”

He mumbles something to himself, and you strain your ears to hear a guilt-filled this is all my fault. You don’t really understand what he means by it, but perhaps it is just grief making him say strange things. It is hard when those you cared for get taken too soon by a monster. A multitude of families all across Tokyo struggle to cope with the losses they have sustained, and the entire city lives in fear that it will happen to them.

“Kenji? Are you alright?” You ask slowly. His face is blank, save for the misery that shone in the crease of his forehead.

He closes his eyes, trying to relax his face. “...Can you just keep talking…”

“You wanna sleep?” You start thinking about what to talk about this time. Often, he likes hearing about your day the most. However, not much has happened to you today save for the incident.

He nods.

“Okay.” You talk about the company and the work you have been doing— how often times it feels like a 24/7 shift. You know he only wants to lie down and listen, so you warm up to give a lengthy discussion about numbers and recent data points in market research that you found interesting— maybe it will bore him to sleep. His even, measured breathing tells you that he is close to. While there is so much for you to talk about your work, you begin to start running out of things you actually want to discuss. You are also getting sleepy, and you even have to rest your hand holding your phone on the pillow since your fingers are getting too tired to secure it in your grip. You are about to draw a blank, but your mind wanders to when you were stumbling on the roof of a building earlier that evening.

Oh, you think. Maybe he will find it a little funny. Haven’t messed with him in a while.

“Also, is it just me or has Ultraman gotten hot?”

You startle when his eyes suddenly shoot open. “I’m sorry— who?!”

“The 40-meter superhero?”

“Him?!” His voice is alert but hoarse, his throat pushing out words amidst his drowsiness.

You laugh freely at his reaction, bringing up your thumb to your mouth to bite a little on your nail as you explain yourself. “I dunno, he… I never really thought about him like that, being a giant and all but maybe it is because I never came close or spoken to him before…he saved me earlier from that kaiju and I kinda found it hot? Just being so tiny in his palms—”

“Please stop talking.” You have never seen such a conflicted face on him before.

“Why? You jealous he has a killer waist?”

“I can tell you that that is the furthest thing I am feeling right now.”

“You know he knew my name too,” you continue, failing to notice the way he freezes. “Do you know the theory that Ultraman is like a human guy when there aren’t any monsters? I bet he knows me from the internet or something,” you giggle.

“Yeah, of course he knows who you are…Who wouldn’t?” You mistake his nervousness as sarcasm.

Can’t he just let you have a little celebrity crush? “Kenji, it’s not like I’m going to fuck him. He’s all smooth down there and I don’t even know if his mouth works like that.”

“Can we talk about anything else? Please, I can’t fall asleep to this…” He grumbles with half of his face buried in his pillow, strands of hair sticking to his forehead.

“Maybe you can’t sleep because your pillow is all wet from your hair. Should I come over and teach you how to dry it properly?” You joke.

“Yeah?” He rasps, eyes heavy. “You wanna come over?”

He is nearly about to pass out, fatigue causing his mental filters to lower. He doesn’t know what he’s saying.

That does not stop your throat from going a bit dry.

You were quiet for a bit too long. “Kidding,” he mumbles.

You let out the breath you were holding, looking away from the screen.

“Too much stuff is going on,” he continues. “My dad is here and I’m struggling to adjust to the fact that he might stay with me for a while.”

“You’re speaking to Professor Sato again?” While you are hopeful that this will be a step toward the right direction for the father and son, you worry about what exactly is happening in Kenji’s life that he cannot tell you. You cannot imagine what would bring him to ignore his closest friend in favor of confiding to his estranged father. Perhaps it was a personal family matter.

He sighs, signalling that he is not in the mood to talk about it–he never is–and you let it go.

“I know you said that you can’t put in the effort right now to maintain our friendship, but,” you pause, unsure if what you will say will help. “I miss you.”

His shoulders shake as he laughs. It fills your bedroom. “Fuck you have no idea.”

“It’s just been some time since you have called me for sleep help.”

He does not respond immediately, but you clearly see how deep his eyebags are— or actually, have been, the past few months. “You told me…to call you when I need someone. I really…really need you… I wish you were here…”

The call falls silent. It strikes you suddenly how your bed feels emptier than normal.

You wonder if it is worth the risk to fill it with one more body.

.

..

…

“Come over.”

His breath hitches.

You decide to say it a bit clearer, surer. “Come over. It…It doesn’t have to mean anything. We can just cuddle. I think…I think you need it.”

“I…” He clears his throat. “I thought you said—”

“It’s just one night.” You have no idea who you are trying to convince, but a dull ache begins to rise in your abdomen.

He slightly narrows his eyes, a little distrusting. “I don’t want to do this if you’re only doing it to make me feel better.”

“Kenji, I miss you.”

“Don’t say it like that.”

“I can send a car to pick you up if you’re too tired to bike here. I’ll let you go by the morning,” you try to entice him further. “Kenji…do you need me to tell you how much I need you? Because I do.”

He swallows loud.

“I need you.”

“Fuck— okay, I’ll be there.” he places down the phone so you are met with the view of his ceiling. You hear frantic movements in the background, a jingle of a belt buckle as he hurries to put on his pants.

“I’ll send the car—”

“Not fast enough. I’m awake enough to bike.” 

You couldn’t stop the grin from forming on your face. “This is such a bad idea.”

“Hey, no take-backs,” he barks to the phone from a distance. “We’ll deal with it in the morning.”

Once he finally picks it up again, you see he is dressed in a white shirt and leather jacket. The chain around his neck catches in the light. You slightly nibble on your bottom lip.

“I’m just coming over to inspect your bruises,” he gruffly justifies.

“Mmhm.”

“And I want to make it up to you for how MIA I’ve been the past few months.”

“Just how will you do that?” You let your voice drop slightly, and he groans at the tone.

“Nothing like what you’re thinking, perv. You said a cuddle is fine, and I’m too banged up for anything else.”

You giggle. “I did. I won’t stop you though if you wander a bit.”

“And I will stop you if you so much as touch—”

A crash was heard at the end of his line. You bolt up as you see him stumble and fall as if an earthquake rocked his house. The phone flies from his hand and the camera meets with the floor. More crashing was heard, and you hear a robotic voice which you recognize as his AI, Mina, enter the vicinity.

“Professor Sato needs help with—”

“I got it, I got it!” You hear Ken snap. He picks up the phone again, and his face is contorted with exasperation. From behind him, Mina floats in view.

“Hey, Mina…” You weakly greet her.

She greets you back. “Apologies, that Ken cannot go to you—”

“Now who decided that?!” He interjects, frustration exploding. “Can’t he handle it alone? Like I have for the past—”

Another loud bang is heard through the call. You wonder whether this was what he has been dealing with all this time. It definitely sounds…occupying. You struggle to temper your disappointment. “It’s okay, Ken. I understand.”

He grinds his teeth, but nods. “I am so sorry.”

“We know that it is a bad idea anyway,” you murmur back. “You coming here. Maybe this is a sign we shouldn’t…go back to old habits.”

His face is unreadable. “Good night. Call you soon.”

“I’ll tell my assistant to wait for your email…about my schedule,” you recall your previous conversation.

“I miss you,” he simply says.

“I miss you too.”

[daydreams-after-dark]

m!reader who likes being called good boy and showered with praise while he sucks Chan off+headpats? Rewarded when he takes chan whole? 🥹🥹🤗🤗

When I first glanced at this I thought it said "good boy in the shower", so you know what? That's the scene.

This is short, sweet and unedited.

Chan has got you in the shower with him. The water is hot and steam fills the room. You're so fucking drunk just from the sight of him standing there, his chiseled body making your cock achingly hard. You haven't even touched him yet.

"That's a good boy. Now kneel down for me... That's it." He places a hand on your shoulder and pushes you gently to your knees. He cups your cheek, then takes hold of your jaw, lifting it so he can look into your eyes. His eyes are burning into you, and your eyes are soft and hazy as Chan's thumb runs along your bottom lip.

"You know what to do, don't you?" He says in a measured tone.

"Yes, Master." You squeak.

"Of course you do. My good little cock slut." He releases your face and closes his eyes as he rests one hand on the tiled wall, the other on his own hip.

You take hold of the base of his cock, licking along the underside of the shaft, savoring the way every bulging vein feels along your tongue. Then you take the tip into your mouth and look up at Chan with innocent, big eyes.

He looks back down at you. "Show me how good you can be. I need to hear your pretty noises." he thrusts his hips forward, indicating he wants to go deep now.

You take him deep into your mouth, his cockhead pushing into the back of your throat. But you haven't taken all of him yet, and you must. You have to if you want to be rewarded. You have to if you want to come.

Chan moans long and low. "Such a perfect little boy. So good for me. You love cock don't you, hmm?" He coos.

You mumble around his cock.

"I can't hear you." Chan gently pulls you off his length and holds your face in both his hands. "Tell me, you love cock don't you?"

Your eyes are watering, and you're pretty sure you're drooling. "Yes. Yes Master. Love cock. Please... more. I need more."

"Anything for my baby. If you take all of me, then I'll let you come. How about that?"

You nod enthusiastically.

"Now, Channie needs to come. Do what you're made to do." He kept his hand on your head as you proceeded to take his cock again, this time managing to reach his pubic bone. Chan continued to praise and talk you through it, patting your head and whispering praise the entire time.

"Such a pretty mouth. Made to take my cock. So wet and warm. I could live in your mouth. Have you sit under my desk while I work. That's it... taking me so deep. So fucking deep, baby. Good... like that... Show me... Show me how bad your need it... How much you need my cum."

His words are soft and precious, but he's thrusting into you now. You can barely breathe, but that's how you like it. Who needs oxygen when you've got Bangchan's cock in your mouth?

"So good for me...just like that...suck a little harder for me baby... yes! yes! fuck!!! Baby, take me... swallow me up...grrr." He comes hard into the back of your mouth, panting, wrapping his fingers through your hair and holding you steady so he can empty every last drop inside you.

You sit back on your heels and watch Chan as he calms down and regains control. You love those few moments where he loses himself. All because of you. It makes you feel powerful.

But it doesn't take long for Chan to recover. He has you standing up, facing the wall. He snakes a hand around to take hold of your hard and leaking cock and starts to pump it. Your eyes practically roll into the back of your head when you feel a finger pressing against your rim, massaging it as your cock continues to be stroked.

Chan makes quick work of you, with you exploding and spurting cum all over the tiled wall.

Chan takes care of you, continuing to praise you and whispering sweet words as he washes your body and takes you to the bedroom. He's hard again and ready to fuck you now.

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[roadkillxd]

captain price w a breeding kink? 🧍🏽

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Thank you for awakening something in me. Sorry it's short.

Price x M!Reader ↪ 597 words — 18+ / SMUT.

Content tags — gen male submissive reader, cis male dominant Price, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy (of course), body worship, cock warming, butt plugs, aftercare, mild overstimulation, creampies, and edging.

Price

Price loves to fill you up, ‘till you can feel it heavy inside and you’re absolutely leaking his cum. 

Okay, yes, he’s a bit of an old man. He deals with a lot of stress. His refractory period isn’t what it used to be. That, however, will not stop him.

He edges you for fucking hours.

You know the second he cums in you, pulls out, and you feel that metal taper nudge your hole that you’re gonna be an unsatisfied mess in this bed for the next four or five hours.

Loves to plug you up, to keep it all in, and then tease you until he’s able to go again, whether that’s thirty minutes or a full sixty. 

Suckles and laps at your pulsing flesh. Pinches the base hard to make you cry out, the pain pushing your orgasm away when you get too close for his liking. 

He’s so romantic about it, as if he isn’t actively torturing you. 

Kisses you so slow and sweet, licks into your mouth, purrs praise at you in that deep accent of his, telling you how good you’re being, how patient, like you have any say in the matter.

Loves to suck on your nipples and massage your pecs. Very good way to stimulate you without risking you coming too soon. Adores the needy little sounds you make as you arch against his mouth and hands, desperate for more.

It isn’t until the second time he does this that he murmurs about breeding you. Knocking you up. There’s an edge to his tone almost like embarrassment, and it makes you squirm. Makes your heart pound against your chest.

He gets more confident when you arch against him and plead, begging for him to fill you up over and over.

He’s more than happy to comply.

Even if Price’s refractory period is a bit long, he cums a lot. It’s like cinnamon roll icing with how thick it is, too. Not as sweet, but that’s okay.

And so even though he can only manage to cum three or four times during those long, drawn out sessions, it leaves you dripping with his seed and feeling more than full.

He keeps his cock in you when he’s done, even when he’s softening and you know the spasming of your hole is probably a bit painful around his oversensitive cock. He murmurs about making sure it takes—about how pretty you’ll look all fat ‘nd round. Makes you whine.

He hasn't even let you cum yet.

He takes his time, petting over your body, trying to get you to relax. To stop whimpering and wiggling. 

Slips out of you with a hiss and then trails wet kisses down your body. Laps at your hole, tongue fucks you as he strokes you, finally, finally letting you finish.

Can’t help but admire how your eyes are rolled back as the aftershocks roll through your twitching body. Massages your thighs and calves until you come back to him. 

Always big on aftercare after long scenes like that. Water immediately. Something small to snack on while he waits for the shower to heat up. If you’re home and not on base then an actual bath.

Just so lovingly babies you. 

I think Price, somewhere in the back of his mind, has a small fantasy about actually being a father. Retiring and settling down with you. Whether that’s biologically possible or not, he knows it’ll probably never happen, not with the lives you both lead, and so he’s grateful that you’ll indulge him with something like this.

[64yrsold]

by your side

“Missed a spot,” I called to him, sipping my iced tea. I was barefoot in our backyard, the grass soft and vibrant green from yesterday’s rain. And yet, here he was, dutifully caring for our small garden.

“Where?” his eyebrows squeezed together, squinting and searching for a dry patch of earth he had forgotten to water. He relaxed his grip on the nozzle of the hose, the misty stream of water hissing to a stop. He crouched down, looking closer.

“Right there,” I pointed with my foot, at nowhere in particular.

He rolled his eyes, standing up, “Gardening is serious business, you know. These tomatoes are supposed to keep us fed for the winter.”

“Oh,” I giggled, “I’m sorry.”

“I just don’t want you to starve, sweetheart,” he smirked, resuming his thorough watering. His knuckles were white, fingers wrapped around the trigger of the hose, rainbow arcs of water sputtering over the newborn plants. His forearm was tense, strained, and the roadmap of veins crawling up his arm looked inviting. I knew his hands would be cold, the hose leaking over his stiff fingers. My mind wandered to the feeling of icy fingertips at the base of my spine.

“Do you know how to can tomatoes?” I asked, the sound of the water drowning out my voice. 

He heard me anyways, “Not really.”

“I can help you,” I took a sip of my iced tea, feeling sticky and sun-soaked.

“Thanks, darling,” he smiled at me, winking one eye shut at the setting sun.

“It’ll cost you, though.”

He chuckled lightly, taking a deep breath, “Cost me what?”

“Mm,” I thought, lips to my glass, “I haven’t decided yet.”

“Should I make you an offer?” he raked one hand through his curls. They were stuck down to his sunburnt nape, from his sweat and the humidity.

“Please,” I set my glass on the porch stairs, knowing I would forget it there, fall asleep, and he would find it tomorrow, playfully chastising me as he placed it in the dishwasher.

“I grow the tomatoes, and you make that nice tomato sauce with them.”

“Well, that’s not what I was thinking at all,” I shook my head, stepping closer to him. I could smell the summer on his skin, sweet lilac and salt.

“I know what you were thinking,” he licked his lips, an eyebrow lifted.

“Oh, really?”

“Sure,” he laughed, and suddenly tilted up the hose, the water shooting straight into the air, falling back down on his shoulders in fat droplets. I gasped, laughing and stumbling out of his rain shower.

“Is this payment enough?” he yelled, gesturing to his torso. He was spitting water as it trickled into his mouth, soaking through his t-shirt. His hair was quickly tamped down, thick black waves stuck to his forehead. The white shirt was translucent over his chest, and he laughed as I stared at the slick skin above his hips, exposed as he lifted his arms higher to spray me with the hose.

“Don’t!” I yelped, covering my head as water slopped over my shoulders. Despite my complaints, I could feel my shoulders dip as the cool water soothed my skin. He turned the hose away once I was sufficiently soaked.

"You look pretty."

I wiped water off my forehead, flicking it at him. He grinned, laughing and pulling me to his chest. He nestled kisses into the top of my head, rubbing his hands up and down my back.

"I shouldn't have done that," he whispered, tucking wet strands of hair behind my ears, "I forgot you're made of sugar."

"You'd better get me inside before I dissolve completely," I shrugged, shivering at our cold, waterlogged clothes pressed together.

"Are you shivering?" he fussed, suddenly concerned. He quickly pulled his shirt over his head, shucking it onto the grass.

"Someone recently sprayed me with a hose."

"There's my girl," he laughed, pulling off my shirt. I stared at him, frowning. "What?"

I turned to go inside, "I'm just going to take a shower."

"Come on, sweetheart, let the sun warm us up." He pouted, hands on his hips. Water beading down his chest, his skin glazed with sunset. He caught the indecision on my face. "Or I'll warm you up inside."

"In the shower."

"Of course, darling."

//

[m-jelly]

Hi Jelly ❤️

Can I please request a smut one shot with dragon hybrid Levi, where he’s your lover and you find him going into a rut for the first time? 👉👈

Thank youuuu!!!

So using your banner for this @ladycheesington &lt;3

Hot scales

Levi x fem!Reader

Alternative universe, being a couple, hybrid Levi, dragon Levi, romance, fluff, smut, monster-like body, monster dick, oral, rut, talks of mating, talks of breeding, unprotected sex, aftercare.

Levi is facing his first rut with you as a couple. He's a little scared of how his body looks and his deep hunger to mate, but you soothe him and show him just how much you love him.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird

Levi panted heavily in the shower, but the cold water did nothing to stop the primal desires inside him. For a while, he'd been taking suppressants and increased them when you two became a couple. You were the love of his life and he didn't want to scare you off. You loved him for everything he was and more. You loved his scales and his dragon side, but it still scared him being fully dragon with you.

When Levi's rut consumed him he changed a little physically. He lifted his hands, which would softly caress your body as he made love to you, and saw claws instead with black scales with a neon deep red under. The black and red scales consumed both his arms.

Levi pushed his wet hair back between his horns which were black at the base and slowly became red. He snarled a moment to show his four slightly sharp fangs on the top row of teeth. Scales decorated his body and framed it in a way that showed off his muscular physic. His long tail flicked in the shower as he thought about your body and how delicious it would look all wet.

He groaned and slammed his hand against the wall. He looked down at his thick throbbing cock and groaned. His cock was thick, black and red, with a pointed tip and pleasurable bumps running along the length. He watched it twitch with the need to be deep inside you.

"Levi!" You opened the bathroom door a little. "Do you want some soup for dinner? I can make it fresh and even the bread."

Levi moaned your name. "Come here."

You slipped into the bathroom. "Are you okay?"

"I just need you."

You sniffed the air. "Oh, it smells really good in here." You moaned a little at the intoxicating scent that was coming from Levi. "Mm, is that you?"

Levi slammed the shower door open as he panted heavily. "I can't hold back anymore."

You gasped as you took in Levi's body. "Levi."

"I know, I'm a monster."

You shivered as a pleasure burned through you. "N-no, far from it. Y-You look...so...sexy." You sank to your knees. "Can I touch?"

He looked down at you as you reached for his throbbing erection. "Y-Yes."

You wrapped your hand around him and moaned in delight. "So hot." You nibbled your lip. "Your cum is gold." You swiped his precum leaking from his tip.

Levi gripped the edges of the door as you slowly sank your mouth down on him. He panted heavily as your sucked and moved your tongue over him. He purred in delight as the attention he craved was feeding his rut. However, he wanted his cock to be inside your pussy. He wanted to fuck you so deeply and pour his dragon seed into you. He wanted to breed you like a good girl.

You popped his cock from his mouth and sighed. "So hot. I like how warm you are."

Levi lightly grabbed your neck and pulled you to your feet as you moaned in delight. "I want to be inside you. I want to feel you from the inside. I want to fuck you hard and passionately. I want to breed you and mate with you." He panted and moved you. "Can we mate?"

You caressed Levi's cock making him whimper. "Take me to bed. Make love to me. Breed me. Mate with me. Fill me with your cum."

Levi threw you over his shoulder and growled. "I'll fuck all of my cum into you. Every last drop will be buried deep inside you." He threw you onto the bed making you gasp. "Such a pretty thing. You were made to be fucked and bred by me." He grabbed your shorts and underwear and ripped them off you. "Look at your cute pussy. You're dripping wet for me. You want me to breed you."

You shivered at his words. "Yes."

Levi licked his lips with his long dragon tongue that was forked just a little at the end. He ran his clawed hands up your thighs. He pushed them against your body and moaned as he gazed at your glistening lips and vagina. "A delicious meal for me."

You reached down between your legs and gripped Levi's horns tightly. You threw your head back as pleasure fired through you. Levi's tongue was moving around your clit and caressing it. He took it into his mouth and moved his tongue against you. Your toes squeezed up tightly as pleasure consumed you.

Levi flicked his gaze up to your face, his pupils became slits as his rut took over. He wanted you to feel nothing but pleasure. He growled when you yanked on his horns and bucked against his face. He squeezed your thighs tightly as his tongue moved faster. He could hear from your pants and moans you were close.

You yanked Levi's horns hard and cried out when you felt the snap of euphoria go through you. You squeaked as Levi's tongue dove deep into you so he could take all of your cum. You pulled on Levi's horns to try and pull him from you. You blushed hard when he leaned up with his lips and tongue glistening from you.

You tried to close your legs, but Levi had a firm grip on you. "Levi."

He crawled up the bed and kept your legs pressed against your body. He growled at you. "Mate. I need to mate with you."

You whimpered as he humped you causing his cock to slide up and down the outside of your pussy. "Le-Levi, you're missing." You reached down and pressed his cock down. You knew he was consumed by passion and the need to mate that he was just moving his hips with desire. "Levi."

He shifted his hips and growled. "Forgive me." He plunged his cock deep into you and moaned in delight. He leaned over you and gripped the sheets on the bed. "Your pussy is incredible. I want to always be inside you."

You blushed. "That'd be perfect."

He dragged his nails down and ripped the sheet to ribbons with his dragon-clawed hands. He opened his mouth and latched onto the crook of your neck as if he were an animal pinning its mate. His hips slapped hard against yours. His bumpy hot cock rammed into your pussy at a ravaging pace. The room filled with the sounds of his wet body slapping against yours and his thick cock dragging in and out of your pussy.

You wrapped your legs around Levi and linked them together. You held him close to you and clung to his back. You purred in delight as his pelvis stimulated your clit. You were overwhelmed by the pleasure that Levi was sending through your body. You cried out and let the tears run down your cheeks a little. You squeezed your toes tightly as you felt your coil tightening.

You panted. "Le-Levi."

Levi released your neck and crashed his lips against yours. He nipped your lip before pushing his long hot tongue into your mouth. You hummed in delight as Levi showered you with passionate love. You felt yourself slipping into bliss, your mind and body becoming pure mush. You felt so deeply connected to the man making love to you right now.

He released your lips and panted. "Mine. You are mine. You are no one elses. Mine." He bucked into you. "All mine."

You dug your nails into Levi's back. "I love you."

Levi's heart skipped a beat. At hearing your words of love, he started to buck harder and faster into you. He tapped his forehead against yours. "I love you. You're mine. You're all mine." He moaned as he pressed his cock in as deep as possible, his tip piercing your cervix to get to your womb. "I need to cum inside you. I need to breed your pretty pussy. Fill your womb with my cum."

"Levi. Fill me." Your legs shook as you felt your coil tighten. "A-Ah!" You cried out as you felt your coil snap. "Fuck." You arched your back and threw your head back as your coil snapped and an incredible body-shaking orgasm ripped through you. "Ah!"

Levi bit the crook of your neck and he bucked harder. He slammed him as deep as possible and whimpered as his cum poured into you. He pulled back from your neck. "Ha, ha, ha, mm."

You gasped at how hot his cum was as it poured into you. "So hot."

Levi released your legs and pressed his body against yours. "More." He kissed you roughly before kneeling up and holding your hips. "I have to breed you. I need to." His forked tongue slipped out of his mouth and ran over his lips. "Your pussy and womb must be always filled with my cum."

You reached down, grabbed his arms and screamed out in pleasure as Levi pounded into you. You looked down at yourself and felt yourself flush red at seeing Levi's dragon cock ramming in and out of you. Each bump on his thick cock sent a little pop of pleasure. As soon as you looked up at Levi you could see he was smirking making you feel very flustered.

Levi adored how flustered you seemed from him catching you looking. He gripped your hips tighter. "I know, my love. Your pussy looks so good taking my cock. We were made for each other. Lovers for eternity."

You dug your nails into his arms as he kept bucking into you. You could feel your breasts slowly bouncing out of your bra. Levi was in such a heated passion to make love to you that your shirt and bra were still on. You shifted your legs on the bed and started grinding your hips against Levi.

"Good girl. Look at you moving your hips. You like me breeding you, right?" He swished his tail. "You want more of my cum?"

You nodded. "Please. Use me for your rut. Breed me as much as you want. I love it."

Levi growled and pumped himself into you faster. He snarled as his rut made his skin prickle. His desire to have you consumed him all over again as he got closer to cumming again. He just wanted to keep going. Male dragon hybrids during their ruts could cum multiple times and fuck for hours to mate and breed with the person they loved.

Your body shook as another orgasm ripped through you. "Levi!"

Levi plunged in deep and came hard once again. He panted and stared at your pelvis and imagined what it looks like to see his cum fill you up. "Mm." He dragged his hard twitching cock out of you and panted. "More."

You rolled your tired body over onto your stomach. "I c-can only g-go one more r-round."

Levi crawled up the bed and kissed up your back slowly. "Of course, my love."

You whimpered as Levi's cock slid into your sensitive pussy. "Levi."

He looped his arm under your armpit and held your shoulder. He pressed his body against yours as his other hand entwined with yours. His extra hot breath heated up your neck making your hair stand on end. He made something burn within you by holding you the way he did. He was cradling you in his arms as if you were the most precious thing in the world.

He moved his cock slowly and deeply into you. He made sure he could feel every inch of you and you of him. He nuzzled the crook of your neck as he kept moving his hips. He moaned as he felt his cum moving around inside you. He pressed his hips making your plump bum squish against his pelvis.

You turned your head and gazed at Levi. You clenched around his cock and squeezed his hand too. "I love you." You welled up and smiled at him. "I love you so much."

Levi kissed you sweetly. "I love you too. I love you more than anything. My world, my mate, my love, mine."

The two of you kept kissing as Levi moved deep within you. He smiled against your lips as his heart was overflowing with love. He had feared that you would not accept this form and that his rut would scare you. You had accepted Levi with open arms and were in pleasure-filled bliss as he made love to you.

You parted from Levi's lips and panted. "I'm close."

Levi released your hand, pushed it under your body and began playing with your bundle of nerves. "Let me help you feel it one last time."

You squeezed his cock hard. "A-ah." You gripped the bed tightly. "F-Fuck." You gasped as your eyes rolled back into your head. "I'm...ngh..."

Levi's pur from you massaging his cock with your orgasm soon turned into a growl. He slammed his hands against the bed and bit your shoulder hard as a thick hot load pumped deep into you. He gave you everything he had left within him.

You hummed as your body tingled. "Warm."

Levi hugged you tightly and began kissing your back all over. "I love you. I love you so much. You're incredible."

You smiled weakly at Levi. "Did I help you through your rut?"

"You did perfectly. Thank you." He dragged his cock out of you and lay on his side next to you. "My precious love." He pulled you into his arms. "You're perfection."

You gazed at him as he massaged his claws into your hair. "You're the perfect one."

Levi lifted you in his arms and took you to the shower. He turned on the shower and sat with you as he cleaned you up. "Let me take care of you."

You gazed up at him as you blushed. "Thank you. You're so sweet to me. You always take care of me all the time."

He covered your face in kisses before wrapping you up and drying you. He put you into comfy clothes and sat you on the sofa. He gave you a drink and some snacks. He showered your face in more kisses and smiled sweetly as his tail wrapped around you and held you tightly.

You hummed a laugh as you ate and drank. "I think you ripped up our bedsheets."

"Mm, I did. I'll get nice ones on them." He squeezed you. "Can I get you anything else?"

"I'm great. I don't need anything else."

He kept his tail around you as he massaged your thighs. "I'll massage."

You giggled. "Thank you." He squealed in delight as he nuzzled the crook of your neck. "You're so cute and cuddly."

He gazed at you with wide pupils. He purred a little and nipped your neck. "Love you."

You hummed a laugh. "I love you too."

[starrylevi]

Levi seeks your comfort after his encounter with Kenny

Quick drabble. Just something I wanted to get out for some reason. I hope it makes sense. Didn’t really proof read it. 

*

“Oh my God, Levi, are you okay?” You swing open the door, eyes wide, cupping his face with your hands, looking him over and physically tense at the sight of blood leaking from a wound on his forehead.

Levi looks more angry than hurt, his teeth grinding against each other, and those usual cloudy eyes almost seem black to you.

“I’m fine. It’s just a small cut.” He speaks. Though he looks angry, his tone is low and even as he covers one of your hands with his own. You feel the rough callouses, brought on by years of fighting, brushing against your knuckles. He doesn’t look at you as he brings your hand down with his as he leads you inside.

You follow him in, surprised, as he holds onto you.

“The door, Levi.” You remind him.

“Close it”. It’s not a command. He stands still as you shut it. His hand slips back into yours with ease.

He continues to walk, and you realize he’s leading you into the bathroom. You let him. He twists the knob on the shower head, then holds a couple of fingers under the running water, testing its temperature. Once he deems it acceptable, he strips down. You do the same. Soon all you have to remove is your shirt. Levi stops you before you do. He doesn’t take off your shirt the way he took his clothes off. He takes it off with care, slowly and carefully, making sure the fabric doesn’t drag against your face as he gets your head through the hole.

“In.” He gestures to the running shower. You do as he says and leave space for him to enter. He stands directly under the running water, facing you, letting it flatten his hair. It’s silent between you two, save for the droplets of water hitting the tub. His head is down and you give him a few more seconds before cupping his face like before, bringing his head up so his eyes are meeting yours. You watch as water cascades down his face, his eyes are barely open, but he doesn’t seem to want to close them, his gaze is set on you.

“Come closer.” You say softly and he obliges, moving forward, slowly wrapping his arms around your bare waist. He’s not directly under the water anymore. Your faces are a few inches away from each other and your hands leave his face, and slick back his hair so you can see him clearly, your hands lingering around the base of his neck. You marvel at the sight before you, his pupils have shrunk from its previous large size, giving way to the steel gray color you’re familiar with. Though he has some spots of dirt and grime on him, his porcelain skin remains largely untouched. He’s beautiful, but he’s clearly in pain.

“What happened, my love?” You ask in a whisper. He might answer you, he might not. You know it’s hard for him to express his feelings, but he had recently become more comfortable with the idea, once you had told him that it was okay, that he was safe with you.

Levi briefly closes his eyes as a small sigh escapes him. “Kenny.”

Kenny? You know the history between him and Levi. It hasn’t been the best relationship, to say the least. Kenny wasn’t exactly a father figure. Sure, he helped Levi survive but then...then he left. And Levi, still young and impressionable, blamed it on himself. You knew it had only supported his core belief that he wasn’t good enough to have the people he loved stay. For some reason the universe deemed him unlovable and unworthy. It broke your heart when he first told you about this, and it continues to break your heart now. He hasn’t seen Kenny in, what, years? What was he doing here? You don’t let your surprise show, you just nod. “What about Kenny?”

“He, “Levi pauses.

You don’t say anything, you wait patiently for him to finish. He quickly lets out an exasperated sigh. “He’s back and he tried to kill me.” Levi must have felt your whole body tense up because he immediately follows up with ”Oi, I’m fine. He can’t touch me.”

You blink rapidly, taking in the information. “I-I know. I know you can take care of yourself…but that doesn’t stop me from worrying about you.”

Levi’s eyes soften at your statement. He stares at you, seeming as if he’s unsure how to respond to you. His unwavering gaze paired with the silence makes you nervous. “I’m sorry, I- “

“Thank you.” He gets out.

Your response is to pull him closer, wrapping your arms around his neck, your head resting in the crook of his neck and his arms around your waist grip you tighter.

“I’ll get him first.” He whispers, his warm breath tickling your ear.

“You will.”

[sissyraven88xxx]

I often fantasize about a girl randomly coming on to me. Flirting and teasing me. Things move very fast and she invites me to her place. It doesn't take long before she's stripped me and got me hard, throbbing, leaking, and doing everything she tells me. She leads me to her bed, pushing me into my back. As she continues to tease and kiss me, she locks my wrists to cuffs at each corner and then my ankles. Once I am securely restrained, she sits on my face, making me lick her pussy and ass to keep building her up. She does the same to me stroking me and sucking me, but always stopping both of us before cumming. She 3xcuses herself and leaves me for an hour. When she returns she is carrying a lunch bag that is insulated and tells me she's going to show me what real fun is about. She sits back on my face and I am so horny I just lick and lick and lick. Trying to get her to let me cum. I've already been teased and denied and restrained for hours. My balls ache and won't stop churning. I feel as she maneuvers my cock and then my balls, until I feel a cold solid ring going around the base of my genitals. Then she puts her full weight in my face smothering me as she puts ice packs on my swollen cock and balls. As I feel myself passing out, she shifts and I can breath again but I feel her pushing something over my cock and then she gets up and lays across me. She kisses me telling me how much she loves how I eat her ass and pussy. That no one has ever made her orgasm so many times before. And before she seals the deal with me, she wants a few more hours of my tongue. She puts a pillow cloth over my head so I cannot see and tells me to be quiet or she will just leave me there. I hear her shower and after a while she returns. She has bottled water and pizza. She gives me a few bites and pours water into my mouth not caring about making a mess. Once we are finished she tells me she's ready for more and climbs back on my face. I feel the small cage she locked me as I try to get hard and it's agonizing, but she doesn't let up, playing with my balls and kissing and licking me cock through the cage. After her 4th or 5th orgasm she puts her full weight in me again, I frantically lick whichever hole she slides over my mouth. I can tell she is doing something while she orgasms and then bends down again so I can breath but keeps her pussy on my face and noise just millimeters away. She's playing with the thing she put in my cock, twisting it and moving it. After a few minutes I feel a snap, and she keeps doing something. When she finishes her orgasms, about 6 more times and she slips up and falls asleep next to me with her head on my chest blocking my ability to see whatever she did. When she wakes up, she climbs back onto my face and tells to me as I continue to lick and try to breathe. After 3 orgasms she tells me what she did locking me into a steel chastity cage with an anti pullout device, and that she sealed everything together to make it a single unit, that she will ever be able to reverse, and that if I ever wanted to use my dick again, I will serve her unconditionally for as long as she desires. What I didn't know was that she sealed the cage completely with JBWeld and the snap I felt was her breaking the key in the lock after it was filled with the weld, and she covered the keyholes and all parts where they connected so I was locked for life, never to actually be able to remove it.

[1stplumberwinchesterva]

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Fix leaky faucets.

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Replace old showerheads with high-pressure ones.

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If there isn't already an access panel under your sink or tub/shower area, remove any screws holding up carpeting or flooring near these fixtures and lift up whatever's covering them so that there's nothing blocking access underfoot while working with tools below ground level in case anything falls out while turning things off remotely later on down stream at another location nearby within sight range distance away from where we stood looking down into our backyard garden where they planted flowers last year during springtime just before Easter holidays started happening soon after Memorial Day weekend ended...

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[coyotere]

Caged pt:2

i return well after dark, filthy and sweaty, cuts line my upper torso, you rush to me taking my face in your hands. i had spent the better part of the day with a bob cat. i run my hand through your hair "I would love to shower." i say kissing your forehead.

the water is cold, you stand close to me feeling my warmth, I keep you tucked beneath my arm as we shower at first utilitarian cleaning sweat, dirt and wounds then my hands fall to your hips, you wrap your arms around my neck and we kiss softly. i can feel you heat up in exhilaration despite our current lack of hot water, I lean against you pinning you against the wall and stuff my tongue deep in your mouth, I lick your teeth and taste you. i drift to your ear kissing it's crest and teasing it with my tongue. your knees buckle and i have to hold you up.

i turn the water off and wrap you in a towel I shut the door behind you "boss gave me two days off after today. so I hope you are prepared." i whisper from behind you, I lift you up propping your leg against a storage chest and push your head against the wall, kissing along the outside of your ear then down you neck and back before burying my face in your ass, lolling my tongue from the base of your cunt to your clit slowly swirling my tongue around drawing a loud moan, you leak softly onto my tongue.

you pull my head hard against you greedy for how I make you feel. flipping you around I prop your legs on my shoulders seating you on the storage chest. i kiss your thighs between a lick of my fingers before sliding them inside you curling them against your spot. you gasp clenching against my fingers your hot mess now pooling in my palm, I slowly lick up my palm to your perfection and toy with you tell you are mumbling mess.

soon you are pliable, although you rarely deny my hand, I lift you to our loft bed and grab something I had stowed away. you realize as it clicks into place it's an ankle cuff with a long chain, just enough for you to move around the bed but not enough for you to leave. i lay you on your back letting your legs intertwine with mine as you spread your hand across my chest. i tease your hole with my tip, wetting it just enough before stuffing you, one hand above your shoulder keeping your body from inching away, the other on your hip pulling you into my thrusts, my hair hangs down over you making a veil for just you and me, I am loud and snarling drooling in you your open mouth. you tongue at the strands as you moan touching my body as much as you can. I kiss you deep our tongues engaged in combat as my tip kisses your cervix.

you break our kiss to sink your teeth into my neck as my weight falls into you keeping you pinned under me as I slam you cunt with no regard for it's safety, my only concern seems to be breaking your hips with my thrusts, you feel as your inner thigh begins to bruise and the grip I hold on you hip will definitely mark.

you know you belong to me, that this moment is ours and ours alone, that comfort and the tension growing between your legs lead you to buck into my thrusts despite the painful protests of your skin, you cum hard on my cock, shaking and gasping your body tensing and releasing as it begins to be to much stimulation, you push against me but I don't stop. I'm so drunk on you that i need to keep fucking you. i roll you over, face down placing my hand on the back of your neck and i push deeper than before.

you feel I'm close my breath ragged and my thrusts uneven. my cock stiffens as you push your hips up inviting my depth, knowing you'll be sorry for it by morning, I cum deep into you, my cum filling your hole and my weight bares down on you I wrap my arm around your mid section holding you making sure every last drop is inside you.

when I finally do release our bodies go limp as I lay on top of you, my cock still twitching inside you. you are a perfect fit in my broad shoulders, you feel safe beneath me. i kiss your head and lace my fingers between yours. the next two days are going to be a dream.

Caged pt:1

I moved into a small RV Shell on my truck after becoming a forest ranger for a beautiful national park. the trees and mountains are gorgeous and the air and water are so clean it makes me feel alive, my days are spent planting trees and helping wild life...and drilling you. getting sick of city life you agreed to be my free use slave who lives in my RV, only enough space for a bed and storage you cook dinner in a camp fire and keep your holes ready for me.

i wake up in the morning before work, clean from the cold showers I take my hair and beard long but well kept although a bit messy having just woken up. youre up before me, your face flush against my body huffing my scent and touching yourself. when my hand runs through your hair you look up at me drooling and needy "please please I need you." you sing in that whiny tone I adore. i grab your face and turn you to face away from me laying on your side, wrapping my arm around your throat and pulling your hips towards me you feel my cock between you legs and start to work it by sliding your slick count along it's shaft, but I don't waste time to lube it up I slam into painful and dry making you gasp, "I needed you too." i rasp as I fill you. the pain is quickly over whelmed with pleasure as i slide in and out of you, pulling all the way out then pushing back in.

i finally bottom out into you making you ass shake against my hips and i fuck you hard and deep, your cervix sore from last night but I don't seem to care slamming as hard as I can to get those little whimpers out of you. your count leaks across my hips and down you legs, I can tell your mind is already gone as I take what I need from you.

i feel myself getting close knowing I have to get dressed soon I pin you face down spreading your legs with my knees and i fuck myself into you despite your body's protest I fit my entire length into you making tear streak your face as you beg for me to cum inside. i cum hard, snarling, drool land soft and cold on your neck and shoulders, I sink my teeth into your neck fucking every last drop into you.

you twitch, filled and leaking drunk on me I kiss your back as I lower myself to get dressed. "I'll see you when I get home." are all the words I speak to you before I walk out the door.

[vampzzi]

ROOKIE DREAMS

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Keegan P. Russ x Female reader

cw; pussy slapping, threesome, squirting, how tf does the sandwich position work?, nipple play, Ghost and Keegan kiss like one time in this drabble, Keegan is extremely silent but Ghost is his translator (bros before hoes), slight hair pulling, degrading (slut was used once), creampie ++ double stuffed, 2 in 1 one hole, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, I will never follow the official cod plot

cross-posted on ao3

author's note; Keegan and Ghost OH MY GODDD, I NEED THEM BOTH BRO , grinding against my phone.

taglist (to be added just ask!) : @banana-gurl20-blog

When you asked to be trained by Ghost and Keegan, you didn’t think you’d be doing so much running.  The rain soaks your vest as you keep running through the mud and clutching on the rifler with a tight and strong gasp. You had slipped off a building not too long ago and that pain was starting to sit in and all your instincts could only tell you to keep going, don’t stop.

Well, short lived. Keegan or you’d assume it was him shot down and the bullet was to the right of you almost hitting you in the foot, eye widening in realization as he was catching up to you this caused you to take more power in your run. Lungs tight as it’s hard to breathe, it’s so chilly out here all of a sudden and you’re ready to tip over and pass out. 

And that’s exactly what you do, not paying attention to your surroundings as you tip over a stub in the muddy ground, going down as your rifle flies out of your hands and your body makes contact with the ground with a wet plop as you shutter and close your eyes. 

You feel something wet leaking down from your nose as you see the metallic and know it’s your own blood. Your nose is bleeding, hopefully not broken but bleeding. 

You can hear footsteps approaching you as you try to grab your rifle but Ghost pulls his foot on it. You can see his eyes, menacing and terrifying “Pathetic.” is how he says as you put your head down and pant as you’ve run about 6 or 9 miles away from them. Keegan is behind you, arms crossed as you feel embarrassed.

 “N..Not pathetic, you didn’t tell you guys would be actually fucking shooting at me” Keegans stays quiet and makes eye contact with Ghost “Extreme pressure, we need to know how will you are under those types of situations.” you cough and slowly raise your muddy body off the ground “I do better when I’m being told, so I can be more rational and make smarter choices.”. You hear his tongue click as you grab your rifle and stretch your aching joints “I’m gonna shower and sleep, before I actually pass out.” 

Tsking as you jog back to the base, Ghost and Keegan follow close behind you as you’re finally inside and you can go back to the comfort shared room that you have to share with Ghost and Keegan or sleep on the floor in Price’s room. Opening the door as the tall dudes follow behind you as you close the door and walk to the bathroom and slam the door as they turn their heads to look at the door.

The sounds of running water and you grumbling can be heard as they take their time taking their gear off and setting it somewhere. It’s late at night, extremely late, there’s a curfew for newbies like you but they thought they’d train but you’re useful, it’s just you’re useful when you have information. Ghost lays on the top bunk and Keegan is on the bottom, it’s also very self evident Keegan isn’t one for talking and Ghost fills in for his absence in his social skills. He hates being social himself but someone’s gotta be some kind of help.

Appearing out of the bedroom as you’re wearing a knitted sweater and some pants, Keegan's eyes are glued looking upward as you climb in the bunk bed with him and his body is warm as the room is silent, you only covering shuffling and soft breathing. Your eyes slowly close as you drift off to sleep as snores leave your mouth while Keegans looks at your sleeping figure in silence , his own body relaxing as he closes his eyes and goes to sleep. 

The sound of shuffling wakes you up as Keegan’s hand is pushed up against your mound, his cool hand against your warmest part as you want to move his hand but he seems to sleep peacefully. So, you decide it’s best to squirm and squirm until he softly opens his eyes and stares out and lets out a sleepy hmm. “Your hand is um near my pussy”  his hand pushes up against your mound even more as he cups it. “This?” he mutters as you nod and swallow. 

Hearing his breathing against your ear as he trails his hand up the crotch of your hands before stopping before looking at you, “May I?” you nod as he takes that and his hand is pulling down your pants as he dips his hand in your panties making contact with your wet pussy. As he runs his fingers through your soaked folds, your thighs shutter as a finger is dipped inside.  

He works his finger inside your cunt, curling and thrusting inside you while your cunt can only accept his finger and clench around it before another finger is added. He thrusts them at a slow pace and your juices are soaking your panties as you keep eye contact with his fingers as he works them inside you while you pull your eyes up from that scene and place your lips on his.

 You’re in a heated kiss together as he groans into the kiss before Ghost walks back in the room     and Keegan’s hand stiffens. “Really guys, it’s 2 fucking am. Holy hell” Ghost says before walking up to you both and taping Keegan to move over as he joins you two in the bed. Ghost takes the cover off you both and the cold air hits your bodies along with an  image of Keegan’s hand inside your panties on full display.  

“You should be vocal Kee, this is your perfect opportunity” Ghost is teasing at the anti-social dude as he works his finger inside you and eventually pushes your panties to the side and applies a slap to your pussy as you moan out and sigh out as he keeps thrusting his fingers inside you. Keegan is biting on his tongue “Feel good slut?” There’s a smirk on Ghost's face as you're nodding and whining from Keegan’s fingers invading and stretching you out. 

Ghost fingers are pushing your shirt up and ridding you of your bra as he pinches your nipples and twists it as you whine out while Keegan’s is basically finger banging your wet pussy as the mixed sensation has your vision glossy and blurred. “Pretty girl” Keegen says as you can’t register it from the state your body is in but Ghost does.  

The shorter male teases your clit, rolling the bundle of nerves while you let out a loud squeaky moan. Ghost chuckling while he’s cupping your breast and playing with them “She is pretty, isn’t she Keegan?” “Yeah..” being between the two males feels like a fever dream as you hiss out.

The coil tightens in your stomach as you’re whimpering and gripping at something while you shiver and shake. “G-gonna ccumm…” “cum, make a mess!” they both exclaim together while you shut your eyes and soak Keegan’s fingers while Ghost holds onto your waist while Keegan’s fingers are still working inside of you,, another finger is added as he keeps fucking into your over-senstive pussy.  “Too muchhh” you whine as he’s glued to the way your fingers eagerly take his fingers with ease as the second orgasm rocks through your body as you shut your eye and your body shakes aggressively.

 “Good girl…” Keegan says as you slowly open your eyes and calm your breathing down, Ghost changes the position as he’s face to face with Keegan, a few seconds pass by and Keegan and Ghost are kissing each other.

Keegan’s hands are rested on Ghost’s waist while they share a heated kiss, tongues fighting against each other as you get on your elbows and stare at them, before the kiss is broken and Keegan is on his back and Ghost is on top of you, sandwiching you between the two as you listen to their heavy breathing. “Are you sure you want this?” “Be 100% honest” Ghost adds on.

“I want this, I want both of you.” Ghost smirks and guides himself into your cunt while Keegans slides in as well. They’re both big and thick, two cocks inside your wet tight pussy you feel full too full as you whine out as you’re on your back as they give you a moment to adjust to the stretch. As a few minutes pass and the male with his mask on, taps your thigh “go right ahead..” Ghost holds your hips and drags his cock out before slamming back in and Keegan tries to match his energy, keeping the pace slow and calculated.

The feeling of both their cocks moving in and out of you at a fast pace while Ghost leans down and kisses you while he fucks into you and Keegen’s matching the pace as he gasps out from how tight you are. “S-so fucking t-tight…” Ghost lips on yours as Keegan’s hands are in your hair and he holds onto it while fucking into you. The pace is lost and they’re both thrusting at their own paces Keegan is trying to be slow but Ghost is absolutely going too fast and fucking deep into your pussy.

Keegan’s brings his hand down and rubs your clit while you get roughly fucked by both males, whining and whimpering along with the wet sound from your pusy echoes throughout the room and anyone who passes by would know exactly what’s going on. 

You’re trembling and rambling, words trying to come out as they ultimately fail. They’re going so fast you can’t feel your insides, not even knowing the orgasm you have when you squirt all over their cock.Your insides clench around their cocks as Keegan is the first one down as he pumps his load into you and Ghost soon follows the hot overflow of cumming filling you as cum drips out. 

You’re all heavy breathing and trying to catch your breath as you all stay put and then Keegan asks “So..are you on birth control or anything?” “Not this week..” he clicks his tongue and Ghost pulls out “Fuck.” “I’m just playing with you guys, I am” “Thank god” Keegan says as Ghost and you chuckle.