#kinktober requests are open!

[simplygojo]

You Have To Earn It

Author's Note: Hi lovely people!! I hope everyone is having a good October so far!! We are halfway through it now!! Anywho, this is a mash up of a few Megumi Kimnktober requests I've recieved! I HOPE YOU ENJOY PLS LMK IF YOU LIKE IT!!

The only requests I am accepting for the Month of October are from my Kinktober Prompt List, thank you <33

Pairing: College AU!Megumi Fushiguro x f!reader

Kinks: Edging, Overstimulation & Brat Taming

Word Count: 3K

Kinktober Taglist: @nanamisrighthand; @simplyyyuji; @megumisdivinedogs; @lovleyredheadfairy

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, MDNI, fingering, oral (f receiving), name calling (brat & baby), light spanking, physical overstimulation, aggressive sex.

The Halloween party was packed, the heavy bass of the music pulsing through the walls, mingling with the sound of laughter and chatter. 

You made your way through the throng of partygoers, dressed in a skin-tight Catwoman costume that left little to the imagination. 

The leather bodysuit hugged your curves perfectly, every step making the black fabric stretch and gleam under the dim lights. The zipper was pulled down just enough to reveal the curve of your cleavage, teasing anyone who dared to look too closely.

But there was only one person you were interested in teasing tonight—your boyfriend, Megumi Fushiguro.

You caught sight of him across the room, leaning against the wall in that effortlessly cool way of his. 

He wasn’t one for extravagant costumes, so he’d settled for a simple yet striking look: a black t-shirt and jeans, with a Batman mask pushed up slightly on his head, resting just above his sharp blue eyes. 

Even from a distance, you could feel the intensity of his gaze as it followed you around the room, even through his usual grumpy appearance.

And you had every intention of pushing him to his limit tonight.

You slid past him, brushing your fingers lightly across his chest as you moved to grab a drink. 

“Oops,” you said with a smirk, glancing over your shoulder at him. Megumi's jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing beneath the mask.

“Y/n,” he murmured in a low voice that sent shivers down your spine, “stop being a brat.”

But you didn’t stop. You were far from done. 

Throughout the night, you made sure to find him, to get close enough that your body brushed against his. 

A hand resting on his thigh for just a moment too long, your fingers grazing his waist as you passed by, the occasional press of your hips into his when the crowd forced you together. 

Each time, you felt the tension in his body build, the way his muscles tightened beneath your touch.

“Y/n,” Megumi growled softly after the fifth or sixth time you ‘accidentally’ bumped into him. His voice was deeper now, rougher with frustration. 

“You’re pushing it.”

You shot him a playful grin, biting your lip. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

His eyes darkened, and you knew you had him right where you wanted him. But instead of backing off, you pushed a little more. 

The next time you passed by, you ran your fingers up his chest, your touch lingering on his collarbone before you turned away with a teasing sway of your hips.

That was the last straw.

Megumi’s hand shot out, grabbing your wrist in a firm grip. 

“We’re leaving,” he said, his voice low and commanding. 

The low hum of the party music faded as he led you down a quiet hallway, away from the eyes of the crowd. 

His heart pounded against his ribs, not from nervousness but from the tightly coiled tension of wanting to punish you for making him wait this long. 

His restraint was razor-thin, and he knew it. With every step closer to the bedroom, Megumi could feel the thrill of dominance rising in his chest, the anticipation building to a point where it almost made him dizzy.

She’s been a brat all night. Teasing me in front of everyone like that... He couldn’t help the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as his grip on you tightened. 

She has no idea what she’s in for.

Megumi pushed open the door with more force than necessary, his hand still locked around your wrist as he pulled you inside. 

The quiet click of the door behind you felt like the final signal—the game was over.

And now, it was his turn.

He pushed you up against the cold door, pinning you there with his body.

“You’ve been acting like a fucking brat all night,” he growled, his face inches from yours, the heat of his breath fanning over your lips. 

His hand slid up to your throat, not squeezing, but just enough to remind you who was in control. 

“You think you can tease me and get away with it?”

You swallowed hard, feeling a delicious mix of excitement and nerves coil in your stomach. 

“I don’t know what you mean,” you said, as you looked up at him through your eyelashes despite your pulse quickening under his intense gaze.

Megumi’s lips curled into a wicked smirk as he leaned in closer, his voice a low, dangerous whisper. “Ohh, you’re going to regret all of that.”

His hand moved from your throat down to the zipper of your bodysuit, yanking it down in one swift motion. 

The cold air hit your exposed skin, making you shiver as he pulled the fabric over your shoulders, letting it fall to your waist. 

His hands were rough as they grabbed your breasts, squeezing them as his mouth crashed against yours in a heated, possessive kiss.

Your body arched into him, desperate for more, but Megumi wasn’t going to give it to you that easily. 

He pulled away from the kiss, spinning you around and pressing your chest against the door. 

His hands moved to your hips, yanking down the rest of your bodysuit until it pooled around your ankles, leaving you bare in front of him except for the tiny black thong you wore underneath.

“You want to act like a slut?” Megumi’s voice was dark and commanding as he pressed his hips against your ass, letting you feel how hard he was. 

“Then I’m gunna fuckin’ treat you like one.”

Before you could respond, his fingers slipped between your legs, brushing over the thin fabric of your panties. 

You were soaked, and he knew it. 

His touch was teasing, barely there, and you whimpered as your hips pushed back, silently begging for more.

But Megumi wasn’t going to give you what you wanted—not yet.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his breath hot against your neck as his fingers continued their slow, torturous teasing. 

“So desperate already.” He pushed your panties to the side, his fingers sliding through your slick folds but never giving you the pressure you needed. 

"You're going to be begging to cum when I'm done with you"

Your body trembled under his touch, the frustration mounting as he continued to edge you closer and closer to the brink, only to pull back before you could fall over the edge. 

“Megumi, please,” you whimpered, your voice desperate, your hips grinding back against him as your arousal soaked his fingers.

But he just chuckled darkly, pulling his hand away completely, leaving you trembling and aching. 

“Not yet,” he muttered, his tone laced with dark satisfaction. “You have to earned it.”

Before you could protest, you felt his strong arm hook around your waist, effortlessly lifting you off the ground like you weighed nothing. 

The sudden movement made you gasp, your hands instinctively grabbing onto his shoulders for balance as he carried you across the room with ease, his fingers digging into your skin possessively.

Megumi’s grip was firm, his muscles taut beneath his black t-shirt as he lowered you onto the bed with deliberate care, like a predator positioning his prey. 

The rough fabric of his jeans brushed against your bare legs as he stood over you, his blue eyes dark with lust, the Batman mask now casting shadows across his sharp features.

His blue eyes were dark with desire as he spread your legs apart, his touch commanding, every movement making your pulse race. 

The anticipation built within you, a knot of heat twisting tighter with every second that passed. 

You were already desperate for him, but you knew that was exactly what he wanted—your need driving you to the brink.

His hand slid between your legs again, this time teasing your swollen clit with the lightest of touches. It wasn’t enough, but it sent a spark of pleasure shooting through you, leaving you arching off the bed.

“Megumi, please,” you whimpered, your hips bucking against his hand in search of more pressure. 

But he pulled back, his touch retreating just when you thought he’d finally give you what you craved.

“No,” he murmured darkly, his lips curling into a smirk as he leaned down, brushing them over the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving a trail of soft, teasing kisses. 

“This is your punishment for misbehaving tonight.”

Your body trembled under him, the frustration mounting as he moved lower, his mouth trailing down your chest, sucking lightly on the sensitive spot between your breasts. 

His hands were everywhere—one moment gripping your waist, the next tracing soft circles on your thighs. 

Every touch set your nerves on fire, but none of it was enough to push you over the edge. 

He was toying with you, edging you, making you feel like you were about to come, only to stop before you could find release.

Megumi’s fingers slid back between your legs, this time stroking you with a maddeningly slow rhythm. 

Each brush of his thumb over your clit sent shocks of pleasure through you, building you up only to pull back again. 

Your breath came in ragged gasps, your hips grinding against his hand, desperate for more, but he was relentless in keeping you right on the edge.

“Look at you,” he whispered against your skin, his voice filled with dark amusement. 

“So needy—so desperate. You’ve been fuckin’ begging for it all night, haven’t you?”

You whimpered and nodded in response, your body trembling with the overwhelming need for him. 

His hand left your clit, instead running his fingers up your inner thigh, feather-light touches that sent you spiraling. 

He moved to your breasts, squeezing and kneading before his fingers found your nipples, pinching them just hard enough to make you gasp.

Your body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending buzzing with sensitivity as he overstimulated you with the constant teasing touches, never letting you rest, never giving you enough. 

The pleasure was intense, almost too much, your head spinning as you moaned beneath him.

“Megumi, please,” you begged again, your voice trembling, barely able to get the words out. 

“I can’t—”

“Oh, you can,” he interrupted, his voice low and dark as his mouth found your neck again, biting down hard enough to leave a mark, provoking a small yelp from your lips. 

He kept you right there, on the brink, overstimulating you with the relentless teasing, the way he touched you everywhere—your thighs, your breasts, your neck, your clit—keeping your body trembling and overwhelmed with pleasure.

“You’re going to come when I tell you to, not a second sooner.”

His fingers returned to your clit, and this time, the pressure was more firm, more direct. 

Tears pricked at your eyes from the intensity, your body shaking as you writhed beneath him, desperate for release but helpless against the way he controlled every inch of you. 

He reveled in it, in the power he had over you, his dark gaze drinking in the way you trembled, the way you whimpered his name like a broken plea.

“Y’know baby you really can be a fuckin’ brat sometimes, this is just necessary,” he growled against your ear, his hand sliding back to your clit, his fingers rubbing slow, torturous circles that had your body tightening again, so close yet so far from release. 

“And I’m not done yet.”

Your mind was a haze of pleasure and frustration, every inch of your body sensitive to his touch as he kept pushing you to the edge, only to pull back again. 

“Megumi,” you gasped, your voice breaking, “I need you—please.”

He chuckled darkly, his mouth hot against your skin. “Beg for it.”

“I’m begging,” you whimpered, tears slipping down your cheeks as your hips bucked against his hand. “Please, please, let me come.”

He kissed down your body, his mouth hot and slow as he made his way lower, his fingers never stopping their torturous teasing against your clit. 

Your hips bucked involuntarily, chasing the release he kept denying you, the need almost painful now. 

You were trembling, tears of frustration pricking your eyes, but he was relentless, refusing to give you what you so desperately craved.

And then, without warning, his mouth was on you.

You gasped as his tongue slid through your slick folds, lapping at you with a hunger that made your whole body quake. 

His tongue was skilled, teasing your clit with soft, deliberate strokes before pulling away just enough to keep you on the edge. 

Every time you felt yourself getting close, he’d change the pace, edging you with a precision that left you breathless and desperate.

Your hands flew to his hair, fingers tangling in the dark strands as your hips bucked against his face, but he held you firmly in place, his grip on your thighs tightening. 

“Can you just be paitent,” he growled, pulling back just enough to speak before diving back in, his tongue swirling around your clit in maddening circles.

His fingers joined the assault, sliding into you, pumping slowly as his mouth worked on your clit, his thumb pressing against the sensitive bundle of nerves in sync with his tongue. 

The overstimulation was overwhelming—pleasure surged through you in waves, but he kept you right on the brink, never letting you fall over the edge.

“Megumi, please,” you whimpered, your voice broken, your body trembling under his relentless touch. 

Tears slid down your cheeks, your need for release so intense it hurt, but Megumi only smirked against your skin, his fingers and tongue switching positions as he sucked hard on your throbbing clit.

“You’re going to come when I say,” he murmured between strokes of his tongue, his voice low and rough with dark satisfaction. “Not before.”

His fingers curled inside you, hitting that perfect spot that made your back arch off the bed. 

His tongue flicked faster against your clit, but still, he kept you from coming, pulling back just enough each time to keep you on the edge, teasing you until you were shaking beneath him, barely able to hold on.

And then, just when you thought you couldn’t take any more, he gave you exactly what you wanted.

His mouth latched onto your clit, sucking hard as his fingers drove into you, and the pleasure that ripped through you was unlike anything you’d ever felt before. 

You cried out his name, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you clawed at the sheets beneath you.

But Megumi didn’t stop.

His mouth and fingers kept working, overstimulating you, until you were gasping, writhing beneath him.

“Too much,” you whimpered, but your plea fell on deaf ears. 

By the time he finally pulled away, you were a trembling mess, barely able to catch your breath. But he wasn’t done with you yet. 

He stood up, his gaze dark and filled with hunger as he undid his pants, yanking them down in one swift motion. 

His cock was hard and thick, the tip already glistening with precum as he stroked himself, his eyes scanning your naked body.

“You think I’m done with you?” Megumi growled, positioning himself between your legs. 

“I’m just getting started.”

Before you could respond, he grabbed your hips, flipping you onto your stomach with a rough tug. 

You barely had time to adjust before he pulled you up onto your hands and knees, gripping your waist as he lined himself up with your entrance.

Without warning, he slammed into you, his cock stretching you in one brutal thrust. 

You cried out, the sudden fullness almost too much after everything he’d already put you through, but the sharp sting quickly gave way to intense pleasure as he started to move, his hips snapping against yours with a punishing pace.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he growled, his hands gripping your hips so tightly you knew you’d bruise. 

He was rough, relentless, fucking you like he was punishing you for teasing him all night. 

Each thrust sent shockwaves through your body, the overstimulation making everything feel more intense, more overwhelming.

You were seeing stars at this point, your body trembling as he fucked you, his cock driving deep with every thrust. 

His hand slid around your waist, finding your clit again, and you nearly screamed as he started rubbing slow, torturous circles, pushing you toward another orgasm even though your body was already wrecked from the previous ones.

“Megumi,” you gasped, your voice breaking as your legs trembled beneath you, but he didn’t let up, fucking you harder, deeper, his thumb pressing against your clit with just enough pressure to make you lose your mind.

But just as you felt the familiar coil of pleasure tightening in your stomach, he pulled out, leaving you empty and whining. 

“Megumi!” you gasped, your body trembling with frustration. “Please, I’m so close—”

“Not yet,” he growled, his hand coming down on your ass with a sharp smack that made you yelp. 

“You don’t get to come until I say so.”

He drove into you again, rough and relentless, his hand tangling in your hair as he yanked your head back, forcing you to look at him. 

Tears of frustration welled in your eyes, your body trembling with the overwhelming need to cum. 

“Megumi, please,” you begged, your voice broken and desperate. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, just—please—”

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing and edging, he leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, 

Now you can come,” he whispered, thrusting into you again with a force that sent you spiraling into your release. 

Your body convulsed beneath him, your orgasm hitting you with such intensity that you couldn’t even form words, only gasping and moaning his name as you clenched around him.

Megumi followed soon after, his pace quickening as he chased his own release, spilling inside you with a low, guttural groan. 

He held you there, buried deep inside, as you both caught your breath, the room filled with nothing but the sound of your heavy breathing.

After a moment, he pulled out, his hands sliding gently down your back, his touch soft now.

He leaned down to press a kiss to your shoulder, his voice low and teasing. 

“Next time, maybe you’ll think twice before teasing me.”

You smiled, even as you lay there completely spent, your body still tingling from the aftermath. 

“Worth it,” you whispered, and Megumi let out a quiet laugh, brushing your hair away from your face as he kissed the back of your neck.

[1-800-local-slut]

Kiss Me Through the Phone

Life on the road isn't easy for someone who loves physical affection as much as Sam Winchester. You have a way around that.

Kinktober Day 2! I hope you guys like this one because I loved wriing it <333

Notes: Phone sex, sex toys, edging, taking photos, reader and Sam are both freaky but thats what you came here for

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Vibrator was a funny word if you said it enough. If you said it five times fast, it started to sound weird too. Now when your boyfriend said it though, it was something entirely different. And when you said it to him, it was apparently titillating for him. It was 8pm at night and Sam was gone. For three weeks, with Halloween approaching, the country was inflamed with reports and calls of the supernatural occurring all over the place. Taking your loving boyfriend away from your side for three weeks. And it was only the start of October. Naturally things got a little tense. With only being able to talk to each other through the phone for a few weeks now was clearly bending the two of you out of shape. 

Sam loved touching you. Anything he could do, fucking or not, if he could touch you he was in. And being away from you for so long was borderline torture. He missed cuddles, he missed kisses, he missed hugs, he missed skin to skin contact, he missed naked naps, he missed holding hands. And he missed you. So, when he was away for three weeks, without you it was basically a death sentence for him. Until you called him a few hours ago and now you two were locked in a breathless conversation.

Sam was breathless over the phone, grunting as described how he was thrusting up into his hand while thinking of you. He was describing to you how much he missed your pussy, what he was going to do to you the minute he came back. Grunting out instructions on what he wanted you to do to yourself over the phone while he denied you orgasm after orgasm. 

You, were laying on your back, your body pressed against your silk pillow cases as you pushed your dildo in and out of your pussy. You creamed around the ring of the base imagining it was Sam. Sam, breathlessly whispering obscenities in your ear, while he pressed a vibrator to your clit. 

“Take that one thing I got you, the small one. Fuck I can’t remember what it’s called but you know what I mean. Put it on your clit and keep fucking yourself and don't you dare stop until I say so.” He grunted out the command, and you knew it was driving him crazy not seeing you. It drove you crazy too, knowing you couldn’t see his face right now or feel his body crushing you like it should be right now.

‘What do you want me to do princess, tell me.” He pleaded. Sam always wanted to make you happy, his voice hoarse from moaning and calling your name for the past hour and a half. A moan jumped out of your throat as you shook on the bed. You knew what you wanted. You wanted Sam as messy as you. You wanted him with a messy thighs covered in your cum, but you knew that couldn’t happen. Not as long as you were two thousand miles away from him at the moment.

He was waiting for your instructions and who were you to deny him? As you pulled out the small vibrating egg he got for you, you switched it on before pressing it to your clit and using your free hand to thrust the dildo rhythmically inside of you. High pitched moans escaped you, your phone rest beside you on the bed while Sam groaned over the speaker. 

“I want you to make a mess on yourself. I want you to spit on your hand, and jerk off until you cum with me so we can both make a mess for each other.” And boy, did he love the sound of that. He chuckled, letting out a few curses and he followed your instructions. His tip was probably doing that cute thing it does when you keep him waiting. It was probably throbbing which he confessed to you feels incredibly weird.

“I love you, my favorite little pervert. You like fucking yourself when you think of me?” You moaned out a choked yes, your hips raising off the bed as you chased your orgasm. You couldn’t stop yourself, it was like you were possessed. Sam didn’t sound like he was doing too good either, as it sounded like he was vigorously fucking his hand like it was you. That should be you. You let your brain wander, imagining that the dildo that you were slamming into yourself hard enough that it hurt so good was Sam. 

That he was running his hands through your curls, leaving hard imprints on your skin, spanking you across your ass, and growling into your ear. That he was sucking on your dark nipples and bouncing you up and down on his dick while his brow furrowed in concentration. 

That did it. You felt it start in your toes, and your legs started trembling and you screamed out that you were cumming only to be responded too with a strangled noise.

“Fuckfuckfuck!” He hissed, and that was the last thing you were able to pay attention too.

You couldn’t hear anything else, the world rushed around you as your body shook and you came so hard you felt dizzy. Your eyes shut as you arched your back off the bed. True to Sam’s teachings, you held the vibrator on your clit as Sam has done to you so many times. It was one of the most intense orgasms of your life, while you screamed and moaned into Sam’s ear. Leave it to Sam to make you cum so hard you almost fall of the bed from across the country. As you reopened your eyes you heard Sam breathing hard while you tried to remember to breath.

You envisioned the mess he has made all over himself. His big dick probably throbbing and leaking cum, whatever hadn’t splattered against his stomach leaking slowly from the tip. Whenever Sam finishes, its left red and throbbing while Sam’s legs twitch and he shudders. His eyes water just a bit, especially if its a really intense one like this one. After a moment of silence Sam chuckled.

“Selfies?”

“Of course.”

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Twelve: Stefan Salvatore + Somnophilia

You really tired to stay awake for Stefan, but he was taking to long, and the longer you waited the harder it was to stay awake. The hot summe air around you made sleeping in the hold Salvatore house hard sometimes. You tired to get cool, but the air wasn't moving much, and so you decided to strip down naked.

It wasn't like Stefan hadn't seen you naked before. It was unlike Stefan to stay out late, and not at least call you to you he'd be coming home soon.

Sleep took you quickly. The days efforts to help at the local bakery, and also do some paperwork. Left you feeling worn out, and tired. Sleep took you, and you dreamed of the cold spot next to you being filled with a handsome man. One that smelt of whiskey, and fresh pine. You dreamt of his hands in your hair, and his lips on your body.

Your dreams melted into real life. as your felt the wet feeling between your legs. You hummed as you felt a wet tongue lick a long, and slow strip up your dripping pussy.

Nothing felt better then that, but you still thouhgt you were dreaming. Hands gripping at your thighs, blunt nails leaving half cresents shapes in your skin. You moaned at the sensation.

"Oh fuck!" Your breathy moans fell from your lips, and right into the air. Harder pulls on your tighs as you tired to get away from the over stimulation of the feeling between your legs. "Stefan! FUCK please…" You begged in your sleep.

Until you heard the gruttle moan of Stefan between your legs. Your eyes shot open, "Stefan! What? OH fuck." You muttered as he contineud to tease your clit with his tongue, and sucked on it. Hands falling into his hair, and desperatly trying to pull his lip away from you.

"Nah, missy I wanna taste you." He whispered into your thighs. Kissing you getnly, before diving back in. "Please… I'ma…" You eyes rolled into the back of your head as Stefan added a finger into your dripping pussy. Thrusting slowly. Keeping you right on the edge. "What was that baby girl?" He said teasingly. "Please, Stefan no no teasing." You mumbled as he added another finger. Streching you out further.

Sloppy, wet nosies hitting your ear. Stefan's tongue lapping at your clit. Your hand falling to his hair once again. "Oh, fuck… Stefan don't, please don't stop." He continued to thurst his fingers, at a pace with no mercy. "Never would dream of it Y/n." He whispered into your thighs.

Your vision went white, and your voice became hoarse as you screamed his name out for all of Mystic falls to hear. Stefan helped you through your high. A soft hand rubbing circles into your skin.

He climbed up your body. Kissing at every spot of exposed skin. "I'm sorry I'm late." He mumured into your ear. "It's kay." Your said really unable to form words. He kissed you gently, and climbed next to you under the sheet.

Completed on: 07/02/23

Posted on: 10/12/23

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The Vampires Dairies // Kinktober '23

[pixelscutz]

kento nanami,, food play kink - kinktober ! ★

“mhm..” you say giggling, as manami’s dick twitches, watching you spray some whipping cream into your mouth. “hurry up.” he mutters under his breath as you squirt the fluffy cream onto his chest. before he can complain how cold it is, you lick it off slowly training from his chest down to his lower abdomen, making sure to leave small hickeys along the way. his body shivers towards your touch, soon until reach towards your touch, clearly looking pained as you giggle looking up to him.

“such a pretty cock..” giggling, you squirt on another heavy load of whip cream onto his tip, making it trickle down to his balls.

“hurry up and put it in your mouth then.” nanami mutters under his breath. as soon as that statement leaves his mouth, your tongue starts to lick the thick substance off of his tip, pushing your mouth down further. his body shivers through your touch, making you excited about this new way to dominate him. Bringing your head up and down through a stable motion nanami lets out a loud moan making you full of adrenaline, and push down even harder than before, making you leave a mess mixed with precum, spit and whipped cream. a part of you think it’s disgusting while another part things it absolutely amazing. bobbling up and down, nanami warns you, “i’m about to cum- oh fuck baby..” he yells as he spills his hot seed into your mouth, leaving you as satisfied as ever.

warnings : food play, oral sex ( m! reciving), MA,, i got this kink inspo from icebreaker by hannah grace so creds to her !

[mustainegf]

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Explicit sexual content, Threesome, Power dynamics/Control, Degradation, Rough sex, Objectification, p in v, creampie, blowjob, degradation, praise

I sit on the edge of the bed, almost naked, my heart beating wildly as Kirk Hammett and Jason Newsted tower over me. The starving eyes prowl over my body, tearing away even more garments. "Fuck, look at you," Kirk growls, his voice heavy with longing. Reaching out, he delicately traces a finger across my jaw before cupping my chin firmly.

Jason moves behind me, his hands coming to rest on my shoulders. His hot breath sends shivers down my spine as he leans down to whisper, "You've been such a naughty girl, haven't you? Teasing us all night." The sharp nip to my earlobe that punctuates his words sends shivers down my spine.

Kirk chuckles darkly, his fingers tightening on my face. "On your knees, pretty. Show us how much you want it." I slowly sink onto my knees between them, looking up through hooded eyes as I reach for their belts. My small hands fumble slightly as I undo theirs, letting their pants drop to the floor. Both men are already rock hard, straining against their briefs.

I hook my fingers into the waistbands and tug downward, freeing their impressive cocks. They spring forth, bobbing heavily mere inches from my face. Instinctively, I lick my lips, wanting a taste of each. I take a moment to appreciate them - roughly the same length, but Jason's is a bit thicker, more pinkish in colour. Kirk was more of a rosy brown color, veinier with thick hair framing his cock.

"Mmmm." I hum appreciatively, wrapping one hand around each shaft. They're so warm and heavy in my palms. I pump them gently, feeling them throb and twitch. Leaning forward, I flick my tongue out to lap at the swollen heads, savoring the salty sweet precum leaking from kirks tip.

As I continue to stroke and tease them with my mouth, Kirk's hand slides into my hair, guiding my head closer to his throbbing cock. "That's it, baby, take it deep," he encourages in a strained voice filled with pleasure. I do as told, part my lips wide, and take him down deep. The musky flavor of his arousal fills my senses, teasing me as I suck greedily, hollowing my cheeks to create suction.

Meanwhile, Jason's fingers dig into my scalp, tugging my hair to pull my face toward his cock. "Open up for me too, sweetheart," he orders in a low husky voice. I let out a little pop as I release Kirk's dick to turn my attention to Jason, wrapping my lips around his girthy shaft. He groans in approval, thrusting slightly into my mouth.

I moan around Jason's cock as he starts to move, fucking my mouth with shallow strokes. His thickness stretches my lips wide enough that saliva drips down my chin. Looking up at him with glazed eyes, I love the roll of his hips with every thrust. Simultaneously, I continue stroking Kirk's cock with my free hand, squeezing and pumping in time with Jason's rhythm.

Kirk pulls back suddenly, his cock slipping from my hand in a wet plop. "Not yet, we have to get you ready for us," he snarls gruffly, pulling me to my feet. I feel like I am going to collapse on unsteady legs, his taste still prevalent on my tongue. Jason steps back, too, his eyes watchful as Kirk pushes me onto the bed, spreading my thighs apart.

Lying on the bed, Jason kneels beside me and runs his hand along my thigh. "We're going to take turns fucking you," he says, leaning in close to lightly brush his lips against mine. His hand drifts upward, teasingly, without actually touching my pussy.

He stands at the foot of the bed shirtless, his muscular torso on display as he watches the two of us intently. "While one of us is inside you, the other will be sucking on those perfect tits," he continues, motioning to my chest where my nipples are already beginning to harden with excitement.

They exchange a look; an agreement seems to be reached. Jason leans down and catches one of my nipples between his teeth, nipping lightly before soothing it with a sweep of his tongue.

I sink my fingers into Jason's hair, tugging him closer as his mouth rains attention on my breasts, his skilled mouth jolting pleasure right to the heart of me. Meanwhile, Kirk sets his body between my splayed legs, his hands running along my inner thighs.

"You're absolutely dripping," he observes, voice dripping with lust, as he spreads my slick folds open with his fingers. I gasp and arch off the bed when he finds my clit, circling it with maddeningly light touches. Jason releases my nipple with a wet pop, trailing kisses across my collarbone as he grinds his erection against my hip.

"Please." I whimper, writhing beneath their touch. More, I need so much more, the feel of them filling me utterly complete. Kirk smirks knowingly, without warning pushing two fingers deep inside my tight heat.

"Look at you, so desperate for our cocks," Jason growls, his hand sliding down to cup my mound possessively. "Such a needy little fuck toy, aren't you?" He presses two fingers against my entrance in emphasis, feeling how soaked I am.

Kirk takes immediate advantage of the distraction, placing himself at my opening. With a slow, deliberative thrust, he sinks into my welcoming warmth inch by delicious inch. I let out a guttural moan as he stretches me open, filling me utterly. It's almost too much, but so incredibly good.

"That's it, baby, take every inch," Kirk coaxes, pausing once he's buried to the hilt. He gives me a moment to acclimatize, letting me feel the weight of him pulsing deep inside.

I feel like I am going to burst at any moment, the sensation of being this full overbearing for me. Jason keeps his verbal assault going, his voice low, leaning into my ear, hot breath against skin promising filthy things as he strokes his cock against my hip. "Imagine us splitting you open, using you like some cheap whore. That's what you are right now. and it's exactly what you're fuckin' loving.

His crude words send a thrill of shame and arousal coursing through me, and I'm so turned on that I can hardly think straight. Kirk starts to move then, drawing out until just the tip remains, before easing back in with a smooth rhythm. Every thrust hits that perfect spot inside of me, sending shockwaves of ecstasy radiating outward.

The instant Kirk begins to speed up his pace, Jason scrambles over my face, rubbing his cockhead up and down over my parted lips. "Get ready, slut," he snarls, "you're about to have both ends occupied."

I eagerly take Jason's cock in my mouth, moaning around his girth as he begins to fuck my face. The dual stimulation of having my throat used as Kirk pounds into my pussy is out of this world. Drool leaks from the corners of my stretched lips, coating Jason's balls as he slams deeper.

"Yes, fuck yes, just like that," Kirk grunts, his pace growing erratic. He shifts the angle of his hips, somehow managing to hit even deeper. My eyes roll back, lost in a haze of overwhelming pleasure. Jason sets a brutal pace into my mouth, holding my head in place while chasing his own release.

I know they are getting close; their thrusts become urgent. The obscene skin slapping on skin fills the room, mingling with our moans and cries.

The tension mounts to a fever pitch as they use my body for their pleasure. Just when I think I might pass out from the intensity, Kirk reaches down to rub furious circles over my aching clit. That extra stimulation proves my undoing. With a scream muffled by Jason's cock, I come undone, my walls clamping down on Kirk's pistoning length.

The rhythmic squeeze of my cunt forces his own climax. Hoarsely shouting, he spills deep inside me, painting my insides white with seed. Knowing I've milked him dry sends another aftershock rippling through me.

Jason's not behind by much, pulling out just in time to erupt across my face and chest. Thick ropes of cum splatter across my features, marking me as theirs.

Kirk pulls out carefully, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as some of his load dribbles out of my well-used hole. He snatches a towel off the bed, wiping gently at the evidence of our debauchery on my face and chest. "You took us so well, baby girl," he coos, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead.

In the meantime, Jason positions himself between my splayed thighs, his still-hard cock bobbing against his stomach as he does so. Kirk gives my ass a playful smack, moving aside as Jason takes his place. I shudder at the sudden loss of fullness, only to gasp as Jason once again fills me in one sure, smooth stroke.

"Fuck, you're still so tight," he groans, bottoming out inside me. Kirk settles on the bed beside us, idly playing with my sensitive nipples while Jason sets a relentless pace.

Kirk's attentions to my breasts are a gentle contrast to the hard pounding Jason is giving my pussy. He tweaks and rolls my nipples between his fingers, sending sparks of pleasure zinging straight to my core. His soft kisses pepper along the column of my throat, biting lightly at my pulse point.

"You did so good taking us both," he murmurs, his warm breath ghosting over my skin. "Such a perfect little slut for your men." The words, so delicately spoken, cause me to clench around Jason's driving cock.

Jason grunts at the added pressure, hips stuttering. "Fuck, don't stop," he growls, holding my thighs hard enough to bruise. Kirk complies, pinching my nipples even harder while sucking a dark mark up onto the side of my neck.

Kirk's whispered sweet nothings in my ear provide a jarring contrast to the brutal fucking Jason is giving me. As he speaks sweet nothings, telling me how pretty I am, how desirable, I reach down to stroke his poor neglected cock. He utters a low moan, bucking into my touch.

Lost in the haze of pleasure, I capture Kirk's lips in a searing kiss as our tongues dance together. He devours my mouth, swallowing my cries of ecstasy. Jason all the while continues to pound into me remorselessly, his every thrust hitting that perfect spot inside me.

Kirk breaks the kiss to nip at my lower lip, breathing raggedly. "You're going to make me cum just from touching me," he warns in a strained voice. I respond by clamping down harder around his shaft and stroking faster because Jason's own orgasm is brewing within him.

Jason's cock is twitching inside me, his torrent of hot cum spilling deep into my spasming depths. The feeling of him filling me up launches my own climax, and I arch my back to a keening cry. My inner muscles ripple with rhythmic contractions around his spurting member, milking him for every last drop.

In some moment of subconscious need, my hand on Kirk's cock flexes reflexively, and he lets out a sharp intake of breath. The sudden constriction around his sensitive flesh sends a jolt of pleasure-pain through him. "Ah, fuck!" he gasps, his hips jerking involuntarily as he teeters on the brink of orgasm.

With Jason spent and still buried deep, Kirk's self-control shatters. He comes with a hoarse shout, his seed spilling over my fingers and soaking into the sheets beneath us.

After the fierce lovemaking session, Kirk takes our aftercare in his hands. Gently tugging his softening cock from my well-used pussy, he tenderly cleans the remnants of our combined fluids off from my thighs and mound. Jason, still seated between my spread legs, bends forward to press a series of soft kisses along my inner calves, working upwards to my knees.

Once clean, Kirk tucks me into his arms, cradling me against his chest. "Shh, it's okay, baby girl."

Hours later, we're all snuggled up in bed. I lie nestled in Kirk's hold, my head resting on his firm chest as I get lulled by every beat of his heart. His arms wrap protectively around me; one of his hands makes lazy patterns on my hip.

Jason spoons against my back, his warmth seeping into my skin from behind. He draws his arm around my waist and tugs me into his solid mass. Safe and content with the bodies of two men having claimed mine, I let sleep's soft embrace take me under.

I snuggle in tighter to Kirk and press a soft kiss against his chest.

[sexydoffyman]

day 5 - BRAT TAMING

Simon Riley

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genre: smut

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You were a definition of a "Fokin twat", as they all loved to call you. You were always arguing, and not in a polite way. You were rude as fuck. You insulted people. Especially your superiors.

And holy shit, it definitely got on everyone's nerves. They all hoped you'd just shut up for a second or, even better, forever. Price tried to put you in your place using his position, but he soon realised he could never succeed.

You had no fear. You were reckless. And the worst thing is that your arguments made actual sense. You used logic, so no one could've actually fought you in the battle of words. And if anyone tried, you just made them look like an idiot.

Now, not everyone was actively trying to stop you. Ghost, he was only watching from a corner. And, of course, you argued with him too, but it wasn't as common. He looked like he didn't really care. But that was way wrong.

He wanted to shut you up the most. So he did.

You don't know how you got yourself into this situation, but you are here now. On your knees, with a dick in your mouth. He was merciless. He just grabbed you and dragged you to a storage room. Put you down and looked at you like he was looking at an excuse for a human being.

He thrusted in your throat, making you gag. You would think he would be degrading the shit out of you, but no. He just stood there, looking your way. Moving your head at his preferred pace.

A small tear escaped your eyes. It made him go feral. Getting way rougher than he was. He even started to talk. "Common, try to talk shit, now you twat." He chuckled when you didn't even try to get out of his grasp.

As he was getting closer and closer to his finish, he looked into your eyes. He came into your mouth, making you swallow it all.

He crouched down next to you and spoke. "This will make you quiet for a while." Before getting up and leaving you there.

[galixy0universe]

Kinktober 2024 Harry Potter Edition

Kinktober List

Is it late? Yes, I got sick when I was supposed to upload it and then was busy with my life afterward. I hope to do a big upload with last week's and this week's prompt on the weekend. Until then, here is the list and the requests that were accepted. Please note that if it was not accepted, it may be because I just don't have confidence writing that specific kink. All of these will be rather short to keep up with everything I have to write and my IRL things. I will make a final master list at the end of the month with all the links if I can. If you still want to make a request, let me know; anything in Italics can be replaced.

Bill Weasley-Daddy Kink

Weasley twins-chubby! reader dirty talk/body worship

Breeding-Fred

Threesome both (non-incest)- Weasley Twins

Thigh riding-George Weasley

Role play- Fred Weasley

Spanking-James Potter

Lactating-Sirus Black

Creampie-Percy Weasley

Uniforms-Remus Lupin

Fingering-Sirus Black

Glory Hole-Garreth Weasley

Mirror Sex-Draco Malfoy

Love Bites-Neville Longbottom

Pregnant-Ominus Gaunt

Breeding-Tom Riddle

Tifuck-Harry Potter

Phone/Video-Bill Weasley

Collar-Bill Weasley

Double Pen.-James Potter & Sirius Black

Foreplay-Neville Longbottom

Toys-Charlie Weasley

Anal-Tom Riddle

Dom/Sub-Bill Weasley

Quickie-Percy Weasley

Biting-Harry Potter

Aphrodisiacs-Sebastian Sallow

Exhibition-Remus Lupin

Free Use-Regulus Black

Gloves/Leather-Ominus Gaunt

Car Sex-Draco Malfoy

[maiiuelle]

for kinktober you should write something about jj and kook!reader (who's an honorary pogue like kie and sarah) fucking in secret when they're stuck in poguelandia because she's dating someone currently like Rafe or Pope or John B but jj and her have been crushing for a whole lot longer ORRR in general just some nasty sex with jj in Poguelandia

gurl i can NOTTT get over poguelandia 🙂‍↔️ it's been on my mind 24/7 and it's just so sad because jj was like the happiest he'd ever been when he was just living off the land!! i need island jj emphatically

-🪻

I’VE BEEN DYING TO WRITE ABOUT POGUELANDIA OMG

you’d expect kook!reader being stranded with them to be such a mess — the deserted island simply couldn’t fit all of her high maintenance needs, so why is she skipping around, sipping on coconuts, tanning in the sand, having the time of her life?

well, jj found a cozy cave in the rocky cliffs surrounding the beach you now call home. within the first few days of being stranded, he learned he could dispel your bratty attitude by coaxing you away from the rest of the group and fucking it out of you. the only way you’ll be able to stay sane on this island is if he gives you your fix, and luckily for you, he’s more than happy to help.

adding this to my kinktober prompt list now!! <3

it’s posted!

[1-800-cr33py]

1800CR33PY’s KinkTober

| hello my ghoulies, here resides the tomb of fics I have planned for this month. I will be including other fandoms other than Creepypasta and EMH, so remember ahead of time!

PHASE ONE

DAY 1 Breath play w/ Brian ThomasDAY 2 Edging w/ Ghostface DAY 3 Overstim w/ RZ!Michael Myers DAY 4 Make-up Sex w/ Albert Wesker DAY 5 Collaring w/ Hobo Heart DAY 6 Breeding Kink w/ Eyeless Jack DAY 7 Dumbification w/ RZ!Michael Myers

PHASE TWO

DAY 8 Thigh Riding w/ Frank Morrison DAY 9 Hate Sex w/ Joey DAY 10 Impact Play w/ Liu Hodek DAY 11 Cockwarming w/ Tim Wright Day 12 Dom/Sub w/ Tarhos Kovács Day 13: Cunnilingus w/ Jane Arkensaw DAY 14 Predator/Prey w/ Bloody Painter(Helen Otis)

PHASE THREE

DAY 15 Shibari w/ The Puppeteer (Jonathan Blake) DAY 16 Hate Sex w/ Ghostface DAY 17 Aphrodisiac w/ Bo Sinclair DAY 18 Facesitting w/ Vincent Sinclair DAY 19 Rough Sex w/ Brahms Heelshire (Dom!Brahms agenda) DAY 20 Age Gap w/ Patrick Bateman DAY 21 A/B/O w/ The Trapper (Evan MacMillan)

PHASE FOUR

DAY 22 Size Kink w/ Pyramid Head

DAY 23 Exhibitionism w/ Asa Emory

DAY 24 Sugar Daddy w/ Chromeskull

DAY 25 Hand Kink w/ Brahms Heelshire

DAY 26 Voice Kink w/ Hannibal Lecter

DAY 27 Corruption Kink w/ The Man (Hush 2016)

DAY 28 Brat Taming w/ The Trickster (Ji-Woon Hak)

NEW ARRIVALS

DAY 29 Somnophilia w/ Sebastian Kruegar

DAY 30 Primal Play w/ Nikto (Andre Nikto)

DAY 31

Author’s Surprise <3

Author’s Comments: Please be aware these are always available to change if I receive a request I’d prefer more than what I’ve made up. If these happen to be a day or so late I apologize as I have a busy schedule and you know, have a life outside of social media /nm. But please feel free to request any changes, whether or not they make it to the KinkTober list is up to discussion between Mod 800 and I.

Best Regards

Mod 888

[hayw1res]

kinktober 2024 !

ill do my best to complete this ! ill link all the fics below and ill add the masterlist to my profile ; these may come out really late!

WEEK 1 !

“taming the beast” w/ von lycaon x fem reader ; MONSTERFUCKING ! WEREWOLF !

“closet space” w/ lighter x fem reader ; HALLOWEEN ! MASKED / CLOTHED !

WEEK 2 !

“i wanna hear you scream” w/ ghostface! wriothesley x gn reader ; KNIFEPLAY !

“you taste divine” w/ !vampire choso x fem reader : VAMPIRISM ! MODERN AU ! BLOOD !

WEEK 3 !

“like i love you” w/ yandere! suguru geto x fem reader ; YANDERE ! KNIFEPLAY ! SLIGHT DUBCON !

“working nine to five..” w/ nanami kento x fem reader : OFFICE SEX ! SUB/DOM DYNAMICS !

WEEK 4 !

“join the fun” w/ capitano + childe x fem reader ; DOUBLE TROUBLE ! SHARING ! THREESOME !

“happy halloween” w/ von lycaon x gn reader ; DRESS UP ! ROLEPLAY !

[1-800-local-slut]

Lucked Out

Liam lucked out with you, because if anyone can match his freak it's you.

Notes: All characters are 18+, I'm sorry if this isn't' the best I'm a little scared because this is my first kinktober and my first time writing for Liam. With that said, I hope you like this <3

Kinktober Masterlist

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Did Liam intend to have you pressed in between him and the door of his bedroom? No, but he couldn’t help himself. 

It was shameful enough, when he came to the dance late. It wasn’t his fault, he was jumped by an assassin then a plant fucking exploded on him. Then, after his gasped out apologies and you fixed his tie while assuring him it wasn’t his fault. You two took your seats but he noticed everything. It was like suddenly he felt and saw everything. He saw how beautiful you were. He saw how nice your hair looked in a nice updo. He saw how plump your lips looked from the gloss, how long your eyelashes looked with your mascara, how curvy you looked in the dress. Then one thing led to another, you both excused yourself and got to the parking lot. 

He got lucky with you, the second he hinted that he wanted to get out of there and get busy, you were putting your lipgloss in your purse and hugging your friends goodbye. You got to the parking lot, and he was pulling your hair to tilt your head back when he kissed down your neck. You moaned softly, and Liam knew he needed that. He didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to fuck anything that looked at him but Liam remembered he had his hot girlfriend sitting right next to him.

The whole time you drove them home, he struggled. Boy did he struggle. He struggled to keep his hands to himself, he struggled to keep his eyes off you, he struggled to not claw into your leather seats (the last time he did you slapped him clear out of his anger induced black out and he had to run you the 150 for your seats) and you almost ran a red light trying to get home. Liam personally wasn’t worried. Sure, a little embarrassed at the prospect of getting caught fucking you in a parking lot, but honestly? The way his head felt full of images of all the times you two had ever had sex he didn't even care. 

Every time he came so hard his abs cramped, every time you deep throated him and he came down your throat, everytime he sunk into you, everytime you moaned out his name when he was on top of you, everytime you were on top of him. Everytime he shyly confessed something he wanted to try with you and you agreed so fast that once you two were done and you were fast asleep in his arms he thanked whoever was looking out for him and sent you his way.

His dick literally pulsated in his pants, and he was trembling. He didn’t want to hurt you, his human girlfriend who even though she matched his freak was still fragile compared to him. As in Liam could tumble down the stairs and be A-OK but you would probably fall into a coma. He doesn’t really remember how easy it was to get hurt, his perception may be a little bit off.

It was hot, when you two got out of the car and he carried you up the steps of his house. He hardly was able to keep his lips off of you enough to open the front door but the door eventually was opened. After he got frustrated and broke away from you, while you kissed his back. He pulled you inside, kicked the door shut, and got you up the stairs. Now all he had to do was stop making out with you long enough to open the door. Sounds easy? Wrong.

Your kisses were like crack to him. He was addicted to you. His heart was jumping around in his chest, he shuddered when you ran your hands over his neck and pulled him close by his tie. Your leg was in his hand, he was running his hand up and down your thigh and it was like heat was coming off of you. He could literally smell your arousal. You did love him in a suit, you told him so many times. Maybe he should just keep it on, as long as you keep that dress on. In truth, he was doomed the minute he saw you in that dress. 

He bit your neck, sucking dark bruises into your skin, while you literally tore his suit off his body while soft moans escaped you. If he ever finds out what plant that was, he’ll be buying it in bulk.

Finally, Liam had the sense to just turn his door knob and you two stumbled in. Between the gasps, you two sloppily undressed each other. Unlike the other times you two had sex, this wasn’t filled with giggles and soft touches with tender looks. No, this was just him trying to get out of his tie, while you kicked your heels off and he kept his eyes trained on you with such an intense stare that you whimpered underneath it. Reaching forward, you pulled him into a searing kiss and the two of you fell onto his made bed, that he made in the event that you did come over and he got lucky tonight. 

He moaned into the kiss, his shirt finally off while he pulled your dress over your head, which slightly disheveled your hair. Clearly you wanted him too though, you had on the bra that he loved. The one that he told you so many times that he loved and the bra he always sees you wearing in his dreams. The window was open, and the moonlight shone down on you. God, you were beautiful. You were so gorgeous that Liam felt a little bit bad that he was about to ruin all that pretty makeup of yours. 

He didn’t even realize that his eyes were starting to glow, that color you’ve referred to as incredibly sexy. When he got it unlatched and your boobs bounced out freely, he smiled, like a kid in a candy store. It was like waking up in the middle of the night and seeing an ice cold water bottle next to your bed. 

“So you just wore my favorite bra, you wanted to get fucked didn’t you?” He teased, bringing his head closer. He couldn’t even hide the smile on his face as he put one of your nipples in his mouth. You let out a hum while he sucked on your chest.

“I don’t even-” a moan broke off your thoughts when he ran a hand down your stomach and over your underwear.�� 

“I don’t know what you mean.” You finished, breathless and chuckling just a little bit while you ran your fingers through his hair and his hand slipped into your underwear. One day, he’ll figure out what it is about him that makes you so wet. He didn’t even have time to respond, he didn't even have time to engage in his usual foreplay, he was about to come now. And this was a really nice pair of pants. 

He painstakingly pulled away from your chest, ignoring your soft whine from the loss of stimulation. Pulling his pants down, he noticed your eyes glimmered at the sight of the dark gray boxers. You told him that you wanted to see him wearing them everyday until you died. Maybe it was the plant that had him so horny but he decided this on his own: he was going to destroy you.

Kicking off his boxers, pulling down your underwear, he heard your heart beating in gleeful anticipation. Almost like you wanted it to hurt (and he knew you did, after all this time he knows how you like it) and it definitely would. Liam loves you so much he just can't deny what you want. Coming back to lay on top of you, naked bodies on naked bodies, Liam planted a kiss on your neck and grinded himself into you. He was right there, his dick wet before he even went into you. You licked a stripe along his neck, running your hands down his toned chest and the two of you began a sloppy mess of horny grinding. 

“You like when I do this?” Liam was not blind, he could literally see how excited you were, how hard it was to have patience. 

“Shut up.” You moaned back while your legs shook just a little bit from feeling him against you. 

“I knew you liked teasing, but the way you're acting right now-” He was cut off by you guiding him into you. Oh you really couldn’t wait. Maybe he wasn’t the one most affected. He let out a soft ‘fuck’ when he felt how warm and tight you were. The voice in his head telling him to just do it was silent now, celebratory canons went off in his head.  But no, this wasn’t right. He needed something insane, he needed that really rough nasty stuff tonight.

Pulling out, much to the both of your dismay you wiggled on the bed for him to put it back.

“Turn around.” He was sweating, his head felt foggy and his eyes were pulsing. Like a puppet on a string you were on your knees, your ass up in the air and your back arched deeply. Perfect, you were perfect. He saw how wet your pussy was and it was finally time. He slammed into you, you jumped forward with a loud broken moan.

Suddenly, something snapped in him. He wasn’t exactly going to go gentle on you before but now? Forget it. He let out a low, dangerous growl, feeling his claws pushing out of his nails while he pulled back out and slammed back into you. You jumped, almost like this was a bit more than you bargained for but it was what you wanted.

Fuck he just couldn’t help it. Perfect, you were perfect. He was slamming in and out of you, eyes rapidly trying to take in every single part of you. His hands slapped your ass and held a bruising grip on your hips while you clenched the sheets underneath you. Your moans were like music to his ears, while his hands found your hair. Liam was a talkative guy okay? So even when he was pounding into you with reckless abandon he needed to let you know. 

Leaning down to meet your head half way he began his symphony of perverted conversation.

“You like when I fuck you like this?” He had to ask. The way you were screaming out his name while he pounded your brains out was an answer enough but he had to hear it. You stammered, attempting to get the words out, while his free hand came around and pinched one of your nipples. Your legs shook and he chuckled darkly in your ear. 

“Yes!” You jumped, one of his hands delivering a slap to your clit. He began rubbing hard and fast circles that had to wiggling to escape his strong arms. He wasn’t sure why you tended to do that, because usually it just makes him put you in a headlock while you cum. Maybe you liked it though, he can’t really figure it out. You gasped out a moan, and Liam vaguely hoped his mom and step dad arent home. You were closing, whispering his name over and over again with each second he felt you cream all over him even more.

“Don’t worry, there’s more to come. We’re gonna go all night, and you’re about to cum so much that you forget your own name. You want that?” Of course you did, you were his favorite girl. You matched his freak better than anyone. You nodded while you moaned, feeling a hand of his coming up to squeeze your neck. His fingers still rubbing your clit, as he thrusted up into you. The more you chanted his name the closer he got to the edge. Your hips jumped and he gave you three more thrust, growling more obscene words into your ear while your legs shook and you screamed his name. You came, hard. Your back arched and you attempted to close your legs but Liam wouldn’t give you the chance as he kept thrusting up into you. His fingers continued to attack your clit but decided to give you a small break.

He switched his strokes, no longer going fast and hard but instead slowly and hard. Each moment you let out soft whimpers and moans of his name that broke down his brain.

“Only sluts like to be fucked this way. Say you're a slut.” He pulled out, putting you on your back. He was close, so close that he just needed one more thrust and it would be time for round two. You were dazed, from cumming so hard that you were basically seeing stars. Looking down, Liam noticed the mess you made around his dick and he groaned upon seeing the creamy ring.

“Come onnn say it.” He teased rubbing himself over your clit and over your opening.

“I’m a slut.” There it was! Liam's angel! He slid back into you, groaning while he clutched your face and planted a rough kiss to your lips. 

“Fuck yeah you are.” He picked up the hard pace again, pushing himself to some limits that he had literally never reached before. His head rushed, and he felt dizzy. He let out a loud growl as he came inside of you while you dragged your nails down his back. Your legs trembled around his waist before they undid themselves as you melted into the sheets. 

That ground breaking orgasm did very little to ease the intense fog over his mind. You were looking up at him, while he pulled out slowly. The sight of his cum leaking out of you, plus the mess your pussy made had him shaking. It was going to be a great night.

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Six: Bucky Barnes + Mirror Sex

Your self-confidence is about as low as it's ever been. Your boyfriend tries his absolute hardest to show you that you are beautiful and unique, and he has been missing everything in his already very long life.

Yet you fear that sometimes you aren't enough for him. Your Bucky is a super soldier with stamina you can't always keep up with. That added to the fact that you don't like how your body looks; the bedroom isn't your favorite place.

You dislike your stretch marks, your hips dip a little more than you'd like, or how you can't wear tight dresses like anyone else in the Stark Tower can. How pudgy your stomach is, or how puffy your cheeks always are.

It's not like you don't try; you try for the sake of your own, but also Bucky's. You fear that one day, Bucky will have enough of your looks and low self-confidence that he'll up and leave you for a better-looking version.

Bucky's return from his latest mission has his muscles tight, and his need to see his baby girl is high, except when he finds you. The tears staining your face have him dropping his bags and rushing in to see what's wrong.

"Baby girl, What's wrong?" There, you sit on the edge of the bed with your jeans halfway up your pudgy thighs, tears rolling down your soft features. "I'm fat." There's no arguing with you when you're like this and no way to make you see past your hatred. Bucky lowers to his knees in front of you. "Baby, you are not fat." Bucky would never lie to you, but what Bucky says doesn't compute right now.

"Yes, I am. I can't fit into my fucking jeans; I can't wear what Natasha and Wanda wear to galas. I will never be perfect for you, Bucky. I just know that one day you're gonna…" Tears roll down your face even more now, and you can't bring yourself to finish your thought.

"I'll do what, love?" Bucky asks, trying to understand how his beautiful and fantastic girlfriend thinks so little of herself. "That one day you'll get bored of me and leave me for someone like Sharon." Your words come out in a rush as more tears wet your soft cheeks.

To say Bucky is taken aback by your words is an understatement. He would never leave you for anyone and mostly wouldn't leave you for Sharon. Your face hangs low between your shoulders, "Baby, I need you to listen to me." Bucky says, taking your hands into his and shifting you around. He's now sitting in your spot, legs wide and open for you to slot yourself in. "Listen to me very carefully, love. I will never, ever leave you for someone else. You are my heart and my soul." "But" "No buts, Y/n, you are my everything, and I think it's about damn time that I make you realize just how special you are to me," Bucky says, tugging you close to his chest. His hands are harsh against your warm skin as he tugs the betraying jeans down your legs and off to the side.

"Now come here; I want you to sit in my lap. I want your back pressed against my chest." You nod and follow your boyfriend's instructions. You end up in his lap with your back pressed against his warm chest. Legs locked on either side of Bucky's thick thighs.

"I want you to look in this mirror." He says, pointing directly in front of you. "I want you to keep looking at me through this mirror as you make yourself cum on my fingers." His words make your eyes big, "Bucky, that's not." "No. I have made some mistakes by not caring for you or making you realize how much of an absolute gem you are in my life. You are the one that keeps me steady. Now, would you please let me take care of my girl?" You nod, unable to deny Bucky unlonger.

"Good. Now, keep your eyes on the mirror." Bucky's thick finger rips your danity panties apart, leaving you bare for the both of you to see. If Bucky couldn't tell how wet you were from your panties, he sure can now. Slick drips from your cunt as your clit pulses with need.

"Look at you all pretty and wet, waiting for me to return home and please you." He whispers into your ear. You hum with need and watch as Bucky gathers your dripping slick from your cunt, using it to tease your clit. As you watch Bucky's fingers, eyes, and muscles, your lip is bitten between your teeth. Everything about him is hot as he plays with your clit and then inserts just one finger into your pussy.

Thick and longer as he pumps gently in and out of your pussy, adding another when your head falls over his shoulder. "No, pretty girl, I need you to watch yourself remember." He reminds you, and your head tilts your forehead again to watch as your boyfriend makes you cum all over his fingers.

When Buckky adds a third finger, your legs start to shake, and your hips begin to buck up, begging to meet his delicious fingers. "Fuck Bucky, please I need it faster." You beg through moans that echo off the walls of your bedroom and cause the zipper of Bucky's camo pants to dig into his growing thickness.

"If faster is what you want, then I'll give it to you, baby," he mutters as he watches your slick drip down onto the hardwood floor. It's not long before the coolness of Bucky's metal arm is all you can feel. Your head falls back as your cum around Bucky's fingers.

Bucky fucks you gently through your high, keeping you there as long as possible. "Hmm, such a pretty girl when she cums all over my fingers." He whispers. Your heart is beating against your chest, and your cheeks are red.

When you come down from your high, Bucky is licking his fingers clean and keeping you tight against his chest, but you can feel his hard cock against your back. When you move to the floor between his legs, Bucky stops you. "No honey, today and the rest of the night is about you. I don't care; I'll cum in my pants like a teenage boy as long as you know how fucking amazing you are to me, how important you are in my life." You nod and snuggle the best way you can against Bucky'ss chest. Feeling the steady beat of his heart through your chest.

Completed on: 07/30/24

Posted on 10/06/24

Kinktober 24

[gildedkrone]

KINKTOBER 2023 M.LIST

Righting the world, one smut fic at a time. green means go.

Oct 2 — Electrostimulation · Milking & Gaz 🟢

Oct 6 — Cuckolding · Femdom & Valeria · Alejandro 🟢

Oct 10 — Financial Domination · Semi Public & Price 🟢

Oct 14 — Handsfree · Somno & Soap 🟢

Oct 18— Body Worship · Finger Fucking & König (FTM READER) 🟢

Oct 22 — Threesome · Overstimulation & Price · Ghost 🟢

Oct 26 — Cock worship · Cock warming & Ghost 🟢

Oct 30 — Brat Taming · Teasing & Price / König 🟢

Oct 31 — Religious Imagery · Dacryphilia & Ghost 🟢

more dates might be added depending on availability, which is why you should use the request box on my page

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Regular requests will be ignored from now until the end of October.

[mustainegf]

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: femdom, instructions, praise, degradation, oral m & f receiving, explicit sex, female domination, “good boy”

I always knew I was born to be in charge. It's just in my nature. dominant, bossy, and unapologetically me. The moment I met James at that charity gala last month, I knew he would be the perfect plaything.

We moved under the glittering chandeliers, our bodies some sort of symphony, and I couldn't help but imagine all the different ways through which I could dominate him. Strong arms wrapped around my waist strengthened my fantasy. Little did he know, tonight I would lay claim to him.

I led him to the bedroom, my heels clicking against the marble floor, and ordered in a low voice, "Strip."

He didn't hesitate, and I was presented with the vision of a muscled torso that made my heart race faster. Naked, circling him like a prey, I drank in the length of his tanned skin. My fingers trailed down his chest, tracing the ridges of his abs, before dipping lower to wrap around his thick cock.

"Such a pretty dick," I purred, stroking it slowly. "I can't wait to see it leaking..." James exhaled a breath as his erection twitched in my grip. I squeezed harder, applying just enough pressure to make him whimper.

"On your knees," I ordered him, guiding his head to my dripping cunt. He kneeled down, with my free hand, I opened my lips wide, exposing him to my glistening folds. "Lick." I instructed him, pressing his face into my heat.

When his tongue touched my clit, fire danced across my skin. James lapped at me with eagerness. The roughness of his beard caught against my flesh to create friction so so good. I combed my fingers through his hair, drawing him harder against me as I grinded his face.

"Yes, just like that," I moaned, grinding against his mouth.

"I'm gonna cum on your face..." I warned, my body tensing. With a cry I came, oozing my release into his mouth. James drank me down greedily, not stopping until I'd shivered every last drop from my spasming cunt.

Panting, I pulled back and admired the sticky mess I'd made of his handsome features. "Stand up."

He rose, towering over me, his erection jutting proudly. I licked my lips at the thought of how it would feel, stretching me, rubbing me. But first, I had another idea.

I grabbed a silk tie from the bedpost and bound his wrists behind him. James' eyes widened, but he didn't try to resist, submitting fully. Satisfied, I pushed him onto the plush rug and straddled his hips.

"Not yet," I teased when he tried to line himself up with my entrance. Instead, I rubbed my slick slit along the underside of his shaft, coating him in my juices. Each pass dragged over the sensitive head, making him groan.

"Please," he begged, arching up desperately. "Fuck me."

"And if I don't?" I taunted, pausing with just the tip at my opening.

James' pleading became more desperate, his voice cracking with need. "I'll be a good boy, I swear. Please, let me fuck you. I need to be inside you so bad..."

I smiled, liking this position of power I had over him. "That's better," I purred, easing down onto his thick length. James let out a moan as I wrapped around him, my walls fluttering on his girth.

"You're so big," I panted, starting to rock my hips. I rode him harder, breasts bouncing and jiggling with each thrust. James met me with desperation, driving up into me with hard pumping strokes.

"God, yes, just like that," he grunted, his breath hot against my neck. "You feel amazing, baby. So...so tight and wet."

The pleasure mounted as we moved together, skin slapping against skin. James flexed his hands uselessly behind his back, straining against the silk bonds. I could tell he wanted to touch me, to grab my hips and pound into me. But he was at my mercy.

"Do you want to cum?" I asked coyly, clenching my muscles around him.

"Please," he whimpered, bucking up into me. "I need to cum. Need to fill... ah... you."   "Not yet," I said cruelly, lifting completely off him. James whimpered at the loss, his hard cock slick with my arousal.   I shifted back and took him into my mouth instead, swirling my tongue around the swollen head. James cried out, trembling from the intensity.

I sucked James' cock deeper, taking him to the back of my throat as I fingered myself. The combined feeling sent me nuts, my juices running. James tangled his fingers in my hair, panting heavily above me.

"Fuck, baby...your mouth." he rasped. "But please, I need to be inside you again. Need to feel you...w-wrapped around my cock."

I let him go with a pop, a stream of saliva stretched from my lips to his quivering member. "Not until you beg properly," I teased and peppered his length with kisses.

James didn't waste another minute, and his voice was hoarse from desperation. "Please baby, put my cock back where it belongs. I'll do anything, just let me fuck you!" I smiled, satisfied with his submission.

I got up and assumed my position over James once more, his cock bobbing invitingly between us. I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft, guided him to my entrance, and then paused for a moment before sheathing him fully.

"Oh god, yes!" James groaned, his hips snapping upward as I started to ride him hard and fast. The sound of our wet skin slapping filled the room.

I leaned forward, took his lips in a kiss, swallowing his moans as I rubbed down on him. James's fingers bit into my ass, trying to tug me closer, but I was in control.

"You like being my toy, don't you?" I panted against his mouth as my nails raked down his chest. "Love having your cock stuffed inside me whenever I want it."

James nodded wildly, unable to form words as I bounced up and down on his lap. Sweat dripped from both our faces as their bodies glowed in the dark light.

"So close," I panted, my orgasm building fast. "Gonna cum all over your cock." I rotated my hips, grinding my clitoris against him. "Me too," James choked out, his face contorted. "Fuck, I'm gonna...'

The coil inside me snapped and I shattered, tossing my head back as bliss took over me. A few seconds later, James followed, his member jerking as he spilled deep inside me.

As the feelings subsided, I fell against James, my weight pressing him deep into the plush bed. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer still as we both fought to catch our breath.

After a while, I raised my head and locked eyes with him, softening. I gently worked the ties loose on his wrists, massaging the minor redness left from the silk bonds.

"Better?" I asked, sweeping a strand of sweat-dampened hair from his forehead.

James nodded, his eyes rich with affection. "Much... Thanks for going easy... sorta."

I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, infusing all my love and gratitude into the simple gesture. When finally I broke away, I rested my cheek against his chest, listening to the gentle thud of his heart.

"You were amazing," I whispered. "My perfect boy."

[sexydoffyman]

day 17 - YANDERE

Simon Riley

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genre: smut, angst

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He had kidnapped you a few months ago. He was always cold. You were his saviour. He would've gone insane if it weren't for you. At night, he tied your wrists together so that you weren't able to leave him. He buried his face into your stomach and breathed calmly.

You were his lifeline but also his kryptonite. He was so terrified that you'd leave. He was filled with worry. He put four locks on the door and the gate. He put cameras in the hallway. He always had you in the reach of an arm away. He couldn't fall asleep without the familiar weight of your body on his chest.

If you'd ever managed to escape, he would've haunt you down. He'd put you into his basement, never letting you leave. You could only get out of there if he had his eyes on you. Fortunately, you never even tried to escape. You were too scared of what he'd do.

Unfortunately for you, Simon is really careful, way too careful. He wouldn't take any chances, and he was very paranoid. He was gone, and he knew he'd be gone for a long time. He didn't want you to starve, so he put food and water into his room and locked you in.

At least, that's what he thought. He forgot to lock the door. And you didn't know his earlier intentions, so you came out of his room to wash the dishes. You came back into your room, not bothering to close the door, and waited for him to return.

He returned at night when you were asleep. You couldn't even hear him. He closed the door behind him and proceeded to walk in. His blood froze when he saw the open door. You were awakened by the sound of him stomping towards the bed you fell asleep on.

As soon as you looked at him, you knew something was wrong. He was furious. He grabbed you by the wrists and started yelling at you for trying to escape. He sounded almost desperate.

He almost ripped your pants off. He then took his own pants off. He propped you up and thrusted into you. He didn't give you any time to adjust to his size. He didn't even prepare you a bit. It hurt. It hurt a lot.

He pushed you down into the mattress, making it harder for you to breathe. You cried, but it hadn't moved with him even a bit. He went rougher, even against your pleads.

"Why..." You asked in a whine, bawling your eyes out. He grabbed your chin " You fucking pick locked the door. Don't you even try to act stupid." "No, you left the door unlocked." You cried out.

He stopped his movements and looked at you. The realisation hit him like a rock. He looked at you. You were obviously in pain. You were crying, and it was all because he fucked it up. He immediately regretted what he did.

He stopped pushing you into the mattress to let you breathe. He hugged you softly as he started moving again, but this time gently. He kissed you softly.

You looked at him and realised he was holding back tears. The regret fucked him up “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I was just scared, you were going to leave me!” He whined into your ear. You were shaking, and it was his fault. He ruined it again.

He will always stay the unloved monster.

[galixy0universe]

Taking Kinktober Requests

It has been a minute since I have been on here. Either way, I decided to move between here and Ao3 to fill my request slots for kinktober. I hope to do two sets of all reader/yn inserts, but not mention the y/n. So I want to do a Harry Potter theme and a Batfam theme for the season. All of these will be posted to Ao3 in a dedicated grouping. So if you have a character you really want let me know. I am not sticking to a specific list so feel free to browse what is around and send me the character and the kink. Once I filled all 31 slots I will post the final list.