#let me help you destress baby girl

[hunzzzzz]

You’re doing amazing sweetie !!!!!

[roturo]

ᯓ★DASH ╰⪼┆MMM!, I JUST WANNA CONTINUE MY PACE!

⤹ featuring: jjk men and motorcycles!, smut, pussy slapping, size kink, unprotected sex, possessive behavior, jealousy, marking, breeding, masturbation, overstimulation, edging, multiple orgasms- gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, megumi fushiguro, sukuna ryomen..

⤹ next up!: bad news! (feb 2024) ft. jjk men suffering from reader having a low sex drive, ow!

february event! -`♡´-

gojo satoru

Sounds of skin slapping filled the room, he swears he was so close to cum for the second time in the afternoon. You? Maybe like the fifth? Sixth? He doesn’t remember how many times he ate you out– preferring to “skip lunch and have dessert” instead. 

The sounds of motorcycles and talking were silenced thanks to your moans. Not like he needed to hear the other people throwing shit at him. Probably just jealous that he always wins this type of spontaneous street races. 

He felt that familiar tingly feeling shocking his body from his hips to his neck, feeling how you were squeezing his cock he could tell you were close too, rings from his phone tried to win the sounds of his groans and moans. Notifications coming out from what you could catch to see– Geto asking where he was, that they needed him right now just so they could start the race. People were complaining of favoritism and how they shouldn’t let Satoru compete anymore.

“Sa- ‘toru, the- the race.” Taking breaths while trying to tell Gojo you were out of time and should stop– but all you could pronounce were small ‘ah, ahs~’ while he pounded behind you. “They can wait baby, just cum f’me one last time, yeah?” 

It was like a ritual for him to fuck you everytime before a race. Taking it as his “luck key”, even though he didn’t need it to win, he just accustomed himself to destress before racing. Not that you complain.

“They- they already know who’s goin’ to win anyway- shit- you feel so good babe” A specific thrust threw you over the edge and made your vision blurry, losing yourself in the feeling while Satoru was reaching his high too while he continued pounding behind you. “atta’ girl– there we go… yeah, take it f’me”

geto suguru

Don’t ask me how, but this man would love to see you riding him while he’s on top of the motorcycle. 

Small tired jumps in search of release while you stabilize yourself with the handlebar while Geto’s thrusts sync with yours. Caging your small body on his while he also stabilized himself by moving his hands to the handlebar, feeling the motorcycle tremble and having to put one of his feet down to stop it from moving too much.

You were too lost in the pleasure you wouldn’t even notice the white of his hands because of how hard he was gripping the handlebar, one of them moving to grip your waist instead, helping you get even deeper in his cock. All he could see was the connection between the two of you, his back pressed to yours.

“Ahh Sshit baby- S’perfect f’me–” He had to bite your shoulder to not embarrass himself and moan louder than you. His hand on your waist moving towards your core while he starts giving small slaps on your clit. The small pain he was inflicting aroused you more– taking a mental note that you would most likely forget to buy a new leather saddle for him. The both of you would already reach your highs and he would stop thrusting, making you cockwarm him, but he wouldn’t stop slapping your pussy. Loving your body reaction while he chuckled everytime you trembled on top of him each time he gave a hard slap.

Your clit was hard and pulsing because of how much he slapped it, your arousal wetting Geto’s thighs when you came again just by slapping your pussy. Feeling his hard cock inside of you he wouldn’t move and preferred to continue playing with you.

nanami kento

It all started with an innocent act. You sitting on his bike while admiring it— delicately touching it, your doe eyes and small body compared to his did something inside him. 

You just looked so… pretty sitting on his bike. Your hips rolling trying to find a comfortable position in this big bike of his– remembering the same movement when he’s inside of you. Trying to pleasure yourself on his big cock making an appearance on your tummy– not letting you touch yourself or him, you just had to cum by your movements and his cock.

He loved it. Watching your body move and using him as a sex toy– but for you it was a punishment, not being able to touch him, or to feel him in the right way stressed you a lot– making it harder to cum.

He loses the mental battle on his head and now finds himself between your thighs while you balance yourself trying to grip whatever part of his bike.Your legs caging his head even deeper in your center, he never felt so… needy for something. Being so ‘patient and tolerant’ flew across the window the moment he saw you end his bike next to each other.

Maybe because it was the two things he most adored in the world? You first, his bike second. But it doesn’t matter what was the cause, but now he’s sure the effect will be him sitting on his bike while you ride him.

megumi fushiguro

You thought it was funny? You know how easily stressed Megumi becomes when a race is coming. He’s a perfectionist, and really ambitious. So he could never let himself lose, not when he has a reputation to sustain now.

He needs to feel enough. Even though you always tell him he’s more than enough and should treat his hobby as it is: a hobby– he should take it lightly and enjoy it rather than making it something that would hurt him in any kind of way.

But the moment he saw you giggling next to one of his ‘rivals’ he’s sure something inside his brain magically turned on and made him feel an anger that he couldn’t quite describe. He trusts you. But seeing you next to someone else rather than him really bothered him.

He doesn’t consider himself as a jealous boyfriend– but you were just so perfect for him that he was afraid of losing you in any kind of way. He wouldn't admit that kind of sadness and insecurity inside him to anyone, he prefers to disguise it as rage. That didn’t quit the fact that he’s jealous right now though.

He obviously won the race, the moment you went to hug him and congratulate him you knew something was wrong. The way his body reacted to yours wasn’t normal, tough and stiff, like he was almost forcing himself to hug you lovely when all he wanted it was to fuck you infront of everybody and show them you were his.

Maybe that’s an idea for another day.

But right now when the both of you got home, he told you not to get off his bike. You were confused- maybe he’s taking you somewhere else?

Wrong.

He brought himself a chair, placed it so he was facing the right side of it. All he did was say two words.

“ride it.”

He pointed at the bike with a movement of his chin, your face showed confusion, but he was applying the silent treatment. He never did it to you– so that’s how you knew to do what he says before making it worse.

So that’s how you find yourself naked on his bike, trying to do the best you can to cum for a second time while Megumi watches, sitting on the chair jerking off his cock–. the needy mushroom tip showing how close he was, his balls visible swollen because of how he was edging himself, making sure “to save as much cum to dump it inside of you and mark you as his”

Breed you like an animal the moment you wet his bike again, leaving marks that would last days, just so the other fuckers know to not get near anything that it’s his.

sukuna ryomen

He would ignore the bike tbh.

This man wouldn’t care where he is, the moment he saw you next to his bike he knew he had to fuck you– he knew you had to mark it with your arousal caused thanks to him and that’s how he would remember you even far away from you.

But let’s be real now, this man would fuck you the moment he feels blood near his cock, it doesn’t matter anything else than you and his cock. Just pounding inside you, breeding you, and training you while you ride him saying “it’s the same shit if you want to ride a bike”

Not that he'st wrong, but you wouldn’t have a dick touching your g-spot everytime and something overstimulating your clit. But basically the same– yeah…

[seungfl0wer]

*Distracted Gamer*

Pairing: Jisung x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Multiple Orgasms, Oral (M & F Receiving), Scratching, Tiny Possessiveness from Ji, Dirty talk ofc, Creampie/unprotected sex (do you expect anything less from me)

This was a request you can find (Here). Prompts from My First List: 18 “Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” 34 “Would you be careful” as always thank you for requesting🩵

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It was late at night, you sat at your gaming chair yelling at someone over your headset. “Are you fucking stupid? Stop pushing!” You yelled at one of your teammates. Jisung had just got done working on his stuff when he had come into the room. “What a dumbass, pick someone else or do you fucking suck at everyone!” You screamed. Jisung stood beside you laughing a bit. “Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

You glared at him “not now Ji, I’m playing ranked and if I can win I’ll be in diamond” you said focusing back on your game. He smiled “oh of course my love” he said kissing your cheek. You looked back at him “Jisung, whatever you’re planning. Don’t.” You said firmly. He just gave you a shit eating grin “is never do anything you wouldn’t want” he said. Kissing your neck softly making your body tingle. “You just sound so stressed baby.” He continued.

He pulled your chair slightly back as he got below you, you glared at him trying to stay focus. He took the opportunity of your game starting to swiftly pull your pretty panties down. You had only been in one of his long shirts cause it was so damn hot in the place. His mouth watered looking at your hot cunt. “Ji-“ you said softly as he started to kiss your thigh to your core. “Let me destress you love” as he said that he attached his lips to your heat, sucking harshly on your clit. He licked a long strip up your folds your legs clamping around him.

He couldn’t help but moan at the feeling, being trapped between your legs mouth going crazy against your core. You tried focusing on your game biting the inner of your cheek. “Tank let’s go-“ you started to yell but quickly covered your mouth as you felt jisung push his fingers into you. He curled them so perfectly as he nibbled the inner of your thighs. His other hand palming himself through his sweats. Your head started to go fuzzy as you moved your hips against his touch. “Ji- Jisung please” you pleaded.

Your game was almost finished and so were you. The wires in your stomach about to snap but before that could snap you snapped. “No! No! What are you guys doing!” You said words coming out hot and breathy as you yelled at your teammates. 15 seconds left for you guys to capture the point. You moved trying to get closer to the screen but with that it pushed Jisungs face more into you his fingers pushing deeper. “Ah- fuck-“ you moaned out eyes rolling back as your body shook at your climax.

You groaned looking at the screen after your eyes fluttered open “ugh we fucking lost” you sighed. You looked down at jisung, sweat, cum and Saliva smeared across his face. He looked up at you limps slightly swollen eyes half glassed over “my good girl” he said dazed. You rolled your eyes at him pulling him up to you taking his shirt off wiping his mouth with it. You pulled him to the couch in the room laying him down as you took off his sweats.

His cock was painfully hard, you were honestly surprised he hadn’t cum yet. You kissed the tip quickly, making him whine. “You think I should let you cum? I told you not to do anything, didn’t I?” You said touching his cock with a ghostly hand. He bucked his hips In a low whine “but- said nothing you wouldn’t want and- you always want me” he said eyes fluttering open and close. You sighed because he wasn’t wrong. You always wanted him in every way. You placed another kiss to his tip before taking him half way in your mouth.

“M’sorry you lost but- but at least I made you feel good- I made you feel good right?” He said with pleading eyes. You smiled making eye contact with him “always do Ji” you said taking more of him in your mouth. “So- I- can- fuck- I can cum?” He breathed out asking for sure. You nodded swirling your tongue around his cock as you started to play with his balls. Jisung left out a strewn on curse words making you chuckle a bit “do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” Using his words against him.

He honestly couldn’t even hear you through the fireworks that were going off in his head. Thrusting upwards into your mouth as he hit the back of your throat letting out the most sinful moan he came. He was seeing stars eyes glued shut as his body shivered under you. Your eyes pricked with tears at the feeling of him but you wiped them away looking up at him.

You kept sucking his sensitive cock making him twitch under you. His hands grabbed at anything crying out loudly “please- ah- sensitive to sensitive” he said trying to push you off. Jisung had a high sex drive, so when his cock started to get hard again you didn’t think much of it. He could go a few rounds right after cumming. The record for you guys was 5 rounds non stop, you still don’t know how his body does it.

“So sensitive but already so hard for me?” You coo’d looking up at him. “My handsome boy wanna fuck me?” You said moving away from his cock. His eyes twinkled at you “mhm” he said softly. He quickly got up ready to burry himself into that hot cunt of yours but he stumbled almost toppling over. His legs almost jello like from his climax, you giggled a bit laying down on the couch. He hovered over you placing the tip at your entrance.

He pushed into you bottoming out right away making him throw his head back. He was already so close to cumming again but that was ok. The look in his eyes told you everything you needed this was gonna be a long night. As he pounded into both of you letting out the sweetest noises you dug your nails into his back. This was always one of Jisungs favorite things, ah he loved going to his friend’s house then seeing the marks. The feeling of the burn of it was enough to get him to the edge. His balls slapped against you with one more thrust as he came deep insides of you.

His body plopped on top of you, he wasn’t done though. Oh no- his head swirled the only thing he could think about was fucking you. Filling you so full of all his cum, chasing the pleasure again he started to fuck into you sloppily. You moaned out loudly “ji- ah fuck I- I can’t to much- aah fuck.” Your head was spinning all the pleasure was making your body hot. You felt like you were floating on a cloud close to the sun.

Jisung sucked harshly into your skin his hands coming to wrap around you pulling you as close as possible. He was drooling eyes glassed over as sucked little marks over your collarbone. “My pretty, fuck- you’re all mine. Mine. All mine. My good girl. My perfect sweet girl. Ah fuck-“ he babbled against your skin. “All your jisung” you repeated back at him.

“My pretty whose pretty pussy is molded to my cock, whose pretty pussy milks me for all my cum. Whose pretty pussy begs to be fucked by me” he continued to talk. You knew he was so gone. When he babbled like this he was so far in the pleasure. He went to move trying to get up, but his legs weren’t having it. He almost fell off the couch pulling you with him. “Would you be careful!” You said smacking him softly on the arm.

He chuckled a bit before moving you and him in one swoop again, almost falling to the floor. He sat himself on the couch you know on top of his lap. He pulled you close to him, he loved your body just to be glued to him at all times as he fucked you. Loved having your head by his ear to hear all the noises you let out. “Gonna- I can’t-“ he ground out the new position pushing you down as far as possible.

Your head rolled back as he fucked you deep his hand finding its way to your clit as he was reaching his climax. He pulled your body down balls pressed against your pussy his cock head at your cervix. “Deep- Ji- you’re so deep!” You cried our hands placed against his chest. His eyes fluttered as he moved the slightest before cumming deep. Deep inside you, you cried out mouth gaped open. His fingers moving over you clit fast before you came undone as well. To neither of your surprises though you squirted all over his abdomen.

All the pleasure of today was so much and you were honestly surprised you hadn’t earlier. Jisung held onto you tightly the feeling of cum and sweat sticking to the both of you. “Ji- can we shower-“ you said breaking the silence “we’re sticky” you said making you both laugh. “Of course love” he said getting up too quickly as he stumbled back to the couch. “Didn’t I tell you to be careful” you teased making him roll his eyes.

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enha hyung lina getting caught fucking you but they don’t even stop cause they need to cum and destress

Ooo that scenareo is sooo hot anooon🫣

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ꕤ Heeseung is deep inside of you. His hand is on your hips, pushing you towards his body while he fucks into you, making him go deeper. When Heeseung is close, his thrusts don't turn sloppier, but harder and faster, trying to reach his high as fast as possible. "Fuck baby you are doing so good for me". When being this loud, you would’ve thought that his members had heard the two of you. That was until you saw Jay by the door with a gaping mouth. When Heeseung noticed that you were looking at something (or someone…) he looked in the same direction, only to get eye contact with Jay. You begg him to stop, hiding yourself with your arms when you notice Jay looking at your boobs. He doesn’t stop though, he is too close and continues to fuck you while he intensely looks at Jay. Omg he would also grab your chin and force you to look at him to make sure that you don't give Jay your attention. “Don’t look at him baby, look at me”. Because Heeseung is suuper protective over you, he would probably finally scream at him to “get the fuck out”. Jay would immediately run tf away.

ꕤ Jay would be so into the moment that he didn’t even notice Jake in the doorway. Poor Jake had left something in the dorm, and when he didn’t find it he wanted to ask Jay for help. The sight Jake saw was something he wished he could unsee. Jay fucked into you in such a massive phase, with a hand on your throat making you unable to let out any sound. “Does my nasty little whore like to be choked by daddy?” He would say as he spits you in your face. It was when Jay suddenly heard the bedroom slam when he understood that someone was watching, not that he actually cared, not stopping until he is done with you. "I'm not letting anyone get in my way". Would probably confront Jake afterwards for watching you, making sure that he didn’t get any ideas after. “No way I’m inviting you to a threesome”

ꕤ I could see Jake in two different ways tbh. He would either be completely different from Jay, knowing DIRECTLY when Sunghoon walked in on you two. Would probably ask him to join, getting off by the thought of his pretty girl getting fucked from behind by his best friend. Even if he did invite Sunghoon, or not, he would not give single fuck if Sunghoon saw him fucking you. The only thing he cares about is making you feel good, making you cum by the way he pounds into you. Lmao he would definitely cum into you while looking deep into Sunghoons eyes. “You wish that was you huh?” But I could also see Jake in total sub mode, being under you, begging you to let him cum. Sunghoon would stand still in total shock, having no idea that it was actually you that were dominant in the bedroom. Sunghoon would probably get turned on by it. If Jake saw Sunghoon he would’ve covered his face in embarrassment, shamelessly asking you to continue since he was too close for you to stop.

ꕤ Sunghoon. Damn. You already know how much of a piece of shit he would be to the person walking in. Heeseung was wearing headphones and wanted to ask Sunghoon something, not hearing what was going on behind the door. When he suddenly barges in, Sunghoon is having you on all fours, crying by the fact that he hasn’t let you cum over the last hour. Would be too jealous to invite Heeseung to join (in comparison to Jake), but would definitely demand Heeseung to sit down on a chair by the bed while watching the two of you as a "punishment" for him disturbing your fun. “Aw baby, do you get turned on because Heeseung is watching? You’re such a slut” Omg he would be such a tease, making you scream his name when you get close, while looking at Heeseung. Wouldn’t let him leave until you both cum. “Nobody is leaving until I say so”. While making out with you he would cum so hard, while looking at Heeseung. “So when is it my turn with her?” “Oh, no I would never let you touch her, but I love it when you watch”

[jwonsite]

“happy birthday, pretty boy” - sim jaeyun

part 2 of e(nnn)- (a nnn series)

pairing: switch!jake x switch!fem!reader

warnings: oral (f&m receiving), making out, 69 position, lingerie mentioned, idk what else to put help me

synopsis: while your boyfriend is trying his hardest to win a bet made by his best friends to not have sex for a month, you couldn’t help but give him a little show on his birthday

masterlist!

"jake i'm telling you right now there's no way you're winning that ps5"

"you really have that little faith in me?!"

"have you met yourself? last week you begged me to let you eat me out because you were 'pussy deprived' while i was on my period. it had been 3 days."

your boyfriend sighed in defeat, knowing you were right. but was it really his fault? you were just so perfect, he could never get enough of you!

"well i'm going to prove you wrong, just watch. on december 1st when i'm collecting my ps5 from sunghoon i'll remind you of this very moment," jake said, crossing his arms as he dramatically turned away from you

you laughed to yourself, rolling your eyes at his dramatics. you knew your boyfriend, and you knew there was absolutely no way that he was lasting this entire month, especially with his birthday being a few weeks away. he can tell himself whatever he wants, but you both know in the end, he's not getting that ps5.

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it had been two weeks and he was honestly doing way better than anybody expected. everyday the boys waited for a text message saying he lost, some even placing further bets on how many hours days he could last before he lost

"can you believe them?! i was on the phone with hoon earlier and i heard heeseung give jungwon money after saying i lasted longer than he thought! i can't believe theyre making bets on me, like, am i really that horny?" he complained to you as you were eating dinner together

"in their defense, you are a pretty big man whore. i mean, have you seen the videos of yourself from the concerts? licking your lips, showing your abs, grinding the air, they definitely aren't wrong for thinking that. plus i am 100 percent sure they have heard us have sex in the dorms multiple times", you said back to him. everybody knows that jake practically lives off of sex. not in a weird way, but you just energize him so much. with so much stress of being an idol, getting to come home and fuck his frustrations out, or eat you out for hours until you're overstimulated, it's an instant destresser

"well, yeah but, they could at least have a little more confidence in me", he said with a pout, continuing to eat the food you had made for him earlier

"okay you big baby", you said with a laugh, getting up to take your empty plate to the sink to wash

your boyfriend followed soon behind with his empty plate, slightly pushing you out of the way and taking the sponge out of your hand to wash the dishes for you. you smiled at him fondly as you moved to sit on the counter directly next to the sink. you sat and admired your boyfriend, looking so domestic as he washed the dishes in your apartment. you looked forward to the day that he could finally move in with you full-time, after the pressures of being an idol aren't so heavy

"you're staring, pretty girl", he said with a smirk, not moving his attention from the plates in front of him

"yeah cause you're just so handsome", you said not being able to hold back your smile

he giggled a bit at your statement before refocusing on the task in front of him

"so!" you said, clapping your hands together, "what are we doing tomorrow, birthday boy?"

"i didn't really have any plans in mind, probably hang with the boys for a bit, get dinner or whatever then come back and chill here with you. nothing too crazy", he said nonchalantly, turning of the sink and drying his hands as he finished washing everything

"are you serious? its your 21st birthday jakey, you have to do something!" you said, wrapping your arms around his neck as he stood between your legs. because you were sitting on the counter you were eye level with him. he put his hands on your thighs as he looked at you with a smile

"yeah yeah i know but... i dont know. not really in the going out mood, id rather just chill and spend it here with you", he said moving his face close to yours, noses rubbing together. you hummed as you closed the gap between you both, lips molding together as your hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck. he pulled away, rubbing your noses together once more before standing back to look at you

"you sure you don't wanna go out somewhere tomorrow? nothing at all you can think of?" you asked once more, intertwining your hands together

"nothing, i promise. we can go out to eat with the boys and then come back and have a movie night or something. just wanna be with you", he said with a smile. you flushed at his words. even after dating for so long he never failed to make you flustered

"okay, now come on pretty boy let's go to bed, i'm tired", you said, wrapping your arms and legs around your boyfriend to signal him to carry you to your bedroom. he laughed and shook his head before putting his hands under your thighs and picking you up, walking to your room

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the next day was filled with multiple surprises for your boyfriend, waking him up to breakfast in bed, giving him a beautiful white gold bracelet you had found for him a few weeks ago, the boys showing up early to your house to give him the gifts they had bought him before all going out to dinner together that night.

you all had a great time, talking and laughing loudly for hours, probably annoying the rest of the patrons in the restaurant. your boyfriend thanked his friends, as well as you for making his birthday such a fun day, but what he didn't know was that you had one more surprise for him.

you had been planning this for a while, being very glad he opted to staying in for his birthday as it helped your plan go smoother. you knew he had that bet with his friends but, we all knew he was gonna lose at one point or another, so why not have it be on his birthday? he wasn't even a big gamer anyways, it wasn't like he would be super disappointed if he didnt get the gaming console.

you were gonna make some excuse to get him back to your place, changing into your brand new black lingerie set you got specifically for this occasion. you knew he loved when you wore black, since it was one of his favorite colors. you hoped the lingerie set would get him to break, giving up on his bet with his friends

after dinner was paid for (thank you jay🙏🏼), your boyfriend bid goodbye to his friends, walking back to your car with you

you drove home in a comfortable silence, his hand on your thigh as you looked out the window, music lowly playing in the background. you were getting excited for your plans, feeling the heat in your core grow as you slightly shifted in your seat

"you okay babe?" jake asked, looking at you slightly

"yeah, i'm fine" you said with a smile, grabbing his hand off your thigh to intertwine it with yours, as the close proximity to your core was getting you more worked up than you already were

you thought you were being slick, but your boyfriend knew about this whole ordeal. he had accidentally seen the lingerie in your dresser, and when he didnt recognize it he figured you had bought it for this reason. and after seeing the way you tried to hide yourself getting worked up during dinner, snd in the car next to him just now, confirmed his suspicions. he smiled to himself before focusing back on the road, feeling your stare on the side of his face. usually he would tease you, but right now he wanted nothing more than to get you home and fuck you til you can't walk

the ride back to your apartment felt longer than usual, your arousal continuing to pool in your panties the more you thought about the night to come. you finally arrived, and jake got out the car quickly to open the door for you, helping you out of the car. he grabbed your hand as he led you inside. he unlocked the door to your apartment, letting you go in first, following behind closely

before you knew it, you were pushed up against your front door, your boyfriends lips clashing with yours passionately as his hands roamed over your body

your eyes widened in surprise, not expecting him to be the one to initiate the intimacy. you soon melted into your boyfriends arms, wrapping your arms around his neck to tangle in his hair as your tongues clashed in each others mouths. he picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist, not breaking the kiss as he walked to your bedroom, placing you down on the bed, leaning back to take of his shirt, throwing it across the room before coming back down to kiss you again

"fuck, jakey, what about your bet?" you moaned out as he moved his lips down your neck and chest

"first of all, fuck the bet. second of all, you think i didn't know all about your little plan for tonight? that pretty little lingerie set that you bought just for me. lucky for you, i'm gonna let you save that for another day, right now i just wanna feel you around me" he said as he continued to leave open mouthed kisses down your neck and chest, putting his hands up your shirt to massage your breasts over your bra

you moaned as you moved your hands to take off your shirt, sitting up for a second to lift it over your head, discarding it somewhere in your room

jake moved further down your chest now that he had more access, taking one of his hands to unbuckle your bra skillfully, like he had done it a billion times

after your bra was off, he moved his mouth down to suck your nipples, licking and kissing then as he used one of his hands to roll your other nipple between his fingertips. your hands were in his hair, pulling and tugging on it slightly, making him moan into your breasts, sending vibrations all through your body

"baby please, i need you so bad" you moaned out, becoming impatient

"so needy, my baby. can't believe i was gonna make you wait a whole month without my dick" he said, kissing down your body as he made his way to where you were craving him most

"wait", you said, putting your hand on his head to stop his motions. you put your hand under his chin to pull him back up to your face, before pushing him over so he was under you

he gasped at the sudden movement before smirking at you, immediately putting his hands behind his head

"wanna take care of my pretty boy" you said as you moved down to his dick, kissing and lick his defined abs on the way down. you unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down off his legs before cupping his clothed dick in your hands

he moaned out at the feeling as you palmed him through the thin fabric of his underwear, cursing lowly under his breath

"please don't tease princess, it's been way too long i need to feel your mouth around me already" he said with a whine

"whatever my birthday boy wants" you said, slipping your fingers into the sides of his boxers, sliding them down his thighs. his dick sprung up from the fabric, stand so tall and prettily. you swear his dick was the prettiest one in the world, the veins going up the side were just so perfect, he wasn't bigger than average, but he was so thick, and his tip was so red and pretty, already leaking precum

he groaned as he was finally released from the constraints of any fabrics, moving his hands down to tangle in your hair

you took his dick in your hands as you slowly licked all the way from the base to the tip, your boyfriend moaning out loudly as you did so. you began to suck his tip gently, licking his slit and tasting his precum on your tongue

"fuck, baby, you said anything i want right? i want you to sit on my face please. you take my dick so well in your mouth but i want to taste you too. please baby", he whined out as you continued to suck only the tip. you smiled up at him before standing up to remove your pants and underwear

"of course pretty boy, it's your night" you said as you climbed onto the bed seductively, moving your legs over your boyfriends head so you were hovering above his mouth. you could feel his warm breath on your pussy, and his nose rubbing against your clit. you moaned slightly as you leaned forward to take his dick into your moth again

you began sucking on it harshly, before feeling jake pull your hips down harshly, suffocating himself with your pussy. he was licking and sucking on your clit so well, you could barely concentrate on what you were doing. you continued to bob your head up and down over his cock as he keep eating you out, your moans being muffled by his dick. the vibrations of your moans over his dick made him approach his orgasm faster than usual, already feeling his stomach tighten and his dick twitching in your mouth. he didn't want to cum before you, so he started to speed up his actions, hands tightly gripping your thighs, probably leaving a mark tomorrow

he heard your moans get higher in pitch, and your hips began to grind onto his face slightly, signaling you were close. you continued moving up and down on his dick, hands massaging his balls as you felt his dick twitch in your mouth. your orgasm hit you hard, hips bucking onto your boyfriends face as you tried to continue sucking on his dick, becoming too distracted on by your own orgasm hitting you. jake didn't stop his ministrations, riding you through your orgasm, making sure to lick up every last drop of your juices. your hand continued to move up and down his dick, and you moved your head back down to his dick so he could come too. not long after he was cumming in your mouth, moaning into your pussy sending vibrations and overstimulating you

you gathered all his cum into your mouth, sitting up and turning around so he could see your face as you swallowed it. that was one of his favorite parts when you sucked his dick, getting to see you swallow his load

his hands moved to your waist as you sat over his abs, feeling your juices spread over his stomach. you leaned down to kiss him, and he practically got hard again tasting himself on your lips. you smiled into the kiss as you pulled away, biting his lip before you pulled away and let go

"happy birthday, pretty boy"

you rolled off his stomach to lay next to him, turning your head to look at him with a smile. he looked back at you, returning the smile fondly. he rolled to the side to cuddle into you, but you put a hand on his chest to stop him before he could

"you thought we were done baby? oh no, were just getting started"

a/n: GUYS FINALLY I KNOW ITS OUT AHHHHH. i wrote this all in one sitting cuz i was determined to finally get it out for you guys after weeks of not being able to😭 i hope you guys enjoy, and sorry it’s a little short🥲🥲🥲

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[exhaslo]

Hey Exhaslo! Was wondering if you could write about Miguel teaching his inexperienced girlfriend the different bases in dating (making out, giving him head, sex). Don’t know if you would like to split these into different one-shots or do a 3-for-1 special 🤭 I know Miguel would def treat his girl so well ✊🏼😫

Hehe, 3 for 1 special it is...maybe with a little bit more~

Warning: Minors DNI, Smut, blowjob, fingering, cockwarming, slow sex, praise kink

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If there was one thing that Miguel loved, it was you. His adorable, innocent and inexperienced girlfriend. His cute little girlfriend, whom, he was holding back so much for. Miguel, being Spiderman and all, could easily break you.

You had been dating Miguel over a little over a month now. You were ready to kiss him, but you were afraid of messing up. So the best way you could think of fixing this, was to ask your loving boyfriend.

"So, you want me to teach you how to kiss?" Miguel asked you, a smug grin planted against his lips.

"Y-Yes!" You told him, huffing your cheeks out.

Miguel adored your bravery and cuteness. He stroked your cheek, easing the worry you had. Miguel towered over you. His presence alone made you whimper. Bending down to your level, Miguel smiled as he softly planted his lips against yours.

"Is that cherry lip balm?" He asked, biting your lower lip.

You just nodded, wanting to feel the warmth of his lips again. You pressed on your tipey toes to kiss him again. Miguel could only chuckle at your attempts and give you what you wanted. He cupped your cheek with his palm, letting you savor to sweet, tender kiss.

You were so cute. Miguel just wanted to eat you up. Licking your lips, Miguel waited for your permission to devour you. Feeling your lips part was his sign. Holding you close, Miguel let his tongue roam the inside of your mouth, dominating your tongue.

You muffled a moan into the kiss, gripping onto his shirt. If only you knew how much this turned him on. Parting away, Miguel watched as you panted softly for air. Your cheeks were flushed and your face dazed. Oh, how he wanted to see you break under him.

"Just let me know when you want to know something else, okay baby?" Miguel said with a grin.

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You were nervous about this. It had been another two months since you and Miguel were dating and you felt confident. The two of you had made out so many times, but you were ready for the next step. You wanted more.

Miguel was a stressed man. You knew that when you started dating him. He would always say that seeing you would destress him, but you knew that wasn't enough. You wanted to help him. So, you had an idea from a porn video you happen to stumble upon.

You were still nervous about this plan. You had only watched the video and knew nothing about giving a blow job. Approaching Miguel as he planted himself on the couch, you smiled and sat beside him. Miguel grunted and nuzzled his head against you.

"This is a nice surprise," He muttered softly. You shyly showed him the key to his apartment he gave you,

"I...wanted to treat you today...Um, I know you're stressed, s-so I was wondering...If maybe you could help me...give you a blowjob?" You stuttered.

Miguel leaned back into the couch, covering his face with his hand. He was trying to hide his excitement from you. Glancing at your innocent visage, Miguel couldn't help but groan. He sat back up and pulled you into a deep kiss,

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Miguel asked you.

You huffed your cheeks and plopped yourself between his legs. Your face inches away from his growing erection.

"I-I am! Just...Just let me know what you like or don't like!"

Miguel smiled as he stroked your hair, watching you undo his pants. You felt your heart race as you finally saw Miguel's dick. This was something you were always curious about, but were too scared to ask him. Biting your lower lip, you slowly went to grab it.

Your cheeks started to burn as you held this girth in your hand. It was so thick and hot. Slowly, you just started to feel his dick, glancing at Miguel's expressions every now and then. Miguel seemed to be enjoying you admiring and touching him.

Recalling the video you watched, you drew your lips closer to his tip. Your heart felt like it was pounding in your ear. With a slow lick against his tip, you felt Miguel shiver. Seeing that he enjoyed that, you swirled your tongue against his tip, watching his reaction.

"(Y-Y/N), that's good, keep going baby." Miguel whispered, gently holding your head.

His grunts and low moans were making you feel hot. Bringing your mouth against his dick, you decided to try and suck him off. Miguel groaned and buckled his hips slightly. His grip against your hair tighten as you slowly moved your hand and head.

Miguel moaned lowly as he watched you, his beautiful girlfriend, give him a blowjob. You were so sexy as you sloppily tried your best. Just the warmth of your mouth alone was sending Miguel into a blissful frenzy. Oh how he wanted to ruin you so badly.

"F-Fuck, what a good girl." Miguel muttered lowly as he resisted from moving your head faster, "I-I'm close, baby."

"Mhpm-"

"Shit."

Miguel hissed as you tried to talk with his dick in your mouth. The vibrations sending him over the edge. He held your head, begging you to go faster. Miguel watched the tears form in the corner of your eyes as you tried to suck him off deeper. He was far too big for you and Miguel knew it.

You moaned in pain, taking in half of Miguel's dick. Your pace quicken as you sucked him off the best you can. His dick twitched, meaning that he was close. Finishing it off, you slowly withdrew back to his tip and heard him moan. You winced as you felt his hot cum enter your mouth.

"D-Does that mean, I did a good job?" You asked with a pant, coughing out his cum. Miguel stroked your cheek,

"Yes, baby. Let me wash your face up."

You smiled brightly and gave him loads of kisses once you were cleaned. Miguel happily held you in his embrace, already planning on returning the favor soon.

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It was finally the day. You had built your courage up for this moment. You had given Miguel plenty of handjobs and blow jobs, and he had eaten you out in return. But today, today you were ready to have Miguel take you completely.

You were currently waiting in his apartment, wearing the sexiest lingerie you could buy. Hearing a thud by his bedroom window, you hurried over to find your dear boyfriend, Spiderman, enter. His mask disappearing and his face written with exhaustion.

"Hm?" He raised his head, sniffing around, "(Y/N)? Baby, you're here?" Miguel questioned. You squeaked and slowly entered his room,

"How'd you know?"

"Remember, my senses are higher?" Miguel whispered, drinking in your attire, "For me?"

"Mhm~"

Miguel had told you about his secret identity not too long ago. You were surprised, but more curious if anything. There was a whole new chapter to your boyfriend that you were getting to know. Trembling from his touch, you bit your lower lip as Miguel held you in his embrace, inhaling your scent.

"Haha, do I smell that good?" You teased you. Miguel placed you on the bed, a hungry look in his eye,

"Ravishing."

"W-Well....g-good...B-Because I want to...have sex with you," You glanced at him shyly, "C-Can you teach me?"

"Of course,"

Miguel kissed you tenderly, his suit disappearing within moments. Miguel could smell your arousal. You were ready. He made sure to plant kisses all over your body as he softly rutted against you. His gaze focused on your pleasure.

His hands massaging your breasts as he felt your scent get stronger. Miguel already knew where all of your sweet spots were. He was eager to hear you cry out his name while his dick destroyed your pussy. Just the thought got him hard.

Once you were wet enough, Miguel made sure to start you out with in fingers. Gently pressing them into your folds, enjoying the wet warmth of your cunt. You soft cries and moans were such a delicacy. Miguel made sure to keep his mouth against your breasts as his fingers curled and pumped into your pussy. His thumb rubbing against your sensitive bud.

"M-Miguel~" You mewled as you had your first orgasm.

Miguel groaned in response, enjoying you break under him. He spread your legs and whispered sweet nothingness in your ear as he slowly entered your cunt. He hummed at the warmth of your pussy clenching around his dick.

"M-Miguel!" You squirmed slightly, not used to feeling so full. Miguel pressed his body against yours in mating position,

"Shh, it's okay. We're just going to stay like this for a bit. Get you comfortable, baby."

You whimpered in response. Miguel kept kissing you as he body kept you in place. His dick was making itself at home inside of your pussy, causing you to twitch and squirm. He was making you feel so full. You shuddered as you clenched around him, feeling his hot girth sit so well inside you.

You wrapped both your arms and legs around Miguel, panting softly from the heat of the moment. Your body kept squeezing against his dick. Drool was starting to roll down your mouth as you anticipated Miguel moving. Your core was burning hotter and hotter the longer he stayed still.

"M-Miggy...I-I'm r-ready," You whimpered, trying to move your hips.

Miguel stole your lips in a hungry kiss, pressing his hips deeper into you. You flinched, seeing stars as his tip threaten to press into your cervix.

"Not yet, you're doing so good. Look at how well you're taking me in." Miguel hummed lowly, "Such a good, good girl you are."

Every single praise was sending shivers down your spine. You could feel yourself getting wetter by the second, just begging for him to move. You flung your head back, whining softly as Miguel just moved his hips slightly. He was teasing you.

Miguel hummed in amusement as he kept you in place for a few minutes. Watching your face get more desperate and blissed out by the second. After another small tease, Miguel decided to treat your patience with a reward. He slowly pulled out and slammed into your desperate, soaked cunt deeply.

"Hah~ Ah~" You cried out. Miguel held your waist, giving you nice and slow, yet deep thrusts,

"You are so tight for me, baby. Sucking my dick so well. Hah, want me to fuck you dumb?" He said sweetly, watching your face contort with pleasure.

"P-Please!" You begged.

"My good girl," Miguel groaned as you cam against him, "You're learning so well."

You cried out as Miguel kept hitting your sweet spot with each rough thrust. You swore you saw stars every time his dick kissed your cervix. Moans were the only thing coming out of your mouth as Miguel kept his pace.

"I'm gonna cum, baby. Be a good girl and spread your legs out even more for me," Miguel demanded.

You complied, whining softly as he finally started to go faster. His pace harsher and rougher than before, sending you into a frenzy. You flung your head back, moaning as Miguel made you cum again. His pace not stopping as he went to chase his own high.

"(Y/N)!" Miguel grunted as he unloaded inside of you.

You panted heavily, needing to catch your breathe. Miguel hummed happily as he admired you. His cum dripping out of your poor abused cunt. Lifting you up, Miguel carried you into the bathroom, kissing your neck,

"The next important lesson of sex, babe, is that one round is never enough for me."

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Hehe, hope you enjoyed~ Happy Thanksgiving lmaooooo

[lilg05]

Please me

Pov: paige helps you destress after a long day of assignments.

Warnings: Fingering swearing idk

“Fuck.” you grown as you finish up your last assignment for psychology.

“What’s wrong ma.” paige asks as she walks up to you wrapping her arms around your shoulders.

“I can’t finish this psychology essay i don’t know what to fucking write my minds all over the place.” you say sighing in defeat.

“When is it due?” paige ask softly while rubbing your shoulders.

“Next weekend.” you mumble.

“The why don’t you come lay down with me and you can finish it tomorrow?” she asks with uncertainty.

“Okay,” you agree “but only because im tired.”

As you close your laptop paige grabs your hand and pulls you towards your room. Shutting the door softly paige looks at you with a subtle smirk before she grabs your next and starts to kiss you. The kiss starts out slow and patient, until you decide you want more and start to pick up the pace. Paige leads you to the bed placing you on her lap. A sigh of relief passes through your lips as paige starts kissing down your neck.

“Fuck Paige.” you whine out softly.

“That feel good ma?” you reply by nodding fast as your hips start to slowly grind on Paige the need for her becoming more apparent in your underwear.

“Please Paigey” you grunt “need you so badly.”

“Yeah baby what is it you want” she kisses your chest “need to know baby only way i can help you.”

“your mouth P fuck i need you so bad.” you let out an exaggerated moan.

Paige brings her two fingers up to your mouth “Suck slut.” Paige demands.

Paige watches as you start to slowly take her fingers into your mouth as you stare at her with intense eye contact.

“Such a good girl, making sure my fingers are nice and wet.” you let out a needy whine as a response.

You let her fingers out of her mouth with a pop “please paigey need you.”

“What is that you need baby” i stare into her eyes “need my fingers my mouth come on ma you gotta talk to me.”

“need your fingers” you beg “need them so bad please fuck me please.”

Paige trails her hands down your toned torso and hover over your wet cunt. After a few seconds she starts to play with your clit earning a few moans and curses out of you.

“Fuck your soaking ma” she laughs “all this for me?”

You nod your head eagerly and start to grind yourself against her fingers. Paige’s breathing starts to pick up as she watches you fuck yourself with her fingers. Paige takes this as her opportunity to plunge her fingers into your pussy.

“Fuck yes paige just like that” you gasp “oh shit please don’t stop.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.” she says while snaking her other arm up to your neck knowing that turns you on even more. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as she squeezes your pressure point softly.

“Fuck p i’m close.” you moan out.

“Yeah baby you gonna cum all over my fingers?” she asks curling her fingers into your g spot.

“Oh shit! Fuck fuck fuck i’m cumming paige fuck!” you moan out almost pornographicly.

“That’s it cum on mommy’s fingers.”

“Fuck.” you gasp as she curls her fingers once again.

Paige pulls her fingers out of you and cleans them off. “Did so good for me baby let me go get a rag and get you all cleaned up okay?”

You nod exhausted from the work out you just had. You watch as paige comes back from the bathroom with a wet rag and cleans up your sensitive pussy. Once she’s done she gets into bed with you pulling the covers up to her chest. You snuggle into her chest and kiss it softly.

“Thank you baby i’m sorry I couldn’t do anything to help you.”

She looks down at you “Hey don’t ever feel obligated to make me cum too okay I chose to do this for you my love.”

“I love you paigey.”

“I love you too, ma.” paige reply’s softly while snuggling into your warm embrace.

Hey chat this is my first story please don’t hate🤪🤪 Please send requests cause i definitely need inspo!!

[callme-darling]

vincent helping u "destress" after a hard day 🫣

vincent knows better than anyone how stress can creep up on a person. how it sits heavy on your shoulders and saps any energy. so when you come home four days in a row, shoulders tense and eyes tired, he’s determined to help you unpack that stress.

he’d wait until you come home friday evening, a perpetual pout on your lips as you shuffle out of your shoes and shrug off the heavy jacket from your shoulders. perceptive eyes watch the way you drag yourself to him, your own eyes nearly fluttering shut by the time your head meets his chest.

his chest rumbles with a soft vibrato as he chuckles, “long day, my love?”

“long week.” you sigh back.

his lips tickle the shell of your ear with a whisper-soft breath. “let me take care of you then.”

he has you on your back an hour later, chest already heaving with the effort of keeping up with each orgasm he’s pulled from you so far. vincent is tender and attentive in these moments, his desire to service and worship you growing tenfold.

there’d be love bites scattered across your skin, flush with heat emanating from both your bodies. his lips are a pretty red as they press wet kisses to your soft stomach.

“you do such a good job, taking care of everyone’s problems.. such a kind and sweet girl..”

the soft words paired with his raspy voice sent chills down your spine. “relax, baby, don’t fight it.” you felt yourself slowly sinking back into the mattress as you clenched with each skillful stroke of his fingers against that gummy spot inside you. “just let go, let me hear you.”

[st7rnioioss]

i have a kinda specific request? reader comes home from a really bad day at work and is exhausted and tense. she walks into matt’s room where he’s sitting against the headboard on his bed and sits in between his legs. his arms wrapped around her shoulders and just being all cuddly when he asks her about her day. he notices she needs a distraction or stress release so he reaches down to her front from behind her to pleasure her. but can you make it super slow, sensual, and passionate please??? like he really just takes his time with her, rubbing her thighs, kissing her neck and ears and dirty talks/praises her through it :)

౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ "such a pretty girl"

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: kissing, swearing, fingering, no p in v, smut?, teasing, praise kink, dirty talk, not proofread!

a/n: hii, THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST. i love love love the idea, i had a lot of fun writing it.

sorry for inactivity, ive been really busy. ALSO, next week im going to Rome for a week due to school related stuff, so im so so sorry if that means veeery few posts next week.

I stumble into me and Matt’s shared apartment. Today had been rough. First, one of my colleagues became sick, so I had to take an extra shift. Then on top of that nothing but rude customers had entered.

I groan as I kick off my shoes, not in the mood for anything but to lay down next to my boyfriend.

“Matt, are you home?” I yelled as I walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. There was silence for a second until I heard shuffling footsteps behind me.

“Yup, I’m right here. Are you alright?” Matt asked, wrapping his arms around me as he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek. I turn around to face him, literally on the verge of tears.

“No..” I whisper, my voice breaking as I basically fall into his embrace. Matt doesn’t say anything, instead he just holds me, caressing the top of my head as well as placing a few soft kisses.

After a second he takes my hand and drags me to our room, closing the door behind us.

“Tell me what’s wrong, please,” he whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed with my standing between his legs.

“It’s just- First, Caroline didn’t show up because she’s sick, so I had to work another shift, and then- then the rest of the day it was only rude customers who came in. I just- It’s..” I mumble between sobs, Matt cutting me off with a pat on his thigh. Without realizing it, he was now sitting against the headboard, his legs spread for me to sit between them.

Slowly, I make my way up to him, his hands reaching out for my waist. Securely he places his arms around my torso, pulling me closer to him.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m here,” Matt calms me down, letting my fingers softly caress his forearms around my waist. I shuffle a little, relaxing my head against his shoulder.

“It’s just so frustrating when customers don't even say a simple thank you, you know? Like- I.. I-” I try to finish my sentence, but Matt starts leaving small pecks behind my ear and neck.

To answer, he just hummed against my skin making my thighs clench.

“Fuck..” I whisper, closing my eyes in pleasure. Matt’s hand slowly traced down my chest and stomach, gently lifting my shirt to allow his fingers to reach the button of my jeans.

“Let me help you destress a little. You’re tense..” he mumbles against my skin, making sure to leave red marks that would for sure turn purple later. With an approving nod from me, his fingers smoothly unbutton my jeans, tapping my hips to signal for me to lift them for him to slide them down my legs.

My jeans are left by my ankles, his index finger running over the soft cotton of my panties, leaving it by my clothed entrance.

“Already soaked for me, huh?” Matt whispers into my ear, continuously kissing my neck without batting an eye on my lower half.

“Matt..” I moan quietly as he withdraws his finger, teasingly rubbing the inside of my thighs.

“Shh. Patience, baby. You deserve to be taken care of, right?” Matt murmurs, his hands running along the outside of my thighs, squeezing every now and then.

“I- I guess so..” I mutter, tilting my head to the side to allow Matt to continue his kisses, now with more room to.

“I dunno why the customers were so rude to you. Such a pretty girl like you..” he continued his praise, now running his fingers along the inside of my thighs, going up and down slowly, but sensually.

Impatiently I squirm a little against him, needing direct contact. 

With one hand, he pressed my hip against the bed to stop me from moving too much. 

“Princess, you gotta stay still for me, okay?” Matt mutters, now withdrawing his soft lips from my skin, averting his gaze to my thighs and hips, whispering a quiet ‘so gorgeous’.

I writher a little again, feeling his intense stare on my body whilst his hands caress and massage my legs and thighs. 

I turned my head to the mirror that was hanging on my closet next to the bed, noticing all the marks Matt had left, from behind my ear to the point where my neck joins my collarbone.

“Matt, how on earth do you plan for me to cover those up?” I chuckle, letting my fingers slowly trace the red and purple spots along my neck. 

He looked up at me, our noses almost touching, then proceeding to look down on my throat.

“I don’t think you should,” Matt laughed, adding more small wet spots along my neck, receiving a quiet giggle from me. 

Then finally, after what felt like an eternity, his hands traced lower and lower down my thighs, stopping when he reached the hem of my panties.

“Gonna behave?” Matt whispered, his tone filled with nothing but lust. He got just as much pleasure out of fingering me as I did. 

I nodded frantically at his question, grabbing his forearms for support again.

Gently, he lifted the fabric covering my pussy, dragging it down my thighs, past my knees, to lay on top of my jeans around my ankles.

He carefully added his middle finger to my clit, rubbing it for a second, before slowly tracing down, stopping at my entrance.

While he did all this, I tried my best to suppress any moans that threatened to leave my mouth by biting down on my lower lip, the metallic taste of blood just an instant away.

“Oh fuck..” I whispered as he slowly pushed his finger forward, entering me at a frustrating slow pace. 

I tried my best to hold back the need to take my own hand on top of his to push it further, but before I could decide, his middle finger was knuckles deep inside me.

“Feels good?” he murmured, steadily extracting his finger before pushing it back in. I nod feverishly, a quiet whimper eliciting from my lips. 

“I’m gonna need words, sweetheart.” he said sternly, picking his pace up, silence filling the room besides heavy, ragged breaths and the squelching noise from my wet pussy.

"Y-yeah.. It feels so good-” I moan shakily, shutting my eyes as he adds his index finger. He chuckles a little at my reaction, picking up his pace.

“Good. You deserve it,” he kisses my cheek, curling his fingers languidly, nuzzling his face back in my neck like earlier. 

He keeps going, and as I instinctively clench around his fingers, he adds his other middle finger to rub my clit in slow, lazy circles.

“Holy fuck, Matt!” I moan, much louder this time, my eyes lazily opening. My hands grip on the sheets, knuckles turning white at an instant. 

“You’re so tight around my fingers.. So wet, all f’me..” Matt chuckles humorlessly, continuing his kisses up my jawline and cheek. 

I feel myself approaching my orgasm, clenching around his fingers repeatedly as his pace on my clit speeds up.

“Matt. I’m gonna cum..” I whimper, arching my back as his pace inside me also picks up. I can hardly finish my sentence properly, moaning and whining his name.

“Come on, you can hold it a little longer, can’t you?” he groans, intentionally picking up his pace, just for me to beg and writher even more.

“Ple- please, Matt. ‘Feels too good..” moan after moan leaves my lips, my hips lifting off the mattress. Nothing but a chuckle is heard from Matt, slowing his pace, just a little, to intentionally make my orgasm diminish, before picking it up again, going even faster than before.

“Oh god, I’m gonna cum. I- I can’t hold it..” I whimper, coming around his fingers with a loud moan of his name, taking shaky, ragged pants.

“Shh, just like that. You did so well for me,” Matt smiles as he withdraws his fingers inside me, still lazily circling his fingers on my clit to draw out my orgasm as far as possible.

“Shit… You’re amazing,” I giggle, kissing his cheek as he removes his fingers completely from my entrance.

“Anything for my girl,” he smiles back, giving me a fat kiss on the lips, grabbing my waist again to throw me on the side of him, to lay next to me.

“I’m gonna tell you every time I feel slightly stressed if this is how you handle it,” I smile, running a hand through his hair, making it messy. 

Matt slowly removes my pants from my ankles, dragging my panties back up.

“Wow, okay. You didn’t say that when I made you a cup of tea and watched your favorite movie with you,” he laughs, faking an offended expression and he comes back down to lay beside me.

“Alright, I really enjoyed that as well. I love you so much, Matt,” I kiss his cheek, making his cheeks flush.

He looks up at me with a childish smile, kissing my cheek and forehead multiple times, while mumbling ‘i love you more’ against my skin, over and over.

a/n: alright, i TRIED to make it realllyyy slow and intimate. i hope i succeeded. THANK YOU for the request <333

also, im working on some requests, since i got a LOT!! thank you🤍

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[livingalifeonfire]

Spa Night with Buck

The week had dragged on for what felt like forever. Buck had been pulling 24 hour shifts every other day and I had been pulling back-to-back shifts at the call center with Maddie to help her out before she left for maternity leave. With the amount or lack thereof of time Buck and I had to spend with each other, I came up with an idea that would not only allow us to spend some quality time together but give us a space to relax.

I put my whole secret plan into motion with Maddie's help and by the time we finished setting up everything, bucks loft looked cozy, inviting and smelled less of a bachelor pad. An array of sheet masks on the coffee table alongside two cups of tea, massage balls and oil and a little something to take care of buck's lip. Buck arrived home and I see the lock turn and his familiar scent of vanilla and smoke wafts into the room. " Babe, I'm home!" I hear him call out as I run to him and jump into his arms, basically knocking him over. " Well, this is a welcome sight, my gorgeous girlfriend in my shirt and my sweats. My love, what do you have up your sleeve and why does my apartment look a little more put together?" he asks, his hands rubbing my back as he puts me back onto the floor. A mischievous grin paints its way across my face as I take his hand and lead him to his couch.

" Well, my love, you've been working so hard lately and not had any time to take for yourself or just to destress so I, with the help of your amazing sister, planned a little at home spa night for us. Plus, it will give us a little time to just relax and be together. " I tell him as I push him into the couch. " Baby, no one has ever done something so nice for me before. Thank you, so much sweet girl" he says, as he pulls me onto his lap and into a sweet kiss. I spin around and grab the sheet masks off the coffee table and slyly ask him which one he wants, and of course he picks the one that looks like a panda. I tear open the package and help him get it onto his face. Mine goes on afterward and then, the shirt comes off. " Buck, do not take this the wrong way but I need you to take your shirt off and lay on your stomach with your head up." He cocks his head, looks at me but doesn't question my request. Within seconds, his LAFD t-shirt hits the floor, and he is lying flat on his stomach. I grab the oil and massage ball and start to attempt to work out the knots in my boyfriend's back and shoulders. This elicits a few groans from buck, and I feel the stress start to melt away. I know how much he needed a night to relax and be pampered a little bit.

After the sheet masks come off and the massage oil rinsed off his back, he gets this look in his eyes I know all too well. He picks me up and carries me to his bathroom. And well, let's just say we both got a little more stress relief that night.

[myouicieloz]

Bittersweet memories

Yoo Jeongyeon x member!reader

Synopsis: Jeongyeon sees you’re feeling down and suggests going to the park, while the other girls are not home.

Warnings: just a lil angsty.

Word count: 1.4k

Notes: a silly prompt I thought abt rn lol

Pt.1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3 | Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6

“Hey, baby maknae,” Jeongyeon calls, smiling. She looks so cute, with her eyes nearly closing as she tops you with her frame. The sensation of her shadows on you is enough to make you open your eyes, sitting on the couch. “Are you okay? Your breathing is kinda erratic.”

It was a slow day at the dorms. Nearly all the girls were busy with either a group or a solo schedule, which left you, Dahyun, and Jeongyeon all alone in the massive apartment. To anyone, it’d be a perfect time to relax, run errands, or work on some hobbies. You were trying to relax, though, but such a thing was still forbidden to your mind — the thoughts started to run at an overwhelming pace as soon as you lay down on the couch, in hopes of destressing.

Thankfully, the women whom you shared your life with were more than attentive to all of your mannerisms. You didn’t even have to say anything, and they’d be by your side, caring, nurturing. Each of them helps in a unique way.

You loved your girls so much it hurt.

“Yes, unnie. Just fine.” The lie flows easily from your mouth, in an automatic response. It’s only when Jeongyeon lifts her brow that you come to realize you don’t have to do that anymore. You don’t have anything to hide — they’ve already seen all of your ugliest parts. Sighing, you add. “Sorry, it’s just, uhm, sorry. I was trying to relax, but I can’t… I still can’t focus on the thoughts too much. I get scared easily.”

Jeongyeong nods, pleased by your efforts to share your feelings with her. You’ve been going to therapy for a couple of months, and it’s been helping you to understand and deal with your feelings better. As a result, you’ve been expressing yourself better, and the girls were able to search for ways of making your routine easier each day. The engines of the big, complex clock that defined your being were slowly getting back into its place. It’s a slow, tiring process, but there’s been progress.

She sits by your side, giving you a reassuring squeeze. You took advantage of her proximity to hold her tight, hugging her even closer. Jeongyeon’s arms have always felt the safest to you. Her embrace sends warmth waves of love straight into your heart, and you smile against the woman’s skin.

“Thank you for telling me, beautiful.” You blossom under her praise, hiding your face in the crook of her neck. Her hands go inside your hoodie to trace slow, delicate circles on your bare skin, exactly how she knows it’ll calm you down. “Perhaps some fresh air will help you feel a bit better? We can go for a walk. The members will take long to come home. How does that sound?”

“Sounds perfect, unnie.” Although there’s hardly anything she suggested you wouldn’t do, simply because it’s her. “Let’s take a walk.”

Jeongyeon’s hands are cozy, and they fit perfectly against yours. You hold her delicately through all the way.

—

The park is the girl’s assigned spot. It’s the place you’ve cried, laughed, and celebrated together ever since your trainee days. Whether it was to go on picnics, hikes, or simply feed the ducks on the lake, you’ve grown used to having such a place as your escape route.

You’re surprised that Jeongyeon led you to the basketball court, instead of the lake. However, what surprises you the most is the ball in her hands, which she shakes side to side in awkward motions.

“What are you doing?” You frown, watching her clumsy moves.

During your trainee days, you, Jeongyeon, and Momo would sneak out of the practice rooms once it all got too much. Your managers would always find the trio here, instead, laughing their hearts out in their own little world. Neither of you knew how to actually play, but being able to move around — wasting some well-needed nerves without the need to be perfect, and just have fun in general was enough. If you concentrated hard enough, you could still hear Momo’s loud laugh, combined with your loud cheers whenever Jeongyeon managed to score a shot.

Reminiscing such memories causes a growing ache in your heart. At the time, it seemed like things were so heavy: the crushing routine of practice, the stress of not knowing whether you’d make it through the next monthly evaluation, the immaturity of being so young… You thought it was the end of the world, back then. Now, looking through the hidden memories behind those feelings is enough for you to realize it wasn’t so bad, after all. Being able to window-shop at the mall without being recognized; the thrill of finally being able to buy that Nintendo you had been saving up for forever; whispering gossip with the girls after the lights were out when you had to be up early for dance lessons, on the next day.

It’s a bittersweet feeling. Something that seemed like a life ago, coming from a version of yourself trapped in another dimension. You felt like that wasn’t yourself anymore. It was impossible to recreate such memories, and even when you managed to do so, it just felt wrong, and weird.

You desperately wanted to go back to being that girl again. And it fucking sucked.

“I thought a little one-on-one could ease up your nerves. You used to love playing before.” Jeongyeon cares about you so much, thinking about the little details of the maknae she loved dearly. Holding on to something that did not exist anymore.

Just like you were. All of them.

Your mouth tastes bitter. Suddenly, you’re no longer interested in being outside — there’s a sudden urge to just go back to your room, curl up and cry.

You used to like going to the park and playing, before.

“So everyone keeps telling me.” You murmur, kicking a rock as your fists close inside your hoodie’s pockets. “About things I liked to do before the— episode.”

Sensing you’re not interested in playing — or maybe she just took a brief look on your face. With a red nose, watery eyes, and a big pout, it wasn’t difficult to tell you were about to burst into tears. Jeongyeon throws the ball away, opening her arms to you.

It’s instant: you run to her, crying as you mutter apologies and empty promises. You wish you still liked to do all of those things. That you weren’t so utterly, completely broken. You want to go back to when you were just a little troubled but fine.

Was it never going to stop hurting? Is this ache going to last forever?

“It’s okay, baby.” Jeongyeon’s calm voice soothes you, as she runs her hands through your hair. Your sobs are loud, probably drawing attention to the little kids playing on the nearby courts, but she doesn’t seem to mind. “It’s okay. Much has changed, and that’s normal. It’s just life, baby. It’s simply life.” Gently grabbing your shoulders, the older woman brushes the tears away from your eyes. Staring at you with a serious face, she adds, “I love you, Y/n. We’re in this together, all of us. That’s what hasn’t changed: our love. Okay?”

You nod, somehow crying even more now that you are surrounded by such a strong love.

“We will make new memories, and find new hobbies. We’ll do whatever it takes. It might not be as fun or shiny as the old ones, but oh, Y/n… they’re going to be even more cherished and precious, I promise.” She promises, resting her forehead against yours. And you truly believe her words.

You love her more than words can say.

“I love you, unnie. Thank you.” You laugh through the tears, glad to have someone like Jeongyeon in your life.

Turning around, you make your way back, in the lake’s direction.

“And I love you more, baby. We’ll find a new hobby, don’t worry.” Her face turns thoughtful, her glasses complimenting her frame well. “Have you tried cooking? We really need another one in the dorms, things are getting unsustainable. I had to eat Nayeon’s food yesterday! Or, well, at least pretend, since it was disgusting. Not even poor Dobby ate it.”

You let out a loud laugh, this time, giving the older girl a playful hit.

Jeongyeon was right: things were not as they once were. The past was in the past, and it might be a good thing. From now on, you’d focus on making new memories, surrounded by the love and support from your family, your friends, and most importantly, from your girls.

[marvelobsessed134]

Izzy Stradlin please, we need more smut of this man. The reader comes out of work and feels stressed so does Izzy, and they have a little stress relieve yk, on a rainy day, If you could do some dirty talk, maybe add some handcuffs and a bit of his jealous protective side. 🧡

Thank you sm! Lots of love 🫶🏻

Kinktober day 5: handcuffs with Izzy Stradlin

A/n: First Izzy fic! So excited for this one hope you enjoy! Also I’m tired as fuck writing this but I wanted to get it out so I don’t have to do a double post tomorrow.

Pairings: Izzy Stradlin x Fem!reader

Warnings: possessiveness, handcuffs, dom!Izzy, sub!reader, smut, dirty talk, and I think that’s it let me know if I missed anything.

Summary: Izzy helps you destress after a particularly rough day at work.

“I’m home.” You grumbled as you walked through the door and dropped your bag on the floor next to you. Your soaking wet bag because as you were walking home the sky decided to rain.

“Hey baby.” Your boyfriend rasped from the couch.

You smiled a bit before sitting next to him. “Ugh today was so fucking stressful. Hank would NOT stop flirting with me, my boss kept telling me I’m late on these papers when I literally have barely had any time to complete them. And, get this, I spilled my salad so I had to go across the street to get a new lunch.” As you ranted, Izzy looked at you with focused eyes. He tensed up when he heard that Hank -your coworker- wouldn’t stop flirting with you.

Possessively, he slid his hand on your leg. The action made you stop talking as it was making you feel very new feelings.

“Izzy…what are you doing?” You asked.

“I’m thinking I should help you destress.” The guitarist shrugged simply before starting to kiss your neck. You moaned softly at the feeling, before bringing his face up to kiss his lips.

Slowly, the two of you started making out as he laid you down on the couch. Clothes were being thrown on the floor, and your pussy began to drip onto the leather.

Izzy’s movements got more rough. He groped your tits, toying with your nipples and biting them. You arched your back into him and hissed.

He kissed down your body before pulling your underwear down with his teeth. Your legs spread on their own accord, ready to take whatever he was willing to give you.

The raven haired man licked a bold stripe against your pussy making you hiss and moan, grabbing onto his hair.

He began to lick all the way up to your clit, flicking his tongue on the sensitive bud. Then he started to get into your folds, licking in between, and fucking you with his tongue.

Your toes curled, tears springing in your eyes as he fucked you with his tongue effortlessly.

“Oooh…Izzy I’m gonna cum!” You squealed.

“Oh yeah baby, cum for me.” And you did, releasing all your sweet juices on his tongue. “Fuck, you taste so good. Wait here a minute.” He said before getting up and running upstairs. You furrowed your brows in confusion. You wanted to get up and see what he was doing but that would be disobeying him. And you never disobey Izzy.

Finally, he jogged downstairs, his hard cock bouncing with his movements. You noticed him holding a pair of handcuffs. Yeah, you were in for it. You sat up expectantly as he stood in front of you.

“Wrists.” He commanded and you did as you were told, watching him hit the fluffy handcuffs around your wrists.

“Good girl. Now are you gonna let me fuck you senseless?”

“Yes sir.”

The guitarist smirked before bending you over the arm of the couch. You felt your pussy drip down between your legs. He teased you with his tip at first, rubbing it up and down your pussy lips before pushing in and bottoming out.

“Ah, fuck!” He groaned as he began to move, “You’re so fucking tight baby.”

You moaned with him, getting used to the stretch. His movements got faster and faster. Soon he was pounding into you.

“Oh! Izzy!!! Fuck oh fuck Izzy!” You moaned, gripping the couch for dear life.

Izzy smacked your ass, “Yeah? You like that? Fuck baby, I fucking love you so much.”

“I’m gonna cum!” You cried.

“Me too baby. Cum for me.” And you did, clenching around him before letting go. The pressure was so much, your vision went white for almost a minute as you felt his load painting your walls.

“Oh god, I really needed that.” You laughed breathily.

[pupyuj]

Any thoughts on gp Winter?

She kinda gives me switch energy like she'll go from pushing you around and being all mean to whimpering the moment you start sucking her off.

I also feel like it really depends on her mood or how her day has gone, if she's had a really bad/ stressful day and is tired all she'd want is for you to just take care of her and be all soft; but if she's annoyed rather than tired then she'd become a lot more dom, telling you what to do and just generally being rough to get her anger out, pinning you down while complaining about all the assholes at her work while she fucks you, all while you can't even get in a coherent though with hoe fast she's going, but you don't care because you want to help her destress right? I certainly wouldn't mind

(If you don't like this just ignore 👍)

i know i'm planning on writing a dom winter fic but she will forever give awkward virgin loser vibes to me 😭😭 especially g!p winter like come on.. there would not be a single dominant bone in her body, she'll always be weak for you :((

she's one of those girls that's like needy, but doesn't want to say what she wants from you just like that bcs she thinks it's too dirty (liz has competition omg..) 🫣 the type to approach you, head down and cheeks all red, tug at your skirt and hope that you know what she's talking about, especially since she's not at all hiding her boner 😭😭 well of course you know what she wants but you never want to pass up an opportunity to tease the baby 🫣 acting clueless, asking her to tell you what she wants bcs you're not a mind reader, and moving away when she refuses to say a word, so meandjcbfjdkf

"p-please, (y/n)...! i need to fuck you, please..." winter ends up saying out of pure desperation 🥺🥺 she gets soooo embarrassed after realizing what she had just said, putting her face in her hands while you laugh at her 😭

coming off from what you said anon, if winter is stressed she will definitely be a bit more forward about her needs 👀 and she won't take any of your teasing, it'll just piss her off 😭 but of course you do it, bcs minjeong fucks you way better when's angry 🤤 LIKEKFGHFJF imagine getting off work late and seeing minjeong sitting on the couch, arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, and a pout on her face... asking you why you didn't tell her you'd be late.. she's getting all pissy too bcs she wanted to eat dinner with you, and then gets really heated when you told her you already had dinner with your coworkers and that's why you were late... she would feel so disposable :(( minjeong nearly crying when she tells you how hard work has been for her and how she just needs you but sometimes you could be so blind 💔💔

AND OFC THIS LEADS INTO MAKE-UP SEX COME ON... apologizing and reassuring minjeong that you'll always be there for her, all while riding her cock 😵‍💫😵‍💫 minjeong forgetting whatever she was about just like that,, moaning like crazy when you started going faster, deepening your drops so her entire length was stimulated :((( minjeong definitely hugs you while she comes sjdbfjsfj coming so much that it brings her to tears, she just missed her gf :(( shbdfjdkf minjeong barely getting a hold of herself when you started riding her againnnn :(( SHE WAS TOO CUTE YOU COULDN'T HELP YOURSELF...

"j-just relax, baby... i'll take everything.. ahhn.. from here..." you pushed her down so she was laying on the bed,, making her watch while you fucked yourself into her cock,, minjeong wanted to touch you, to flip your positions and just ruin you but you looked way too pretty on top :(( and trust that this will go on for hours on end bcs the only way to truly make it up to minjeong is letting her breed you full of her cum 🤤 making a mess out of each other from coming so much sjdbfjsc but it was all worth it to see her smile 😩😩

and you're definitely cockwarming her to sleep 👀👀 so don't be surprised when you wake up in the morning feeling your girlfriend gently fuck into you, claiming to give back to you for the night before... 😵‍💫😵‍💫

not me straying far from anon's idea sjdjfidfj...

[duc-kie]

Cedric x female reader fic where he helps her destress from exams and hw by taking care of her ;) in the prefects bathroom and massages, sweet words, cuddles, and such too

thanks!

I’m so so so sorry I took so long to write this. I hope you like it and can forgive me lmao :)

Cedric x afab!reader fluff and smut

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“fuck!” you groaned throwing your book on the floor and rubbing your eyes. “are you okay baby?” said your boyfriend Cedric looking at you with a concerned look on his face. “yeah it’s just… this test. it’s so hard I don’t understand anything.” you replied looking back at him. he stood up and made his way towards you. “let me take care of you and I can help you study tomorrow.” he replied rubbing your back. you sighed looking up and him. “fine” you said and he immediately picked you up and carried you to the prefects bathroom. he prepared the bath and then helped you strip down. you both got in the warm bath and he pulled you on top of him. you wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his arms around your waist.

you were just laying in the bath cuddling for an hour or two before you decided it’s time to get out. Cedric drained the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. “my shoulders hurt” you said rubbing your shoulders while you were looking at yourself in the mirror. you could see him approaching you and hugging you from behind. “let me massage you, princess” he said while tracing his finders up your sides, stopping when he reached your shoulders. he started gently massaging and rubbing them. you let out a satisfied moan. “oh you REALLY like this don’t you?” he said smirking and looking at your red face in the mirror. you shyly covered your face with your hand but he stopped you. he turned you around and kissed you.

he lifted you up and put you on the counter, not breaking the kiss. he gently spread your legs and took the towel off your still wet body. his head dived down to press a light kiss on your thigh. he continued kissing down your thigh until his lips were touching your heat. his tongue was dancing through your folds making you moan in pleasure. your hands were gripping at his hair and the counter trying to find support. you were getting really close to your high when Cedric stood up and positioned himself in between your legs and pushed in. he was pounding into you, hitting the right spot every single time. it didn’t take long for you to reach your high again and soon you came all over Cedric’s dick while screaming his name. a minute later you felt his hot cum spill inside of you.

“such a good girl” he said while helping you to get off the counter. “I guess we’ll have to take another shower now” he said giving you a playful smile and helping you make your way to the shower. “I feel much better now. thank you.” you said looking him in the eyes while he was preparing the shower, making sure the water temperature is perfect. “I’m glad you are” said Cedric before pulling you in the shower with him and passionately kissing you.

[themidnightcrimson]

Princess Parts. | w. maximoff

summary: in which your mommy helps you destress from doing homework.

warnings: top!wanda, smut, fingering (r receiving), sub space, princess parts (obvi), i wrote this while i had a fever, i need wanda to touch my princess parts, i can’t even remember what this fic is about enough to think of any more warnings, am i giving jaded tenured professor who no longer cares about anything vibes rn?

this post is for 18+ only. minors: do not interact.

masterlist.

Your back was beginning to ache from bending over your laptop and notebook. Shreds of eraser littered the page and even the cushion of the couch you were sitting on. Your eyes burned and stung from the blue light of your laptop that you’d been staring into for hours. Head beginning to pound, your chest was growing tight as you continued to work through the complex homework you had been assigned.

It wouldn’t have been so bad if only you knew how lengthy the assignment was and had started it earlier than the night that it was due. You had started as Wanda started on dinner, kept working as you huddled your plate of food in your lap, and continued to work until later in the evening. In fact, you hadn’t moved from your spot on the couch in so long that the fluffy cushion was forming a sunken print of your ass.

Mindlessly chewing on your pencil and clicking at the keyboard, you had hardly said three words to Wanda all night. She had busied herself with making dinner and then cleaning up, but now she was on the other end of the couch, lounging as she read a book. Turning a page, her eyes flickered over the book’s rim to glance at you for the thousandth time. Every time her eyes landed back on you, there was a new wrinkle between your eyebrows.

Finally, she lowered her book to her lap. “Baby,” she purred, waiting for a moment. You didn’t hear her, and she knew it was because you tended to hyper fixate on things to the point of deafness. It made the corners of her lips tug upwards before she repeated louder, “Baby.”

Finally, you perked up, straightening your hunched back and turning your bloodshot eyes to the redheaded woman. “Yea?” you asked quietly, feeling a bit irritated that she pulled you out of your focus.

Wanda stared at you wordlessly for a moment. Your chest was moving fast, and your fingernails were bit down to their ends. You were so stressed out, and she could tell by the strained look on your face.

“Why don’t you put your homework away for a moment, hm?” she purred again, using her coercive voice. She really wanted you to take a break, not only for her desire to have your attention, but for your own good. “Don’t want your brain to melt from overworking it.”

“I can’t,” you snipped, turning your eyes back to the screen upon realizing she didn’t need anything besides pestering you. “This is due tonight at midnight.”

Wanda glanced to the clock on the wall. “You have several hours before midnight. Just take a little break, my love.”

You ignored her again, pursing your lips and typing furiously on the keyboard before using the pencil to scribble on the page. Wanda sucked her tongue—her little girl was not listening to her. Her little girl was being bad.

Placing the book to the side, Wanda slowly crawled toward you until she was sitting beside you. She watched you glance to her from the corner of your eye as she gently moved your hair behind your shoulder, bringing her lips close to your ear. “Don’t you think that Mommy knows what’s best for you?”

That feeling tugged within you. The urge to give up on the homework and crawl into her arms, the urge to throw your autonomy out the window and let Wanda make all your decisions for you. The reminder that the homework was due soon rung loud and clear in your head, bringing you back down to earth. “Wanda, I can’t. I have to get this done.”

“What did you call me?” she quipped, the sudden edge in her voice burning your ear.

You opened your mouth before closing it again, taking your focus off your homework for a moment to look up at her. The more you denied her, the more she would try harder to get you to fall into her. “Mommy,” you whispered in the least emotional voice you could, not wanting to start something but also not wanting to make her start something.

The sight of her dark pink lips turning to a satisfied smile made warmth blossom in your chest. “That’s right.” She brought her fingers to your chin. “I’m your Mommy.” Her hand caressed your jaw, causing your eyes to flutter for a moment. You wanted to lean farther into her, but your homework was pulling you back to reality.

“Mommy,” you repeated firmly, “I have to get this done.”

“Baby, you’re so stressed,” Wanda cooed, pouting her lip and lowering her brows. She brought both of her hands to your shoulders, her palms flattening against the bone as her fingers massaged your muscles. She leaned down as she squeezed your tense shoulders and let her lips brush against the lobe of your ear. “Let Mommy make you feel better.”

Her massage was gentle yet firm, enough to make your body move with her motions. Her hands felt so good massaging you, and you started to let yourself fall into that state of utter submission.

Wanda placed a kiss right behind your ear as her right hand dipped down your chest and grabbed your tit. A small gasp left your mouth as she squeezed the sensitive flesh. She hummed and whispered, “You know Mommy’s touch always makes you feel better, doesn’t it, princess?”

It was like Wanda had hypnotized your brain to trigger upon hearing that word. Two syllables were enough to drape that veil over your mind. Still, you resisted.

“Wanda,” you breathed, but upon saying her real name, you earned yourself a soft slap to the face.

Wanda grabbed your face and turned it back to her, her eyes flashing. She was growing irritated at your resistance to her. “Correct yourself before I bend you over my lap and punish you,” she said in an unsettlingly calm tone.

“Mommy,” you whispered, voice cracking as Wanda scooted even closer to you. She hummed with approval before returning her hand to your tit, letting her other one fall and roam across your body. She bit her lip and watched the way your eyes started to grow heavy at the feeling of her hands touching you all over, especially when they dipped down to your thigh. She knew it would only take another sentence to persuade you, and you were sufficiently persuaded when she nipped your ear and whispered, “Mommy wants to make her princess feel better.”

Your entire body relaxed under her touch, and she discreetly smirked at her success. Besides making you cum, her best talent was persuasion. Keeping a hand on your breast, she moved your laptop and notebook to the floor before gently pushing you backward until you laid under her on the couch.

“My sweet little girl,” Wanda cooed as she slipped her hand up your shirt, causing you to shiver at her touch. “Mommy knows you’ve been so stressed about homework, yea?”

You found yourself at a loss for words as you nodded, your skin heating up in the trail her hand left on its way up your shirt. Wanda mirrored your nod, her eyes darkening when she took a handful of your bare breast, turned on upon realizing you had no bra on. Remembering that you had been to class earlier that day, she paused and asked, “You had a bra on when you went out today, right?”

You nodded quickly, remembering her rules about always wearing a bra. She didn’t want anyone to see the parts of you that belonged only to her.

She smiled in relief as her thumb rolled across your nipple which instantly hardened. “Good girl.”

Leaning down, Wanda pressed her soft lips against yours, and it took you a moment before you remembered to kiss back. The kiss caused you to fall deeper into your state of submission, especially when her tongue forced your lips open and slid inside your mouth. Wanda moaned against your lips as her tongue glid over yours and licked the roof of your mouth, her tongue so wet and warm that it made you shiver from the feeling.

Pulling back, you saw the darkness that arrived in her irises before she whispered, “Take off your clothes, princess.”

You were fully hers now. In automatic obedience, you pulled your sweatshirt over your head and shimmied out of your sweatpants, which Wanda aided by tugging them down your feet. You were naked now besides your thin layer of panties, and the cold air hurt your already hardened nipples. Wanda’s warm body pressed flat against yours as she stared down at you, completely in her control now.

“Mommy,” you whined, wrapping your arms and legs around her frame. “I cold.”

“You’re cold, princess?” she echoed, running a finger over your lower lip which was puffy from her kiss. “Don’t worry, Mommy will warm you up.”

Placing both hands on your breasts, Wanda kissed your lips once more before kissing your chin, the column of your throat, your sternum, and then leaving a trail of kisses down your abdomen. Your breath faltered as you felt her soft lips tease the skin right above your panties. She was so close to your heat that you could feel her warm breath fan against it, and that seed of desire blossomed within you. All thoughts of homework were gone now as you reached down and placed your hands in her hair.

Wanda glanced up at you to make sure you were okay before she opened her mouth and placed it over the thin cloth covering your pussy. You squeaked at the feeling as she slid her hands around your thighs and gently spread them open. She briefly licked you through the panties, enough to make your breathing turn labored before she crawled up your body again.

Even with the small touch, you already felt cold without it. “Mommy, please,” you whined, tugging at her hair like a child. Your cheeks were flushing red now, eyes hooded and pleading. “Icky,” you mumbled, squeezing your thighs shut and rubbing them together to replace the momentary friction she had given you.

Wanda cocked her head and looked at you as if she had no idea what you were talking about. “What’s icky, baby?”

You strung out a wordless sentence and started to babble when she began rolling your nipple between her thumb and forefinger. “Icky… down there,” you managed to squeak as she continued to torture you, pretending to be completely innocent.

“Icky on your princess parts?” Wanda finally gave in, to which you desperately nodded, continuing to attempt to pull her closer to you even though the weight of her body was resting on your abdomen.

“Oh, no,” Wanda said dramatically. She waited for you to say something, but your empty, longing gaze was enough to let her know you had slipped past words. “You want Mommy to make your princess parts feel better?” She ran a hand up and down your stomach, which only made your clit throb.

“Uh huh,” you muttered, rubbing your thighs together as hard as you could to find some kind of relief to the throbbing sensation between them. “Please, Mommy.”

“Mommy’s proud of you for asking so nicely,” she jested as she adjusted herself, spreading your legs again and sinking between them. “Don’t worry, Mommy will make the icky go away.” She parted your panties to the side so she could run her fingers through your soft folds, her touch instantly making you twitch and gasp.

Wanda gasped in dramatic surprise. “Princess is so so wet for Mommy.” Her fingers swam in your folds, simply feeling how soft and wet you were. Wanda had to hold back a moan when she watched the way your back arched as her fingers met your nub and pressed into it. “Mommy knows how to touch you exactly the way you want, right, Princess?”

You only half-heard her through the desire now pulsing all through your pussy. You nodded, grabbing her soft locks of red hair as she played with your slit. After a few moments of this, you were growing too desperate. “Mommy, please, inside.”

“You want me to go inside, princess?” she echoed, to which you furiously nodded. Your entire body was squirming on the couch beneath her, your legs hooking around her and desperately pulling her closer to you.

Deciding to give you what you want instead of dragging this out as long as she wanted to, Wanda moved her fingers to your entrance and slowly slid two of them inside. Your tight walls tensed upon the intrusion but sucked her fingers in nonetheless, your lips falling open in a silent moan. “That’s it, kitten,” Wanda purred as she pressed a few kisses to your hot face. “Take Mommy’s fingers like a good girl.”

Her fingers sunk deep inside you and curled, massaging that sweet spot that made you shudder. She took her time with you, dragging them out slowly before jutting them back inside, hitting your spot harder this time.

“You look so pretty like this, baby,” Wanda breathed as she stared intently at you. “Laying naked below me, legs spread, taking my fingers in your precious princess parts.”

A moan escaped your lips, your hips bucking up to meet her hand. As much as you enjoyed how she was slowly relishing you, you needed more. “Harder, Mommy.”

Wanda snapped her hand, her fingers jutting deep inside you. You were dripping down her hand already, the squelching noises making your cheeks burn. She was rubbing your spot just right, thrusting her fingers at the right angle and the right speed, that you already felt pressure coiling in your tummy.

“You’re Mommy’s pretty princess,” Wanda groaned throatily, utterly drunk off the sight of your juices covering her hand. She slipped a third finger inside you and felt the stretch that made your eyes squeeze shut. “I love your tight pussy,” she added as she pressed her thumb against your clit and rubbed it. “All mine. Tell me your pussy is all mine, princess.”

“Mommy, I’m gonna c-cum,” you whimpered, urging your hips upward in sync with her hand.

“You can’t cum until you tell me your pussy is all mine,” she purred, bringing her free hand to your face to move your hair out of the way. “C’mon, baby, say it. Use your words, pretty girl.”

You took one hand out of Wanda’s hair to grab the arm of the couch above you, trying futilely to string together the words she wanted to hear, but you made your best attempt. “All yours… my pussy all yours.” Your orgasm was growing heavier in the pit of your stomach to the point where it was paining you to hold it back. Light flooded your eyes as the nerves in your stomach started to tingle. You were already in the process of slipping when Wanda came through and grunted, “Cum for Mommy.”

Wanda gasped at the feeling of your pussy clenching hard around her fingers and pulsating as you came, arching your back completely off the couch and causing your tits to be near enough to Wanda’s face for her to take one in her mouth suddenly and bite it, which only prolonged your climax. She felt so good with her fingers buried inside you and her mouth sucking your nipple that you could only whimper, “Mommy,” over and over again as your orgasm finally released your body with a limp plop on the cushions.

The inside of your cunt throbbed around Wanda’s fingers still lodged inside, and the cold you felt before was replaced with warm sweat all over your skin. Wanda fluttered kisses all over your face and neck, her hair tickling your cheek as you giggled softly. You trembled as she pulled her fingers out of you and placed them in your mouth. You were startled at the intrusion, but you quickly suckled around her fingers and tasted your own arousal, licking up every last drop and swallowing thickly.

“Such a perfect princess,” Wanda whispered, her green eyes sparkling as she watched you and felt your warm tongue swivel around her long fingers. She pulled them out of your mouth and wiped your saliva on your own tits, smirking as she did.

Slipping an arm under your back, she lifted you up so that you were straddling her lap. “What do you say to Mommy?” she cooed, bouncing you on her lap as you giggled and wrapped your arms around her shoulders.

“Thank you, Mommy,” you shyly mumbled, hiding your face in her neck and inhaling her sweet perfume.

“Of course, princess,” she responded with a kiss to your cheek. “Now you’d better finish that homework. Your reward will be milking my cock.”

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— why so quiet?

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to that anon who gave me the idea of having a threesome with Finnick & Peeta featuring breeding kinks because I’m a whore ♡ Peeta is like 20 rn

also, maybe longer part coming, idk 😭

How did you get here? Your mind was focused on getting out of the Quarter Quell alive, not pregnant.

You weren’t really sure how you got here, sandwiched between Finnick and Peeta after Finnick had obviously given him an offer he couldn’t refuse, since he was underneath you both all quiet.

“Peeta, you need to let loose a little bit,” Finnick had told him, your fiancé teasing the poor boy. “I think I might have something to help with that.”

Maybe that’s how you ended up here, in one of the areas of the arena that had yet to have something happen. “How much longer do we have, Peeta?”

He grunted as he pressed kisses to the back of your neck, his hands squeezing your thighs as Peeta pulled away from your sensitive nipples. He had been sucking on them the entire time his cock was deep inside of you, hips rutting up into you every time Finnick’s didn’t.

“D-Don’t really know,” he mumbles against your tit, humming as he teased your nipple with his teeth. It had been the only noise he made in a while. “The one a few places away just got hit, I’d say maybe two hours?”

Finnick laughs as your eyes rolled back, his thrusts getting faster as he lets out a soft groan, Peeta whining as his back arches. “You’re close, Peeta? I think my girl had already came three times, it’s about time you get off. Need you to destress.”

You were the first to suggest a threesome to Finnick the night before you were both put into the games, but he immediately took it seriously because you wanted it. “If you want someone baby, tell me,” he had said, smiling at you. “You just tell me who you want and I’ll get them.”

And Peeta was that perfect option — you just didn’t expect him to be so quiet as his cock was balls deep inside of your pussy with Finnick’s. He let out little whines and soft moans every now and then, his hips almost automatically rolling into yours at the same time Finnick’s do.

“Why so quiet? Hm, Peeta?” You lean down, pulling his lips from your tit, cold air sparking against them as you pulled him up to brush your lips softly against yours. “Am I not making you feel good? Hm? I don’t make you feel good?”

He shook his head as Finnick reached down, tugging back on Peeta’s hair. “You need to choose your words wisely, Peeta.”

He quickly shakes his head, letting out a loud whine. “You are, you feel so good,” he says as Finnick sucked hickeys onto your neck and Peeta’s nails dig into your sides as your cunt clenched around him. “I-I just didn’t know… if I w-was allowed, I didn’t know, I’m so sorry…” he continued to babble on making you giggle, leaning down to pull his lips to yours.

“You don’t have to worry about one thing, darling, this is meant for you to destress, you can cum inside me,” you whisper against his lips, pulling his hands closer to your body. “You can cum and do whatever you want to me baby.”

It would be a while until their done with you, until they could hear the things happening in the next section, your cunt filled with mixed cum and a bulge on your lower tummy.

“C’mon honey,” Finnick whispered against your cheek, helping you stand on shaky legs as Peeta’s tongue licked against your cunt, sucking all of the cum from your pussy into his mouth. “Taste good, Peeta?”

He nods from underneath you, using his fingers to scoop out the cum before pulling away. “So fucking good.”

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