#made for my own purposes... shh...

[pocketgalaxies]

persona 5 soundtrack continues to slap in new and unexpected ways

[changisworld]

Katoptronophilia with Bangchan.

->Katoptronophilia: Also known as a kink for mirrors, this includes having sex or masterbating in front of a mirror.

Word count:1,901

->Smut warnings: pussy play, fingering(f rec), use of a wand vibrator, squirting, multiple orgasms, use of a spreader bar, praiseeeee, like SO MUCH OF IT:3, reader is so shy ;(

A/N at the bottom<3

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Since kinda early on having sex with Chan, he’s picked up on the fact that you’re a bit shy while having sex, hiding your face in the pillows or your arms or purposely kissing on his neck just so he can’t watch you cum around his cock & chan honestly has no idea as to why or how you could be even the slightest bit insecure about yourself, have you not seen you?? But knowing this about you made him think of a new way to try get you to come out of your shell so to speak & feel physically good at the same time!

“Tell me if it’s too tight or hurting anywhere” he says in a reassuring voice as he finishes fitting the spreader bar to just above your ankles, not wanting to get into his own position until you yourself are comfortable.

“‘ts fine Channie, not uncomfortable” you respond, giving him your usual smile, trying to mask the fact you feel as if you’re on fire under his gaze, & he seems to notice.

“don’t be nervous mkay? we can obviously stop if you really don’t wanna do anything we don't need to." he replies, brushing the hair out of your face as his calloused hand places itself on your naked thigh.

"I know channie, wanna do it" you speak, your voice sweet as you then pucker your lips for him to give you a kiss.

"Good, my angel, I'm so glad," Chan coos softly, his thumb caressing your thigh in soothing circles. "You're being so good for me, so perfect, i love you.”

He leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips with a peck as his other hand trails up your side, fingertips dancing along your skin. "You're so beautiful, y/n. I just want to take care of you, make you feel so good."

Picking up the wand vibrator, he turns it on to a low setting, the soft hum filling the air as he brings it closer to your aching, soaked pussy. "Look at you, so wet and desperate for me," he murmurs, eyes drinking in the sight. "I'm going to make you feel so amazing, princess. Just keep looking at yourself in the mirror, okay? I want you to see how gorgeous you are when you come undone for me."

you blush at his words as you feel the vibrator inching closer towards your cunt which is clenching around nothing & you lean back into his frame, your eyes scrunching closed.

"Ah ah, eyes open, angel," Chan gently chides, bringing the vibrator to your swollen clit and eliciting a gasp from your lips. "That's it, keep looking. I want to see your pretty face as you come for me." He purrs as he nudges your face to look at the floor to ceiling mirror He applies more pressure, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through your body. His free hand caresses your thigh soothingly, his voice a soft murmur.

He increases the speed of the vibrator, the wet sounds of your soaked pussy filling the room. "That's it, let go for me, princess. You're being so good, I'm so proud of you."

your legs try to shut themselves from the overwhelming feeling but are stopped by the spreader bar forcing them open, your toes curling at the sensation of the vibrator shooting up your spine as you let out a groan. “Channie, so much” you whimper, forcing your eyes open but still avoiding the mirror in front of you both.

"Shh, it's okay babe" Chan soothes, his voice dripping with adoration. "Just let go, I've got you." he increases the pressure and speed of the vibrator, pushing a desperate mewl from your lips.

"Look at you, taking it all so beautifully. Your pretty pussy is so soaked for me." He leans in, pressing a tender kiss to your burning cheek. "I know it's a lot, but you're doing so well, angel. I'm so proud of you."

He glances up, catching your gaze in the mirror & he lets out a teasing but pretty smirk & satisfied hum as he pushes the button the vibrator & you instantly the vibrations intensify, sending you barrelling towards the edge as Chan murmurs endless praises and encouragement.

“g-gonna cum channie” your stutter as your hips buck under the vibrator, your eyebrows furrowing together as you then focus on his face, Chan sitting right behind you, you sitting in between his legs & his face resting on your shoulder.

"That's it, angel, let go," Chan coos, his voice thick with desire. "Be a good girl and come for me. I want to see it all."

He presses the vibrator harder against your throbbing clit, the ‘schlacking’ sounds of your soaked pussy spurring him on. He nuzzles your neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses against your flushed skin.

"Look at yourself, y/n. See how beautiful you are when you let go?" His eyes lock onto yours in the mirror, his gaze intense and unwavering. "Come for me, princess. I want to watch you fall apart."

The vibrations ring in your head, sending you hurtling over the edge. Your back arches, your thighs trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through you.

"That's it, good girl," Chan praises, his voice dripping with adoration. "You're doing so amazing, letting me see how gorgeous you are."

You try look at him through the reflection, not paying much attention to your own core being abused by the vibrator at almost maximum speed & your toes curl from the pleasure & before you can spew any words out, your orgasm gushes from you, my squirt soaking onto wooden bedroom floor as you let out a squeal, your body lurching forwards.

Chan's eyes light up with delight as your orgasm overtakes you, your squirt gushing out and soaking the laminated floor.

"Yes, that's it" he exclaims, his voice laced with awe. "Look at you, so beautiful, aren’t you?” he questions, knowing the chance of you replying is slim to none.

"I'm so proud of you, y/n," he murmurs, pressing soft kisses along your jaw. "You took that so well, didn't you? Such a good girl."

He gazes at you through the mirror, his expression adoring. "I could watch you come undone like this all day. You're absolutely mesmerizing." he purrs, pecking your cheek with his puffy lips & you lean into the touch.

Slowly, he reduces the intensity of the vibrator, allowing you to come down from your high. His touch remains gentle & soothing.

“do wan’you to see me, ‘ts aw-awkaward- want your fingers channie” you blabber the words, your hands gripping into his thick thighs, breathing heavily as your muscles are all clenching uncontrollably, your pussy dripping wetness onto the floor, collecting with your orgasm.

"Don’t be so silly, never awkward," Chan soothes, his voice dripping with adoration. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

He shifts the vibrator to the side, slowly dragging his fingers through your soaked folds. "Is this what you want, princess? My fingers deep inside that pretty pussy of yours?"

Pressing a tender kiss to your cheek, he murmurs, "You can have whatever you need, hunny, just let me take care of you."

Slowly, he sinks two digits into your quivering heat, curling them to hit that sensitive spot. "That's it, angel. Feel how perfectly you grip me? You're doing so well."

His free hand gently guides your chin, coaxing you to meet his gaze in the mirror. "Look at yourself, y/n, how can you not fawn over yourself?” he groans in your ear, his voice deep.

He picks up the pace, his fingers relentlessly stroking your most sensitive areas. "Come for me again, princess. I want to watch you fall apart."

You physically quiver as you feel his thick digits fill your already soaked hole, a small squelch noise being heard & that paired with the feeling of the vibrator now hitting your sweet spot on your inner thigh makes you squeak & your fingers tighten around his thighs, nails digging into his flesh covered by his sweatpants. “so s-sweet channie, feels so good, fuck” you whine, basking in the feeling of his fingers.

"That's it, my sweet angel, take it all," Chan croons, his voice thick with arousal. The sounds of your soaked pussy gripping his fingers only spur him on further.

He increases the pace, his fingers relentlessly stroking your most sensitive areas. "You feel so perfect around me, y/n. So hot and wet, just begging to be filled."

Pressing the vibrator firmly against your clit, he begins to work you towards another mind-shattering orgasm. "Come on, babe, let go for me again. I want to watch you fall apart."

His free hand caresses your trembling thighs, offering soothing touches. "You're being so good, taking it all so beautifully. I'm so proud of you, my gorgeous girl."

The sensations build in your lower tummy & the combined stimulation is quickly overwhelming your senses. "That's it, let it go. You're doing amazing, princess. I've got you."

you start to fall into a different floaty space that not just you but Chan loves so so much & your head rolls to look back in the mirror in front of the both of you, your eyes switching from my now swollen cunt filled with his thick fingers to his face, his own face looking fucked out as if he is the one receiving pleasure & you let out a guttural moan, clenching around his fingers as the vibrator is making you feel as if your skin is on fire. “C-close channie, g-feel like ima sq-fuck, squirt.”

Chan's eyes darken with lust as he watches your expression shift, a look of pure ecstasy washing over your features. "That's it, my angel, let go for me," he breathes, his voice thick with lust.

He curls his fingers inside you, stroking that sweet spot relentlessly. The vibrator hums against your swollen clit, sending you careening towards the edge.

His gaze is locked on yours in the mirror, drinking in every twitch and flutter of your expression. "You're being so good, taking it all so beautifully. I'm so proud of you, princess."

The sensations build to a new height as your muscles tensing as the pressure builds. With a guttural cry, you let go, your release gushing out and soaking Chan's hand and the sheets beneath you.

"Fuck, that's it, that’s a big one isn’t it?" he exclaims, his voice laced with awe. "You're so perfect, my love. So gorgeous when you come undone for me."

He works you through the aftershocks, murmuring endless praises and adoration. His touch remains gentle, soothing you as the waves of pleasure slowly subside.

Chan is quick to unlatch the spreader bar from your legs & they instantly shut from overstimulation & he can’t help but chuckle a bit as he picks you up & puts you on the bed & grabs the water that you had both set on the bedside table before the scene began.

“You can stay floaty for a while but then you need to come back to me mkay?” he says, not really expecting a response as he brushes the now wet with sweat hair from your face & then nuzzles into you for a cuddle, his cock softening after his own orgasm sprayed into his sweat pants ten minutes ago.

->A/N: im posting this over a week early because i am testing out a new writing style since i feel as if i dont use enough speech in my writing, so i need to see how well this does & depending on how well it does, i can adjust my writing to this style from now on!💛

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[tan1shere]

Say it

Billie Eilish x female reader !

A/n: this was very fun to write tehe 😋 just adored how she acted in swarm i had to make her a tad bit like Eva 🤭

Summary: your mind was overstimulated so your girlfriend is there to help make something else overstimulated 😈

Warnings: SMUT mdni ! Soft dom billie again guys 😩 (yall know I like my soft doms ok✋🏻) shy-sub reader, fingering, eating out and strap usage. You ride her 😋 mommy kink, multiple orgasms, and overstimulation. Lmk if I missed anything !!

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There was no doubt how shy you were, you had a select amount of friends due to that. But the one thing in your life that made you feel at ease was your girlfriend. Billie was always so calm and gentle with you, making anything stressful in your life, less. You were currently working on something for your work, needing it done by a certain time. You were a hard worker despite how shy you were, so you were determined to finish this on time. Your fingers go through your scalp, trying to calm down as you started stressing over it. You heard the door to yours and Billies shared bedroom. Head turning to look at her briefly. "Hi Bills." You greeted her softly. "Hi angel." Her tone was silky. Coming over to your small desk in the room. "Whatcha upto?" She smiles, placing her hands on your shoulders.

You exhale as she begins to subconsciously massage them. "Just something for work, little bit agitating though." Your breath turns into a sigh, feeling tense again. "Hmm, I can tell." She makes light work into easing the knot in your muscles. Your eyes shut as she does so, making your brain clear just a little bit. "Hmm, why don't we try something?" She suggests, making you completely intrigued. You trusted her judgment in anything, you felt so safe with her always. She grabs your hand gently, it small in her own. Intently watching as she sits on edge of the bed, you go to straddle her lap naturally. Her hands rest on your hips, admiring your features quickly. Before her lips are on yours, bringing you into a sweet kiss.

She was always so placid with you, always gentle. Her lips then move to your neck giving your skin a gentle kiss, she could smell the delicious perfume you had put on this morning. It lingering in her nostrils like a drug. "You smell so good." She speaks into your neck. Your eyes shut as you let out another content sigh, you could feel your body relaxing into her. She grabs your body gently going to lay you on the bed, you look at her confused but intrigued. "Shh, relax my girl." She says in spite of your expression. "I got you."

And immediately your body sinks into the bed, trusting those words completely. She was in control and you loved it, feeling euphoric anytime of the day. She loved it to, making her girl feel so good, having her as mush in her hands. Taking oh so good care of her. Her fingers trace over your skin. Considering it was night time you were wearing a cream silk night dress, that was so fitting to your body. It was chilly in your guys room, causing your nipples to lightly peek through. She needed them, wanted to feel them. One thing at a time Billie. Her focus returns to what she was originally going to do, moving the fabric up a bit, having it rest on your upper thighs.

Giving her such a good view of what she wanted. She was slow with you, so delicate and tender. You loved how she would treat you, but you were wanting this too. So a little whine escapes you. Not entirely on purpose. Billies head tilts at the little sound, smiling at you. "Should I touch you?" She wanted to tease just a tiny bit before anything, truly loving that sound you just made. It's not like she hadn't heard your noises before. But it was nothing that fretful. More, more, more. Was all her thoughts. And she was going to get exactly that.

"P-please." You then say softly. Already being worked up. A slight pout evident on your lips. "Hmm should I really?" Another small whine leaves you. Giving her the softest of eyes. She was trying so hard not to give in, she always did. She loved you. She'd do anything for you. "Billie.." you breathe. She looks at you and you're expression, not entirely thrilled with what she's hearing. Her fingers run over your thighs, watching your reaction as you shiver. "You're gunna have to do more than just say it." And she meant that. She needed you to beg a little before she gave you what you needed. And you did instantly. "Please Billie, need to feel warm throughout with your touch, please.. crave it so bad."

Her smile returns, what you said being music to her ears. "Good girl." She says lowly, moving to take your underwear off and immediately licking up your pussy. Your hands grip the sheets slightly, hadn't been fully prepared for her to do that yet. Your eyes shut again letting the feeling of her hot tongue consume you. The way it'd move in different ways. She truly was skilled in doing this, she knew your body better than you ever would. She was still slow with you, but within an instant she was eating you out. Sucking everything, your lips, your clit. Til her tongue prodded at your entrance before she plunges it in. Repeating the sucking as she tongue fucks you.

Your mouth almost goes dry as you had it open, feeling every blissful thing that she was doing, it running through your veins making your body tingle. "Mm- Billie." You blab, needing to tell her how good she was making you feel. Her hand makes its way to your left one giving it a little squeeze to say she knows. She made your heart melt, she was so beautiful in your eyes, you were truly mesmerized by her. And when she looks up at you the way she was you couldn't help but let slip a small whimper. Just as you do she smirks against your cunt, keeping that eye contact going. You feel that tightness in your lower tummy, gripping her hand to let her know.

She nods slightly as you eventually cum right in her mouth. This time she lets out a noise, moaning ever so slightly into you. Your breathing was still a bit unsteady, coming down from your high and watching her. She was addicted to you, and there was no doubt she needed more. Her head soon rises, she looks at you all over. Your tired face, your bunched up clothing. You truly were a mess and that was just the beginning. "you love when I'm down on it." You just simply nod. Too tired to focus on conversating. It makes her chuckle lightly finding you incredibly cute right now.

Her body goes to hover over your own, bringing her hand between your legs making you hiss slightly ending it with a tiny gasp. "Shhh." She softly says, bringing her other hand to your face, dragging her finger over your plush lips. "It's ok precious girl, promise." Her hand moves gentle over your sticky cunt as she says that. Setting your mind at ease again as you nod. "I trust you Bill." You voiced, making her features soften. Her lips go to your forehead, moving to your nose, your cherry red cheeks, your jaw. Your lids flutter close soaking up all the delicate touches. Her lips being so soft against you. Her lips then ghost over your ear. "Who's making you feel good again?" She was desperate.

Needing to hear you say it. Your mind foggy, trying to respond to her. But instead letting out a tiny mewl. "Say it baby," she breathes into your ear again, moving to kiss your neck briefly. Her finger then slips into you making you screech a bit, feeling it sting but shortly after feeling that euphoric feeling yet again. "Y-you.." you manage to finally get out. "Come on Mama. Say it." You knew what you needed to say, trying to muster up some strength to get the words out. "M-" But she was met with a moan as her fingers entered you deeper. Causing you to squirm a little.

"So so close, who does baby?" You breathe out a sigh. "Mommy does." Her smirk reappears. "Such a good girl." - "You drive me insane." She then finishes, speeding up her fingers a bit more. "I just wanna see your body move in different ways." Billie moans into your ear. Sending shivers all throughout you, your eyes shut becoming incredibly nervous but the excitement peeks through. Sucking her in as you feel your second orgasm. "B-bil-" You gasp as it comes along quickly. "Go on.. Do it baby." And just like that, your gushing over her fingers. Her satisfied expression turns you on more. She gives you a small break sticking that finger in her mouth as she gets off of you. You hear her belt it the floor, raising your head to see her standing there with her strap around her waist. "One more angel. Know you can do it."

You think for a moment but giving her a small nod, sitting up on your elbows. Her smile is back getting ontop of you. "Think you can ride me?" She asks, moving her thumb in a circular motion in your hip bone. You faintly nod, but that wasn't enough. "Use your words, please?" You bite your lip slightly. "Yes, wanna ride you bils." She happily grabs your waist switching the positions. Her hands remain there as you line up with the head of her strap. She grabs it, coating it with your previous release before she forces you down onto it, bottoming out. She's got the cheekiest grin spread across he face, watching your mouth hang open with a small whimper.

She shh's you again, the sting being more than the second time, but it feeling 10× better once it eases up. "F-fuck!" You breathe out as you try to adjust. She was making you fuck yourself on her harder. You grew more shy at the lustful stare she was giving you. Letting your hair fall over your face feeling those nerves again. "Show it baby." You then hear her say. Your hands move to your hair putting each side behind your ears. "Too cute." She whispers, watching your every move. That blush deepens. Her hands don't stop making you slam down against her, resulting in slight tears as you let out a guttural moan. Feeling as if it was deeper inside of you.

Your body hunches over loosing your balance slightly, but getting at a better angel for you to move on her. Her hands instantly move to cup your face to keep you upright. Once of them move down to your night dress, fiddling with the thin strap on your shoulder. Eventually moving it off letting a tit break free. Now she has them. Righttt where she wanted too. Her lips wrap round your nipple sucking hard. Sending your eyes to roll back. "Ohmygod." You ramble, feeling so much at once making you go insane. "Im so close.." Your breath was unsteady again. "Prove it baby." You obey, instantly cumming all over her strap, she even cums herself. All that movement you were doing making it push against her own cunt.

Let alone watch you unravel on top of her, she couldn't believe you were real. Once you both calm down she moves the hair out of your face. "You're so good, so very good."

"I love you bils." You say going to lay down on her, completely worn out. "I love you more."

[igotanidea]

The little bean: Anthony Bridgerton x pregnant!wife!reader

A/N: So..... After my "Too much" series I've been asked to do something with Antony and pregnancy trope. And since 1) I got baby fever and 2) Bridgertons are back, there is no better time than now.

***

“Y/N, my love, what are you doing?”

“I’m holding a book…?”

Ever since Y/N found out she was pregnant with the heir (which she would rather address as her precious little baby, instead of giving him titles before he or she was even born) Anthony entered right into an overprotective mood. If anything he would just keep her home, away from any prying eyes, that – in his opinion – might somehow take a look inside, at his baby and perhaps, see the little one before it came into the view of a proud viscount father.

Y/N could barely walk around the Bridgerton household, let alone the garden, without her husband chasing after her with a very concerned look, ready to carry her wherever she wished, just so that her feet wouldn’t touch the ground.

There were so many dangers on the way after all.

Wild animals. (i.e. bees, dogs and strays cats)

Speeding carriages.

Stones on which she might trip and fall.

Too much sun.

Too little sun.

And worst of all-

Members of the ton.

It was merely the first trimester and viscountess was torn between calming Anthony down (tactfully avoiding the information that the next months will be much more challenging) or just rushing away to her mother-in-law (yet, again) to seek aid in keeping him in check.

And just when she thought the oldest Bridgerton could not get any more obsessive, he took the lecture she was reading out of her hands.

“My dear, you cannot carry such weights. It’s straining and I am to protect you from threats.”

“It’s a book…” she frowned a little, but not without a hint of amusement in her voice

“It’s heavy.”  

“It's a 200 page novel…”

“It’s heavy.” Anthony’s voice was gentle, but firm. Both demanding and pleading.

“Anthony…”

“Y/N.”

“I can hold my own book.”

“We got servants for that.  In fact – let me call upon your maid and –“ he started walking towards the door in sheer purpose to liberate his dearest wife from the unnecessary burden.

Nonetheless his dearest wife had quite a different plan, reaching to grab his hand and stopping him in his tracks.

“My love. Please, come. Let us sit.” She guided him to the ottoman, still keeping the soft touch that was grounding to him.

Much to her surprise Anthony rushed to the furniture first, fixing pillows and blankets so Y/N could sit comfortably. And apparently that word, in his language, meant sitting half a meter in the air, covered from head to toe, regardless of the perfect spring weather outside.

“Here. Perfect.” He flashed a perfect smile, content with the spot he made for her.

“Anthony…”

“Yes, my love?” as he spun around meeting with her desperate look, the smile slowly disappeared from his face. “Y/N? Are you not feeling well?” Anthony grabbed both her hands in his, searching her face for any symptoms of malaise, dizziness, nausea. “Do you need some water? Or-“

“No, no, Anthony, please just listen to me for a moment-“

“Perhaps I should call upon Daphne, she already had a child of her own and she would be of help. Or maybe my mother could-“

“Anthony!” she laughed whole-heartedly at his  feverishness “I am not going to give birth in the fourth month of pregnancy! Please just calm down.”

“Just say a word and I’ll call for a medic immediately. Do not fret my dearest, I will take the best care of you. I swear on my life that-“

At that moment Y/N used the most effective way to stop his blubbering in the form of putting his hand on her slightly rounded belly in which their baby was healthily growing.

“Shh.” She whispered, putting her own palm on top of Anthony's, calming him down, letting him caress the stomach in hope to make him calm down. “It’s okay. Everything’s okay. I don’t need medic. Nor your mother. And certainly not your younger sister. I am feeling good and the only thing that concerns me is my husband's distress over nothing.”

“Nothing? You are carrying our baby!”

“And our baby needs his father to stop fretting.”

“But-“

“Here!” her eyes grew wide as she guided his hand to another place “did you feel it?”

“Was it--?” Anthony’s face expression mirrored the one of his wife.

“It kicked…” she whispered as their gazes met and for a second that extended into eternity, they just kept looking into each other’s eyes expressing so many feelings.

And then, almost as if in a dream, Anthony fell to his knees in front of Y/N, pressing his head into her belly.

“Our baby.” He whispered, kissing her body through the material of the dress. “our little baby.” He wrapped arms around her midsection with his ear pressed to the home of the child, almost hoping to hear him or her inside.

“Our baby…” she repeated with tears in her eyes. Despite knowing and obviously – feeling the imminent arrival of the new family member it was the first time she actually felt and knew. And it was beautiful. Her little bean was really there. Growing and waiting for the right moment to appear in the world, landing right into the waiting, safe arms of loving mother and father.      

“Do you think it can hear us?” Anthony pressed one ear to her stomach, his entire face lighting up at the possibility.

“Depends.” She chuckled

“On what?” his eyes travelled up to meet hers.

“If I say yes, will that mean you start talking to my insides?”

Anthony smirked.

“I will do that, even if you say no.”

“Then why the question?”

“Testing your knowledge.”

“I am not a doctor, Anthony. My expertise in the area might be a little limited.”

“Very well. Then give me an answer as a mother, not a medic.”

“Yes. Yes, I think it can hear us.” She cupped Anthony’s cheek in the affectionate gesture. There was something utterly heartening in seeing him like this. Holding her (and/or the baby) like she was the most precious thing in the world, needing the assurance that his child was already reaching to him.

That it could hear him, even if it wasn’t even born yet. Hoping for the love of the Lord that it was truly happening. That in a few months, that were going to pass by with extraordinary speed, the little one, a girl or a boy, would take a corporal form. That the viscount would not only be a noble and a husband but would also take on the new role – a father. A protector. Caregiver. A teacher, guardian and a guide. That somehow – his life would be complete. He’ll have his own little family. Something that was nearly impossible to him a few years prior.

And now-

“Anthony…” Y/N whispered, wiping a single tear from his eyes. “Sweetheart, what is wrong?”

“Nothing. Nothing is wrong, love. It’s all perfect.”

“Then why are you-?”

“I’m not.” He cleared his throat and gathered himself.

“Of course not.” She laughed softly brushing his hair. “But if you’d want to actually talk to the baby, that would stay in this little circle.”

Anthony smiled lovingly, grateful for having his miracle of a woman in his life. She understood him so perfectly well.

“We’re waiting for you, little one.” He whispered against her attire, with a little muffled voice, be it from emotions or closeness of his lips on her body. “You are already loved by two people, with more to come.”

‘You can say it Anthony…” Y/N whispered, knowing what he was holding back.

“I love you my little one.” The viscount whispered with the softest voice, caressing the place where the kick was previously felt.

And they stood like that for a while longer, enjoying that moment of joy and thinking about the future that looked quite bright. 

[cindol]

hi!! idk if your reqs r open but can I req the jjk men’s fav kinks?

JJK MEN AND THEIR FAVORITE KINKSᯓ★ !

tw — smut,consent is given before hand in all scenarios, choso’s part is really rushed,

cw ꒱ ! — sub choso, choso is blindfolded, spanking, gojo is a little mean, gojo ties reader’s hands, pussy eating, sukuna is a clan leader, sukuna fucks reader in front of people, nanami’s hands and legs are tied,

synopsis — jujutsu kaisen men and their favorite kinks .

a / n : my inbox is very much open ! I guess I ain’t make it seem like it is but it’s very much open for request and any questions y’all ! but I hope u enjoy annonie

CHOSO KAMO + PRAISE KINK + MOMMY KINK AND SENSATION PLAY !

At first he’ll whine at the confinements on his hands and eyes till he hears your soft voice in his ear.“shh.. relax baby, I’m right here.” while rubbing his thigh.

“mommy’s right here baby.” Hearing that makes the tips of his ears slightly flushed with a pink tint. He can’t even respond, just focused on your hands touching him from his thigh to his neck, placing gentle kisses on his neck down back to his chest.

Only moans and whimpers come from choso, when he’s in this state that’s all he can do instead of words. The only words coming from his mouth are.“mmph! Mommy please!” for the entirety of this. With how your wet lips touched and teased the tip of his dick he couldn’t be blamed for barely making coherent noises and words.

GOJO SATORU + IMPACT PLAY AND FOODPLAY!

Gojo loves impact play with you. Unlike some men who just like to spank their girl for punishment he does it for the fun of it. Seeing your ass turn a different slight shade from his spanking paddle as you were laid out on his lap satisfied him.

Hearing every gasp and moan come from you from each spank on your ass gets his familiar cocky laugh out of him. To give you a fake sense of comfort he rubs your ass in a smooth circle till he catches you off guard with a sharp spank again.“cmon babe you know me, I think you can take some more spanks.”

Food play is also a liking of his also. If he isn’t causing terror on your poor ass he’s treating you like his own dessert. His cherries, whipped cream and chocolate syrup never goes to waste.

On his bed you laid pretty on your back with your hands tied behind your back while gojo stood in front of you all he did was admire you with a whistle.”you look Mm.. how do they say in Spanish? Delicioso!”

His corny joke makes your cringe even in your restraints but he was right. On your body all drizzled on you was chocolate syrup from top to bottom, your tits having whipped cream topped with two blood cherry’s, even your private area having whip cream sprayed on top of it.

“You’re so childish satoru.. you’re lucky I actually love you enough to get this sticky ass sweet stuff on my body.”

Your words aren’t even being put into consideration for him, his eyes just on your body while he licked his lips like he found you delicious.“mhm mhm.. just let me eat you yeah?”

Before you respond he’s parting your legs,“artist gotta eat his art doesn’t he? Or however the hell it goes.” You just roll your eyes in a playful way at his corny joke.

The snarky expression on your face disappears once gojo licks a stripe of whipped creamed off your cunt making you gasp and squeeze at the bed sheets for some leverage for the mean time.

In big licks he licked stripes of the whipped cream off your pussy until he started to eat you out, making small kisses in between almost sloppy kissing your pussy.

Through your soft moans you tried speaking coherently but he made that difficult like he wanted to on purpose.“s-satoru slow down! or I might cum too early!”

satoru lifts his head only once to laugh.“exactly what the plan is.”

SUKUNA RYOMEN + EXHIBITIONISM !

a exhibitionism kink is a dangerous combo but it makes complete sense for a man like sukuna ryomen.

Ever since he saw how two of his clans men had a flustered face at one of the meetings at a visible rip in your kimono showing your thigh while you sat. It made him look more into kinks and he eventually discovered those kinks

He used the excuse of showing dominance to his clans men on what’s his but really he gets off on fucking the beloved woman of the clan knowing no other man could ever have this privilege.

In a spacious room usually used for clan meetings it’s instead used for erotic display of you. On the large stage as he fucked you with you arched on a soft cushion and one of your legs draped over his hip as support for his deep fucking of your wet cunt.

When he turned his head to see his men with flushed faces sitting on their knees and staring at the sight of each part of his wife’s body and breathy moans. a grin stretches on his handsome face at it.

“Watch men as I fuck what’s mine, and don’t dare to take your eyes off.” He treats this as a lesson for them just to show them what’s really his and his alone.

NANAMI KENTO + BONDAGE PLAY !

On rare occasions, nanami gives you the wheel to try and dominate. Of course you always fail even with him in bonds but still being the sweet man he is, it’s never not worth a try.

Nanami isn’t big on bondage, he’s not a big bdsm daddy, his arms and legs are tied to his own bed so he’s on display for you and the third leg he had was there for you too.

In front of him you were standing over him biting your nail with a smile slowly moving towards his body.“Mm.. Better hope you can hold out baby, this time I ain’t folding for you.” purring your words out as you got towards his body.

nanami had a feeling that was never true and just chuckled along.“I can handle whatever you throw at me I promise dear.”

It turns out he’s really right when you can barely take his dick even with him tied down. Hiccups and moans are pouring from your mouth as you ride him. It was always intriguing for nanami to see how the smile you originally had on your face thinking you really were gonna get him this time turned into a moaning one with your pouty lips all wobbly and your eyes rolled back.

For nanami, only his hair was a bit damp with some sweat running down from his forehead. He didn’t have some shit eating grin but a ‘I told you so’ smile while he watched as you struggled to dominate.

“P-please can’t anymore!” you moaned out your plea with your legs soon giving up with slower movements.

Nanami was a slight tease like he always was in this.“oh? Can’t anymore? Even with my hands tied baby.” a false disappointed sigh came from his lips.“need me to take the lead again hm?”

Your movements stopped completely with you nodding.“mhm…” your head laid against his chest for a moment.“But how are you gonna take the lead if you’re all tied up?”

a soft chuckle came from nanami and a head shake.“I think you misunderstand just how much power I can have darling.” using his hips he thrusted up into you getting a yelp and whimper to erupt from your mouth.

[ghostbustting]

hey. *sneaks in a quick Kirk fic*

╰┈➤“𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮

𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻„ ๋࣭

Kirk Hammett x Reader

Contains Smut and slight Somnophilia

I could hear birds chirping outside, a melody that usually greets me in the morning. My face scrunches up as I feel a sense of heat on my face, coming from the rays of morning sunlight that sneakily peeks through my curtains, blinding my vision as my eyes slowly flutter open.

Although my eyelids were finally lifted, my vision was still blurry and my mind wasn’t completely awake.

I could barely even remember what had happened last night, all I remember was coming back from the bar, half drunk, with Kirk, then passing out on our comfortable bed with him cuddled in my arms, tiredness was all that we feel.

The awaken state I’m in slowly gets to me as I begin to rub my eyes, trying to see the morning much more clearly, a small yawn leaving my lips.

Somehow, with that yawn, came another noise right after it. A small whimper from the back of my throat that I wasn’t conscious enough to let out on purpose.

Only then did I feel something warm and wet rubbing against my panties down there under the sheets that cover up all of my body. It took me awhile to get fully conscious to feel the ticklish hair against my thighs, or more specifically, between my thighs.

Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion, I throw the sheets off my body and find long locks of curly black hair between my thighs, a pair of pretty dark brown eyes looking up at me, tongue out and pressed against my clothed pussy.

My eyes widened, ”Kirk..? God, it’s 6 in the morning..” I grunted, rubbing my eyes as I sit up, only for my thighs to be held back by Kirk, him pulling me back down on the bed.

”5 in the morning, actually.” He corrected me with that crooked teethed grin.

I roll my eyes and try to grab his hands, to which he swatted mine away and huff, “C’monn! You don’t even have to do anything! Just— Just sit and be pretty. Pleasee?” He lay his head on my right thigh, lips slightly puckering out to press a peck on my skin.

Those dark brown eyes of his were staring up at me in the most precious way. His intentions were dirty, but the way he looked was way too cute to reject him.

After all, he had already make me wet in my sleep, my panties soaked with a mix of his saliva and my own juices.

But even if I try to mask it, he knew I was way too weak for him.

I rolled my eyes with a long sigh, "Fine."

Not even in a second, he quickly ripped my panties away from my once covered pussy, making me yelp in surprise and annoyance. "Shh. Just a panties." He shushed me.

Then, he proceeds to attach his lips onto my folds, tongue darting out to lap on my pussy like a hungry animal, sucking on me like I was a droplet of water he found in the middle of a desert.

I gasp and reach down to grab onto his hair, my fingers clutching onto those curly locks of his, pulling them every now and then while his lips makes out with my slick pussy.

His mouth went to my clit, sucking harshly on it. The sensation made me moaned and arch my back, the tug my fingers did on his hair made him grunt against my heat, the sound vibrating up into me.

"S-shit.." I whimpered out, desperately pushing his mouth against my pussy even more, my hips slowly grinding against his face while his tongue darts out yet again.

My legs were shaking, I cannot even utter out a word through my never ending moans, the only times a word would ever leave my lips successfully were either a moan of his name or a curse.

Suddenly, I could feel his tongue sliding up and down my folds, entering my hole as slowly as ever. I gasped yet again, my breathing became heavy as my chest rise up and down non stop, his mouth taking all the breath away from me down there.

"Kirk.. fuck fuck.." I mutter out, my legs moving to be placed over his shoulders while he eats me out.

He knew what he was doing too much, cause then I feel his thumb on my clit, rubbing harsh circles on it and encouraging the knot in my stomach to form and tighten.

Both of my eyes rolled to the back of my head, a louder moan leaving my lips. I wish my neighbors and the singing birdies out my windows a lovely morning, while I have my own sinful morning.

"Fuck— Fuck, I'm close.."

Small whines of curses never stopped coming out of me while I was getting more and more closer to my release.

With one last suck of my pussy from him, I moaned loudly while the knot in my stomach snapped, my release came gushing out of me and into Kirk's mouth, him sucking all the juices up desperately.

As I took deep breaths, I look down to see Kirk looking back up at me, that same crooked grin on his face as he licks up the juices left on his lips.

"Tasty. Real tasty. I'd give you a 5 star rating." He nods and press a kiss on my thigh, making me squirm just a little, senstive from my previous release.

I roll my eyes, huffing as I stroke his hair, "You little bastard."

He laughed, causing a small flutter on my stomach. I always loved his laugh, finding it cute. "Hey, gotta get my morning treat, right?" He winked.

"Whatever. Get off me." I scoffed and try to sit up before he yet again push me back down.

He tuts at me and shook his head, "Ah-ah. I'm still thirsty. Dehydration, you know?" He say with a playful tone.

Before I know it, his lips were back on my pussy, already sucking hard and lapping up and down my folds yet again. My breath hitched and as predicted, I can't help but give in to him.

I always give in to him.

[maxillness]

╰┈➤I Can See You || T.W x assistant!reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, age gap, fingering, oral (f), sex at work

Word count: 1.1k

Her friends called her delusional. Maybe she was. No, she defiantly is

When they walked side by side in the hallway, his hand would always graze hers. Now, she didn’t know if he did it on purpose, or if it was accidental, but each night she got home, she would spend her time trying not to feel the things she did

But as she sat at her desk, watching him work every day, all she could think about, was how he would react if she went to touch him

What if they never found out?

What if they never made a sound?

She kept having unholy thoughts about her boss, and she was tired of it

God, I could see him up against the wall with me

The thoughts made her cheeks hot and red, which she knew, and he kept asking if she was okay, or if he should open a window to let cold air in, but she kept brushing him off

What would he do if he knew?

When she started at the company, their relationship was purely professional, but something changed, something she liked

They became more friends than co-workers. He felt more like a friend than a boss, but it only made her have more fantasies about him

“What’s bugging you?” He asked from his desk, looking over at her “Something’s up with you today”

“You won’t believe half of the things I see inside my head” She chuckled, resuming her work

“Try me” Wait till you see the things that haven’t happened yet

“I don’t want to talk about” She shyly smiled

“Okay. Fair enough. Just know; I’m here to talk if you want” He said, turning back to his work

What would you do, if I went to touch you now?

What would you do, if they never found us out?

What would you do, if we never made a sound?

It was thoughts like these that made her clench her thighs together at work, and she was fucking embarrassed about it

Evening came around, and they were both off. He was standing in the doorway, his suit jacket on, watching her at her desk

“You’re not going home?” He asked her confused

“No, yeah. Of course. I just have to finish this” She said, her eyes flicking from his to her work

“Last time you said that, you still hadn’t left when I came in the morning after. Close it and put your jacket on” He smiled slightly

She huffed and pouted slightly, but she didn’t what she was told to do

She passed him in the doorway, but before she could, Toto had her body pressed up against the wood of the frame, her jaw in his hand, his lips so close to hers that their breaths mingled

“You can back out” He said low, almost a whisper

“What if I don’t want to?” She asked back in the same tone

Toto leaned in, kissing her tenderly. He pulled her body back into the office, closing and locking the door, guiding her over to be pushed up against the side of her desk

“This is highly unprofessional” She panted, on hand holding the edge of the desk, the other arm around Toto’s neck, his lips travelling down her neck

“Very” He mumbled against her skin, lifting her up onto the table, spreading her legs to step in between her legs, his hands fumbling with the buttons of her blouse

“We should probably stop” She said, but started unbuttoning his shirt as well, making no effort to stop herself

“Most definitely” He said as he helped her out of her shirt and skirt, leaving her in just bra and panties

Toto went down on his knees, pulling her closer to the edge, sliding down her panties, his finger tips ghosting over her skin, making her whimper

He started kissing up her thighs, his hands grabbing her hips, her own hands on her back, unhooking her bra, throwing it onto the floor with the rest of her clothes

She was about to look down at him, but she threw her head back, moaning his name when he started working his tongue on her clit

“Fuck, Toto. Please” She moaned, her fingers in his hair, pulling slightly on it, making him groan, the vibrations being sent trough her body

“Shh. I’m getting there, baby” He chuckled, slowly pushing in two of his fingers into her, pumping them slowly

“Toto- fuck! Please” She almost cried out, grinding her hips down against his fingers

“Toto, please” She tugged on his hair, pulling him away from her clit, his fingers still working inside of her “I want you to fuck me, please” She almost begged

He wasted no time. Getting up from his knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before unbuckling his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down to rest at his mid thighs

She had moved her body, now bending over her desk, pushing her ass out for him, earning her a groan from him

He grabbed her hips softly, pushing himself into her, drawing a soft moan from the both of them, her head hanging low

She didn’t get to adjust to his size before he was slamming his hips against her ass, his hands tight on her waist, making her moan loudly

He pulled her body up, her back pressed against his front, his hand circling her clit, her nails digging into his forearm

She could already feel the familiar feeling in her stomach, her walls clenching down around Toto

“Already, baby?” Toto chuckled low, kisses lingering on her shoulder

“Please, Toto. ‘M close. Please” She moaned, not really knowing what she was begging for

“I’m not stopping you, Schatzi. Come for me” He groaned, his words encouraging her

His name rolled off her tongue like a prayer as she came. Her walls clenching down around him, her body shaking, her knees going week

She fell softly forward against the desk again, Toto’s hips slowing down, but still fast enough for himself to orgasm, coming inside of her

He leaned down, kissing the spot between her shoulder blades, tasting her sweat on his lips as he pulled away again

“I should give you a raise” He chuckled, slowly pulling out of her, earning him a whine from her at the sudden emptiness

“Don’t. That would be inappropriate” She chuckled tiredly, her skin sticky from sweat

“And this wasn’t?” He asked with a slight smirk, motioning to her naked body

“Oh, it most definitely is” She sighed before he took her into his embrace, caressing her back softly

[velarisdusk]

Bound by Flame

Day 17: Cum Plug | Eris x Reader word count: 1k author's note: this kinda overlaps with a pregnancy kink but like only for a little bit dont worry ✦ . Kinktober Masterlist . ✦

“Fuck, you feel so good," Eris growled, his breath coming in ragged pants, every word dripping with need. His hands gripped your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he pushed deeper, as though he couldn’t get close enough. "You’re going to look so perfect," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear, his voice low, dirty. "Carrying my child.”

Your legs were wrapped tightly around Eris’ waist, his body pressing into yours relentlessly. The room was dimly lit, the fire roaring in the hearth casting flickers of light over the tangled mess of sheets. His red hair fell into his eyes as he thrust into you, his gaze locked on yours, burning with that predatory gleam that always made your heart race. The words sent a shock of heat through you, your breath hitching as his hips snapped forward again. Your mind was spinning, his pace relentless, but his words—their meaning—clung to you, sinking in. "Eris–”

“Shh," he cut you off with a growl, one hand sliding up to tangle in your hair, tugging your head back so he could look down at you, his gaze dark with possession. "You want it, don’t you? You want me to fill you up until you’re dripping with me?”

A moan slipped from your lips as you arched against him, your body answering for you before you could form the words. "Yes," you gasped, barely able to hold onto any coherent thought with the way he was fucking you. "I want it.”

Eris grinned wickedly, a flash of sharp teeth in the low light. "Good girl." His hand slid down to your stomach, pressing down lightly as he thrust into you, imagining it already swollen with his child. "You’re going to look so fucking beautiful with my heir growing inside you. Every inch of you mine.” Your breath hitched again, his words sending a jolt of heat straight through you. You could feel how close he was, the way his thrusts were becoming rougher, more desperate, but he wasn’t finished with you yet. "Say it," he commanded, his voice rough. "Tell me you’re going to take every drop of my cum, that you’re not going to waste a single bit.” “I–I won’t," you stammered, your nails digging into his back, clinging to him as he slammed into you. "I promise I’ll take it all, Eris.” His grip tightened on your waist, pulling you impossibly closer. "Damn right, you will," he snarled, his thrusts growing faster, harder. "I’m going to pump you full, make sure you’re stuffed with my seed." His voice dropped lower, filthier. "And you’re not going to waste a single fucking drop, are you?”

“No," you whimpered, barely able to get the words out between your panting breaths. "No, I won’t waste any. I’ll take all of it.” His hips jerked forward one last time, and then he was coming, hot and thick inside you, filling you with everything he had. The growl that ripped from his throat as he spilled into you sent a shudder down your spine, your own release crashing over you in waves as he pushed you over the edge with him.

But even as you trembled beneath him, feeling his warmth pulse inside you, Eris wasn’t done. He slowly withdrew from you, only to press his fingers to your core, keeping the slick evidence of his release inside you. His golden eyes darkened with satisfaction as he watched you squirm under his touch. "We’re not done yet, love," he murmured, his voice soft.

You blinked up at him, dazed and still trembling, but his fingers moved with purpose, slipping in and out of you, making sure nothing spilled. "Can’t let any of it go to waste," he said, almost to himself, his voice deep with that edge of control that always left you breathless.

Before you could respond, you felt the cool pressure of something else pressing against your entrance—something firmer. You gasped, your mind snapping back into focus as Eris gently pushed a plug inside you, sealing his cum in place. He leaned down, his lips brushing yours in a slow, teasing kiss as he murmured, "We need to make sure it all stays right where it belongs.” The feeling of fullness made you clench around the plug, the weight of his words settling over you like a blanket. "There," Eris whispered, pulling back to look into your eyes, a dark smile tugging at his lips. "Now you won’t lose any of it. My heir will be inside you soon enough.” His words made your breath hitch, your body buzzing with the mixture of arousal and the weight of his command. You couldn’t help the small whimper that escaped your throat as you shifted, feeling the soreness from how rough he’d been, but also the fullness, the way the plug kept him inside you.

Eris chuckled, brushing a thumb over your lower lip. "You’ll get used to it," he said, his tone softening just slightly as he gathered you against him, his warmth enveloping you. "And this won’t be the last time we do this. Not until you’re carrying my heir.”

You blinked up at him, still dazed, but his words sent another shiver down your spine. His grip on you tightened just a fraction as he leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear.

“We’ll keep at it," he murmured, his voice low and possessive, "again and again, until I’ve filled you enough times to make sure it happens." He kissed your neck, slow and teasing. "And I’ll make sure nothing is wasted each time, just like tonight.”

The thought made your pulse quicken, your body responding despite the soreness that lingered. You shifted against him, and he grinned, noticing the way you couldn’t hide your reaction.

“Don't worry," he whispered, his fingers tracing patterns over your skin. "You’ll be filled with me again soon enough." He kissed you once more, slow and possessive, before pulling you tighter against him. "Until I’ve gotten what I want.”

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[obsessive-valentine]

Omg we need more Yandere!Ex-Military man. He’s soooooooooooooo😩😩😩😩😩

Yandere!Ex-Military Man x GN!Reader

A creep at work seems to have a crush on you and isn’t letting you let him down gently, so your jealous bear of a man decides to personally give him a one final warning.

Just a short blurb for character building purposes. He definitely is a heart throb, for us at least, glad you like him ❤️

It didn’t take much convincing to be dragged to his house again, you liked it here much more than your small lonely apartment. It also helped that you are deeply in-love with the man who owned it.

You lay back on his chest wearing one of his warm jumpers and watching to you had begged him to watch a musical with you. He made it clear it wasn’t his style but didn’t put up a fight about it, you both knew you had him wrapped around your fingers.

And if you said you didn’t take advantage of that you’d be lying and if he said he didn’t like it, he’d be lying too.

His hands subconsciously wandered as he held you and the rise and fall of his chest is calming, just what you needed after a long day of work. You are so relaxed that you didn’t even pay attention to the buzz of your phone, nor the second one that followed close after. But the comfortable pillow of a man behind you did.

By the 3rd message notification he mentions “someone’s trying to get ahold of you” you turn your head towards the side table and click onto the Home Screen, seeing who the messages are from. You don’t bother reading them and turn off your phone “just a co-worker, he’s a bit weird like that. I bet it has nothing to do with work” you reply a bit irritated.

The co-worker was a bit of an odd person, at first you assumed he was just trying to be friends but then it got a bit to much and borderline flirty. So you’ve been giving him the silent treatment and blunt replies so as to not lead him on, you’d even mentioned your long-term relationship a few times but he’s not gotten the message or just ignored it.

You went back to watching the tv but then another buzz made you sigh “He’s a bit eager don’t you think?” What you didn’t see was the growing irritation on your lovers face “yeah sorry, I’ll mute him” when you picked up the phone and went to your pursuers contact he watched from over your shoulder, taking note of his name.

“Tell me about his creep” it sounded like a light hearted joke but he was deadly serious, he hated that someone is making you uncomfortable at work. But he didn’t want to make you worry that you were the one causing him this growing irritation. You went on to explain -finishing by assuring him that you’ve not got a ounce of interest in him and would never come close to cheating on him.

You waited for a response watching the cogs turn in his head “I’ll stick my head in tomorrow, how’s that? Just show him you’re all mine” he pulled you back against him “That might make him lay off the creep behaviour” anger was bubbling up in him, he wanted nothing but to have a good smoke and think of all the ways he can fuck up that pesky co-worker of yours.

Instead he stayed by your side as you finished watching the movie, and tried to think rationally. That co-worker will have one chance to sort out his act, out of the kindness in his heart no matter how much he wanted to pound the guy into the ground and not in the fun way.

...

And he did come in during your lunch break.

“Where’s this guy at then?” He asked quietly after giving you a peck on the lips, you pointed across the room secretively. And before you knew it he was unapologetically pulling you across the room headed straight for the man. You tried to protest “shh just trust me love” he tried to ease your worries without taking his hungry gaze off the man.

When you both reached him your co-worker glanced up at him and then with confusion at you, before you could introduce them both your boyfriend stood in from of you and went in for a hand shake with a pleasant smile.

“Hey, it’s good to meet you. I’ve heard plenty about you” unbeknownst to you when he went in for the handshake he got a good grip on the creeps hand, not letting him pull back as he began to crush his hand uncomfortably. What you did see was the creeps face drop into an uncomfortable expression and even more so when you boyfriend leaned in and whispered something in his ear not even letting your co-worker get a word in.

“Well it was nice to meet you” he straightened up towering over the creep defensively and a faked smile. He loosened his grip and watched as he pulled his hand back rubbing away the soreness from the violent grip “yeah you too” he almost stuttered out before scurrying away.

“That seemed to do the trick he?” He turned to you with a smile -you let out a little amused laugh back “let’s have lunch together before I leave” his hand rested on your lower back guiding you out the building and to his car. “What did you say to him?” You asked curiously “Just poking fun about how much he texts you after-hours” he shrugged it off.

The creep didn’t seem flustered like it was a joke but rather scared and intimidated -but you believe your boyfriend and chalked it up to the creep being intimidated by his sheer size rather than anything he said.

[pitchsidestories]

mirrors II Jenni Hermoso x Reader

masterlist I word count: 938

a/n: hi, the inspiration came from the request here. We'd love to hear your thoughts on this one. <3

It was October. And everyone, football players and fans alike, knew what that meant.

The best of the best were about to be honoured at the Ballon d’Or Award ceremony.

Even as a sports journalist, this was a very special night and you felt honoured to be invited amongst all those big names in the audience.

There was just one face that you could have done without seeing. And of course you were seated right next to each other.

You let your gaze wander across the room, trying not be intimidated by the amount of men in suits surrounding you. Majorly to ignore her.

Someone on stage was about to hold an acceptance speech and you hoped that it would shut her up but no, of course not.

“Come on, you know we’d look cute together.“

You didn’t even have to look at her, the smirk basically vibrated in her voice. You sighed. Apparently she couldn’t behave anywhere. Every time you met, she tried to flirt with you.

Slowly you turned towards her and whispered: “Jennifer. We’re at an award ceremony.“

“Yes, and you look gorgeous in that suit. It goes well with my dress.“, she replied quietly and casually slipped her hand onto your thigh.

For a second you cursed yourself for choosing your dark green suit. The colour was too similar to Jennis floor-length gown and made it look like you intentionally matched.

You slapped her hand away and glared at the football player: “Shh, I’m trying to listen here.“

Turning back towards the stage, you tried to follow what the laureate had to say while jotting down notes for yore next article into a small notebook on your lap.

You shivered as you felt Jennis warm breath against your ear.

“As if they had anything important to say anyway.“, she complained, rolling her eyes.

You gave up on listening and instead considered Jenni. “Men love to talk. But so do you.“

She shrugged: “At least I have something useful to say.“

“You’re flirting.“, you stated, unimpressed by her attempts at maintaining a conversation.

“And?“

“And I really need to write that article.“, you replied, your voice rising with slight anger.

When she leaned over to snatch the notebook from your lap, you had to stop yourself from yelling at her. Instead you hissed at her: “Excuse me?!“

Jenni waved the book around nonchalantly and pouted: “Now you’re just making excuses to ignore me.“

“I’m not.”, you disagreed heavily while simultaneously trying to get your working utensils back.

Maybe it was time for you to abandon your scribbling on paper in exchange for only writing things down on your smartphone or laptop you thought to yourself as the forward wasn’t showing any sign to hand the notebook back to you.

“What do you want?”, you sighed tired of her childish behaviour.

“For you to finally acknowledge that we look hot together.”, she revealed with a devilish grin on her lips.

“You don’t give up easily, huh?”, you replied, your voice couldn’t hide the growing frustration you felt towards her.

“I never give up actually.”, Jenni admitted in a serious tone.

Abruptly you stood up from the chair. The intensity of her green eyes looking at you was getting too much to handle.

“I’m going to the bathroom.”, you announced.

Much to your own surprise the Spaniard decided to follow you. “Coming.”, she responded giddily.

“Fine.”, you muttered.

“Go.”, Jenni said, while brushing your back with her hand. Normally you would say this was purely an accident, but the Spanish footballer certainly did that purposeful.  

Once you reached the bathroom you let out an impressed whistle.

“This is really fancy here.”

Your gaze wandered around the interior: the mirrors were large, and everything looked like marble with golden highlights. It screamed expensive. Something you were still not used to as you grew up under rather poor circumstances.

“It’s a bathroom.”, Jenni chuckled amused.

“Still. Besides I don’t remember inviting you inside with me.”, you remarked.

“It’s a public bathroom. I’m allowed to be here.”, she reminded you smiling smugly.

“You’re lucky you’re hot. Although your big mouth.”, you begun.

“This mouth can do even more.”, the forward claimed, closing the gap between the two of you confidently while swaying her hips in a suggestive manner.

“Yes, I’ve heard about it, you’ve got quite a reputation.”, you answered cooly.

“I do?”, Jenni raised an eyebrow, pretending to be scandalized.

“Yes.”, you affirmed.

“Want to find out if it’s true what they say?”, she gave you a challenging look impatiently waiting for your response.

“I always want to know the true story behind a rumour.”, you confessed playfully, her glances almost left you breathless.

“Then don’t move.”, the forward demanded.

“I won’t.”, you assured her.

“Good.”, Jenni nodded satisfied while brushing her lips first against your cheek before wandering down to your lips until she finally kissed you.

There was an intensity and hunger to the kiss which almost knocked off your feet if you haven’t been sitting next to the luxurious water taps.

The older woman knew what she was doing, the rumours turned out to be an understatement in your opinion.

 For a second you caught the reflection of the two of you kissing in the big mirror. You both were breathtaking as a couple.

“Maybe you’re right.”, you mumbled against her mouth.

“I told you we looked good together.”, Jenni smirked triumphantly.

In this case the mirrors didn’t lie it reflected the desire you both had for each other. While the men held their speeches and felt very important you had found something much more meaningful.

[ashascoven]

❃☆ showering w/ the pyromaniac rat man ☆❃ pt. 2

☆ the demons im fighting to post this... the embarrassment is REAL!!

☆ anyways, hi! this is the part 2 to my junkrat x reader fanfic, except.. this one's.. smutty / NSFW

☆ here is the first part of the fanfic, it's also just on my profile, but you can very much enjoy this without needing pt. 1 !!!

☆ FANFIC DEETS! junkratxreader ☆

THIS IS SMUT / NSFW, meaning it is 18+

reader is a female who's known for working with plants, plant themed nicknames and female genitals are used here

praise, stuttering, edging, mostly dom jamie + fluff?? its intense out here yall..

want a playlist to shuffle to while reading? here's the one i made to write this to <3, i promise it's a hot listen!!

☆ FOR READERS WHO ARE JUST HERE FOR THE SMUT but would like to know about pt 1. without reading it!

part 1 was essentially about the reader and junkrat being sent on a duo mission together. they're temporarily staying in a semi-abandoned hut that resides in a struggling town targeted by Talon, a well-feared terrorist group. anyway, junkrat's annoying and stinky to sleep with, but he likes being cuddled! so, he agreed to only shower (with the reader) if they cuddled under the water of a decently sized shower-room. the reader ends up bathing him, and junkrat opens up about himself, thanking the reader for not treating him differently. this leads to "cuddles"..

“Oh screw you, mate!”

“You probably would.”

“Ya know what? Maybe I woul-” He stopped himself from immediately snapping back, covering his mouth like his life depended on it. His eyes were wide, and yours were closed shut from your own laughter.

“Pfft!! You know what? Fine! Yeah, sure!!” You yawn-giggled, putting your soap and loofah to the side and leaning your back against his chest with a closed eyed smile.

“Uh-huh?? W-what're ya’.. d-doin’, mate??”

“Didn’t you say you wanted.. uh, bath cuddles? Surely you wouldn't mind holding me instead right nooww..” You yawned.

“O-Ohoh! Phew!! Seems like it’s my turn n’ cuddlin’ a fine lookin’ celebrity!” He giggled, not minding a single bit in being able to lowkey return the favor of you cuddling him earlier and cleaning him now.

He happily wrapped his lanky arms around your waist again, his hands landing a little further than intended and was resting on a certain area of yours, but it wasn't on purpose.

This woke you up, and with a little slight gasp at the touch, “I-I.. Jamie..-”

"Oh! W-wait! I-.. Sorry! It.. w-wasn't intended, my brain’s just lost from our talkin’, I swear, mate-!”

“I wasn't complaining..” You admitted painfully.

As if the shower steam wasn't strong enough, a guilty blush overheated your face.

“I-I.. Oh… O-oh..??!?”

“I w-wouldn't mind it if… ya know..” You slowly put your hand above his. You don't know what came over, but you couldn't find it in yourself to ask directly.

“..n-not that i-i’d force it or a-anything! I mean, we a-are still on a mission on after all and we aren't.. even.. together like that!? My mind wandered t-too far anywa-”

“o-ooh~.. J-Jamie..?” You gasped in surprise, not expecting him to actually go through with it.

“lettin’ ya know i’m.. probably not the best a’it..” He hovered over you from behind, mumbling into your ear. His fingers started rubbing between your legs.

“haah.. I-It’s okay, but y-you really.. oh god~..! y-you don't have t-to- mmh..” You fumbled on your words, your back leaning deeper against him. 

“shh,” he hushed you, his robotic hand covering your mouth gently as his normal one kept rubbing you, “I’ve got ya’ now.”

“m-mmh.. hnnmhh~..” You moaned into the sealed metal, feeling your hips slowly grind against his fingers. Your hands were now gripping on both of his arms, but you didn't want out.

“just- let me help ya out.. least I could do for a pretty princess..” His voice was a bit more serious, but it made your heart race. You really didn't expect to see this bolder side of him so soon.

He moved the hand from your mouth to one side of your chest, giving it tender squeezes and pinches that earned loud moans out of you.

“a-aah! Jamie~!” You screamed out, throwing your head back in pleasure.

“i’m listenin’, my angel”

It was as if he knew all of the right ways to tend to your buds, ways you could've sworn only you grew to know. The running water also helped touch all of your body, making your senses go wild.

“whew doll.. ya’ sound like sugar n’ sweets to my ears, surely you.. taste the same?” He breathed out, starting to bite down at your exposed neck. 

He switched hands, his metallic one now tending to your garden below as his normal fingers played with your other breast. The temperature difference in metal to skin made shivers of excitement run through you upon much contact.

To say he was good at multitasking would be an understatement; he was amazing at it.

“agh! nngh..” was all you managed to get out before continuing your cries of pleasure and repeating his name. All of the sensational spells he had you under only made you so drunk for more.

“i knoow, me’ sunflower..~ le’it all out for me..” 

“you’ree soo pretty soundin’.. i could take your beauty in like this aaalll daayy..” He could feel his ears get warm from his own words, grateful to be able to practically worship such a beauty in this moment.

“aaaah~.. p-pleeaaasee..!”

“you're doin’ so good for me,” he praised, his fingers getting quicker, “this feels nice, don't it?”

He rubbed those two magical fingers in all the right circles that had your toes curling for more.

You never wanted him to stop.

“y-yeeaah~.. I-I’m.. alreeaady c-cloose..!” You whined, your hands finding a place to grip on his thighs. You felt your back arch as you neared your release.

His hand below your waist moved even quicker. The other hand that was squeezing your breast moved downward to help your heated area, slightly spreading your folds open with two fingers as he tended to your pearl.

Then, he suddenly slowed down, just enough for you to not reach the top of the hill yet. Earning a whiny moan out of you, the knot in your stomach subsided from the painful change of pace.

“mmmh.. w-why'd youu haaave to stopp..?”

“not yet.. ‘m not done with ya’ just yet, doll..” He breathed out, moving both of his hands to hold at your love handles. You felt himself press against your back as he buried his stubble-haired chin into your neck. He felt.. excited.

“mmghhhh… waarrmm..” He snuggled against you once again, using this moment to take you in a more cozier way. His hands moved up to your chest again, slowly kneading into your softness.

It was honestly kind of like a warning, knowing this man who’s enjoying himself just from hugging you is probably about to absolutely ruin you. 

His height? His touchiness? The way he sweet-talked you? All of those things said it all, and you were so into it.

You shuffled around to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. His hands made their way to your ass.

He still managed to enjoy cuddling your neck as you moved, letting out a moan at the way one of your hands reached into his now semi-wet hair.

“crikey, I don't think ya’ even.. know what you're doing to me, lady..” He groaned into your neck, before starting to leave a trail of marked kisses going upwards to your chin.

“aah..ahah, I can definitely feel it.” You moaned into a chuckle, trying to kiss his nose as he kissed your face. 

His grip on you tightened as the kisses you two shared grew more passionate. 

His lips, slightly unchapped from the water, pressed against yours. Both of you leaned into one another with closed eyes, dancing around each other's tongues and enjoying the tango under the shower’s rain.

You loved the way his mouth felt, how it felt like a new cavern to explore while preparing for the real ride he had waiting for you. The way his gold teeth felt slightly different from the rest that your tongue grazed over made you soak into how real all of this was. 

As badly as you wanted him to take you at your core, you enjoyed kissing him up here too. You could get used to this. <3

One of his hands made its way up to your hair, it now being his turn to run his fingers through it. The way he massaged at your scalp as he took his time searching you with his lips made you moan into the kiss.

“mm, you're soo.. pretty..” He muttered, pulling away for a couple seconds before going back to attack your lips. This made you smile against his face, unconsciously pressing yourself closer to his body. 

He'd do this a couple more times, murmuring about your beauty in-between catching his breath.

He didn't need open eyes to know that the person he was about to ravish was beautiful. 

He could feel your body against his, the way yours still managed to be softer and hotter despite being under the same water as him, and this drove him wild.

His lips moved back to your neck, his kisses going lower and lower. 

He made sure to kiss any mark and crease his mouth could find before eventually having you against a wall with his arms wrapped around your legs. 

He was basically laying on his stomach, your hands struggling to hold yourself up as he held at your lower body, fully ready to eat you up like ice cream on a hot summer day.

“so.. gorgeous…” He marveled at your display for him, making you silently look to the side in your own embarrassment.

As soon as he started kissing at your core, you felt your nails nearly scratch into the tiles you were sitting on, the fluttery feeling from before making way to your stomach once again.

“aaahh~.. James..” You gasped, your eyes squinting in pleasure.

He kissed all around, making sure to let his mouth tease at your petals. 

His tongue traveled inwards when you were quieter, and outwards when you whined for him. He purposely ran it over your bud, swirling around your clit the way his fingers did before, only to slow down when you got louder.

It was a cycle of teasing you and figuring out what made you squeal, just so he could eat you out for as long as he wanted. <3

“J-Jamie..! ohh, g-god..! please~! it f-feels so~oo.. so g-good..” You panted and stuttered a storm for this man, your brain melting to mush at the way he handled you. 

You had no chance at being wet on your own; his tongue soaked in all of your juices for him to swallow, quickly replacing it with the wetness of his own mouth. 

His hands gripped harder at your thighs. He couldn't get enough of the way you smelled and tasted. 

You smelled so.. natural, and tasted so-so-so delicious. His bomb-driven brain couldn't process it any better than going faster with his tongue.

“..nngh~! J-Jami-.. Jami~soonn..! s-so c-close~!”

Your hips rode at his face and his grasp on your legs, one arm shaking at holding yourself up while the other pulled at his cloudy hair.

He groaned at the hair pulling, slithering one of his arms from holding your legs down to help tend to your core.

Two of his fingers made it inside, making your freed leg rise and spread further from all of the pleasure. The hand you had in his hair was now covering your own mouth, desperately biting at your knuckle from being so overwhelmed in the steamy tension.

You didn't know what to do with yourself, your hand immediately making it back into Jamison’s hair as you kept crying his name.

“h-huff.. Jaa~mie..!”

You breathing his name out the way you did made him pump his fingers more quicker, the sound of you being so wet for him making his lower stomach ache more for you.

His fingers curled into you as his tongue focused on circling your clit, occasionally dipping into its hood and making your whole lower body twitch in rhythm with his movements.

It was too much now, and you were gonna burst.

“a-aah! I-I'm..~ I'm g-gonna..! hnnghh~..! nngh-!”

With the last flicks of his tongue on you, you came, your release making you roll your eyes back in pure ecstasy. 

Catching your breath, you struggled to focus on Jamison, looking at the top of his hair rise with a daze in your eyes. 

He pulled away proudly, admiring his work as you slowly oozed all over his fingers. 

The sudden air replacing his tongue and caressing your bare sweetness made your liquids come out with more sudden pressure, truly a sight for him to behold.

He took you in fully with his half-lidded eyes.. the way you closed your eyes and panted because of him, the way your hips buckled in pleasure because of him, the way you were turned on and sent to heaven because of him.. he felt honored.

He reached down to taste you one more time, just to drink at what you had just served him. With some of it dripping from the tip of his nose, he raised himself up with a smile.

“..t-that was the bomb, wasn't it-?”

Now, what he didn't expect was for you to immediately tackle him down afterwards, your lips once again pressed into his.

He grunted in surprise, but happily kissed you back and ran his hands all over your waist.

You pulled away from him with your hands holding his face, staring into his love-drunk eyes with your own of the currently same type. 

Your noses were touching, lips nearly doing the same, and the tension that was once released found its way back again.

You couldn't bring yourself to say anything yet, so you spoke through attacking his neck with your own mouth, giving him a taste of his own gunpowder.

The way he looked under the dimmed light and running water made you want to just litter his body in kisses, and god he loved it.

“o-ohh..! d-doll.. mmgh..”

It was his turn to seep into a melty mess, nearly drooling at the way you pecked kisses onto his Adam's apple.

Both of your hands were now on his shoulders as you made your way all over his chest, moving down to his sides. 

You left hickies all over his body, the ones you left near his v-line making him squirm the most in his spot.

Your legs held him down, your warmer spot dangerously close to his, but you made sure to make the most of this position, continuing your kissing while grinding against the waist area right above his cock. 

Being able to feel the prickly hairs down there rub against you only fueled the fire between you two more.

He groaned under you, throwing his head back with a ‘oh, you've really done it..~’

You looked up at him as you made your way down to his legs, your fingers already teasing the tip of his dick.

He squinted at you with a blush all over his face, all over his body even, shamefully covering his mouth with his metal hand for the time being.

“o-oh? I see now,” you chuckled, “someone wants my help, y-yeah?”

Guiltily, he nodded his head, groaning into his arm as you tended to him. 

Your body was still recovering from before, so you saved your shaky voice, reaching for his free hand, guiding it to his own shaft and starting to make him rub himself.

Your hand was resting over his as you slowly brought it up and down, occasionally kissing him or his waist.

He didn't think you could've turned him on anymore than he already was, but he was so wrong. 

He felt like he was flying, your desirable pecks on his body making him whine even more into his arm in bliss. The way your mouth and hands felt so perfect on his body made his longing to be inside of you much more stronger than he thought was ever possible.

You started to kiss all over his tip, your tongue slowly making way to the skin right below it. Your teasing tongue made his busy hand move to your head once again, your own hand now working on its own.

Up and down, up and down, you rubbed him, making sure to look up at him every time your mouth made it onto the top of his hard member, each kiss making a ‘pop’ that caused him to twitch in even more pleasure.

“g-gosh, woman.. y-you’re reeaall- mmh.. good a’this..”

“..mmhhmm..?”

“y-you're so done when i get to ya’- oouh~..”

“mmmmhh..” you responded, moaning as you took most of his length into your mouth. 

His legs were already weak at how warm your throat felt around him. The grasp he had on your scalp tightened as you moved with your mouth, making sure to really suck at his cock and cover it in your spit.

“augh..~” he threw his head back as he unconsciously started to push at your head every time you went down, “j-just like that.. o-oh yeah..~”

His sides shuddered every time your teeth slightly grazed over his foreskin, making him slowly thrust himself into your mouth. Your hands held at his legs as you enjoyed the taste of him. 

His slightly salted taste made your insides throb impatiently to feel him. His largeness made you daringly excited, so you kept swishing your tongue all over, desperate to keep the taste of his liquids in your mouth. 

“m-mmgh.. o-ohoh.. this f-feels.. amazing~..” 

“i w-wanna be inside o-of you.. soo~oo baad, princess..~”

“dooll~ please..”

You took it on yourself to climb back onto him, quickly positioning him into your entrance and slowly letting yourself down on it.

“mgghh.. p-princess~..” He groaned, his hands quickly finding their way to your sides.

“aah.. ohh J-Jamie..!” You followed, your hands on his shoulders as you started to let yourself adjust his length. 

God, he was so big, and so tough; he felt like caramel inside of you, hardened like caramel candy and wet like syrup all at the same time.

Those butterflies in your chest wasted no time expanding down to your core, eventually reaching all over your body. You felt like jittery honey, your tight sweetness wrapping around him in eager neediness.

You needed him, you needed him real bad.

Your hips were tired, but the pleasure made it worth pushing through. You had to lean on him, your chest of perked out buds rubbing against his as you slowly started to move.

He felt something surge through his bones, making his hold on your sides turn into him pounding your softness onto his cock in desperation.

“h-hngh-! a-aah.. b-big..! ha-aah..”

His excitement didn't give you much time to adjust, earning all sorts of whines and squeaks out of you, but you couldn't complain. 

His magic tongue from earlier had prepared you more than enough for what was to come.

His length reached all the right spots in your warmth, you already felt so full of it, so full of him..

“hnngh.. you're so.. r-ready for me, aren't ya’?”

“y-yeahh~.. b-been so- aah~! s-so.. ready..!” You huffed out, your face burning endless heat waves.

“yeah you aare.. mmh, so w-warm.. y-you're so..~ hot..” He groaned into your ear, his breath making you shiver in enjoyment. 

His praise and gruff voice vibrated through your whole body as he panted between sentences, eagerly thrusting into you. 

You were so addicting to him, being inside of you was like opening his senses to a new world of paradise.

He felt himself lose his bearings, thinking of nothing but getting to release all over that pretty body of yours.. getting to admire his work on an ethereal body of art known as you. Whatever he was groaning out about loving your body was unconscious yet so filled with his thoughts.

“need t-to.. take you i-in moore~..” You felt your body try to encapsulate his length deeper into you, but this upright position wasn't enough, and he sensed that too.

Wasting no time in grabbing at your legs, he pushed you onto the tiled floor, now hovering over your laying body with his cock still buried deep into you. He continued his thrusts, his nails nearly digging into the back of your thighs.

“a-aah~! it feels.. h-huff, s-so good-.. p-please~! don't e-ever stop.. nngh..! b-begging-!”

The excitement to get to lick and kiss you all over when he was finished only made him move more quicker, more vigorously. 

All he could think about was you, how you looked in every intimate moment you two had just spent together.. how you were going to look, absolutely soaking in his hard work, all wet and heated because of him.

He couldn't even think of anyone, or anything else, just you.

He raised your legs over his shoulders, his face warming up more at the way your stomach pudged together as he kept moving inside of you. He couldn’t stop internally gushing about how real and natural you were about everything, how any type of acne or hair you had made you all the more alluring to him.

“J-jamie~..! y-you’re.. amazing~! aah, g-god..!”

His mind got lost into how pretty you sounded.. how you called his name, praising him and pleading for him.. He was so lost into you, fucking you ruthlessly just to keep taking you in, just to keep inhaling you like some sort of addiction. He was so damn addicted, who even knew when he planned on ever stopping?

Slowly, he started putting one of your legs back to its previous position, trying to get an even deeper angle at reaching your insides. One arm was wrapped around the leg on his shoulder for support, the other making its way downwards. 

“you take me.. s-soo~o well~.. augh~..”

“d-damn right i do..~ a-aagh, r-right there..~!”

Your hands squeezed at your own chest, neck, and ran through your own hair, sometimes reaching to touch at his waist. You didn’t know where you wanted to grab, too dazed into the moment to care.

He couldn’t help his hands from really touching you again, his thumb finger rubbing your clit, knowing that it’d make you feel even more great. 

Your pleasure was his pleasure, the way you looked and felt made him feel like the luckiest man on Earth just for breathing the same air as you.. He had the honor of making a queen feel good, burying himself further and further into your guts.

“i-i’m.. so f-fuckin’ close~! k-keep going..! y-yeah~.. i’m s-so- aah~! p-please-.. so c-clo~ose..!”

You were so fucked stupid, all you could get out were pleas of never wanting this to end. 

Any thoughts about being tired or annoyed by this man were long gone; only wanting the feeling of his thrusts, kisses, and rubbing to never end. 

“J-jamie~! Jamie-! I..- I’m~!”

“let it aaall outt~.. i’m a-almost there too, l-love~..” He huffed, making sure that he moved fast enough to get you both over the edge.

“aaahh~!.. J-jamie.. mmhh~..”

“mmgh..~”

The feeling of that blissful knot below your stomach releasing itself was holy on its own, the sensations from all over your body coming together to relieve you with such a well earned orgasm. 

He followed right after, pumping himself deep inside of you with a relieved sigh. Both of his hands were now pinning yours against the floor, your legs curled up on their own.

He made sure to really take in this moment, slowly pulling himself out with one hand and watching as you were dripping in his liquid. 

The way he pulled out of you felt so warm and icy at the same time, the air of the room hitting your bare, sensitive areas once again. With the now-cold running water, the heat masking both of your bodies drifted down the drains.

He marveled at your body, admiring in awe at how you were truly such a masterpiece. No bomb or heist could’ve made him as satisfied or joyful as he was with what you two had just accomplished.

It felt like all of the hairs on your body raised from all of the build up, only to calm back down with ease. Your muscles were definitely sore, but you were too starstruck at the handsome man above you for it to even be painful. 

The only thing you were consciously doing right now was looking into his eyes, panting, and feeling yourself flow out onto the tiles just to be washed away by the water. 

The temperature switch stung your weak bud, making you twitch ever so slightly, but it wasn’t unpleasant. You felt so relieved, and any tension or frustration in your body was now gone.

He took in the way that your chest rose and fell after what you two had just done, falling to your side and kissing graciously at your face.

You let yourself melt into his lips again, kissing him back here and there.

Suddenly, you felt a sneaky hand holding a loofa make its way to your back.

“..are you trying to clean me up right now?”

“I.. was the one who.. made the mess all over ya’..”

“It’s fine.. We should just dry ourselves off and head to bed-”

“B-but I need to wash you off, mate!”

“You’re one to talk about someone else needing to be washed..”

“W-well! You’re one to talk considerin’ how I had ya’ laid out 2 minutes ago!”

“..Your point? If you wanna do me again, just say that, ‘mate’ <3 ”

“(；⌣̀_⌣́)”

☆ once again, if anyone actually makes it this far, tysm for reading! feedback is always 100% welcomed and appreciated

☆ i may continue this fic more if people end up liking it, but i also have other fanfics in the making along with a soon-to-be request page!!! >:D

☆ i dunno how i got this finished honestly.. i mean i finished multiple times but still.

☆ literally feeling like that "passed out 8 times but your cinnamon rolls are done sir!" except the rolls are just this fanfic.. fighting DEMONS i tell you, DEMONS!!!

☆ this is my first time writing an australian accent, so if there's any mistakes anywhere pls lmk!! hit my line yall, i dont bite >:D

☆ thank you, eat + stay hydrated, and enjoy your night/day!

[icarusredwings]

"Shh... shh It's alright.."

Logan's eyes flutter open, hearing the raspy voice. Like he's been crying. Sitting up, he watches as his husband was once again in the corner of their bedroom, rocking and patting his babydoll, sitting next to her wooden crib that Shop Class had made for him, Fordge's great niece Cherri to be exact. Sweet kid. Wade ruffled up her ears every morning, despite her groans to stop, she would giggle and become upset if he didn't.

God those kids loved him.. but it seemed recently this specifc kid, Their plastic kid at that- had his attention most evening's.

"Wade..?" He whispers, but he's ignored. This isn't uncommon. Usually, during these episodes, it was best to let him go. To let him rock the baby until she 'stopped crying' or until HE stopped crying.

"Yeah, I know sometimes things might not always make sense to you right now. But hey, what daddy always tell you? Straighten up, little soldier. Stiffen up that upper lip. What’chu crying about? You got me.. daddy won't let no one hurt'cha... Promise" He whispers, giving their daughter a small kiss on the scalp, holding her so gently and yet so firm, afraid of hurting her by squeezing and or dropping her.

The way he sat cross legged and stared at their daughter, Logan could almost see his cogs turning.

Was that so hard for his own father to do? To protect him? Not hurt him? Love him?

"Shhh... shhh..Now, hush little baby don’t you cry everythings gonna be alright. Stiffen that upper lip up little lady I told ya, Daddy’s here to hold ya through the night."

Was that... Eminem??...

Of course Wade of all people would since Eminem to his infant...

He whispers, rocking back and forth with closed eyes, holding her tightly, patting her as he went on.

"I know mommy’s not here right now, and we don’t know why. We feel how we feel inside. I might seem a little crazy, pretty baby, but I promise mama's gon' be alright."

Look- Logan was old. But he wasn't that old. Wade had changed the lyrics. Just slightly enough to still match beat, but it meant so much, telling the baby doll that her 'feelings' mattered even if irrational, telling her that he was insane, and promising her everything was going to be alright.

You may not think so, but this was progress. Moments like these were looked down upon, and while people might not realize it, this sort of play IS a form of regression and was just as good as a coping mechanism as him playing with horses was, the only difference was he was playing with dolls. By comforting Evelyn, he was sootheing himself. It was much easier to tell someone else it was okay rather then yourself.

He was tricking his brain. Subconsciously forcing himself to believe things would be fine. The only part that he wasn't sure of was 'Evelyn's' need for a mommy. Was this Wade missing his own mother.. or was this missing Vanessa and what they could have had? V was still around. They saw her once a week at the very least. Still went on dates, Still hung out afterward (if you get my drift) The only thing really different was that the 'baby machine' was no longer in business. Having shut down a while ago. She had (at least- if Logan understood correctly) Had a partial hysterectomy so her painful periods would stop.

"And daddy’s gonna buy you a mocking bird. Imma give you the world, I’ma buy a diamond ring for you. Imma sing for you, I’ll do anything for you to see you smile." He sang quietly, giving her sweet hugs, soft kisses, and the patting became lighter, more off beat and calm.

It wasn't that Wade would be a "Bad" father but he could barley take care of himself. Anyone who knew him- actually knew him- knows Wade wouldn't ever be able to hurt a baby. Not on purpose anyway, but with how his mind was, it wasn't a good idea. Kids? Sure. A baby? No.. And it's not like Ness didn't talk to him about it beforehand, letting him know that she was keeping her eggs but they would never be able to have a baby unless someone agreed to be a surrogate. He wasn't mad. No, not at all. He understood perfectly.... a bit too perfectly.

Logan, being the person who he is though, could smell him crying in the shower later that day. He couldn't imagine being in those shoes.. to be told the person you were planning on having little kits with- Er I mean kids with- wouldn't be able to carry them anymore.

"And if that mockingbird don’t sing and the ring don’t shine, Imma break that birdies neck! I’ll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya and make him eat every karat, dont fuck with dad.. hah....you like that? Yeah?... Daddy's little psycho.." He smiles, seeming to have finally 'calmed' Evelyn enough for her to stop 'crying'.

Deep down, Evelyn scared him. Wade behaved as if she truly was telling him things at times. At first, he thought it was just his own voices playing tricks on him. And then he thought it was lingering elements of a bad dream, a random little girls voice running through a nightmare.

Wade went into detail about each dream, talking about it for days afterward, describing how his darling girl was reaching out for him, calling for her daddy with open arms. From the sounds of it, she wasn't an infant, though. Fluxuating ages but the ones where she begs him not to leave well... leaves him like this. In shambles, crying on the floor at 2 in the morning.

"You comin' to bed, papa bear?" He teases.

Glancing up, Wade sighs, the kind of relief in which he could finally lay Eve back in her cradle, giving it a good push before coming to crawl under the sheets. "Comin' mama bear."

[reallychaoticwoo]

Can we get an ATEEZ reaction to an atiny accidentally being in the same hotel room as member. And they walk in on her squirting from her fingers?

⛓️ Ooo! This sounds super fun 🫠 I'm not gonna lie it took me a while to figure out how to do them being in the same room since i couldnt wrap my brain around how that'd even happen lmfao but yeah. Also, this will be two parts as these ended up being a bit longer! Anyways, i hope you enjoy! Thank you for your support!⛓️

✨️ Hotel Happenings Part 1 ✨️

Part 2

❤️Pairing: Ateez x reader

⚠️Warnings: MDNI!! Cussing, suggestive, smutty, demon line Hwa, teasing dom Joong, nervous to dom Yu and Yeo

‼️This is purely for entertainment purposes and does not represent the idols in any way‼️

🖤Hope you enjoy!🖤

YOU: After the concert you'd made your way to your hotel room. Replaying the events of the night and how good Ateez on stage. You laid down in bed imagining all the way those silks from Wake Up could be used, or how good it'd feel to have them shh you like they do the floor. It wasn't very long before your fingers made their way south and brought you closer and closer to your climax.

HONGJOONG:

After a long day on stage he was glad to get to his room to relax. As he opened the door his eyes widened and his mouth gaped. You whipped your head quickly towards him, embarrassment rising up to your face. "I.. uh... sorry. How'd you get in here?" His shock quickly turned to a too composed smirk. "Well it is my room so I think I should be asking you that. Though what I'd really like to ask is which one of us where you thinking about?" He'd noted the lightiny with his own aniteez on it and his picket sitting on the desk in the corner of the room. He stalked his way closer to you waiting for your response. "I.. uh.." You trailed off feeling too embarrassed, too vulnerable to finish. "Was it me? Is that why you can't say it? Too bad. If it was me I'd have helped you live out whatever fantasy you were thinking of." He tsked, before turning to leave you to yourself. In a self induced panic you quickly blurted out, "It was you! I was thinking of you!" His smirk returned as he made his way to you and replaced your hand that had been resting on your thigh with his own. He leaned into you, so close you could pucker your lips and you'd be kissing, and whispered, "Good girl. Now lay back and tell me what you were thinking about while I take care of tour pretty little pussy."

SEONGHWA:

He was ready to relax, maybe go live and build legos with atiny, he just was ready to be in his room and off the stage. He'd opened the door but hadn't even noticed you until the door shut behind him and he finally looked up. There you were scrambling to cover your lower half with the soaked sheets. Your cheeks flushed and your chest heaving. "I didn't realize I'd have such a glorious surprise waiting for me in my room. Who let you in, beautiful?" He cocked his head to the side, a soft smile on his face as he awaited your answer. "Uh, no one let me in. I have a key it's my room. I'd ask you the same but I'm not complaining that you're here so by all means make yourself comfortable. I'll ask room service for new sheets." He chuckled at tour forwardness, but nodded to himself. "No need for new sheets yet cutie. Let me see that pretty little outfit again. I'm assuming from the corset I saw before you covered up, you either like me or mingi." You blushed and nodded. "Mingi's not bad, but he doesn't compare to you. Your stage presence is unmatched and that inner demon you release may have brought me to my own release." He eyed you up and down taking in every inch. "Stage isn't the only place the demon can come out. Now why don't you lay back and let me earn another release in person."

YUNHO:

Walking into his room, ready to game the rest of his night away he came to a halt as the door shut behind him. His cheeks reddened and he immediately looked to the floor. "I'm so sorry I didn't realize someone would be in my room. The staff must've mixed up the key cards." You tried hiding the soaked sheets and pushed your skirt down before hopping off the bed. "Its okay, and I'm covered now. You don't have to stare at the floor. Sorry you saw that.." He only blushed harder before he willed himself to speak again. "I.. I mean I didn't mind. Not gonna lie it was really hot. But I don't want to make you uncomfortable, that wasn't for me to see." You giggled at the flustered giant of a man and walked closer to him stopping about two feet away. You rocked back and forth on your feet smiling softly. "Would you feel better if I told you that in a way it was. Well, it was because of you at least. You looked great tonight and I uh thought I'd be alone so I got a little carried away." You were the one blushing now. "Oh.. OH. Really?? Well in that case, why don't you tell me all about your night and we can see were things take us?" You smiled and nodded but quickly added "Not to be too demanding or anything but couldn't I just tell you while I sit myself on your lap? I'm dying to see if the rumors are true." He smirked before going sitting on the office chair and pulling you onto his lap. He leaned forward his breath brushing your ear and said, "Oh they are, and you'll get to see for yourself if you can be good while you tell me about your night."

YEOSANG:

He just wanted to eat and sleep. That's all that he was thinking about as he made his way into his room and shut the door. He was heading towards the bathroom when your moan finally alerted him that someone was on his room. He turned his head in time to catch your glistening release soak the bed he was supposed to be sleeping in tonight. His cheeks immediately turned a deep shade of pink. Unable to avert his eyes, he just froze in his spot staring at you. "Uh, Yeosang.. you don't have to keep staring. You could uh, you could maybe join me If you'd like?" Your words where breathy and you hoped he wouldn't immediately run at your forwardness. His eyes just widened and he slowly made his way closer to the bed where you still laid. "Do you, uh, think you can do that again?" He asked, his hands busy undoing his belt. "For you? I'm sure I could do it again just looking at you." He chuckled and slid his pants down along with his boxers. Pulling his shirt off next he said, "As much as I'd love to see that, and to tease the hell out of you, I really want to feel you wrapped around me." You gulped in anticipation. "Please, don't hold back. I promise I won't break, just might make a mess." You blushed as you pulled him down onto you, eager to feel his skin on yours. "I wasn't planning on it, tiny. Do me a favor though, don't hold back on your moans. I wanna hear that pretty voice of yours slowly dissappear tonight." He punctuated his words by entering you with one swift thrust that had you moaning loudly. "Good girl."

[starscabaret]

Hear me out…

Jaden getting addicted to reader’s smile as she becomes his own addiction

Smile Struck Introduction

pairing: yandere! Hood Drug Dealer Jaden 💸 x Fem Reader

summary : meeting of course, its a little long but enjoy n give feedback! I love Jaden omg

warnings: drugs will be involved in most of his stories… he’s a drug dealer duh! and cursing

Authors note : check out my oc profiles to learn more about jaden

Jaden liked to drive to clear his head. Of course, he could relax at home. But something about driving with no purpose other than to think and listen to music calmed him. There was no destination, that would ruin the relaxation. He just drove until he felt calm. He could think straight. Breathe easy. 

And he loved his car. He cared for it like it was his first and only child. He never let his car get dirty. Never missed an oil change. Hell, he never even let the gas go below a quarter of a tank. His car was just one of the things he was proud of. His career choice although illegal, he was proud of.

He always made sure his family was straight. He played it safe, he had little to no enemies, and his criminal record was clean. He also had respect. In his hood, people knew and respected him. He didn’t sell to kids, he didn’t go around starting fights, and he didn’t bring the cops snooping around in the area. 

It was a Monday night, people weren’t exactly blowing up his phone trying to get served, so he had time for his relaxing drive. As his drive neared its end he stopped at a nearby gas station. His car would attract attention of course, but nothing most folks weren’t used to. This was the inner city, with plenty of tricked-out cars. 

He wanted a pack of gum and a bottle of water. Also to fill his beloved car with premium gas. He loved to chew gum. Later you’d notice when you kissed him you could taste it. 

He hopped back on the highway to head home. He felt great. Things were good for him. Business was good. Life was good. His mom didn’t have to worry about much. That’s what mattered most to him. 

A smile on his face as he drove, was soon removed. He felt the powerful jolt of another car hitting his rear. He was a player but not too player for a seatbelt luckily. He was unharmed …. But his most prized possession was not. His jaw clenched as he unbuckled his seatbelt to get out of his car and assess the damage. Oh, and curse the other driver the fuck out! 

They were 100 percent at fault. They rear-ended him. He would never drive so recklessly not in his baby! When he stepped out of his car he was bombarded by you.

“OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OK??? IM SO FUCKING SORRY PLEASE DO NOT CALL THE POLICE!!!”, you screamed frantically with tears streaming down your face. In your disheveled state, you grabbed him, hands all over his chest checking for injuries. 

Wow, you were breathtaking even in tears and in shock. He had expected some ugly ass old man had hit his car. Not you, the most gorgeous woman he had seen in a while. He had to get on your good side. So instead of cursing you out as previously planned he grabbed your hands and held them to his chest, “I’m fine, are you ok? no cops sweetness I promise.”

“Oh hello, my goodness, yes I’m ok, but I’m sure my car isn’t, and I don’t even want to think about what I’ve done to yours.” You replied hands still in his against his chest.

“Don’t worry we’ll get it fixed, from the looks of it mine is still drivable… but yours … you should probably call your man to pick you up.” He was fishing, he hoped and prayed you didn’t have a man. And even if you did, no one he couldn’t get rid of.

“Uh no actually I don’t have a boyfriend, I’ll call my dad, he’s going to kill me …fuck.” With that realization, you began to sob. Cute, you were a little crybaby. 

“Shh shhh, I can drive you, and I can get it towed I know a guy it’s free.” He cooed; he already didn’t like to see you cry. Especially if he could fix it. He had tons of connections, none with a tow truck though, no worries he’d pay. 

“No that’s too much, I fucked your car up, and now you’re helping me, you should be getting my information and taking my dumb ass to court.” You replied. 

“Oh yeah that, let’s exchange information, I just need your name and number my insurance company can sort the rest out.” That was a lie, he didn’t plan on filing a claim, and he had enough cash on him to cover the repairs. But he did need your name and number. 

“Of course, it’s f/n l/n, 000-000-0000” you spoke while he inserted it in his phone and texted the tow company. 

“Got it, my guy is on the way with the tow truck, oh and I know a nice repair shop it’ll be the cheapest I told him to take it there. I’m sure I can get you a low price.” Now that was the truth, his uncle had one of the best repair shops in the city. The price would be free because he would pay and not tell you. 

“My gosh I can’t thank you enough sir, you are so nice, especially considering the circumstances” You couldn’t believe the kindness and mercy of this handsome … very handsome stranger after you hit his very expensive car. 

“No problem, it’s what I do. You can call me Jaden, not sir, sweetness. Hop in, I’ll take you wherever you need.” He replied with a smirk. 

And that’s when he saw it…. Your smile. Your smile was so big, bright, and beautiful. He swore he almost fell over. Your smile was natural he could tell you never had braces but cared for your teeth. They weren’t fake like the veneers lots of girls would get these days, they were natural in color. He swore he could count all 32 of them. 

You were gorgeous before. but something about that smile. It did things to him, his mind, his body. He knew he would do literally anything to keep that smile on your face. Whatever it took, whatever he could do. And if it was something he couldn’t, he’d become a better man for you so he could. 

He had to see you again. He had to make you want him like he wanted … no needed you. Even though you had nearly demolished the back side of his first love, and when he thought about the damage, he damn near threw up. You had given him the opportunity to insert himself into your life, so maybe it wasn’t so bad after all. 

So, as he drove to your apartment, you two talked, starting to get to know each other. You both liked what you saw and what you heard. He realized you were new to the city, no close friends, or relatives. No way to get to and from work while your car was being repaired. So, he offered. Of course, at first, you declined it was too much. You barely knew each other, he had already done so much, what about his job? He reassured you and told you he owned his own business it was fine, what else would you do? So, you agreed. He was elated, now he could see his sweetness every day. At least for a little. But no, it wouldn’t end there, he was smooth. He’d ask you out before your car was fixed. Fuck that he’d ask you as soon as possible. He didn’t mean to rush things. He just knew you were perfect for him. 

The first day he came to pick you up, you texted him to honk and just text he was outside. But he was a gentleman at least for you. He came to your door and knocked. You were shocked but smitten by the gesture. Even more so when he had breakfast ready for you in his car, opened all the doors for you, buckled you in, and asked what you wanted to listen to. That same evening, he asked you on a date at the end of the week. To which you agreed. You were excited, he was kind, and so many other things. Your rides to and from work were filled with laughs and smiles from both of you. 

On that Saturday evening, you two went on your first date. He made sure to trap all week so he could spoil his darling. He took you to a very nice restaurant. He sat beside you in the booth, not across from you. He liked to be closer to you. His large body blocked you in and you couldn’t even be seen by outsiders he liked that. Your outfit was beautiful. For work, you still looked stunning, but you dressed more formally, not yourself. But here with him on this date, you let your creativity flow in your outfit. He was fly, and you matched it. It wasn’t revealing but man did it arouse him, you always did.

At the end of your date at a mom-and-pop ice cream shop. Where of course once again you insisted on paying, he frowned at you and pulled out a stack of cash. Your displeasure disappeared once you two were at the table sharing ice cream. You even used the same spoon. You didn’t realize it, but he did, it was intentional he was even feeding you. He made sure you got a spoonful first, so he could taste you off the spoon. When he drove you to your apartment and came to a park you turned to him, “Jaden, I don’t want to seem fast, or like a hoe or something but I really like you. Thank you for everything, from my car to the perfect date.”

If he could Jaden would dap himself up. He knew he had a game. But with you, he had to be careful, you were special. He turned to you and spoke up, “It’s no problem sweetness, any man would do it for the woman he’s interested in.” He said as he grabbed your hand from the console intertwining it with his and kissing the back of it. 

Whew, your pussy was on fire. You had to get out of this car before he had you in the backseat. Then he’d really think you’re a hoe. Of course, he wouldn’t but you thought so. “Jaden uhm I should probably head inside, would you … would you like a kiss?” You could barely get it out before he grabbed the back of your neck kissing you deeply. You were starstruck, while he seemed so calm, so reserved. But inside he was crazy for you. The kiss was perfect, your lips and his lips together sent a chill down his spine and made this dick throb. He willed it down. He would be good to you. 

“Goodnight y/n, let me walk you up, I’ll text you when I get home. You will call me before you go to sleep, sweetness?”, He asked. 

“Of Course, Jaden,” you replied. 

He planned on making you some part of his life the day you met but this week and tonight’s date sealed the deal, and if that wasn’t enough, you smiled at him with all 32 of your teeth before you closed and locked the door to your apartment. There it was that smile; damn he was absolutely sprung. 

[aspiring-house-husband]

one can only collect so much wealth before tempting the attention of a dragon. 

the young prince was spoiled and beautiful. he wore gold in every bit of his body, hanging it across his shoulders, around his neck, dangling from his ears. suitors hoping for his hand in marriage, rivals attempting peace, lords vying good favor, all manners of people came from all over to present gifts of gold and glittering jewel to the prince. he accepted all favor, but he rarely repaid. he preferred the lords who has spoiled him, and made peace with the rivals who asked, but never accepted a suitor’s hand. it only garnered their attention more. 

soon enough, his castle was drowning in gold. he kept careful stock of the golden jewelry he loved to adorn, but the gems and the coins and the clutter of gold simply got tossed into his treasury. he would spend time lounging about inside it, but that was it’s only purpose. 

except, of course, for attracting a dragon. 

it came in the dead of night amidst a storm, diving through the castle gates and lumbering through its halls. the prince was sound asleep in his own bed when the dragon arrived, and so the dragon found his treasury unguarded. he buried himself in the gold and settled, content with his new hoard. 

and the prince discovered him the next morning. unimpressed by the might of the dragon, he demanded that the great beast leave. 

but for the first time in his life, the prince felt true fear when the dragon pinned him down to the floor. Sharp claws pressed into soft skin, and the dragon’s hot breath fanned over the prince’s body. the beast’s mouth opened to reveal razor sharp fangs, and the prince felt cold chill settle in his body with assurance that he was going to die. 

but instead, the dragon lavished his tongue over the prince’s neck. 

“i taste gold on you,” the dragon said, his hot breath washing over the prince. 

“my gold, that which you’re stealing,” answered the prince, only brave enough now to grab onto the dragon’s ivory claws. 

“would i taste it within you, too, little prince?” the dragon had no heed for the prince’s anger, and his long fat tongue maneuvered through the layers of his clothes so that his teeth could follow and bare the prince beneath him. 

“so small…” the dragon cooed, “so fragile. yet warm and luminous.” the prince could not reach around the dragon’s claws to cover himself, even as the beast’s breathing chilled the tracks of saliva and sweat running over his body. 

“warm and luminous, like my treasure. my gold.”

“my gold,” the prince corrected, but he had no authority in his words. the dragon laughs as it’s great snout neared the prince’s thighs. 

“all mine,” the dragon said again, this time sliding his tongue between the prince’s legs. “this gold, this castle, this treasure… and it’s prince. all mine.”

“no, i’m-“ the prince choked himself with a moan as the dragon’s tongue passed over him again, this time spending longer lavishing itself in his wetness, growing to match the dragon’s need. “i’m not, i’m- you’re- hah, you’re in my castle! mine!”

“shh, little prince,” the dragon soothes, his voice rumbling within the castle walls. “you’ll understand soon. you’re mine.”

the prince could not respond. the dragon’s voice was invading his mind, softening his defenses. his eyelids drooped as still he looked across his now bare body, quaking with need he couldn’t quite understand. while he watched the dragon’s snout as it shoved his thighs apart, he still was not prepared for when the tip of the dragon’s tapered tongue breached him. his back arched, even into the dragon’s claws, which retracted before puncturing soft skin. 

still the dragon rumbled, vibrating deep into the prince and rippling through his mind. he could hardly think, could hardly feel but the thrusting tongue within him, exploring him, tasting him. he could not muster a warning before he came across the dragon’s tongue, and he could not muster a complaint when the dragon fucked him to sensitivity afterward. he could not move from the dragon’s claws, could not escape its tongue, even while he grew sleepy and his mind soft in the rumbling of the dragon’s voice. 

“lovely little prince,” said the dragon, daintily lifting the limp prince from the floor. his hole dripped it’s wetness across his thighs, and the dragon licked over its fangs. cradling the prince, the dragon rolled to his side to reveal his own member, and he wrapped the prince up to his stomach. his cock was much too large for the tiny man, but should the prince’s soft thighs part far enough, the dragon could nestle his tapered tip just within him. 

and so when the prince whimpered in his sleep, and slipped his soft legs over the dragon, and the dragon stroked himself and tasted the slick the prince had smeared over himself, he could cum into the prince, and leave him dripping much more than his own spend. 

the prince was a new kind of spoiled, now. he never again had the need for praise from his kingdom, when the words of a dragon were enough to drip his mind out his hole, and he could train himself to take only a few inches more of dragon cock for the reward of filling up with warm dragon cum. 

he would never quite feel whole without it again. 

[angelicpoison12]

What about angel dust with a male reader who died a virgin but never told him that they haven't done it before? Maybe the reader gets nervous after a make out turns heavier and decides to tell him? (Whatever ending type you want! Thank you! 💕)

YES OMG you have no idea how much i love fics like this!!

word count: 2.1K

tags: first time, bottom!reader, top!Angel Dust, Angel is a soft dom, i'm making the reader FTM because i can (suck it), trans porn written by trans author, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus (r recieving), p in v sex, missionary, cowgirl

MINORS DNI! ❤︎

— ✃☕︎︎ — 

dating Angel was, well, something. you found yourself completely enamored by him. you wanted nothing more than to just domesticate yourself to him. but hey, this was Hell, baby.

the mindset was: born to be domestic, forced to fuck around with whoever was around. there wasn't any harm in having fun though, right?

Angel had just gotten home from a long shoot, and you basically jumped on him, wanting to hold him and know how his day went. "oh, the usual. one guy, two guys-a buncha fuckers that couldn't get it up. y'know, not much of a show, sugar." Angel chuckled. you both went into his bedroom, and he nuzzled his nose against your forehead, pecking you sweetly. he felt a much rougher nose against his ankle. it was his beloved pet pig, Fat Nuggets. "aw, Nuggs! how's my little baby?!" Angel nearly cooed, holding up the plump creature, kissing and talking sweetly to the little thing. you were half convinced that Angel loved Fat Nuggets more than you, but shh, he didn't need to know that.

that night, you both decided on watching a movie. you were flabbergasted when you found out that Angel had gone his entire life without watching The Little Mermaid, but then you remembered the time he died and eternally cringed inside. watching the movie got boring quickly, especially with the way Angel's hands drifted to squeeze your chest, his lips on yours.

you couldn't hide the soft squeak that left you when one of his hands trailed down to lift up your shirt. you grabbed his wrist, swallowing. Angel was quick to back off, asking, "what the matter, sugar? i'm sorry. was i too fast-?" "no, no-! no, nothing like that," you assured him, your cheeks red. Angel still didn't seem too sure. with a shaky breath, you managed to say, ".. i'm a virgin."

the phrase caught Angel off guard. he couldn't even remember the last time he'd popped a guy's cherry, nontheless his own goddamn boyfriend's cherry. he glanced up at you, gently pecking your jawline as he asked, "can i take it, baby? i mean, i'd be honored to. and i'll be as gentle as ya need me to be." you nodded, still a little nervous, but you knew deep down that Angel wouldn't hurt you on purpose.

you whimpered when you felt Angel's lips on your neck again, making you quiver involuntarily. "mm.. your skin's so fuckin' sweet, baby," Angel purred, his teeth nibbling at a particularly sensitive spot near your collarbone, making you choke on air. fuck, he knew exactly how to make you feel good in all the right places. "you okay, sugar? you sure are gaspin' a lot," Angel said with a soft giggle. you tugged on his hair, pulling him into a kiss, managing to pant out, "don't stop, fuck, whatever you do Angel.. don't. fucking. stop." your voice cracked a little bit towards the end. you felt as if you were whining, hell, begging even. but who could you blame you? you were about to get fucked by the one and only Angel Dust.

Angel only smirked at that, leaning in to kiss you once more, your tongues swirling together. you couldn't believe how soft and sticky Angel's tongue was. it made dirty thoughts spew in your mind like syrup in an antique bottle. you wanted more, and you hadn't even gotten to second base yet.

Angel sat you both up, and you were quick to unbutton his blazer, squeaking when you accidentally popped the button. "fuck, i'm sor-" he didn't even give you time to respond, silencing you with another wet kiss, your hands squeezing and fondling his fluffy chest. "fuck baby.. your hands feel fuckin' incredible," Angel panted hotly in your mouth, your tongue running over his gold tooth.

you gasped when Angel tugged your own shirt off, exposing your binder. Angel noticed the nervous look on your face, and he was quick to say, "hey, toots, focus. look at me," you timidly lifted your head to meet his gaze. he pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek, whispering, "i ain't ever one to judge, baby. i want you to know that, okay, baby? you're so fuckin' handsome, baby. lemme take care of you,"

his words melted the ice around your heart. you shyly nodded, letting Angel unzip your binder, allowing your chest and ribs to breathe. Angel had to sit back for a second, basking his mind in your beauty. your soft chest, stomach, sides, face flushed, your boxers peaking out of your pants-fuck, you were a sight for sore eyes. he felt honored to be the first person to see you so vulnerable, and oh so delectable.

"fuck.. you really don't have a clue how delicious you look right now, baby." Angel half-laughed, a hand in his hair to stabilize himself. he could feel his retractable cock throbbing in his skirt, and he had to force himself to maintain some sort of composure. he wanted nothing more than to make you cum over and over again, and make your brain melt, your only thoughts being him. Angel began undoing the button of your pants. you bit your lip, letting him continue. he shimmied them down, throwing your boxers to the side as well. Angel's eyes went from your belly button down to your throbbing t-dick. Angel licked his lips, immediately spreading your legs apart, his hands on your knees.

you turned bright red, throwing an arm over your eyes, a giddy laugh leaving your lips. Angel smiled, glad to know that you were feeling a little better and more comfortable now. he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, making you suck in a sharp breath and grasp his hair. your fingers tangled in the white locks with baby pink spots, making his eyes gleam with mischief up at you. "Angel.. babe, fuck," you whimpered, starting to squirm. Angel's hands moved up to press down on your hips. he let out a soft 'tsk tsk' as he said, "nuh uh, sugar. be a good boy for me, alright?" he said with a smirk. all you could do was swallow and nod obediently, grabbing a pillow, holding it against your chest. "mm, good boy," Angel chuckled, pressing another kiss, right next to your vulva. he nuzzled his nose against your pelvis, sighing as his senses were completely engulfed by you and only you.

Angel flattened his tongue, letting it drag all the way from your folds to your swollen t-dick. you nearly squealed at the sensation. it was so warm, so wet, foreign, but fuck it felt incredible. Angel continued to leave those long, soft strokes on your heated skin, making you let out noises left and right. "mm, yer sweet, babe," Angel hummed against you. he began focusing right on your clit, his tongue nearly engulfing it. he wrapped his lips around you, bobbing his head up and down on your clitoral growth. not skipping a beat, Angel slipped a finger inside of you, starting to stretch you out.

you cried out, your breathing growing labored, fingers grasping at Angel's hair for dear life. Angel was so fucking skilled with his mouth. you were starting to wonder why you hadn't let him suck you off sooner. "fuck, just like that, Angel.. fucking hell, baby," you panted, starting to nervously grind into Angel's mouth, testing the waters. he hummed in a soft sense of praise, letting you thrust into his mouth. it hadn't even been five minutes and you were crying out, squeezing your thighs against his face. Angel lapped up all of your release, his eyes half lidded, looking up at you through his thick lashes.

Angel pulled away, his chin glistening with your fluids, panting, cheeks flushed red, and a smirk on his face. "fuck sugar.. you're addicting. i could suck you off for hours if you'd let me," Angel said with a snicker. all you could do was huff and roll your eyes, sitting up. Angel grabbed some lube and a condom from his bedside table. he laid down and patted his lap, lifting up his skirt, his cock flinging out. "c'mere sugar, take a ride if yer up for it."

Angel held your hips, helping you sit on his cock. you groaned, shivering at the initial intrusion. when you were fully impaled, you moaned, your t-dick rubbing against Angel's pelvis. "fuck.. you're big," you panted. Angel smirked up at you, managing to say, "god baby, hold on a second.. don't move-fuck, i think i might burst," Angel croaked, squirming. now he was the one a mess.

"okay.. okay, move whenever you're ready, sugar." you nodded, kissing Angel, starting to rub your hips up and down, making him slide in and out of your tight entrance. Angel moaned into the kiss, his claws digging into your plush skin. "fuck, yeah.. you feel incredible, sugar. how're ya feeling?" Angel asked, biting his lip. you managed to say, "feels amazing, Angel," "mm, good," Angel said, starting to thrust up into you, and fuck did that make you see stars.

you gasped sharply, clinging to Angel, your eyes nearly rolling into the back of your head. his cockhead constantly brushed over your spongy g-spot, making your noises whiny and high pitched. "fuck yeah, sugar, let out those sweet noises for me." Angel growled. he was constantly kissing you, his upper set of arms holding you around your midsection, the lower set holding your ass and guiding you up and down on his cock. "i'm cumming-! Angel, i'm gonna cum again!" you were nearly crying at this point. Angel was hitting all of the right spots inside of you, and you just couldn't hold back anymore. you were falling apart at the seems, the only superglue holding you together was Angel and his dick inside of you.

all Angel could do was smile dumbly at you. he was so happy to have brought you to the edge not once, but twice now in one night. "go ahead, sugar. cum for me. it's okay, go on and let go,"

that was all it took. you sobbed and convulsed, quivering as you came on top of Angel, squeezing him through the condom. Angel groaned and held you close, nuzzling your shoulder sweetly. he was slow as he turned you over, your back flat against the bed, legs hitched over his waist. he asked, "can uh.. can i keep goin'? i'm sorry toots, its just.. fuck, i dunno why its taking me so damn long to cum," he said, sounding breathless and weak. you pressed your lips to Angel's sweaty forehead, whispering, "its fine, babe. really, it is. as long as you don't mind me shaking," you said with a soft chuckle. Angel smiled, and you swore you heard him sniffle as he said, "fuck, i love ya, sugar."

his thrusts were slow but deep, still hitting that sensitive spot inside of you. when Angel felt himself nearing release, he reached down and starting stroking you in time with his thrusts, making you yelp and arch your back. "think-fuck, think you can finish with me one more time, babe?" Angel asked with a wicked smirk. you nodded, going nonverbal, smiling up at Angel. your brain was mush at this point. and fuck, you loved it. you loved knowing you'd gone dumb on Angel's cock.

he kissed you as he came, groaning and shivering, letting out a whimper as he filled the condom with his release. you were thankful for Angel kissing you, because you nearly screamed when you came for the third time, milking Angel for all he was worth.

"fuck.. that was-" "magical?" ".. yeah. magical. whatever it was, it was fucking fantastic." you said with a soft chuckle. you watched as Angel tied up the condom and threw it away, going to his ensuite bathroom. he came back with a hot washcloth, cleaning you up, leaving loving pecks along your neck as he did so.

"i left lots of marks on ya.. sorry sugar," Angel said with a sheepish grin. he most certainly had. you had hickeys littering your neck, a few bite marks on your shoulders, marks on your inner thighs, and some scratches on your thighs and buttocks. "eh, whatever makes people stop flirting with me on the streets." you said, making Angel nearly choke on his own saliva.

fuck, he was so in love with you.