#make the beefy jerk squirm

[pahatarcarabosse]

My brain was massaged by @irunaki s absolutely cute Calypso/Antinous ship art. Its so cute. So obviously - Calypso/Antinous art from me too

[boypied]

BUT YOU'RE MY STEPDAD... *PART 2*

pairings: stepdad!henry cavill x male reader

summary: The build-up of sexual tension comes to an end when your stepdad Henry can't go on ignoring what happened that lustful night anymore.

requested by: anonymous

warnings: SMUT, anal sex, pet names, hair pulling, rough fucking, spitting, cheating.

part one

You loved him. You loved him, and you know you shouldn't have. You couldn't stop thinking about the way his hand caressed your skin that lustful night, the way he instantly knew what spot would have you squirming like a bitch in heat, how you could shoot buckets of cum with just one thrust of his beefy cock. He claimed you, he owned you and then acted like nothing happened that night. Your blood boiled when you heard the bed squeaking and moans coming from their bedroom. She didn't deserve him, You knew deep down that she couldn't satisfy Henry the way you could, the way you did! That bitch never liked you, maybe she realised Henry secretly liked you better or maybe she was just super homophobic but atleast she won't be around this weekend and you get too have Henry all to your self. You made sure to wear all the most revealing outfits for the first day your mother was away, Henry's eyes widened once you graced him with your presence. He was practically salivating at the mouth when you reached up for something from the top shelf and your skirt lifted up to reveal your jockstrap, the one that perfectly cups your ass.

"M-Morning" he chokes out, spitting out some of his coffee. His eyes admiring the way the jockstrap hugs your ass in the utter most perfect way, "morning daddy" you say seductively as you slowly walk over to him he chokes slightly trying to avoid eye contact with you. "Any plans for today?" Henry asks you politely trying to change the subject as you slowly straddle onto his lap wrapping your arms around his neck "I was thinking maybe we could spend today together... connected" you say in a sultry tone. Henry's hands gently grip onto your waist, he bites his lip trying to have some self restrain to not fuck his step-sons brains out again. "We shouldn't." He mutters out softly in a quiet tone before he gets interrupted as you begin to grind your hips down against his clothed cock, "I know you want me.. I see the way you've been eyeing me up" you say in a whisper causing his body to shudder beneath your whisper.

"You think about me, don't you." You whisper in his ear once more, "when you fuck her. You think about me" You say causing his eyes to widen as he's been caught out, he slowly nods his head before you passionately pull his face into a kiss. Feeling his lips smack against yours it really takes you back, his tongue slides on top of yours as he dominates your mouth once more, the atmosphere hornier then before. Henry's grip on your hips tighten as you continue to buck your hips back and forth causing friction against his cock, you break the kiss and bite down on Henry's lower lip tugging on it slightly causing your step-daddy to let out a sultry moan. You slowly climb off his lap and you take his hand pulling him up and making his follow after you upstairs and into your bedroom where it all began originally.

You seductively crawl onto the bed getting in a sexy position where you begin undressing out of everything you have on, Henry watches from afar where he joins in the stripping session where he reveals his muscular hairy body that you love so much, the body that has been in every single one of your jerk off sessions. He crawls on top of you feeling his warmth corrupt your body, your hand travels down his body until it reaches his large hanging cock and balls, "so thick daddy" you whimper out as you wrap your hand around his shaft jerking it slightly 'till it's rock hard.

Henry brings his fingers up to your mouth "open," he commands, which you obliged. He gently pushes his two fingers past your lips and into your wet mouth, his fingers grazing across your tongue as he slides his fingers deeper into your mouth, and they hit the back of your throat causing you to gag slightly "wider" he commands as you open your mouth wider opening your throat as his fingers go deeper causing your eyes to roll back. Henry pulls his soaked fingers out of your mouth as he brings them towards your tight pucker, gently circling them before he begins to push them past the tight ring.

"D-Daddy!" You whimper out as his fingers slide fully inside you, "you like that baby boy?" He coos in your ear as his body lays on top of yours, his fingers curve back and forth probing your sweet spot, causing your body to shudder beneath him. Henry's eyes meet yours as he bites his lip, watching you shake beneath him, "open wide and stick your tongue out," he commands, and you obliged once again as he sees your tongue come out your mouth he spits in your mouth "now swallow" he demands. The taste of his spit had your cock stiffen, your hole tighten and your nipples harden. His musky scent and sweat dripping off his face from how fast his fingers are working is enough to drive you over the edge.

You bite your lip. "p-put it in," you voice in a begging tone, "I thought you'd never ask," he says in a seductive tone before pulling himself away and lining himself up before thrusting in fully giving you no time to adjust to his size, your body just accommodating to him. Henry grips onto your hips, thrusting back and forth. "F-FUCK! I forgot how good you feel." He groans as he bucks his hips back and forth, feeling your hole tighten around his length.

Your eyes follow up his muscular body to meet his face, pure ecstasy on his face as he pumps back and forth into you. Your eyes widen as he wraps his hand around your cock and he begins jerking you quickly bringing you closer and closer to your release, "so much better... then your mother!" Henry groans louder and louder causing a smirk to appear on your face, Henry's thrust become sloppy as he begins to spurt his cum inside your tight hole, "I-IM CUMMING!" You scream out as you shoot your load all over your stomach.

Henry continues to thrust back and forth pushing his cum deeper and deeper inside of you, he pulls himself out and flops down beside you pulling you closer towards him in a snuggle. "You know I love you... right?" He whispers sweetly in your ear, you nod your head feeling his cum seap out the tight ring of your hole "I know." You say pecking his lips snuggling your head into the nook of his neck. He gently strokes your head as you fall asleep. "My boy." he says possessively. He leans over to the side, grabbing his phone to take a picture of them sleeping naked together, making it his home screen, "my boy.." He whispers to himself.

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[casiia]

𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 *ੈ✩‧₊˚

pairing: jake sully x reader x tonowari

genre: smut!

warnings: smutsmutsmutsmutsmut omg! 18+ only, threesome, degradation, lil bit of degradation, use of daddy, v! penetration, back being blown out, throat bulge, belly bulge, crying, a wee bit of breath play, breeding kink LOWK, face fucking, two big beefy incredibly hot men, inaccurate avatar, also unedited cuz i can't be asked, lotta loopholes sorta rushed! maybe i will rewrite this idk. feedback and reblogs are appreciated!

“look at how wet she is” 

jake laughed loudly between your thighs, his fingers pulling your folds apart to show tonowari the way your juices dribbled out of your leaking hole. he teasingly blew a puff of air over your sopping cunt, enjoying the way you writhed under him.

“s’gonna be an easy fit this time” tonowari fist his himself once, watching you spread your legs further at the sight of his hard cock. you whined needily, eyes begging for either of them to touch you – to please you like they always do.

“please- i’ve been such a good girl for my daddies” you grabbed jake’s arm when he made a move to leave, your hips bucking up to his face with desperation. “relax babygirl, m’stayin don’t worry” he nipped at the inside of your thigh before moving to kneel right by your face, tonowari replacing his position between your legs.

“been waiting for this pussy all day” tonowari grunts, guiding the bulbous head of his cock between your slicked folds, pressing his slit against your puffy clit (bars). you hissed loudly, squirming under him at the harsh gesture. 

“don’t act all surprised, you wanted this” jake cooed, playfully pinching at your cheek with a smirk. he sat back on the heels of his feet, fingers nimbly untying his loincloth. you watched his cock spring from their restraints, his length slapping against his abdomen. drool pooled in the bottom of your mouth, hunger overcoming you as he started to jerk himself off, a large bead of precum oozing from his slit and dribbling over his knuckles.

“i’ve had enough” 

yelping in surprise when tonowari roughly pulled you up by the arm, flipping you around so you were on your hands and knees. he placed his hands on the globes on your ass, squeezing gently before traveling to the small of your back. he chuckled lightly, watching you immediately arch your back under his touch, your tail instinctively wrapping around his forearm.

“this is what i’m talking about, fuck you’re gonna look so good with a throatful of my cock” jake shuffles in front of you, tilting his head to the side with a prideful grin. “isn’t that right, pretty girl. y’gonna give me a show while suckin me off?”

“mhm! gonna make sure i look pretty jus’ for you” looking up at him through your thick lashes, you smiled sweetly. “that’s what i like to hear” jake wrapped his long fingers around the base of his cock, slapping himself against your cheek. his ears twitching at the erotic sounds of wet skin to skin, a condescending smirk playing on his lips as he smeared his precum all over your pretty features.

“just for him?” tonowari rubs your hip soothingly before he sharply smacks your ass, a bright red blossoming over your blue skin. you squeal in surprise, turning your head to look at him. “didn’t mean it of course, i look pretty for you too”

“aw, you didn’t mean it? babygirl you hurt my feelings” jake teased you, grasping your jaw to turn you back towards him. you stammered in his hold, not knowing what to say. “i’ll forgive you, make it up to me with that pretty little mouth of yours.” 

opening your mouth to reply, you fluttered your eyes shut with a moan when tonowari pressed his tip into your hole. his hold on your hips tightening as he pushed his aching cock deeper into your inviting cunt. hot and pulsating around him, he dropped his head with a groan as you clenched around him. his slicked balls thumping at your folds while he rolled his hips against yours, his tip kissing at your cervix.

“shit. she’s so tight” tonowari presses down on the small of your back with one hand, humming approvingly as you arched further for him. he eyed the bulge in your belly with pride as he waited for you to adjust to his size, your hips rocking back against his with a needy mewl.

“don’t leave me out, open up for me baby” jake taps at your lips with his angry red tip, his eyes wide with demand. obediently obeying like the good girl you were, you parted your lips for him, taking the tip of his cock with ease. “nuh uh, daddy’s impatient. can’t wait tonight, take all of it.” jake tangles his fingers into the locks of your hair, watching your lips stretched around his girth as he pushed himself down your throat. 

you gurgle out a whine, saliva pooling out of your mouth and onto his balls, as he forced all of his cock down your throat. you squeezed one of your eyes shut, your nose bumping against his pelvis as he held you there. your throat bulged with the imprint of his cock, your face turning purple from the lack of oxygen. “lookin so good with my cock down ya pretty throat, you like chokin on my dick?” jake grunts, feeling you swallow around him. he liked the way your eyes clouded with tears, the way you looked at him with such ergency when you needed to breathe.

“she’s turning purple, jake.” tonowari warned, rocking his hips against yours with a low grunts, his pace slow but hard. you moaned around jake’s girth with every thrust, his tip nudging at a spongy spot deep within your core. 

“mm’ she likes it there, our princess is a moaning mess” jake tantalized, roughly pulling you off his cock. you gasped for air, your chest heaving heavily as you blinked away the dark spots that started to blur your vision. “i love it! i love it s’much, daddies.” 

“yea i can tell” tonowari laughs at you as he pistons into your slippery cunt, his pace no longer fast and deep. he fucked into you with no remorse, using all of his weight. he let a loud moan slip, your pulsating walls beating around his twitching cock. 

with uneven whines of pleasure, you stuck your tongue out to lick up jake’s length. slobbering messily, you smeared a mixture of precum and spit all over your chin. “dirty girl, c’mon daddy’s been waitin” jake bucked against your lips, need and desire swarming in his voice and eyes.

“well since you asked so nicely” you welcomed him into your mouth once again,  kitten licking at his slit before swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. jake threw his head back with a moan, staring at your hollowed cheeks. the vibrations of your sounds of pleasure sending a wave of chills up his spine. he shook his head with a hearty sigh, thrusting into your mouth. “m’sorry, pretty girl. i know.” with his balls slapping against your chin, you shakily inhaled through your nose, your throat tightening around him as a gag arose from your stomach.

“quit clenchin, girl. m’gonna cum, i can feel it. want me to fill you up, give you a baby? you’d be such a pretty mommy.” tonowari sighs, ramming into you. reaching down between your legs, he pressed down on your lower tummy, feeling the bulge of his cock as he fucked you. “right here, pretty. m’gonna put my baby inside.”

mewling around jake’s cock in an attempt to reply, feeling so full when he pressed at your stomach, you couldn’t stop the hard orgasm that washed over you, brain going blank with shaky legs. “jake, she’s cummin all over my cock” tonowari boasted with a grin, looking down at where you and him connected; your slick shining his balls and slathered all over his thick thighs. 

not forgotten, jake gripped your head with both of his hands, frantically thrusting into your mouth as he pursued his own orgasm. retracting his hips quickly, he groaned loudly pumping his length, watching thick ropes of his white cum spurt onto your face. you closed your eyes with a scrunched face, his hot semen dripping down your forehead. “she looks so fuckin hot. fuck a baby, she looks so much prettier covered in our cum” jake pants, catching his breath as his high slowly came down. “just love being covered in our sticky cum, ain’t that right you slut?” 

babbling incoherently as tonowari continued to slam into you, chasing his own release, you reached out in front of you grabbing at jake’s hand. “please, please! wan’ it so bad.” you lovingly blinked up at jake with lust filled eyes, he wiped your brow with a chuckle, making sure none of his cum got in your eyes. 

“fuck.” was all tonowari grunted as he pulled out of your tight cunt, his cock spewing globs on his cum onto your back. he dropped his head, breathing heavily, stroking himself to milk more semen from his  quivering balls.

“hm. white is a good color on you”

[vampcubus]

That post about big men whining makes me think about edging Goku until he’s a sweaty and flustered mess. Just watching him tremble and glare at you for being “So mean!”. Maybe you’ll be nice and let him cum, maybe you’ll make him beg some more. Either way, it’s a win win for you!

YOU GET ME!! 😩 i didn't mean to make a thirst out of this but djhasdkjfsad

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Goku isn't the most well-behaved sub by any means, so you almost have to edge him just to get him to take you seriously. There's nothing that makes him whiny quite like being denied pleasure does. Just imagine this beefy Saiyan whimpering into your neck, hot breaths tickling your throat as you tease him with featherlight touches, only sparing him two fingers to stroke the length of him. His cock is flushed so red it's almost purple, leaking heaps of pre and twitching at every scrap of friction you give him.

For once, Goku dares not to buck his hips, lest he'd like you to stop entirely. He was finally beginning to learn, you mused, all too satisfied with his gruff whines so close to your ear. "Y/nnn, c'monnn."

"Hm? Something wrong, baby?" You hum, feigning innocence. Even an airhead like Goku could see through such a farce.

"Wanna cum. Why're ya bein' so mean to me?" The Saiyan huffs, thick fingers clenching in the fabric of your shirt. His bulging thighs tremble with the effort to remain still, to be good like you asked. But your hand is so soft, and feels so good against his cock, he just needs more of it. Your thumb scrubs over the sensitive head, and his whole body jerks.

His tongue licks over his top teeth, eyes rolling back as your hand captures him fully, pumping him from base to tip with a firm grip. He pants against your neck with increasing frequency, thighs squirming inward and shivering. A telltale sign that he was frighteningly close, and just as he approaches the point of no return, you release his cock, letting it slap noisily against his tummy. Goku whines loud and long, a frustrated sigh following as his thick brows pinch.

"Nooo, no please don't stop. Fuck!" His hips thrust into the air, chasing a stimulation that was no longer there. His cock twitches angrily, hips still fucking the air for a few moments longer before he flattens out with an annoyed huff. "I was really close that time."

His dejected tone only makes you giggle and he pulls away from your neck just to give you the stink eye.

"Aww, my poor baby. That was pretty mean of me, huh?" You tease, and he nods despite the lack of sympathy in your tone. The tall Saiyan sits up and then crawls on top of you to straddle your hips, cock twitching against your tummy adorably. Your size difference makes it look a bit funny, but you hardly care, especially when you see just how flushed his face has become.

You rest your hands on his thighs, stroking up and down the toned muscle. His large hand snatches one of yours, guiding it from his thigh back to his cock. You let him wrap your hand around it, pleased by the way his eyes go all glossy at the feeling. You slide a hand down to fondle his heavy balls and your mouth falls open at how big and swollen they've gotten, no doubt a result of your torturous edging. He was ready to burst, you could feel it. He humps into your fist when you make no move to start up again, and you only tut.

"Hmm, well I suppose you've been good enough, haven't you? What do you think, d'you think you deserve to cum?" You hardly get the question out before he's nodding frantically.

"Uh huh, I've been good. So stop teasin' me already... please? please I just wanna cum," Goku begs, mouth falling open when you squeeze his balls and start stroking his cock again, not even scolding him as he fucks into your grasp.

"I'll be good," he babbles and you only coo at him.

"Go on then, show me how good you can be n cum loads for me."

And boy did he. All over your shirt... oh well, you supposed he earned it.

[random-thot-generator]

Day 2: Voyeurism

Soap x Fem reader

Johnny is a panty thief and you're determined prove it

cw: non con- reader spies on Soap, panty kink, masturbation- m and f, Soap's a perv but so is reader

You don't notice it at first, when your knickers go missing. Things are such a mess after your new roomie Johnny moves in. Dirty clothes get jumbled together in the hamper, his gym shorts somehow end up in your laundry, your T-shirts turn up stuffed in one of his drawers. You shrug it off, figuring if he finds your knickers mixed in with his clothes, he'll return them like he does everything else.

They never turn up again, though.

After several months pass, you begin to notice a pattern. While Johnny's deployed, not a single pair of panties get lost. It's only when he's home on leave that your knickers start to go missing again. Doesn't matter if they're your sexiest pair of lacy thongs or the stained cotton granny panties you wear during your period, eventually they all disappear, never to be seen again.

Johnny swears he has no idea what's happened to them. He jokes that the laundry monster that eats his socks must have got a taste for your knickers too, then laughs, throwing a beefy arm over your shoulders.

"Dinnae worry, bon. I'll take ye t'buy more. My treat."

It gets to the point that you end up having to go to work commando one morning. That does it for you. Enough is enough, you decide.

Not sure how to handle the situation, you complain to your friends about it, asking them what you should do.

"Get a nanny cam," one of them suggests. "Put it in your room, and when he comes in to steal your knickers again, you'll catch him at it on video. No way he can deny it then, the cheeky perv."

So, that's just what you do. You feel like a proper spy, setting up the tiny camera on your bookshelf, making sure the angle is just right to capture a good view of your dirty clothes basket in the corner by your bed. You even shuck off the knickers you're wearing and leave them lying on top of your dirty clothes as bait.

You act like it's business as usual when you leave for work the next morning, accepting the travel mug of coffee Johnny gives you, along with one of his wet cheek smooches.

"'Ave a good day, bon. I'll order us a takeaway t'night, aye?"

You nod and say goodbye with a sweet-as-pie smile as you slip out the door. He doesn't see the wicked glint in your eye as you turn to leave.

It's around ten that morning that curiosity finally gets the best of you, so you hurry off to the loo with your phone and lock yourself in a stall. With bated breath you open up the nanny cam app to review the last few hours of recorded footage. What you see leaves you hot and flustered.

About a half hour after you leave, Johnny comes into your room and goes straight to your clothes basket. He hooks your dirty knickers out of the basket with his finger, then wads them up in his hand before shoving his nose in them. You can see his chest expanding with each deep inhale, a sight that has you squirming on the toilet seat.

Christ, he's really getting off on sniffing your panties, reaching down to squeeze the prominent bulge in his sweat pants. Your mouth drops open when he pulls himself out, tinny grunts and groans coming through your phone speakers as he proceeds to give himself a nice, slow handy.

You feel like you're on fire, burning up from the inside out as you watch him stroke his drooling cock. It's lewd and filthy but you can't look away. Starting to sweat, breaths getting shallow, you worm a hand down the front of your pants and begin toying with your tacky clit. Just a few minutes into the video and you're already slick and needy.

You have to choke back a moan when he falls back on your bed, one hand holding your panties to his nose while he jerks himself off with the other. The camera angle gives you the perfect view of his heaving chest, the flex of corded muscle in his forearm as his fist shuttles over his leaking cock. The fapping noises are barely audible, but your straining ears catch the soft, wet sounds, the frantic staccato beat leaving you panting through your parted lips.

He's almost there and so are you, thighs clenching around your stiff, circling fingers. His hips rutting, he finally brings his other hand down, fucking his cock into your balled-up knickers until he gives one final hard thrust and climaxes while groaning your name.

You come instantly, nearly dropping your phone it hits you so hard. Hips bucking, your knees clamp together and draw up towards your chest, a high whine filtering through your clenched teeth. You've never come so hard in your life.

Now slumped on the toilet, you come down from your orgasm while watching Johnny come down from his. He lies there panting, his body lax and sated, splayed out on your rumpled comforter. He looks damn good lying in your bed.

You actually titter out a little giggle when he grimaces at the mess he made in your knickers. He looks bloody adorable, all flushed and shame-faced as he tucks himself away. Scooting off your bed, he shoves your ruined knickers in his pocket, then straightens the bed and slinks out of your room.

Well, now you know what happened to all your knickers. Jesus, that was the hottest thing you've ever seen, but now you're not sure what to do about it. You toddle back to your desk on shaky legs, your thoughts on Johnny for the rest of the day.

You decide not to confront Johnny when you get home that evening. In fact, you don't mention it to him at all. As for your disappearing knickers, you don't bring them up anymore, either. You just ask Johnny to take you shopping when you start to run low.

And when you finally 'accidentally' catch him in the act a few weeks later, you give him something better to wrap around his cock than your knickers.

-

[stillfoodforguys]

I’d found a pretty cheap room to stay in while I was on a work trip recently, the only downside being I had to pay in cash. Every week, the beefy bear who owned the place would come to pick up his money, each time his size alone reminded me that I’d be in serious trouble if I ever missed a payment. Unfortunately, one drunk night with my colleagues to say goodbye on my final week was enough to make me blow my budget without realising.

I debated packing up my stuff and running while I had the chance, but being a foolishly honest person I decided to text him an apology while I was at work. To my surprise, he said he didn’t mind that I couldn’t pay him in full, though there was a mention of some kind of “other arrangement”. I spent the rest of the day nervously wondering what he meant by that, until I came back to the flat that evening to find the burly man lying on the bed entirely naked.

He smirked confidently at me while I stood completely stunned in the doorway, giving his giant gut a slap as he told me to strip down and worship him. Sure that he would have no problem forcing me to submit if he wanted to, I took the easy route and willingly lay beside him, offering a thorough massage of his firm, round belly and pecs. He tucked one of my legs between his so that he could grind his erection against me. Although part of why he was doing this was to let me know how much he was enjoying himself, it was a different sign of his pleasure that caught my eye.

Strangely, the man couldn’t stop drooling as he watched me play with his body, leaving his lips and scruffy beard distractingly shiny. I couldn’t help running my fingers over his lips to tease him, which inevitably sealed my fate as he gave into his growing hunger. He couldn’t resist slurping my hands into his mouth, grabbing my hips to hoist me on top of him and start stuffing me down his throat. He swallowed up to my waist in a matter of seconds, my head slamming against the bottom of his stomach as he quickly feasted on my delicious body.

After that, his throat muscles had a good enough grip on me to do all the work themselves, allowing him to take his time swallow my legs while he jerked off. Taking just a few gentle gulps now and again to guide me along, he savoured the feeling of his stomach expanding to accommodate more of my squirming body. I could feel the exact moment he came from the vibrations of his moans around my ankles, as well as the sudden tightness of his abdomen clenching tightly around me.

One final gulp and my feet joined the rest of me inside him. The massive man belched and sighed heavily before falling asleep, lying there in a sweaty mess as he accepted my service and digestion as a worthy payment.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Any thots for us while Ao3 is tragically down? (Only if you have time and are in the mood ❤️ You’re amazing)

Noooo, AO3 is down! I just saw! (I've been doing homework lol, so I didn't know) and to make it worse Spotify is down for me too 😫

How will we go on?

It's maintenance, I know, and I know that's good, they gotta. But, still. lol

A quick thought for you, straight from the notes on my phone lol, but under the cut because it involves omorashi:

Rope bondage that leads to accidental omorashi is plaguing meeee

Like, goddamn, imagine stucky with a shrinkyclinks type dynamic but not really winter-soldier!Bucky and pre-serum!Steve. Just. Regular beefy Bucky and lil Steve but this is beefy submissive Bucky and tiny sadist Steve 😮‍💨

Steve has Bucky restrained in some heavy ties. Standing up, legs tied together, ties around his waist and chest and shoulders BUT his arms are held up over his head. It's nothing that he couldn't get Bucky out of like *that* with the safety sheers he has next to him on the floor of their playroom, but... it's a lot more fun to watch this unfold.

This being how suddenly, a good hour into a scene, Bucky has discovered he kinda, really has to piss.

Bucky's been teased--not exactly edged--but he's been touched all over in preparation for the tie and then during the tying of the ropes and after the tying too. He's blushing all over. Covered in goosebumps. So, so sensitive. Long hair on his face, over his blindfold. Breathing hard against the ropes. Yet, no matter how much he squirms he cannot get away from the press of a fucking knot right against his full bladder.

It hurts.

Bucky has to piss so bad.

His tears are wetting the blindfold, making it stick to his burning face wetly.

He's begging for mercy, sobbing, "please, please, please pleasepleaseplease," he doesn't take time to breathe and chokes for a moment, whining, "lemmego!please!Ineed-I'mgonna. Oh. Oh, God, I'm gonna, mmmmgh, I'm gonna pee myself! Steve! Steve!!"

But he isn't safewording.

And...

Steve's getting off too hard on his agony to cut him out of the ties if he isn't going to use his safeword or colors. Steve's biting his lip hard. And, unthinkingly, his hand is reaching out, lightning quick, to press against the knot resting low against Bucky's tummy.

Bucky shrieks.

"Noooo!" He cries, hiccuping. Squirming harder. Trying to get away from the unrelenting pressure. He's gotta burst! Fuck!

Steve grins like a madman. He presses harder and harder and harder as words spill out of his mouth, encouraging and filthy. Telling Bucky what a good boy he is, telling Bucky how he wants to see him lose it, lose control, do it, do it. For me. Right now.

Bucky holds on for another moment. The last strand of resistance.

Then.

Then, the floodgates open and he pisses himself, gushing out, crying like he's never cried before while it happens but...

He's also hard as hell.

Steve can see Bucky's cock twitching as he pisses. Steve can see how hard and peaked Bucky's nipples are. Steve can even see the race of Bucky's pulse in his throat, hammering against the delicate skin as he flushes impossibly more red.

He's so fucking into this.

They both are.

It's to the point that even though Bucky is fully sobbing--chest heaving sobs mixed with moans that sound like he's having a goddamn orgasm--the second he's done making his mess Steve has to pounce on him.

Steve jerks him off fast and rough. Bucky cums once. Exploding the second Steve lays a hand on him. Yet. It's not enough. He doesn't go soft. He's still riding the high of that release. Steve keeps going. Going and going even as Bucky starts squirming again, trying to get away, trying to crawl out of his skin with how good everything feels. It feels too good! It's too much! Too much!

Bucky is-

Fuck.

Bucky is so fucking obsessed with how hard he gets off that he thinks he may never get off another way ever again 🥴

Hope you enjoyed 😘 sorry it's really short lol

[betbeton]

✃ Hug me! Kiss me!

Morning After With Various Tokyo Revengers Men

Drabbles

Warnings - Explicit/Non-Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Consumption

18+ Minors DNI

·GN Reader·

·Request·

·A/N- I have a beefy Wakasa smut in the works·

・❥・ Masterlist

⪧ Hanma Shuji

Groggily you rubbed at the corners of your irritated eyes, the make-up you had forgotten to remove in the heat of the moment coming back to bite you in the ass. Once you had fished a rouge eyelash from your eye a loud groan beside you dragged you harshly back to reality. Head jerking from side to side wildly you let out an equally loud groan to the man beside you once you realized who you had spent a drunken night with. The giddy little laugh leaving the man as a hand branded with 'Sin' curled around your waist tugging you down onto his lean chest. Your own eyes narrowed as they came face to face with Hanma Shuji, a man you had once been adamant on never sleeping with or more importantly never befriending. Alas though it would seem that when the two of you were drunk all walls and barriers were broken, nothing but debris under the two of you as your bodies intertwined in lustful intimacy. Though the large hand firmly settling on the top of your head as the menace to society tried to push you down towards his cock and away from the morning cuddle broke any illusion you may have been conjuring. Reaching a hand out you grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged on it harshly.

"You ruined the moment Shuji!"

All you received was a cackle and a rather wet kiss to your forehead as he laid back on his bed. Your head dropped back onto his chest and when the rapid beat of his nervous heart met your ear, the idea of spending more time like this with Hanma Shuji wasn't as bad as it had seemed yesterday before your night out.

⪧ Haitani Rindou

Sleepily rubbing your face against the back of your lover you curled your arms more tugging him into your front, chin hooking on his shoulder as a whispered morning greeting left your lips. The hand sliding down his lean chest met no resistance as he lazily threw a leg backwards to wedge it between your own, contorting his body at a slightly concerning angle. Though any concern you could have had brewing over his weird angle dissipated as he squirmed to face you lilac locks covering part of his face as those bored eyes you adored gazed back into your lovestruck ones.

With you missing several bets, due to gawking, Rindou took the initiative and snaked his own hand down to grope at your hips using it as leverage to shove you down slightly slotting his thigh harshly between your legs. The muscle of his long leg flexing as he bumped it into your sex again, hand moving from your waist to grope at your thighs as he fucked you against his leg. You should have expected this Rindou was never the most patient man around he always took the initiative whenever you took too long or were teasing him, but it still left your head spinning and moans spilling from your lips as you sleepily careened towards an orgasm. Hands greedily grasping at his back as you tried to anchor yourself to reality while your hips squirmed desperately chasing the release you desperately desired. Though just as you tipped over the edge and came against Rindou's thigh you were harshly jerked back to reality when he tugged his leg back from your sex and rolled away from you. A breathy chuckle leaving him as he stretched and grabbed his phone, side eyeing you as your flustered expression turned curious.

"Did someone call?"

Waving a hand dismissively he tossed his phone towards you, "Nah, Ran accidentally sent a picture of him getting head to a group chat."

And thus your morning escapade was forgotten as you and Rindou gossiped over the accidental message.

⪧ Wakasa Imaushi

It was no secret you found Wakasa intoxicating, after all you had found yourself limping from his flat on more then on occasion. It was practically a weekly occurrence at this point both of you repeatedly seeking one another out to get lost in blissful pleasure. What was odd though was the long arms and legs wrapping around your body preventing you from slithering from the warmth of Wakasa's bed. It made your heartache as you tried desperately to detach him from you, worried he would halt your ambiguous relationship for fear he had caught feelings. Just as you had successfully freed your legs you felt a shiver rush down your spin as warm breath tickled your neck and a deep raspy morning voice curled around your ear, the arms firmly wrapped beneath your chest tugging you closer to Wakasa's lean chest.

"I know you caught feelings too, so stop pretending and let me hold you."

It was odd and slightly jarring to hear him speak so causally about that topic as if he was completely certain you returned his feelings. You did return them, but the fact he blatantly called you out while the lingering sting of his hips bashing into your own still brewed between your thighs was almost nauseating. Though while shame warmed your insides you didn't need to be told twice as you relaxed into his hold, fingers curling into his blonde and purple locks as he shifted forward to plant a kiss on your neck.

⪧ Haitani Ran

As Ran stirred from his borderline coma like slumber he jerked back the duvet covering him as a smug grin settled on his face. Tucking a hand behind his head as he leaned back acting like he hadn't been momentarily panicking forgetting he had given you clearance to do as you please even if he's asleep. With you mouth full of his cock you couldn't tease him or call the man out so you settled for quirking an eyebrow and fixing an unimpressed gaze his way. As one of his large hands moved down to caress your face settling in to rub at your scalp as he gently guided you further down his length, his hips jerking upwards as a groan left him when you gagged harshly from him hitting the entrance to your throat. Eyes having slipped shut to focus on wedging him as far into your throat, despite the odd angle, as you could you hadn't noticed him taking out his phone. Nor had you noticed him flexing his stomach as he posed and held his arm above his head to take a picture. You did notice how ever when the flash went off, bright colours splotching across your eyelids just moments before you tugged off his cock. Finger curling around his spit soaked cock lazily rubbing at it you rested your cheek against his thigh, "Is that for you or. . . ?"

"I'm going to send it to Sanzu if that's alright with you."

The only response you gave was a hum as you moved to mouth at the side of his cock. Getting lost in your own cock drunk world you didn't notice Ran panicking until he smacked your head which caused you to jerk into a sitting position as you glared at him.

"I accidentally sent it to a group chat."

It is safe to say Ran did not even get pity sex for several days, he did however get a big bruise on his thigh from where you socked him out of shock and irritation more than anger.

[thebisexualdogdad]

No touching - Evan Buckley x M!Reader

"Really Buck, you already have a boner?" You laugh as you and your boyfriend settle in to watch some adult films.

"I've been waiting for this all day! When you said you wanted to try watching porn together I made a list in my head of all my favorites I wanted to show you," Buck says eagerly whipping his shirt off.

"That is the most Evan Buckley thing I have ever heard you say," you smile, removing your own shirt and taking a seat next to him on the couch.

His laptop is set up on the coffee table while he searches for the first video.

He leans back as the first video plays and it shows a group of six male firefighters undressing in a locker room.

"Is this something you've fantasized about Buckley?" You say with a grin.

"I mean I can't lie when you first started working with us, there were so many times I wanted to take you right there in the locker room all hot and sweaty and nearly naked," he says, giving you a chaste kiss before intently watching the video.

He refrains from touching himself not wanting to cum so quickly but you see him squirming in his seat, his bulge only getting bigger and that starts to turn you on.

The firefighters in the video are now sucking each other's dicks and Buck is palming himself through his pants.

A few minutes later you both strip down to your boxers, erections standing tall as the firefighters are spread out across the locker room fucking each other.

"You know that one kind of looks like you," you chuckle, pointing to one of the guys that is bent over a bench and getting railed.

"Why do you think I like this video so much? I imagine you're the one behind him," he smirks.

When you can't resist touching yourselves anymore you get rid of your boxers and move onto the next video, this one is more of a home video, camera quality isn't great but the guys sure are hot which more than makes up for it.

"That guy has got to be at least nine inches," Buck says slowly stroking his cock.

"Imagine getting fucked by a dick that big," you say watching his hand move up and down while you stroke your own cock.

"Who says I haven't? A beefy bisexual firefighter gets you a lot of action in this town," Buck grins.

You share a laugh and return your attention back to the video of the smaller built man getting demolished by his giant boyfriend.

Buck is moaning and playing his nipples, flicking and pinching them.

You want so badly to lean over and start sucking on them but you agreed earlier that you wouldn't touch each other wanting to enjoy the experience of only getting off with your own hands.

Your hand starts moving faster, glancing back and forth from the video to Buck.

Yours and Bucks moans are mixing with the moans coming from the video and you swear you could listen to this forever.

The man pulls out and the video does a close up of the other guy's gaping hole.

"Fuck I would to have my way with that hole," you groan.

"And I'd love to watch you," Buck winks at you.

Well that was something you two would definitely be talking about later.

The man in the video continues to pound the guy, Buck throwing his head back against the couch as he nears his release.

"Shit," he grunts, slapping his pecks and roughly tugging on his nipples.

"Buck," you moan, tumbling over the edge at the sight.

You cum all over your stomach and Buck smirks, stroking himself so fast when he cums some of it splashes on his face.

"Fuck you're so hot," you say licking his cum off his chin.

"I thought we weren't going to touch each other?" He grins.

"Well that was while we were jerking off, now it's fair game and I need you to get to the bed right now so I can eat your ass before I fuck you," you tell him.

"Race you there," he smiles, quickly getting up from the couch and running towards the bedroom.

"You're so in for it Buckley," you say chasing after him.

[bluefuckboy]

*in a trenchcoat* can i get one where Kiri and Bakugo are tryna get the reader to cum, fingers only and also In there mouth

*pulls my own trenchcoat open*

You wanna buy a sundial?

Psych the sundial is porn lol

It’s gotten to the point where you don’t know who’s fingers are where as you writhe in Kirishima’s lap.

There are two fingers in your cunt and one in your mouth currently, but it feels like you’ve been toyed with for hours. In reality it’s only been about twenty minutes, but within that time, you’ve had Bakugo finger you to the edge of an orgasm, stopping right before you came so Kirishima could “join in on the fun” as the blonde put it.

Another finger presses past your lips, rubbing at your gums before hooking into your jaw to pull it down. You can hear Bakugo make a comment about how much you’re drooling but you don’t care. Your’e too busy trying to get the thick fingers scissoring you open deeper inside of you. Your clit is screaming for attention, but neither the red head nor the blonde have even touched it.

The fingers in your mouth pull out and the rough pad of one of their thumbs rubs over your bottom lip. It makes you shiver, already so overstimulated as your hips buck, desperately trying to find friction for your throbbing clit. The fingers push back in your mouth, sliding under your tongue and making you drool in a manner that must be obscene.

Kirishima’s deep voice rumbles through his chest. “So fuckin hot…”

Another finger presses inside you and you squirm at the intrusion. Bakugo shushes you and then he says something that makes your stomach drop.

“Hey Ei, she’s got another hole that needs filled….”

The sound that comes from the back of your throat is muffled by the fingers shoved down it as a slender digit presses into your cunt, gathering the slick dripping from you. The finger drags it back, brushing over your asshole and making your body jerk. Your throat is spared in favor of the fingers in your mouth going between your cheeks to drag your own spit along your asshole.

A finger works its way in and you go rigid. The fingers in your cunt pull out slightly to allow the probing one in your ass to push past the tight rings of muscle. Whimpers spill from your lips and then a small cry is ripped from your throat when your cunt is stuffed once again. The finger in your ass slips back to expertly massage around your twitching hole and then another finger joins it.

The stretch has you whimpering and then you’re cumming. Your cunt bares down on the beefy fingers filling it as the rest of your body tightens. You can feel wet gushing out of you as you convulse. Your whole body feels tight and then you’re gasping for breath as the tension breaks, waves of pleasure washing over you.

It’s no surprise you pass out shortly after. Which is probably for the best since you would have been livid seeing Kirishima and Bakugo fist bump before going to clean you up.

[xandria]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 : ᴄᴏᴄᴋᴡᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ

   — includes : Bokuto, Hinata, Tendou

𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 : 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘮, 𝘥𝘶𝘣𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘵

♡ this man is too pure, does it just to be close to you ♡ innocent and wholesome, that’s how it always starts anyways ♡ he promises he only has pure intentions when he approaches you ♡ “wanna be as close as we can” 🥺 ♡ he whines it out like a justifiable reason as he slides your panties to the side ♡ you want to believe him, you want to trust he'll behave ♡ 100% does not behave though, honestly, this is your fault, you know better ♡ you know how quickly he comes undone buried in your tight, wet heat ♡ not that he cares though, he's positively shameless ♡ he definitely wants to do it in a dark room with friends because he can   ♡ gets off on the idea that he’s balls deep in you and no one in the room knows ♡ but you know better, so why the hell did you agree to this? ♡ oh, that's right

- ♥ -

   His strained gasp sounds off in your ear, shaky and stifled, caught in his throat as you clench around him. With his lips pressed to your ear, you are going absolutely insane with each subtle noise he makes, each stuttering breath from the way you affect him going straight to your cunt and making you soak around him.

Your muscles ache from the tension of trying to stay still, and the way his breath comes out ragged and unsteady let's you know he's in the same shape. Luckily, his labored breathing can't be heard over the movie playing in front of you, and no one can see underneath the blanket, where your dress is hiked up to your waist, Bokuto's shorts pushed down slightly, and every inch of his cock stuffed inside you. His hot breath on the back of your neck, the way his lips graze the shell of your ear, his taught chest and chiseled arms embracing you tightly, it is taking everything within you not to jerk your hips violently. You can tell by the way his heavy pants in your ear get louder, and his roaming hands become more grabby that your little 'cuddling season' is getting very dangerous very quickly. 

You freeze when Bokuto moves slightly to adjust his position laying on the couch. At least, that's what you hope it looked like from above the blanket, because beneath it, he just angled his hips to pull back an inch and then push forward, sighing deeply through his nose as he presses the head of his cock as far as it will go. You inhale sharply, wincing when it makes a louder noise than you wished for, then relaxing after a few moments of no one noticing. Only when his tip is hugged tightly to your cervix does he settle back into stillness. You want to turn and glare at him, but the lethal grip his biceps have around your waist keeps you stationary in his arms as his large palms roam your sides.

"Kou," you whisper in a warning tone that he doesn't register. He simply buries his face in your hair and hums happily in response, pleased that you are calling out to him. You look up to assess the potential risk around you. Atsumu is the most likely to notice first, as he is sitting on the couch right beside you, but he also seems the most distracted, idly chatting with Hinata during the movie. Ok, you figure, if you can just keep Bokuto in check, maybe you can keep from-

Your breath catches in your throat, thoughts interrupted, when bokuto's hands suddenly slide underneath your shirt, palming your breasts. Teasing your nipples with his fingers, he pinches your sensitive buds, and whether it be involuntary or as revenge for his teasing, your hips jerk back into him, and your walls squeeze his cock tightly, something you immediately regret.

His head falls back and he sighs in pleasure a little too loudly.

A few of your friend's eyes are now on you, specifically Atsumu's, who's staring hard at the two of you with rightful suspicion, before he says a phrase that you and Bokuto, unfortunately, know all too well.

"Hands check!" At the order of the blonde, you and Bokuto raise your hands from under the blanket to show that they aren't up to anything nefarious, and your friends, satisfied, return their attention to the movie.

Thank god they didn’t ask y'all to stand up.

Some time passes and you start to get hopeful, Bokuto seemingly behaving himself as he lays still on the couch behind you. Your friends start to leave one by one, and you actually think for a moment that you'll get out of this scandalous situation with the entirety of your dignity intact. That is, until another guest exits, leaving only Atsumu and Sakusa left, and you feel sudden suspicion and dread at how your boyfriend starts glancing between them and the door. You are moments away from giving Bo a small reminder of patience when he opens his mouth to address the remaining guests.

“Okay guys, I’ll be completely honest, I’m balls deep in y/n right now and getting pretty into it, so, if you wouldn’t mind heading out!”

The small, lingering moment of silence after your boyfriend's announcement rings loudly in your head, and you will yourself to be less aware of your friend's deadpan stares.

“...Really, Bokuto? Really?” Atsumu’s jeers, and then starts laughing. 

“Y/n, I’m sorry.” Sakusa regards you, apologizing on behalf of the two fools in the room. 

“...It’s fine...“ You mumble from behind your hands, burning red with embarrassment. 

You can just feel the beefy man behind you beam with excitement as he watches your friends stand and leave. He’s on you the second the door is closed, moaning lowly in your ear,

“M’fucking dying to finish what I started,”

♡ needs it for naps 🥺 ♡ this pretty boy isn’t often tuckered out, but when he is ♡ he still wants to be close to you sooo bad  ♡ just needs to hold you and feel you wrapped around him  ♡ so he’ll crawl into bed, pulling you into his grip ♡ burying his face in your hair and his cock in your cunt <3 ♡ and just, pass out like that ♡ heaven for him, sometimes inconvenient for you. ♡ don’t even think of trying to move though, this is his sacred time  ♡ even if you could escape his beefy grip, ♡ he’s a light sleeper :) and grumpy when waken from naps :) ♡ oh, and he takes it real personally if you ruin his precious cockwarming naps

- ♥ -

   You knew you should’ve said no… you’ve got groceries to get and a meeting to catch, but, when your tanned, beefy, exhausted-looking boyfriend walked through the door with heavy steps and spotted you on the couch with those tired hooded eyes, you just couldn’t resist what came next. 

When he crawled over to you with that lazy smile, a husky “hey there, pretty puppy” falling from his lips, when he wraps his strong arms around your torso and pulls you in, and especially when he grinds lazily against your ass, moaning a few praises before pulling your panties to the side and stuffing himself inside. Every single time, he hums happily at the way you have to adjust, twitching and whimpering in his grip, before relaxing into his form, and every single time, he is asleep within moments.

A while later, you try to glance at the clock, your movements limited by the big spoon embrace he has you trapped in, and you just know it’s probably time to get up. 

But… the soft hum of your boyfriend’s warm breath is on your neck, coming out in steady huffs, his nose nuzzled up to the skin behind your ear, and fuck. You thought you had stronger will power than this. 

With his warm embrace, the way his heartbeat thuds rhythmically against your back, his taught chest rising and falling with his peaceful sleep… Honestly, nothing would have made you get out of this heavenly embrace, except maybe, the burden of responsibilities, or maybe the ache of your hips from being wrapped up with your knees toward your chest for so long. You try to shift your hips to a more comfortable angle, and he twitches inside of you, reminding you of how positively filled you are right now. 

You huff, from sensation and frustration, and when the wall of muscle behind you doesn’t wake, you try your luck again. You push your legs against his thighs, trying to break free from the curled position his legs had pushed you in. You manage to free yourself some wiggle room, and you hopefully start to squirm your way out of his arms, when a sudden grip on your wrist catches your attention. 

“What’re you doing?” His tired voice grumbles out, almost innocently, but you know better, you’ve been caught. 

“I was… I have-“ You’re interrupted with your own gasp when he thrusts forward suddenly, pushing his now hardening cock deeper into you.

“You were what, baby? I thought you were being my cocksleeve,” he coos out the degradation with such dripping affection you almost feel guilty for waking him up from his nap. He leans in with a sigh, placing soft and sweet kisses on the skin of your neck, right below your jaw. “You’re so perfect as my little cocksleeve…”

“Shoyo,” You sigh in pleasure and relief, your eyes fluttering closed at his soft touches and warm praises, mistakenly taking his kind demeanor as a sign you were in the clear. You gasp in shock when he flips you over on your stomach in a mere moment.

“But, you woke me, so” He says, his sudden tone almost alarmingly dismissive as he sits up from you, leaving you whining at the loss of his warm chest on your back. He grips your hips in his large hands with vigor, “Now I have to punish you, okay?”

“S-Sho! Wait!” Your fingers grasp at the sheets as you tense. “Can’t,” is all he gives you, running a rough palm down your spine to squeeze your ass harshly.

“You’re my puppy, aren’t you? That means you’ll let me use you when I need you, right?”

♡ he does it to tease himself, and you ♡ can you tell this man is a masochist AND a sadist? ♡ can you tell this man has an orgasm denial kink AND an edging kink? ♡ ok anyways ♡ he’s fucking wild so he finds it hottest in really risky situations  ♡ catch him pushing your skirt up and telling you to be quiet in the corner of a crowed train <3 ♡ or how about on the balcony of a crowded party? ♡ a sea of dancing people behind him, a night sky of city lights and passing cars in front of you ♡ he’ll hold you in place while spilling filth into your ears ♡ after all, as long as you stay still ♡ he just looks like a good caring boyfriend, hugging his girlfriend on the balcony <3

- ♥ -

   Music and muffled voices pound dully through the glass of the closed balcony doors, colored lights flash in your periphery, mostly blocked by Tendou’s looming frame behind you as the cold wall of the balcony is pressed tight against your chest. Your fingers white-knuckle the railing in tight fists, attempting to ground yourself, as the painful stretch of your boyfriend's cock threatens to do you in. He's only halfway in you, and your head is spinning as he barely pushes more of himself inside.

Your hips jerk forward to escape the harsh stretch of his cock, but the tense tightness of your cunt won't allow you any reprieve, only succeeding to suction him in tighter as you pull forward. 

“S-Shit, you better stop fucking doing that, sweet girl.” His long fingers have a mean grip on your hips, your skirt bunched in his knuckles, and you can practically feel purple forming beneath his fingertips. 

He waits for you to still and then sinks farther into you. You twitch again, and he reprimands you with a harsh warning squeeze to your thigh, leaving the flesh tender and aching.

“Better listen to me pretty thing, or I’ll have to pull out and leave you an empty mess on this balcony.”

“No! Satori, please,” you pant, the muscles of your thighs and ass trembling from trying not to push back into his agonizingly still hips. 

His long, curved, perfect cock is slowly driving inch by inch into your wet heat, dragging his pronounced head against your sweet spot at a speed so slow you could choke. 

You whine and grab desperately at his hands, the one on the railing and the one digging painfully into your hip.

“I said, stay still angel, or this whole party will see how fucking desperate you are for me," he moans lowly, voice deep and taunting, a stark contrast to the soft kiss he plants on your cheek. He fists the flesh of your hip harder, despite you keeping yours just as still as his, and you whimper.

"Don't get us caught, and maybe I’ll give you what you want,” he practically growls in your ear, his killer grip on the balcony making the veins in his hands protrude. The throbbing of your bruised hip under his large grip and the dripping lust from his voice is too much, your knees shake and a deep, broken whine leaves your throat. Tendou shivers, releasing his hand on your side to wrap his strong arm across your waist, trapping you against him. He moans into your hair, deeply inhaling your scent.

“Fuck, unless, that's what you want, huh? You just tightened around me, does getting caught stuffed full of my cock turn you on, slut?” He's growling in your ear and you whimper, your head falling back to his shoulder, tender walls fluttering around his cock. He leans down and groans against the skin of your neck, taking the opportunity to trap you in a tighter hug against the balcony and finally push his cock into you to the hilt. His lips smile against the side of your throat as you gasp.

“That is what you want, isn’t it? You’re just a filthy fucking slut for me, aren’t you? My dirty little whore,” You quiver around him as he grunts in your ear, his aching cock twitching against your cervix. 

You can tell by the way his voice shakes and grows huskier, and the way he tightens his arm around your waist, fingertips digging forcefully into your soft flesh, that he is just as weak and trembling with pleasure as you are.

“I should just fuck you right here on this balcony, shouldn’t I? Let everyone below us, everyone at this party see how good I fuck you, show them how hard I make you cum, yeah?” He’s practically panting in your ear, his cock painfully still, and painfully hard, straining in your tight, gummy walls.

“I’ll spread you open and show the whole world you’re mine, you want that?” His iron restraint has held up until now, his hips jutting forward in a moment of weakness, jolting you into the cold balcony and making you cry out his name.

“Yes, please! Tori! I’m yours!”

The pleased, sadistic chuckle that tumbles from his throat is low and vibrates you to your soaking core.

“That’s my fucking girl,”

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

What do you think of a big beefy himbo absorbing guys mostly on accident? Like he just loves to cuddle his smaller friends and he accidentally pulls them into himself while he was squeezing them in a big hug. The bashful adorable hunk doesn't know his own strength.

Or possibly the hunk got a sports scholarship at a distant college and doesn't want to leave a few of his friends behind, so he ingests them in various ways. They'll always be with him as beefy mass. 💪

Oh dude I love stuff like that, it’s always really fun to me.

Despite how the guy looked, he was a total sweetheart. People would see the muscle-bound guy with clothes a bit too tight that stood taller than most and expect him to be a self-important jerk. But he was a gentle giant, always smiling and friendly, with lots of friends. And he was really cuddly, too--he seemed to just scoop everyone up into his arms for a big hug whenever the mood struck him. It made him endearing and most people got along with him. There was just that...mm...slight issue, of course, where he did it without a shirt on. Which happens more often than people might think--he never wore them at home or at the gym, so in most casual settings, his body was fully on display. That didn’t stop him from hugging people, but that was the issue, too. Sometimes he’d pull a buddy of his into a tight bear hug, and there’d be a wet slurping noise, and then he was just hugging himself after accidentally absorbing his friend. His body wasn’t as kind as he was, and when it had fresh meat pressed against it, it took it all. And of course he’d always feel bad when he noticed that he’d gotten bigger again and his friend was missing, but he’d always forget what happens by the time he’s going in for the next hug. But his body never forgot what to do when a guy was being shoved against it: friend or not.

The plan had been for all of them to go to the same college--it had always been the plan, of course. They’d been friends since childhood and they wanted to enjoy their adult life together, too. But he didn’t get into that school. He had the skills as an athlete, but they were much more academically focused, and his grades never compared. He was rejected and it made him feel awful--until he got a different acceptance letter, across the state, on an athletic scholarship due to some scouting. And he felt a lot better! Until he realized it meant moving, and that meant being away from his friends that he had promised to spend his adult life with. And he knew he couldn’t make them try applying at that school, too. So there was only one answer left that made any sense. On the day he was leaving, they got together and had a good time, and then he ate them all. Five friends went into him with ease--one in his chest, one in each armpit, one snarled down his gullet, and one simply pushed into him and absorbed into his mass. They wiggled and squirmed and begged, but it didn’t save them, and digestion was quick and relentless. By the time he was getting in the car to drive off, they’d already stopped moving, and he was happy to have his friends by his side with him.

[jangofctts]

omg I just read so much of your writing and I’m 🥺🥰🥲🥵 the absolute royalty shit that we see here today. i’ve recently discovered I am very into ~thigh riding~ so do u have any thots on how our boys (especially our clone babes) feel about it? much obliged

IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS ALL DAY KEJHKJRH SO HERE YOU GO OMG

boba: yEs--boba absolutely adORES when you crawl into his lap and straddle his thigh. he’ll either pat his lap and invite you up or it’s one of those times when he’s intentionally ignoring you and you have force your way onto his lap so he has to pay attention. imo the first time you ride his thigh you weren't intending to, you wanted to fuck him but with boba, if you want something from him he’s gonna do it his way or twist it into something to tease you. so he’ll say something like “if you’re so desperate, ride my thigh” or maybe “ride my thigh and then we’ll see if you deserve my cock.” he’ll sit back and enjoy the show with a smug grin, one hand gripping your hip. he’s not controlling your pace, it’s mostly just there as an anchor bc you’re gonna be doing all the work. you’re lucky if you get to ride his bare thigh, but most of the time he’s got pants on so they always end up soaked after you cum and boba always teases you for it, “ruined another pair of pants, little one” but really he isn't even one to talk, he’ll be rock hard and leaking through his pants too. he’ll also nine times out of ten put his fingers or thumb into your mouth to suck on while he flexes and pushes the hard muscle of his thigh up to your cunt. he likes that satisfaction of knowing that even his thigh can make you shudder and whine his name--a bit of a power trip esp if he’s sitting on the throne. he’ll fuck you nice and hard afterwards if you’re a good little princess for him          

din: din wants you to ride the beskar thigh plating. he doesn't realize it’s a thing he finds arousing until you sit over his thigh and he sees the heat from your thighs fog up the metal while your arousal smears over the shiny beskar. literally it’s like something just CRACKS in him and he goes feral for it. a dark thrill that comes from seeing your cunt drip over his precious armor, something so sacrilegious that shouldn't be arousing but it’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen. sure, it’s a bit cold at first but the more you get into it the quicker it heats up--it’s slippery too, not a lot of friction unless you drag your clit over the seams of the armor, but with din’s hands holding onto your hips and dragging you over his thigh, it’s not long before you cum. din is gonna be encouraging you the whole time, just a constant flow of praise and little moans of his own. he might bury a hand in your hair or slip off his glove and touch your clit when your hips roll up into his hand. he’d loose his mind if you lended a hand and palmed him through his pants. he doesn't even care if he ruins his trousers, he’s just so...fixated on the hypnotic motions of your hips rolling over his thigh, your wetness dripping off the plating and onto the floor. he might focus on your mouth, parted with gasping moans or how they roll the syllable of his name. he likes to watch you come undone like this, shuddering and whiney as you cum and eventually roll off his thigh. he probably busts a nut right then and there if you start to roll your tongue over the beskar, happily cleaning up the mess you made. but....sometimes...lick it off himself just to get a taste of you       

paz: big boy blue ALSO likes when you ride his beskar, but he likes it better when the armor is off and he gets to feel your wetness for himself. he has big ol’ beefy thighs and likes when you straddle one and start to ride him like that. imo he likes it when youre pressed up right near his cock so when you roll forward your own thigh brushes against his cock. it’s also just easier for him to grab your hips, set a pace and watch you squirm and whine. ngl he’s more interested in fucking you, so he’ll get cheeky and start jerking his thigh or holding you in place while he circles his thumb over your clit. p much will sabotage your wild ride and convince you to slide onto his cock instead. though,....if you were to tie him up, tease him bye riding his thigh, he might like that :)  

rex: oH rexY BOY--listen, rex has heard ALL about thigh riding, or rather what the clones like to call it, “paint job”. he doesn't understand the big deal, thinks that it’d be a complete hassle to clean and what not. in my oPiNiOn he’ll be sitting with you in an empty break room or on a couch, you both have feelings for each other but nothing's been said yet. somehow the topic of paint jobs come up and he tells you what he thinks and how it “couldn't possibly feel good, blah blah blah”. you just roll your eyes and you ask if he’s even tried it. he definitely blushes and mumbles out a no and with a leap of faith you ask him if he wants you to ride his thigh. baby boy rex gets very shy and embarrassed about it but he’s not gonna say no. so you’ll flash him a little grin and peel off your pants and your over shirt, make rex relax against the back of the couch/chair and sit over his plastoid covered thigh. even though when you start to grind on his thigh you still have your underwear on, rex with pick a corner of the room to just stare at. it’s not because he doesn't like you, he’s just incredibly shy and afraid he’ll cum in his pants if he looks at you. you gotta cup his jaw and force him to look at you. when that happens his eye will immediately drop to between your legs and just moan at the sight. he gets it now. seeing your arousal that’s already leaking through the thin fabric and staining the blue and white plastoid--he has to grip the fucking sidearm to anchor himself. his armor is one of the only things that he owns and is proud of, so seeing you riding his thigh, moaning and whimpering his name he goes wild for that shit. unfortunately he does end up cumming in his pants but eh fuck it. it was worth it   

cody: he likes when you ride his thigh in semi public places like the 79′s, debrief room, gunships, you name it. imma explain the 79′s scenario bc im a whore but anyway, cody likes to bring you on dates there, one because the drinks are free for him, two it’s dark and so unless someone is really looking at the two of you, it’s pretty secluded. he always chooses a back corner table and after a couple drinks you start to get handsy--nuzzling his neck and wiggling your fingers between the gaps separating his thigh and codpiece. it alWAYS starts like that. cody will chuckle, push his nose into your neck and nibble a line up to your ear, then bite down onto the cartilage. in that dark, rumbly voice he might sigh “such a depraved little creature. we’re in public”. but you can feel his smile and how is pulse quickens under your fingertips. cody will sigh and shake his head as he pulls you onto his lap, bUT--he’s gonna have you with your back to his chest plate, your dress/skirt/pants rolled up or down just barely in the view of anyone who glances over or looks a little closer. it’d be no secret what you both were up to but cody likes that. dude doesn't have any shame and so he’ll wrap an arm over your hip, push you panties to the side and slide his fingers through your folds. once they're coated in your arousal he might pop them into his mouth or yours, clean them off then flex his thigh onto your pussy. when he asks you to grind on his thigh you readily agree. while you ride his thigh he’ll nibble at your throat and suck bruises onto your skin, either watching your wet pussy slide over the plastoid armor or on the look out in case one of his brothers comes near. one time, just as you started to cum, a couple fresh shiny’s got an entire eyeful of you arching and burying your nose into cody’s neck as he rolled his fingers over your clit. safe to say they were a bit spooked--but of course, cody thought it was the funniest thing and couldn't stop laughing even if you were close to tears with embarrassment. now....he doesn't invite anyone to watch, but he wouldn't say no to a few prying eyes          

wolffe: I feel like with wolffe, it’s gonna be right after a mission--one of you might've almost died or gotten real hurt so he’s not thinking about fucking you properly--he just want his mouth on yours, hands buried in your hair as he pins you against the wall. I dont think he initially meant for you to ride his thigh, but when he wedges it between your legs and you moan into his mouth the second he increases the pressure, he freezes. he’ll do it again and when it receives the same reaction from you he smirks and tugs on your hair and might say smthn like “you like that? if you wanted to ride my thigh you could've asked sooner”. he’s either focused on your face or on your pussy, just soaking up all your little reactions or twitches when you roll your cunt over the plastoid. he'll have both hands on your hips, helping you grin up on him, while you either cup his face or grip his arm. either way youre in for a wild fucking ride--wolffe tbh wants to see his armor dripping by the time he’s done with you. sO do nOT be surprised if he just, doesn't let you stop, pushes you to keep going until he’s satisfied. imo I think he’ll make you lick it up after, or just in general would really Like It if you run your tongue over any part of his armor. he likes to be Appreciated :)

wrecker (im sorry I just nEEDed to include him kejkejh): honestly since baby boy wrecker is uh, so big, thigh riding is some of the first things you try with him. you’ll both be butt ass naked bc it’s just easier to explore like this, and while wrecker is eager he knows he has to think about his strength in order not to overwhelm or hurt you unintentionally. he’s a bit of a goof ball so when you straddle his thigh and bring his thicC fingers to your cunt he’ll smile and say some shit like “wow, you’re wet” or like “is it always this wet/soft?” he doesn't mean for it to be teasing, it's more like he’s just stating a fact bc he’s curious about you. you just nod and say it’s all for you, baby/only for you. the second you put your cunt over his thigh he’ll curse and clamp his hands around your hips or ribcage, and just to make the experience all that better for him, you’ll jerk him off while you ride him. wrecker is very vocal/loud and so you’ll know exactly what you’re doing that he likes--he’ll probably tell you how pretty you look, or how good you smell etc., that bOY IS SO FULL OF LOVE and just wants to tell you! it doesn't take long for him to spill into your hand, he shakes and no doubt wakes up half the barrack/ship but who the fuck cares. you just smile and continue to ride his thigh, chasing your own thigh. once he recovers a bit, you can grab his fingers and show him how you like to be touched. he’s a surprisingly quick learner with this and so it doesn't take long for you to cum. afterwards he’ll run his fingers over his thigh, collect the mess you left and taste you and maybe say “you should ride my face. can we do that?”     

[navegandoaciegas]

I’d love to see some car/bike/plane sex because why not :)

Travelling with Bucky would include:

Kinktober 4/31: sex in public places

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (beefy!bucky, smut, explicit language, sex in public places, rough sex, anal/oral/vaginal sex)

A/N: Day 4 of @itgetsdarksometimes35 Spooky Challenge/Kinktober.

bucky’s favorite activity is taking you on long, scenic rides on his black honda bike

you love the thrill of speeding along the empty streets at sunrise, the loud rumble of bucky’s bike the only sound for miles. he loves your tight hold on his waist and your warm body agaist his back

you let your hands roam on his leather jacket lower and lower until you’re palming his cock through his jeans, feeling him grow hard and throb underneath you with each stroke

you can’t hear a word he says, but you can feel his back vibrate with a grunt

he takes the closest exit and drives a couple of miles until you reach a secluded area. the bike slows down until it comes to a stop and you both get out of your helmets

“what do you think you’re doing, kitten, teasin’ me like that?” he murmurs, hands hiking up your skirt and stopping just before your soaked panties “you like acting like a little slut, don’t you?”

“i love it” you purr, knowing damn well what the punishment for doing dangerous things like touching him while he drives is

as predicted he takes you against his bike, your skirt bunched at your waist, his grip on your breast brusing as he pounds into you from behind

“oh my god, harder, fuck me harder” you beg, drool coming out of your mouth and eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“so tight, made for me, look how well you’re taking my cock baby”

he loves leaving bitemarks and hickeys all over your neck

also loves forcing your mouth open and spitting inside it, “now swallow like the good slut you are babygirl”

“cum doll, i want you to cum all over my cock and make a mess of yourself, wanna watch as i make you fall apart”

nothing compares to the feeling of you clenching on his cock, you walls fluttering around him as pleasure wrecks through you

your whole body tenses up and your release spills out of you and all over his cock. the beautiful wanton moans you let out and the way you scream his name make tip him over the edge

he keeps pummeling inside you until he feels his own release get close

“fuck doll, i’m so close, im gonna-“

he yanks you down on your knees and shoots his load all over you, panting your pretty face with his cum

he groans when he sees you lick your lips clean and collect some of his cum on your fingers, pushing it in your mouth

“god baby, you’re so fuckin’ perfect. what’d i do to deserve you”

cleans you up because he’s a gentleman

you ride into the sunrise to your next destination

very much like babies, bucky tends to fall asleep when he rides shotgun, and you love stealing glances of his sweet scrunched up face as he snoozes peacefully

very fussy and clingy when he wakes up

“doll” he whines “pull over please, wanna stretch m’ legs”

he will leave sloppy wet kisses all over your neck and cup your pussy while you try to drive without crashing the car

clearly doesn’t practice the road safety he preaches

ignores your scolding and keeps being a needy asshole until you pull over. literally jumps on you and slants his mouth agaist yours as soon as you turn off the engine

he lets his tongue explore your mouth whilst cradling your neck with his prosthetic hand, while the flesh one travels to you core, and finds you wet and aching for him

“didn’t you want to stretch your legs?” you ask

“i don’t mind stretching something else”

hands roaming all over your body, yours mussing up his hair, you feel the need for him build quickly in your cunt

you know those windows are gonna get all fogged up

he’s so beefy and tall that he keeps hitting his shins on the shift and slamming his head against the door, making you giggle

“i miss that tight little pussy of yours babygirl” he murmurs between kisses

you ride him on the backseat, your clothes still on, his hands rough as they knead your flesh and leave bruises all over your skin as you bounce your ass up and down his cock

you’re all sweaty and out of breath, but you only care about the pleasant burn of him stretching you and the throbbing ache in your pussy

“i wouldn’t mind stretching that little ass either, you know”

he gets his fingers wet with your slick and prods your puckered hole, getting you ready before sliding one past your tight rim

you feel an orgasm build up at the fullness of his cock in your pussy and his fingers in your ass

“fuck, ‘m so close baby, don’t stop, you feel so good inside me”

you keep bouncing on him as he slides his fingers in and out of your rim

“please bucky, i want you to fuck my ass too, stretch this tight little hole with your cock” you whine, and he doesn’t need to be told twice before pulling out of you and turning you around with your back to his chest

he lines his cock with your entrance and slams himself past your rim while his hand furiously rubs against your clit

“‘m gonna cum baby, gonna fill your ass up so good with my cum”

waves of pleasure overcome you and the coil inside your core snaps. you cum hard, your release gushing out of you while he shoots his load inside you

bucky loves watching his cum drip out of your abused holes when he’s done with you, especially loves the way your rim quivers around nothing, missing the fullness only he can give you

can never not make fun of you...

“what, i stretched you too much baby? need me to pull over?” he will tell you with a chuckle everytime he sees your squirm on your seat

...but you love him anyways

you fly first class because of that avenging money

you’re relaxing on your very reclined seat, watching the same movie for the hundreth time and enjoying a glass of white wine

you feel yourself getting drowsy until your hear the sharp sound of the curtains sliding on the metal railing

“doll, ‘m bored” bucky mumbles, laying next to you and nuzzling onto your side

“watch a movie?”

“i don’t like the ones they have”

“sleep”

“‘m not tired”

“listen to music”

“don’t feel like it”

you huff when you feel him peppering soft kisses along your jawline

“what the hell are you doing?” you whisper shout when his hand finds its way under the fuzzy blanket that covers you

“‘m gonna make you feel so good”

you are about to protest again but his fingers delve in your folds, “already so wet for me?”

he smears your arousal around and draws circles around your swollen clit with his thumb while the rest of his hand dips in your channel

he crooks his fingers inside you until he finds the spongy spot you said you liked being touched on, and he starts jerking his hand

the vibration in your cunt and his thumb on your clit are almost too much as you writhe in pleasure and try to keep your sounds to a minimum

he whispers soft, hushed praises in your ear, “good girl, doing so well, not making a sound, i love you so fuckin’ much baby”

you cum quickly, your walls clamping down on his hand, and he swallows your wanton moans with a rough kiss

he licks his fingers clean of your arousal and cuddles you in his arms until you both fall asleep

he’s never been happier in his long life than he is with you

Sorry I couldn’t write a whole one shot today, but this weekend was super busy! I hope you liked it anyways, please leave some feedback if you can💓

[stillfoodforguys]

For a few weeks I’d been interning at this photography studio, which exclusively worked with plus-size men as their models. I can’t say I had much of the experience required for the job, I was mostly just there to gawk at all of the beefy bears. Despite my poor performance, the lead photographer called me in one day to supposedly help with an extra special job.

I stood beside the huge hunk I’d be working with, nervously avoiding eye contact with him as he confidently towered over me, completely in the nude. Everything was on show, from his chunky, hairy pecs and belly and equally girthy meat swinging between his thighs. As if I wasn’t already tense, I was suddenly overcome with dread when the photographer revealed what I’d been chosen for: to be eaten by the model for an extra-large belly shot.

The big man shrugged with indifference at the suggestion, turning to face me so he could get straight to the task assigned to him without question. Grabbing my waist, he lifted me off the ground and started stuffing me down his throat with ease. His neck was already broader than my head, only my shoulders being wide enough to make any noticeable bulge from the outside before the rest of me slid through his slimy gullet.

As my body sank into his stomach, it got hotter and hotter until the the conditions inside him were practically unbearable. I pushed back against his stomach walls as they forcefully squeezed me with a steady rhythm, which got a reaction from the man who’d consumed me. “This is intense, I’ve never felt this full. Stop moving around so we can get the shot, you’re giving me a boner!”

He modestly covered up his crotch as he had his picture taken, after which I heard the muffled voice of the photographer giving him further instructions. “Great, now for the next pic, we’ll have to wait until you’ve digested that useless intern and see how much muscle mass you gain from him.” It finally made sense why I’d been selected for this role, it was the prefect opportunity to get rid of me without any hassle.

“Well, you heard the man. I guess you’re staying inside me for good. Get back to squirming, I could do with the help getting off!” The model wandered into his dressing room and locked the door behind him, settling down to jerk himself off to the amazing sensation of my struggles deep within his gut. I protested against my fate for as long as possible, but eventually I had to submit to his body’s desire to turn me into fuel for his transformation into an even bigger, stronger man.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

um mr s u cant just put 'bottom chris calling beefy seb daddy' in the tags and leave it at that 😩 i am thinking some thots... 🥵

related to the tags on this post

I can and I will 😏

And to be honest, there's very few situations where I look at Chris and think he would call Sebastian "daddy" because Seb just screams sub to me. There are other people who I think would dom the hell out of Chris and that he would call daddy (namely Anthony Mackie because man's has a Daddy Kink™️ (that is confirmed lol) and he would charm the hell outta Evans).

However.

I do love twisting traditional dom/sub power dynamics, for example, like when I made Sebastian the top but still submissive for "I'll See You Through" making Chris get fucked while being the one to order Sebastian around, telling him how to fuck him.

But... yes. I think it's totally possible that it would just fucking hit Chris all of the sudden...

I think he would have Sebastian on top of him, because they were wrestling, testing out their strength with each other since it's been too long since they've seen one another and in that time gap, Sebastian has really, really ramped up his bulking. He's heavier than he's ever been before, muscle that makes his arms as thick as his thighs used to be.

And Chris, Chris probably got a damn good feel of how strong, how thick Sebastian is like this and just asked, just to play with it, if Sebastian could hold him down. Maybe that's what lead to the wrestling? Maybe they were already wrestling, giddy after seeing each other for the first time in a long time, and then Chris just playfully asked? Either way, Chris asks, wondering out loud if Sebastian could pin and hold him down.

Could Seb hold him down like Chris holds him down when they fuck? It's not said outright but the idea is clear there. Hold his wrists. Arms stretched up above his head. Hands close together in loose fists. One of Seb's hands fits around both of Chris' wrists. Holding. Pinning. Squeezing.

It happens. Chris can't help but get hard. And, shit, Chris can't help the sound he makes when Sebastian asks, "like this?"

But Chris wants it harder, so he says, "mmm-hmm," already struggling to hold back his knee-jerk, thighs-squeezing-together reaction, "but, just-" he trails off, feels his cheeks burn. He squirms around just a little bit, testing Sebastian's grip. Seb's clearly afraid to hurt Chris, not using all of that wonderful strength "-push down. I mean, you don't... you don't have to squeeze that hard if you don't want to. But." Pause. "Go harder, please?" Chris sweetens the deal with the please when it looks like Seb might decline the ask, on the cusp of reminding him that they've got public appearances coming up and he doesn't need obvious bruises.

"Harder," Seb repeats, seemingly unaware of the innuendo and just wanting to give him what he wants now that he's said it outright. But in order to go harder without squeezing his wrists tight together, Seb has to lean more of his body weight into Chris. And more body weight means leaning in more. More. More of Sebastian's thigh against Chris' half hard cock.

Oh.

Sebastian can feel it. Chris knows he can.

But there's silence. Not awkward silence. Silence that crackles with understanding. Chris is hard. They've been wrestling and Chris ended up under Seb, pinned and defeated (not really, he could get out, with some elbow grease), and he's hard because of it.

Well, you learn new things about yourself everyday, huh?

And in response, Sebastian does that intoxicating thing he does sometimes, if you're lucky enough to see it. The thing where he snaps from lost kitten, bumbling around adorably, to elegant and exotic. Eyes shimmering with mirth but narrowing a little as he puts the pieces together. One eyebrow twitching up in surprise. That dangerous mouth curling up into an irresistible smirk... he is composed and coiled like a snake suddenly, striking Chris with his words, purring, "is that hard enough for you?" as he rocks back and forth just a touch on top of him. Grinding his thigh into Chris' cock.

Chris minutely shakes his head. His lips won't shape the word, but he wants it harder.

Harder.

Sebastian presses down so they are touching from shoulder to knees. Sebastian is slotted higher up against Chris, pinning him now not with one hand but two. Both hands on his wrists.

He is looking down, just barely looking down, at Chris. Eyes dark. Breathing a touch heavier. Silence rings in their ears.

Chris really wants to stretch his neck up to reach Seb's lips and taste. He wants to look up and always see him staring back like that. Yes.

"Is it? Is it hard enough?" He prompts again, 'shifting' a little more but really flexing his thigh - that big, firm muscle - and grinding it up into Chris' hardening cock. Chris feels short of breath. The hairs on the back of his neck and forearms stand at attention, unused to feeling this way. "Is this hard enough for you or do you wanna feel it more?" Sebastian says, again, covertly asking Earth-to-Chris! Are you okay?

"Wanna-" he breathes, lips open, in awe and arousal, at this version of Sebastian. He is so big. So heavy. So imposing and charming and intoxicating. Chris is still sweating from their wrestling. His head is spinning. His eyes must be glassy and blown, like Sebastian's when... when Chris is the one pinned him down. The mirror image of what's going on right now. Chris clears his throat. "I wanna- I want it harder," his voice might crack. He'll never tell.

Hes never gonna tell anyone about this, he'll blush too hard to get the words out.

Seb smirks again. That smart mouth.

Oh, God.

His thigh, heavy and thick, moves with more intention. His hands stay put.

The firm pressure of his leg against his cock has Chris gasping. He wants to rut up into it but doesn't have the leverage. Sebastian is flat on top of him.

"Harder?" He asks again, his expression Cheshire-like. Very cat-who-got-the-cream. Its an arresting look on his pretty face.

Chris nods frantically. Now that he understands this is the only way he's getting anything, pinned in place, he has to accept it. And he is rapidly doing so. It's just... a lot. He's already aching, he doesn't know why. Just-

He's just in the mood for this without even knowing he was. He continues to nod. Enthusiastically but shy.

"Harder." Sebastian confirms, grinding down more.

Chris swallows a moan.

"Does it feel good?"

"Yes-"

"Yes-?" Sebastian repeats his answer the way Chris does when he, he wants Seb to... to address him as-

"Yes," it slips out, "yes, Daddy, it feels so good-"

It comes out of Chris' mouth without a thought clouding his head.

But-

He snaps his mouth shut after he realizes what he said. He doesn't even hear his own words echo back to him, he just hears the static in his own ears. His heart thumps in his chest, a fist to a drum.

Oh.

He's looking at Sebastian. He is stuck. Stuck looking at Sebastian. But also stuck flat on his back and vulnerable. Exposed. Sebastian looks eager, so eager, for Chris to have said that but at the same time is still unsure if he's into it himself. What Chris said. On accident. Seb is considering. Eager for the trust and loss of control on Chris' part but otherwise undecided.

His thigh is still moving against Chris' cock. Which. Against all odds. Is hard. Despite his internal panic. He's still hard. Maybe a little bit more hard. Maybe, no, definitely more wishing he wasn't pinned so he could grab Seb. He wants to grab Sebastian's shoulders and feel him, against him, he wants to feel those shoulders and arms. Those muscles. Flexing in top of him. Reminding him that he couldn't get away if he wanted to. He's held here. Like this. Just like this.

Finally, Sebastian cuts the tension, murmuring, "that what you want tonight baby, you want Daddy?"

A whimper bubbles out of Chris gaped mouth.

"Yeah," he shifts again, fully back to grinding his thigh against Chris' throbbing cock, he's buried his face his the space between Chris' shoulder and neck, Chris can feel his face burning with a blush in prep for his dirty talk but... the brush of his lips against the thin, sensitive skin at his neck is too much. Its intoxicating. "You want Daddy on top of you, making you feel good? Huh?"

It's so, so much harder to speak now. There is arousal rising higher and higher inside him. Choking him. But also, there's a hot, thick wave of embarrassment flooding through him. He must be red from tip to tail.

Sebastian lifts his head, blushing yet eyes dark as he says, "say it," right into Chris' mouth. "Say it and I'll let you cum."

"D-" it's so much harder the second time. But he wants to cum. He wants to say it. He wants it so bad. Because it's so good. Sebastian's thigh against him, his weight on top of him, his voice in his ears...

"Do it," he murmurs, intense. An order. Then, one of Seb's hands moves from his wrists, pinning them, to his chest. Rubbing his nipple through his shirt. Rubbing the other one too, in turn. That's not new but... being under Sebastian while he touches his chest... that is.

It's new and he likes it.

A soft noise slips right out of Chris as Sebastian more intently rubs his nipples. Oh. Pleasure sparks down his spine. His toes curl.

Seb keeps rubbing. Grinding. Encouraging him.

His nipples are tight and peaked under Seb's gentle touch, treating him like he's breakable and soft. His cock is hard and throbbing. Aching. Seb is grinding against him like he wants to make Chris cum now.

"D-daddy," he gets out, finally, a whimper chasing the word. He can't help it.

"Yeah, good- good," Sebastian encourages. Kissing him eagerly and actually taking control; his lips are soft but demanding, his tongue is shy but licks into Chris' mouth. "Say it again-" he pinches his nipples harder. He grinds harder.

"D-daddy"

"Again."

"Daddy," he gasps. Eyes squeezed shut tight. Pleasure alive inside him and crackling.

"Yeah, c'mon, one more!" He pushes.

"Daddy!" Chris moans one last time, straining against Sebastian's grip weakly as his muscles tremble from his peak. God. He can feel it in his teeth, the orgasm sneaking up on him but it's still overwhelming. He's never-

He's never felt it like this before.

He's never felt like this when he orgasms before. It's never been-

Oh, it's so intense. Not a hand to his cock. Not- fuck. There's nothing but the hot, intense friction against his cock. The friction against his nipples. The look on Sebastian's face. The knowledge that he's cumming because Seb- Daddy wants him to.

Chris wants to curl in on himself around the flames and smoke and heat. His body is shaking and tight. Normally he'd want to thrust and fuck and take when he cums. Wanting to keep prolonging his pleasure, wanting to keep going until all of the coals are gone.

But like, this, under Daddy-?

God, he wants to curl up and fist himself until he's done, gasping and crying out, but he also-? Also all he wants is for Sebastian to fucking touch him more. He wants more. He wants to keep straining against him and be unable to get away as he's, he's at Seb's mercy. Whatever he wants.

Fuck.

Not... not all the time, Chris doesn't think - brain scrambled as he recovers, chest heaving - that he'll want it to be like this all the time but, God, he could get used to this sometimes. When the mood strikes. It's different. It's good.

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