#miguel o'hara thots

[runa-falls]

do you think miguel is a tit or ass man???

ok HEAR ME OUT: miguel is a thigh man.

miguel loves your thighs. sure he loves mouthing at the sensitive swell of your tits, leaving marks on your neck, and cupping your ass when you make out, but your THIGHS...

he loves how soft they are, how they perfectly loop around his waist and tighten as you start to get closer to your high.

he loves how he can spread you apart and keep you restrained in his hold, watching himself fuck into you until you're whimpering from how far he's stretching you [though you've been getting quite flexible with how much miguel loves to manipulate your positions].

he grips hand marks over them, bites trails of loving bruises, and buries his face in between them.

but it's not just sexual. sometimes he just likes to hold onto you and know that you're near by placing a comforting hand on your leg when you're out and about.

he's a sweet boyfriend, massaging your sore muscles after a hard day of work and dotting sweet kisses over every stretch mark, loving on every part of you because you're authentic and unafraid of being you.

he stares unabashedly when your summer dresses brush against the tops of your legs as you walk by or when your leggings cling to your curves without you even trying.

he literally would die happy if you were to choke him out with them 💀 man is DOWN BAD

[thedarkcoven]

MIGUEL O'HARA THOT 2

MINORS GET THE FUCK OUT!!! Sorry not sorry! Based on some of the lyrics of a classic slutty song lol. Smut. A tease? You want more? Just lemme know if you want me to continue! Miguel is a family friend. Reader in 20s Miguel 30s/40s. Reader is 5'something and Miguel is 6'9" (apparently) , Modern day and Miguel is still SpiderMan -also inspired by Closer by NIN, cover by Asking Alexandria. If you dont like screamo/heavy metal dont click the link because there is some in the song [not gonna be the last time I use this song for writing *looks at A Trip Through the Multiverse*]

You were staying at your parents' place for a while until you were able to get back on your feet after university. Even though you told them no over and over and that it was okay because you didn't want to feel like a burden they insisted and helped you move things into your old room of your family home.

A scoff left your mouth as your parents told you that they would be throwing a barbeque and everyone they knew was invited. Yay. You hated large crowds especially ones that asked way too many questions about your personal life.

Once you slowly made your way downstairs to the commotion you noticed someone towering over the crowd. He was tall, tan, black messy curls, and he looked like a fucking absolute giant. When he turned his head slightly to say something to your mother your jaw dropped. "Miguel?!" Miguel turned and a smile spread on his face as his red eyes landed on yours. "Y/N! Hey! It's been so long! I haven't seen you since well... God you were so small! How have you been?" He asked picking you up as if you were nothing, his strong arms wrapping around you. His musky scent filled your nostrils and made your mind go crazy as you swore you could feel something hard pressing against you when he squeezed you close and then he whispered into your ear, making you shiver. "Can I speak with you... alone? Give me about twenty minutes. Go to your room and wait." You couldnt speak when he put you down. All you could do was stand there.

When you turned to go to your room your parents had asked if you were feeling okay and your response was yes just wanted to wait until everyone gathered outside due to your anxiety. The sound of your door clicking closed behind you made you turn from your window, your body shaking slightly as you sat on your plush. "My how much you've changed." When he spoke you could swear you saw sharp canines, his red eyes darkening as he came closer, towering over you as he stood in front of you. His erection straining against his pants right in front of your face, twitching as he smirked down at you. You swallowed, a whine escaping your pathetic little mouth as he leaned forward, his face inches from yours. A growl vibrated in his chest as he stared at you with hooded eyes, a large hand coming up he gripped a fist full of your hair, pulling your head back slowly. He was pressing you against him slightly a sadistic smirk on his face as his tongue ran along one of his sharp fangs. "God I'm going to have so much fun breaking you. Want me to break you?" He chuckled, already knowing the answer. "Yes." You breathed out. "Oh I know. I can smell just how fucking turned on you are for me. The sight of my cock twitching in my pants driving you fuckin wild, huh?" He stood straight, his fist still holding your hair as he brought your face against the course material of his jeans, rutting his erection against the soft plush of your cheek, precum soaking through slightly as he threw his head back with a groan. "Miggy." You whined, your throat becoming throat yet you salivated at the thought of his thick veiny cock buried deep down your throat. "Mmmm. Thats it baby. I love it when you say my name with that pathetic little whimper. So fucking desprate for me. Now beg." I LOVE YOU GUYS!! SORRY I HAD TO TEASE!!! @charmed-asylum @melodygatesauthor @moonknightly @pimosworld @abbessolute

[ivystoryweaver]

Okay. OkAY. Hear me out Ivy -- Miguel being all "we need some space" in Decadent -- and doing fine -- I mean relatively, it IS still Miguel -- but THEN someone ELSE in the lab or at work starts flirting with main character slash giving her attention and despite how desperately she wants to be with Miguel, she maybe laughs at a joke he makes a little too much and Miguel gets furiously jealous. Because...I saw this gif and got Inspired...

🥺👉👈

I'm just saying...

Oh godddd if only you could see my Decadent notes, let's just say Miguel's resolve will likely be tested. That look KILLS me, I could stare at it foreverrrr.

Keep the theories coming, I love themmmm... Ok, off to finish writing With You part 14!

[goober8000]

cockwarming miguel while he’s tinkering on one of his gadgets.

his fat cock stuffing you full. there’s a hand on your hip holding you still. as much as he wanted you to move, he had to finish what he was doing first.

miguel said he was gonna be done an hour ago but as much as you begged, he still wouldn’t move from his seat.

earlier, you had the wise idea of trying to lure him to bed with sex, but that got you stuck in your current situation; you sat all nice and pretty on his cock, face buried in his neck and fingers twisted in his hard as he tinkered away.

you were itching to move, to get any sort of friction, and miguel could tell. his hand squeezed the fat of your hip, reminding you not to squirm.

“a couple more minutes.” he said, kissing the top of your head. he sounded out of breath. you know he wanted you just as much as you wanted him, you just had to give him a little extra push.

you contracted your walls around him, squeezing his cock in a delicious way. his movement stuttered and he groaned before telling you to knock it off.

of course you wouldn’t. you needed him, and you needed him now.

squirming out of his grip, you rolled you hips against him at just the right angle where it felt amazing for the both of you.

miguel’s hands flew to your hips, grinding you down harder against him. his full attention was on you now. your fingers tightened in his hair causing him the groan out.

that was the final straw.

he swiftly pushed the rolling chair away from the desk, wrapping your legs around his waist before standing up. at least you got what you wanted (plus a little more).

[luvrxbunny]

i want him to come home from a hard day of working

maybe he’s feeling a little vulnerable but all he can do it come do bed, wrap me in his arms along with his cock in my walls

for comfort

imagine him all soft and whimpering as he ruts into you slowly

telling you how lucky he feels to be able to come home to u everyday

how you’re so perfect for him

you always make you feel better

your pussy is his favorite place to be

[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

I’m be horny on main for a second guys… (MDNI NSFW)

I’m being sooo self indulgent rn but I couldn’t participate during kinkober so bare with me y’all.

Miguel getting one those vibraters that are controlled through an app and decides to edge you all day, and you have to do your best to keep yourself under control, especially if he decides to take you to Spidey HQ of something.

And at the end of the day, you can’t take it anymore because your just so utterly horny and needy and sensitive and you’d do anything to cum. so you eventually end up on his thigh while he has it at full speed and he’s being so fucking mean about it because he loves when your all desperate and whiny and-

don’t look at me 😩😭

[melodygatesauthor]

Miguel O'Hara - Non/Dub-con Edition - Random Horny Thots #1 - Making It Fit

NSFW - NON/DUB-CON WARNING BELOW THE CUT - Virgin Reader

For @moonknightly 🫠

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"It won't fit," you whine, feeling the fat tip of Miguel's cock pushing into your tight little hole.

You are a virgin, and that excites the hell out of Miguel. He's never had a virgin before, and the thought of ripping your cunt open around him made his cock come to life faster than ever before. You were tight though, that much was obvious. Even just the head of his shaft was enough to stretch you out more than you'd ever been before.

"It's gonna fit." He grumbled, pushing in a little more.

You cry out in pain, arching your back and feeling a sob swell like a ball in your throat. You push back on his abdomen, and in response he's grabbing both of your wrists and pinning them above your head with a sticky orange-red web.

"M-Miguel I-"

"Shh," he covers your mouth in the same substance that he used for your wrists.

He's pushing your knees up by your head, and you start to cry. You writhe underneath his powerful strength, but it's useless. He slides in a little more. No amount of prep could've readied you for the tearing of your hymen around his thick girth. He groans, voice rasping in pleasure at the feeling of molding your insides to his cock.

"Told you it would fit cariño." He looks down, spitting on his dick where it met with your entrance.

You moan, but still shake your head as he keeps rolling his hips forward slowly. You're crying louder, clearly asking him to stop, but he knows you can take it. He knows you want it. Besides, the sound of your distress alone is making his cock that much harder...and makes it feel that much better.

"Mm, buena niña, keep opening that hole up for me, relax and-let-me-in." He grunts loudly as he bottoms out, balls hitting against your rear as he does.

You cry out, little body trembling wildly under his huge frame. He's looking down where you're connected as he slides back. His stomach flutters excitedly at the sight of the blood streaking over his cock. He can see where your hole ripped open, crimson leaking out and trickling around his length.

"Poor little girl, no wonder you're crying so much. Cry harder for me okay? I like hearing you desperate and sobbing for me."

He slams forward, and you cry out again. You never thought Miguel would do something like this to you. He doesn't stop though, he keeps thrusting, and the pain feels like it's killing you. He seems to love it though, every scream makes him move faster.

Miguel has seen gaping wounds that bled less than you did. He's so fucking hard over it though, reveling in the way it looks, the way it sounds...the way it smells. It smells like copper mixed with your arousal, wafting up between both of your bodies to his nostrils. Seeing the way your pussy is swallowing his fat cock so well, despite the pain, is getting him closer.

When he comes, he's a mess, drooling down his chest and still staring at the bloody opening he made. You're still sobbing, inspiring what feels like the endless stream of cum to gush out of him and fill your channel.

When he's finished, he sits back to admire his work. Your little hole is a red and white mess, leaking all over the bed in a pile. You're still gaping wide open, clearly sore and aching.

"I knew you could take it cariño, now...let's go one more time hm?"

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[inklore]

Legit can’t think of anything other then Miguel catching you trying to get off then edging you for the entire fucking night.

torment

— miguel o'hara x wife!reader

word count: 813

warnings: eighteen+ content, i haven't seen the movie yet so that's a warning i guess, unprotected p in v, multiple o's, over stimulation, dirty talk, quick bj mention, miguel is a pleasure dom don't argue with me, amorcito means sweetheart.

note: i hope you don't mind i took this idea and changed it a bit lovey because while yet i would love this, the idea of him handing out orgasms like little torture candies for his own pleasure of watching and feeling you do it drives me freaking nuts omg. i need him.

When Miguel presses two fingers onto your clit, the obscene noises that are coming from where the two of you are connected—where the squelch of your mixed fluids are composing a symphony of desire, where you're coating Miguel's cock entirely, where your thighs are slick and sticky with your own wetness—only intensify. 

Your eyes rolling back, your teeth digging into your bottom lip, and your eyelids drooping in that pitiful way that makes him smile when you turn to face him. 

Your current position has you perfectly spread for him as he spears you with his cock; in his lap, your back pressed to his chest, legs spread out on either side of his knees. 

When he walked through the door hours ago, your overjoyed smile and blissful conversation quickly turned into smirks and moans molded against his mouth. His fingers doing the talking—the steady pull of your clothes from your body, the grip on your hips as he pulled you down on top of him on the nearest surface. His claws come out for half a second, digging into your hip to tug your hips forward and back against his hardness. 

Letting you know his restraint was holding on by a thread. 

“Miss me?” His lips moved along your neck. Your nod answered with a, “gonna show me how much?” which led to you on your knees between his legs with his cock pressed against your tongue and that scowl on his brows morphing into something pleasurable and demanding—demanding of more, to fuck your throat until you forgot how to breathe properly if your lungs weren’t trying to expand around him. 

It hadn’t lasted nearly as long as you wished before he was easily pulling you from the floor and into his lap, maneuvering you into the position he wanted, his hand around your throat as he thrust up into you. Your nails digging into his arm at the tight stretch that burned through your lower half at his girth. 

And before you could even think to continue the count—before your brain hadn’t become mush from the hammering of his hips and dirty words—you had come three times. 

Or was it four?

Five?

It was hard to tell when Miguel gave you half a respite before his fingers were back on your clit and you were squirming in his lap, making his cock hit places inside of you that had you gasping for air and arching your back. 

The sensitivity that felt like pleasurable pinpricks to the muscles of your inner thighs—and your fucked swollen walls—made your body go rigid against him. “I've been thinking about this for days,” his mouth sucks at your shoulder. The brush of his teeth makes you whimper, and the nick of one of his fangs makes your back bow. “Fucking you for hours. Making you come until you’re too swollen and sensitive to take me.” 

His hips snap up in a hard thrust that has a sob pulling through your weak moans when it’s complemented with his fingers pinching your clit between them for half a second before he continues the same rhythmic pattern that has pulled so many orgasms from your pliant body—your overworked and overfucked body—for the last hour. 

“Miguel,” your lungs try to catch the breath that he’s taking from you. By his cock, his fingers, his mouth, and teeth on the pressure points of your upper half that, as always, make you putty in his fingers for him to mold and shape into the perfect little wife waiting for him back at home to use, and take apart with his cock whenever it pleased him to do so.

The words you’re looking to say, to hopefully stop the torture he’s delivering to your swollen clit, catch on a harsh moan at the back of your throat. Miguel chuckles softly against your shoulder blade before pulling his mouth from your skin. The fingers leaving indents against your hip move to your jaw to bring your gaze back to him. 

And all you can do is shake your head at the expectant arch of his brows. 

If you could curse him for looking so good right now, you would. His heavy breathing, mixed with the growls and grunts he's been doing in your ear each time you're about to come, "that's it, that's it, you're gripping my cock s'good, amorcito," and the indent of his fingers on your thighs and throat when he needs to pull you back from that pleasurable delirium that has your eyes glazing over, are the only indications that he is as much a needy mess as you right now.

That animistic need in him completely taking over.

Miguel brings your mouths together, his tongue laces your taste buds with the taste that’s so distinctively his. “Being away from you is torture. I want you to understand how that feels.”

[reveluving]

wanting more ; miguel o'hara x reader

a/n: I did it!! Heavily debated on posting this or the fluff I had in mind but this plagued my mind like crazy. S/O TO MY PRECIOUS @kirbyskisses-main FOR HELPING ME WITH THE SPANISH BIT. I wouldn't dare making this without their help 🤧💗

warnings: implied s~mut (minors DNI!), possessive!Miguel, dirty talking, one (1) spank

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Melting at the thought of Miguel holding you by the waist, your back against his chest as you both face the wide bedroom mirror. He has his face in your neck.

Your intoxicating scent, a whiff like no other, giving him an adrenaline rush thanks to his advanced sense of smell.

"Tú eres preciosa." He cooed, peppering kisses on your shoulder.

You want to shy away, but his groans would turn into growls the second he knows you're even thinking about looking away from this wonderful sight of debauchery.

Away from his intense red eyes as he expressed his insatiable hunger for you.

The best thing you could do was look back through half-lidded eyes.

He wants you to look at him in the eye, watch him savour your body but he'll let you off the hook.

For now.

It's hard to believe you were the villainess who never once failed instilling fear in the hearts of citizens, now a part of the Spider Society and one of the few members without Spider powers.

Yet, here you were, nothing more than a sweet whimpering mess in the arms of what had to be the most hard-bitten head of the society, now letting you know how much he loves you, how much he yearns for you...

How much he needs you.

His white sweater looked enormous on you, the turtleneck only looked like a wide collar, letting Miguel have a peek of what was underneath—what was essentially his.

The self-consciousness you have over your body be damned, if your legs are out, he is done for. It is on sight.

"Show me," He groaned in your ear, nipping and lightly scraping your neck with his fangs, "Show me what's mine."

You had a feeling of what he was referring to and reached for the collar, pulling them down to your cleavage with a shaky hand and revealing the hickies and lovebites he had left this morning.

Just before he let you leave for a mission.

He hummed in approval, raising one of his hands to your collarbone to trace the marks he unabashedly left on you. He would've done more, he would've killed for a couple more minutes just to feel your tight hole milking his cock or even clenching on his thick fingers, but no.

Duty had to call him.

But it didn't matter, not anymore, not when you were right here at his mercy. His other hand ran up your side slowly, squeezing the flesh of your thighs before sliding the hem of his sweater up over your breasts.

"I want you leave this sweater on when you ride my cock, cariño," He rasped, his voice going deeper than you thought was possible before drawing a whine out of you as he bucked his hips against your ass, "I want you to hold it up, let me watch your tits bounce everytime time your force me in."

You shuddered at the very though of his girth.

The hand he had tracing your collarbone suddenly shot up to hold your chin, squeezing your cheeks a little as he continued. You could see the slight upturn of his lips as you arched your back.

"And if you ever let it drop, even just a little over your nipples," There was a dangerous lilt in his tone, only to draw out a high-pitched scream as he suddenly slapped your left ass cheek. The unmistakable 'smack!' echoing off the walls of your bedroom. He chuckled.

"Well, you'll see."

˚ · . f i n . · ˚

[gangrenados]

i JUST watched ATSV and omg MIGUELLLLLL, that clip where hes whispering in miguel's ear just saying the most hurtful things DID something to me lol -🧚🏼‍♀️

SAMEEEEEE ohhh let the whore hours begin, lmao I got carried away

•Do I think Miguel would be into degrading? Yes, I do.

•This man can be mean sometimes, mean and rough and he would pound at you mercilessly as he tells you how good you're taking him.

•He got mad brat tamer vibesss

"Now we're not so feisty are we? Tienes suerte de ser una buena puta." He whispers in your ear, gracing his fangs into your ear gently as the grip he got on your throat tightens a bit.

•Miguel it's a control freak so I bet he's into punishments lol.

•Miguel got stamina for days, so he can keep going without breaking a sweat, besides he's so mean he would overstimulate you till you can't take it anymore.

•Don't get me wrong, he can be sweet when the time is right.

•Slow and intimate sex can make his heart race as well, he loves your sweet touch and how at home and loved you can make him feel.

•Is it me or he got the face of a man who knows how to eat pussy? Lmaooo, no doubts he would ask you to sit on on his face at some point.

•BREEDING KINK, loves seeing his cum drip down your cunt.

•I bet he's into marking, hickeys and bites (when it comes to these you're the one giving them cuz I doubt you wanna get paralyzed with his venom lol)

•Miguel might have some kinky things, but honestly I feel like he would love the simplicity of vanilla sex.

•Aside form a boner, another way to know if these man is horny is if the claws come out.

•Aftercare it's sweet, he doesn't talk much tbh, but Miguel is attentive towards your needs.

•Well, that's it if you guy are dating lol, cuz if it's just one night stand mf is cold and just leave without looking back 💀

[runa-falls]

i'm convinced you would be able to see the entirety of miguel through his nano-suit, i mean, it's practically painted onto his body.

and when i say everything, i mean everything: every tensed muscle, every pumped vein, and every twitch as you kneel on the ground before him.

it'd be so easy to rile him up, whether through sultry stares or instigated arguments, because you know he can't help it.

he craves you.

in fact, any frustration directed towards you instantly becomes sexual frustration.

he'd blush terribly when he attempts to hide his desire under clawed hands, fangs digging into his bottom lip almost painfully. he'd grit out your name in a low growl as he struggles to shuffle out of the door -- urgently trying to get away from any prying eyes.

you knew that tone, it was his way of subtly telling you to meet him in his office and take care of the mess you caused. so you do.

you'd casually follow behind him, walking as slow as possible to draw out the inevitable, secretly hoping Spiders would spot the two of you and spark a conversation if only to see that adorable flush of his.

you wouldn't even need to take the suit off of him once you arrive at his office. it's thin and flexible enough that he can feel everything when you touch him over the cloth.

but sometimes it does come off -- or turns off, technically. with just a press of a button, he's completely bare in front of you.

completely bare.

[runa-falls]

IM HIGH KEY SOBER AND NOW IM THINKNING ABOUT THIS AGAIN

giving miguel a blowjob and he wraps his hand around your neck to feel himself in your throat🥴🥴

[goober8000]

miguel overstimming you and himself.

he didn’t mean too. he’s just been so stressed and coming home to see you so willing and wanting to help him out just flipped a switch in his brain.

he was so lost in his own little world. the only thought in his head was how good you feel. your nails running down his back, how soft the fat of your hip was in his hand, how your moans and pleas made his brain go fuzzy, and especially how your wall were gripping him so tightly.

you were so warm he just couldn’t help pounding into you, bringing you to your orgasm over and over again.

miguel was already two orgasms in. his cock was so sensitive but still so hard. each tightening of your walls had curses spilling from his mouth.

there was a flush on his cheeks and his eyes were blown wide and glazed over. he was sticky with sweat but you swear that was the prettiest you have ever saw him.

he reached his hand to where you were joined together, rubbing frantic circles on your clit. he needed to feel you cum around his one more time before he could stop.

as miguel approached his thrid orgasm of the night, his words became slurred as he tried to praise you for how well you were taking him and how amazing you felt.

as your final orgasm approached, and crashed over the edge, a lot quicker than his thanks to his talented fingers, he pulled you lips against his swallowing your moans.

the tightening of your cunt sent him over the edge. he buried himself as deep as he could inside you. his body shook as he filled your cunt with his seed.

his face was hidden in your shoulder. you could feel the dull pain of his fangs biting down on you to hide his broken moans.

after thrusting a few more times to ride out his orgasm, he finally slumped against you, stillsd burried desp inside.

[mrsoharaa]

MDNI. +18.

yeahhh, we going through it this week tumblr...

because now I'm thinking about putting them boys (satosugu...or fuck it, even MIGUEL) in blindfolds and edging the fuck out of them to the brink of tears and pathetic cute whimpers.

[luvrxbunny]

SO UK THE TREND EVERYONES DOING ON TIKTOK W THE PINK RIBBIONS

MMMMMMM IMAGINE ASKING EITHER MIGGY OR SI TO LET YOU DO THIS N THEN RIDING OR EDGING (MMMM) THEM W THE RIBBON STILL AROUND THRM

THE BEST PART ABOUT THIS WOULD BE THE FACT THAT HED LET YOU EVEN THOUGH WE ALL KNOW HE COULD BREAK OUT OF IT IF HE WANTED TOO

maybe towards the end reader gets too tired to keep up the pace Miguel needs so he finally breaks out just to guide her hips to get him to cum 🤭

and for edging he’d be the sweetest boy and never break out— except maybe when u finally let him cum he needs to hold onto you so he breaks free

[lo-vearchive]

Miguel’s lips are so pouty,, I wanna give him a big kiss on the mouf 💋 like i just know they juicy and soft. Bruh there’s no reason for marvel to make him so hot 🥵 but they did and now I wanna kith 💋 him :((