#minors dont read

[kortsitron]

You're such a tease

✮ PARING Genji Shimada × Reader, Hanzo Shimada × Reader, Cole Cassidy × Reader, Niran Pruksamanee × Reader, Ramattra × Reader, Mauga Malosi × Reader

✮ WARNINGS/TAGS cockwarming (as teasing), 18+, gender neutral reader (no genitalia mentioned), mdni, nsfw

✮ SUMMARY They react to your teasing/punishment

✮ A/N Hey, apologies for not being active, I won't lie this year and the last few months have been terrible and my mental was (and perhaps still is) in shreds. I will try my best to take care of the requests I got, because I don't want any of you to wait any longer. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

Genji Shimada 

⟡ Genji is collected until instead of just cockwarming him, start moving your hips. The subtle movement cause his cock to twitch, but he still does his best to act like nothing is happening

⟡ Soon enough his hands find their on hips, gently squeezing them, as if asking for something more. Genji won't speak up unless he really has to, but once he does it's just quiet pleads, asking if you can finally move, because he needs you

Hanzo Shimada

⟡ Hanzo like Genji acts like he's collected, but you can see clearly that he's turning into a mess. The light blush, his breath becoming heavier. No matter how much he tries to hide it under his grumpy expression, you can see right through him

⟡ When you decide to tease him a bit more, moving slightly, you hear a soft gasp from him. He does his best to keep a frown on his face, but you moving more makes him moan. On the inside he gets for you to stop playing him

Cole Cassidy

⟡ Cole is unphased, the same smug smile face as he feels the familiar tightness around him. But soon enough, just a little movement has him shivering. Already using nicknames on you and trying to gently move

⟡ He can't help, but bite his lip, looking into your eyes as he tries to convince you to do what he wants

Niran Pruksamanee 

⟡ Niran is flirty from the start, giving you little touched here and there to convince you to give into his wants. His touches as always are subtle and delicate. His plan is to seduce you

⟡ When he feels you move, he can't help, but whimper quietly, quietly begging for you to keep moving your hips like that

Ramattra 

⟡ He doesn't understand the meaning of this, until you move slightly and all of his sensors are on fire. He almost jumped, already starting to feel overwhelmed. You swear you can see steam coming off him

⟡ Ramattra is not the one to beg, he himself shifts ever so slightly to get that tiny amount of friction. Hearing you complain about him moving, he will come up with so excuse that his cables are getting tangled up and he's just trying to prevent that from happening

Mauga Malosi

⟡ Will act unfazed, but soon is frustrated by the lack of friction. But soon enough he groans and growls your name, holding you in place as adjusts

⟡ He usually doesn't beg, he never gets, but if it’s the way for him to get what he wants - he will beg. He bites his lip and looks right into your eyes as he does so, hoping it would be enough. Obviously it's not, so he buries his face in your neck and whispers pleads into it, sending shivers down your spine

[lunaekalenda]

champion treatment!

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral m!receiving, tbh i started this with a character in mind but it can be a couple of them so just tagging the ones i think that fit lol, femboodied reader, use of pet names as "darling"

"come on, you can do better."

but you can't. not with your mouth aching from taking his shaft and his fingers stuffed inside you, mercilessly thrusting in and out of you while his hips press against your face, making you take even more of him. your body is spread on his lap, his legs open so he can finger you at the same time you give him the special treatment for champions like him.

"look at you now, so silently, obediently sucking on my cock, huh?" he thrusts his hips and his fingers at the same time, his free hand resting on the curve of your lower back, arching you for him. "no more complaints, rudeness or sharp responses." he hums in approval when you moan around him, fingers reaching deeper as his own cock touches the back of your throat. "already too dumb to even remember what you said earlier to me?"

his apartment is silent, apart from his grunts and your moans, his heavy breath and your gasps for air every time he lets you breath. The windows are full open, giving a view of the city none of you are appreciating. you're too busy into each other to even notice the way the night lights start to turn on as the sun sets behind the windows. he takes his shaft out of your mouth, slapping it against your cheek with soft moans and lustful looks. he presses the tip softly between your half open mouth, two of his fingers running up and down his length while his eyes are fixed on yours. His other hand, still busy on you, adds another finger to your insides, making you moan, for his pleasure.

"let's see... you entered in my gym." he recaps, as his fingers keep moving inside you, making your back arch more and your own body search that friction. "no, no, that's not how it works. it's rude to cum while i speak, so you'll have to listen and wait, got it?" he takes your body closer, resting his back against the backrest, and taking your body between his legs, your back against his chest. his free hand keeps your legs parted as his fingers keep pumping in and out, so pleasurably, so good. "don't you dare to take your attention away from me, or i'll have to punish you." with that being said, he licks your neck from your shoulder to your jaw. "where were we? ah, yeah. the training." his fingers slow down for a bit, for your relief, as he kept thinking. "you entered while i was still training. that shouldn't be a problem, i'm used to having you fluttering around in those stupid gym clothes." his fingers quicken the pace, going more aggressively, while his thumb caress your lips. "then, that damned boy asked to train with me. as if i hadn't anything better to do as the champion." he grunts, the silence letting you hear the obscene wet sounds coming from his fingers. "and then, you stood up, came towards me and... what did you call me, dear?" the sarcasm in the pet name he uses on you makes your senses come back a little, only to be swept away with the next thrust of his fingers.

"asshole." you manage to speak between your teeth. he laughs before taking his fingers to your mouth, playing with your tongue, saliva dripping all down your chest while he hums.

"exactly, asshole." he approves your words, taking his fingers out of your mouth, still wet. "don't even think about closing those legs, hm?" you feel the coldness on your back when he moves a bit, taking the wet hand towards his hardness and pumping it up and down. you can hear the sounds he makes, the way he breaths, the way he moans and curses under his breath. "and then... what happened then?" he remembers perfectly, and your mind is too dizzy to even think about it. "then you went for a shower at the same time i did. such a coincidence, specially in a gym where there's only one shower room." he stops his words to moan audibly, and you can hear his fist jerking him faster. "mhm, fuck. i would have waited outside, but waiting is not for me." he takes his fingers out of you, glistening juices dripping down his fingers. you turn to face him right when he licks one of his fingers from the base to the tip, a lustful smile as soon as he's done. taking your nape, he brings you closer, pulling you for a kiss. his mouth is aggressive, violent. it crashes against yours like an hurricane, and his tongue slips inside of your mouth easily, playing with yours, muffling all the moans he lets escape as his hand keeps going, letting you taste yourself on him. he parts. spreading his body in the bed, he asks you to sit on his lap. gives you a side smile.

"then, we came here, to discuss your behavior in my gym." he continues, as he licks the hand on his shaft, giving it a slow pump again before getting on his knees. bending your body by your lower back, making you arch and open your legs for him. he puts a cushion under your tummy. his eyes are still fixed on your legs, on the way your juices drip down to your thighs, on how you desperately move your body to search for friction. he gives you a slap on your ass. "be quiet." his fingers caress you again, right before he leaves a hungry kiss on your pussy, tongue taking all the wetness and making you ready -as if you weren't.- for his cock.

taking him won't be easy, and you know it, but you're in so much pleasure you physically need him to fuck you. he slaps his cock against you a couple times, the lewd sight of your wetness coating his length, before he pushes his tip against you.

"and then, i told you we punish people like you." he moans between words. "the way your eyes looked at me, defiant... that made me instantly hard." he pushes a bit further, his fingers gripped to your ass as you take him inside, moaning every time he moves. "and then, somehow, we were making out on this exact spot."

you didn't knew what you felt for him. was it hunger? hate? desire? somehow, the vision of him lustfully smiling, with one hand marking the shape of his cock on his training pants and the other already inside his shirt, made something in you.

"how was i supposed to resist?" he finally pushes all his length inside, making you release all the air in your lungs. "with those cute training shorts that left nothing to my imagination." those shorts are now in front of you, messy, wet. "do you remember what happened next o your dumb brain needs me to refresh it?" he doesn't give you even time to answer when he thrusts deep inside you in one motion, making your voice leave in broken moans as he keeps making your ass bounce against his hips. "i touched you above those damn shorts, and you made such a mess... who would have known that the same asshole you confronted would be the one to make you wet with a couple of caresses and dirty words on your ears?" he thrusts again, harder, his body falling on your back and his lips kissing your shoulder. "fuck. and who would have known you hid something so good for me, hm?" you can feel his cock throbbing when your pussy clenches around him, the way his voice deepens every single thrust, how his words are more and more broken by moans. "i... i told you i would bend you over my bed." his hand presses harder on your back, arching you more, making him reach deeper as he goes harder and harder and faster. "and that i would fuck you senseless." he keeps going, drops of sweat running down his muscled torso towards the v on his hips. he gives a strong, deep thrust, staying quiet for a second, stimulating your clit with his wet thumb. "and that i would fill you up as many times as needed for you to learn the lesson." his hips start to move again, shy, slow, painfully slow, reaching and caressing sweetly every correct spot inside you.

"fuck." you're able to say the whole word before he laughs, his hand traveling to your shoulder to make his thrusts deeper.

"you're enjoying it, huh? i can feel how damn wet you're getting while i keep thrusting" he goes in again, harder, making you grip your hands on the fluffy bed cushion. "should i be a bit more rude? it's not a punishment if you're having a better time than me." his tone shows he's joking, as he caresses the curve of your ass before tightening his grip around your waist, guiding your body towards his again,. "although my first idea was to take you back to the gym and show everyone the consequences of annoying me, as soon as you looked at me back i knew i needed to keep that to myself." so, he drove back to his apartment, with you on the copilot seat, after making out on the changing room and decided to take it further on his luxurious penthouse. his hips keep slamming against your soft skin, wet noises can be heard in the room as he keeps going. your knees feel shaky from the effort of being in four while the pleasure makes them tremble. your voice is long gone from all the moans and grunts you've been releasing, and he seems way more silent than earlier, as a clear signal of pleasure.

"suck me in again." he asks, in low voice, a long moan following his words while he takes his hips far from your body, leaving your bodies only connected by his tip. you make an effort to do what he asks for, and the way he growls lets you know you did good. "yeah. just like that, exactly like that." his voice deepens as much as his cock does inside you. "you're taking it so well, you're even making me proud." he whispers. with a subtle movement, he pulls off suddenly, leaving you trembling and wanting more. He takes the pillow under your body away as he takes your legs, turning you around, resting on your back and facing him. his strong arms take your legs, putting both around his waist, as he enters again in a quiet movement, smooth, pleasurable. his face is now close, his moans getting mixed with yours and his arms holding his weight to avoid squishing you. "better this way?" he asks. you nod a couple times, too immersed in pleasure to speak, and he leaves a kiss near your jaw. "you're close, aren't you? i can feel it in the way your tighten around me." his hips slam sensually against your body, sweetly, way more lovingly than at the start of it. "come on, darling, cum for me, yeah? you deserve it after being so good for me." he hits the spot harder, deeper, before talking again. "cum so i can fill you up... i can't even imagine how good you're gonna squeeze me while you moan my name." his mouth is now on your ears, whispering such words and bitting your lobule. your mind feels cloudy, but you can feel the knot in your stomach, about to explode. you hug his back and your legs try to keep him closer, buried deep inside of you, as his name comes out of your mouth in a plead.

"yeah, yeah, exactly like that." his own words sound inestable, and his thrusts get erratic. "ah, i'm gonna fill you up so good... you've made such a hard work to take me today, you deserve it so much, don't you?" he rambles as he keeps going, so close. you feel overstimulated, your words aren't coherent anymore and you feel to tired to even move. your muscles keep clenching, and he moans every time you do so. "you deserve it, darling. take it, don't let it waste, yeah?" with a last thrust, you feel how his body loses strength, almost falling on top of yours, as he cums. he stays that way long time after he's done, hugged to your body and buried inside of you, while your hands caress his hair softly. your breaths are rhythmic now, and the city lights are more beautiful than ever behind the window.

[gyusimp]

🏮𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 🏮

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 | 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙 | 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 | 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 | 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌 | 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝑮𝒚𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒐 | 𝑭𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 | 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒔 𝑫𝑵𝑰

🏮𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒐: ❞𝑹𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔❞ - 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝑲𝒊𝒅𝒔

𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌, 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚!

𝐀𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @𝐥𝐥𝐥_𝟏𝟐𝟑_𝐥𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

The pain in your abdomen was killing you, the cramps made you feel so weak that you felt like you could pass out at any moment, you even started to feel like throwing up so the best thing to do for now while the pain medicine took effect was go up to your room and lie down for a moment.

Maybe getting some sleep would help you, most of the time when you slept for a while you woke up without pain so this was the solution to your problem. You lay down carefully on your futon and the moment your head touched your pillow your eyelids started to feel heavy until you slowly drifted off to sleep.

It was almost 10:00 pm and after wandering through the loneliest streets of the entertainment district, the upper sixth decided to return to the house where he lived inside his sister after a successful hunt. His demonic instinct to have killed a few people was wearing off but as soon as he stepped foot on your bedroom window to go inside, it was as if his bloodthirsty switch had been flipped up again.

The veins of his entire body stood out under his skin and in the middle of his bones, his muscles tensed and his mouth began to drool uncontrollably causing his saliva to begin to spill between his teeth up to his chin. Gyutaro smelled blood, and not just any blood. It was yours.

As if he were a wild animal stalking its feeble prey, he sneaked into your room making his footsteps inaudible to you while you were fast asleep. He crept through the shadows and darkness and loomed over you in a dangerous and imposing way trying to search anxiously with his gaze for any bleeding wounds on your body but he found none in plain sight.

He wanted to devour you, take his sickles and stick them into your belly to open your abdomen wide and tear all your organs from their place with his own fingers, taste you and lick every part that contained your blood until he reached the bones and to finally feel that you were becoming one with him... but he wouldn't do that. Throughout his time with you, Gyutaro learned to control his bloodlust, though that didn't take away from the fact that he would do anything to taste you.

He examined your whole body with his gaze, brought his face dangerously close to you and sniffed at you like a bloodhound searching for something underground. Gyutaro went down to your neck, then to your breasts, to your waist and when he went down to your pelvis before continuing with your thighs he stopped. It was as if someone had broken his nose with a blow when he suddenly felt that familiar fragrance burst suddenly and without warning through his nostrils. His curiosity was beyond his ability to reason at this point so he took the skirt of your kimono and lifted it up, exposing your panties. It was at that moment where all that perfume invaded the entire room.

You complained when you felt the cold of the night hitting your legs so you moved alerting Gyutaro. You left your face uncovered to reveal to Gyutaro the intense blush that invaded your entire face. You had been awake for a while before Gyutaro entered your room but upon seeing him go into hunter mode you decided that the most sensible thing to do was probably to keep still until Gyutaro's curious hands made you move in place, looking down. You tried to move your legs and settle on the futon, Gyutaro was your lover but that didn't take away from the fact that it was a bit embarrassing that he was staring at your panties, especially these days.

Gyutaro didn't care, he wanted to reach his goal at any cost but suddenly you quickly sat down and stood up pretending you remembered to do something. This made Gyutaro angry, your embarrassment made you act without thinking, and now your wrist was clamped tightly between his fingers. Gyutaro got on his knees in front of you and with a menacing look he ordered you to stay still so you obeyed him.

His hands took your clothes and a smirk spread across his face as he opened your kimono from under your obi exposing your panties again and that gorgeous scent for him. Brazenly, he reached between your legs and inhaled against your skin making your skin freeze trying to stop him by grabbing his head.

"G-Gyutaro, what are you doing!?" you asked, scared and shy. Very nervous too.

Gyutaro looked up and his lazy, carefree gaze met yours. "It's those days of the month, isn't it?" He asked.

Gyutaro didn't doubt it for another minute, if he kept thinking about the matter you would suspect his intentions and end up moving away from him so he immediately grabbed the edge of your underwear and pulled it down.

"Gyutaro!" You claimed, surprised.

When Gyutaro pulled at your clothing, a small red thread stretched out from your core causing it to end up stuck to your inner thigh. Gyutaro inevitably noticed and finished removing your panties to look at the fresh bloodstain that was dripping onto a small additional piece of cloth. His instinct told him to take it straight to his mouth and that's what he did, having one of the most precious things about you come into contact with his tongue, everything became different. Your blood was like a drug to him, once he tasted you he wanted more and more until your taste was etched on his palate.

Gyutaro put your dirty panties aside and placed both hands on your thighs to squeeze them with some force. He pushed your hands away in a clumsy attempt to cover you, bringing his face ever closer to you.

"Don't you feel bad these days? Let me make you feel better…don't be stupid and be a good girl to me, will you?" He seduced you, with his husky and trembling voice.

You couldn't articulate a response as you felt Gyutaro sink his head between your thighs and caress your entire slit with his long tongue. The only thing you could do was moan in surprise and bring the back of your hand to your mouth trying to hide each of your sounds.

The moment your blood was on Gyutaro's mouth, both of you knew there would be no going back. Gyutaro tightened his grip on your thighs and didn't let go of you. His lips adhered to yours and his mouth began to suck every part of your cunt as he swallowed every last drop. The hot feeling between your legs from Gyutaro's breath and feeling his wet tongue running through each of your corners made you feel more and more wet. You knew this would be a disaster and it embarrassed you so much but if Gyutaro really didn't have a problem with trying then neither did you. Actually, you had also fantasized about this moment before, your boyfriend is a bloodthirsty human-eating demon so he would never refuse to taste yours and even more so in this way so at this moment you could be anything to Gyutaro except disgusting.

Many wet clicks sounded in the room every time Gyutaro sucked on your core, his moans were muffled and his gasps were low and hoarse from deep in his throat. Your legs began to ache from the position you were standing in as well as Gyutaro's strong grip on them so you slowly got comfortable and sat on the floor. You thought it would be a bit awkward to do on the cold hard wood floor but it would be so much easier to clean in the end. You thought so but Gyutaro took you by the hips and placed you on the futon where you were sleeping peacefully a few minutes ago.

Your face was surprised to see his. His gaze fixed on you with passion and desire, instinct pushed him to continue. His face was stained with blood, even a little on the tip of his nose, a perverted smile formed on his mouth showing his reddish teeth as he licked the remains on his lips with his tongue. You looked down at your kimono open below your waist and how a slightly red stain was painting your thighs. This would surely be a disaster.

"G-Gyutaro, not here...I'm gonna stain everything"

Gyutaro looked at you as if this was a challenge. "And you think I care about that?"

He took your thighs again and spread your legs wide, having a beautiful view of your entire glowing core painted red, Gyutaro's mouth watered just looking at you and without waiting another second he plunged  his face again between your legs. Gyutaro didn't just limit himself to licking you, you could feel a slight pressure every time he sucked your blood from the bottom causing your back to arch and you began to move your hips in circles instinctively getting closer to his face.

The warmth of Gyutaro's tongue ran through you with complete freedom, he even took the trouble to lick the small red drops that escaped to your thighs and buttocks because of the position you were in. Your moans made him lose what little composure he had left. Gyutaro separated from you with his face wet and stained again leaving a trail of his saliva on your legs, he took your kimono with both hands and urgently got rid of it to leave you completely naked.

Gyutaro loomed over you, his hunched and intimidating figure enveloping you in his arms, he was about to go straight for your mouth but before he could you moved your face to the side causing Gyutaro's lips to collide with your cheek which clearly annoyed him a bit.

"Don't you wanna taste how delicious you are?" he scoffed.

For now he would let it go because he was actually in a very good mood, otherwise he would have forcefully grabbed your face and forced you to kiss his bloody mouth like he has done a couple of times before when he comes back from the kill. Gyutaro laughed against your skin, your eyes were closed so you couldn't help but jump reflexively when you felt a hot, sticky, wet sensation on your cheek. It was Gyutaro's tongue, which left a reddish stain on your skin.

A familiar sensation settled in your belly, moving toward your cunt at the exact moment Gyutaro lowered one of his hands and inserted his fingers inside you, and as he did, he could feel a warm discharge drenching his fingers, trickling down on the palm of his hand. Your face flushed red and your expression twisted in embarrassment as you felt a considerable amount of blood dripping right onto Gyutaro's hand. Your dripping was inevitable and with each passing second your thighs, your clothes, and the futon beneath the two of you began to tinge more and more red.

Gyutaro was amazed by this glorious moment so he took care of taking your face with one hand staining your cheeks so you could see how he licked the fingers that had been painted by you a few seconds ago. His tongue danced between his fingers making sure to take every drop of blood on his skin and then taste and swallow. He didn't say anything, he just looked at you and gave you daring smiles full of desire.

Gyutaro couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed the top of his pants and pulled them down to release his hard, throbbing dick, just seeing how erect he was made you shudder with pleasure eager to feel him as deep inside you as possible. Gyutaro's hand went straight for his tip to pump himself up a bit causing the blood on his hand to stain his cock and turn his fluid pink. He spread your legs to expose your entire pussy to his view and lined up at your entrance between your aching reddish folds.

He didn't give a shit about all the mess of blood that would be created, Gyutaro clung with both hands on your hips squeezing you tightly and began to move his to enter you with light thrusts that intensified with each impact in your center. His lips were kept parted letting thin threads of pink saliva slip between his sharp teeth while the loud and desperate moans that came from the back of his throat showed you how aroused he was. His mouth covered your entire body as did one of his hands, which left red marks of his painted hands on all of your skin as if he were marking you. Claiming you as his in the most passionate way.

In addition to your and Gyutaro's juices, your period made your pussy even wetter than usual so you could hear a cheeky splash every time Gyutaro pushed deeper and deeper into you. Your moans were carefree and grew louder as you felt Gyutaro's tongue begin to run over your soft skin. He filled your neck with wet kisses, licked and sucked your breasts, playing with your hard nipples, leaving some bite on your soft flesh; the intense smell of blood pushed him to be more rude than normal.

His thrusts began to be more violent and hard, you spread your legs more in an attempt to open more your cunt and receive Gyutaro better but you were still very tight for his thick length. You looked down and could only see your reddish and wet thighs and how your cunt connected directly to Gyutaro's cock while he desperately nailed you. His pants were getting stained with the drops that came out inside you, a very wet feeling that wet your butt and began to reach your back began to bother you. This caused some whimpering to leak to your lips between your moans, a part of you wanted to continue until you couldn't take it anymore but the other part wanted to end right now because your period made you feel really uncomfortable.

"Ah-aahh...Gyu-taro, I wanna cum... I wanna cum right now." you asked, with even more provocative pleas.

Gyutaro couldn't refuse at this moment, you didn't know it but he was surrendering at your feet for allowing him to make this fantasy of fucking you real while both of you were covered in blood. There was nothing better for him.

"As soon?" He sneered "You seemed to be enjoying it, babe. You're a slut, you should like these things."

Gyutaro would tease you by making comments to annoy you and humiliate you sweetly. He rocked his hips forward hard making you scream his name, tightening you around him; Gyutaro moved your legs up to your shoulders and licked the inner part of your thighs, sucking the new spots that were painted on you while he squeezed your wet ass and massaged it lewdly causing more moans from you and from him to see you in this weak state.

His hands cupped your ass and his rough fingers went straight to your cunt, his thumb tightening on your clit to start rubbing it causing chills to run through your body every time he squeezed and played with your nub. His other fingers played between your labia causing wet sounds every time he touched you, staining his fingers in a matter of seconds. From the way you squeezed into Gyutaro he could tell that you were about to cum but for some reason you couldn't and that was starting to frustrate you. You started moving and rubbing against Gyutaro to speed up your orgasm, your face contorted with pleasure as your hands clung to the futon and you bit your lip trying not to drool uncontrollably. Gyutaro kept fucking you hard and that helped the feeling of orgasm start to be more intense for him than for you.

That was a bit funny for him so he couldn't help but laugh and tease you as usual.

"Guess who's going to have the most fucking intense orgasm? It won't be your tight, pathetic little pussy, my love!" He said, while laughing.

Gyutaro started moaning as loudly and shamelessly as he fucking wanted, he grabbed both of your shoulders and then caged you in his arms to get as close to him as he could and hug you, leaving stains all over your back. Gyutaro's hips and yours collided with each other in an obscene reddish splash. An incredible sensation formed in Gyutaro's guts causing him to scratch your skin slightly as he leaned his head back to cum to the last drop inside you. Feeling that thick and warm sensation in your slippery pussy you couldn't help but start moving more and squeezing to try to cum too, you told Gyutaro not to stop touching you, he must have his fingers fucking and squeezing your needy clit over and over again until you finally felt it, your waist trembled and when you spread your legs wide your orgasm poured over Gyutaro creating a pink ring around his dick inside of you.

Gyutaro's hips continued to move reflexively as you finished cumming completely causing your juices and his to squirt out of you onto the futon. Gyutaro grabbed your legs and slowly came out of you to allow you to take a breather after having done what he wanted with you. A sticky red thread spread from your cunt following the tip of his dick as he pulled out of you. His entire cock was painted red as was the fabric of his pants that was under your legs.

Gyutaro looked straight ahead and saw how your wide open pussy continued to get wet and dripping even though he was done using you for now, the sight was too tempting so he couldn't help but lean over and start sucking between your folds, separating them with his fingers to reach towards your clit and lick it with need and desire nibbling your cunt a little making that electrifying sensation of your arousal make you wet and make you throb again. You moaned at Gyutaro's dirty actions and to create a little more friction, you started moving so that your clit brushed and rubbed against Gyutaro's tongue and he could taste every drop of you as he got you aroused again.

"Yeah... keep it up, aahh-ah!" You moaned in need, urged to feel him pleasuring your femininity in whatever way it was again.

"Do you like that? I thought you wanted to finish this now..."

Your hips didn't stop moving as you felt Gyutaro's breath crashing against your folds, you began to feel very horny from one second to the next. Probably because of the wet and intense feeling of having your orgasm almost at the same time as Gyutaro.

"N-no, just…aah! I just wanted to cum, but I want to keep going, I want you to keep going! I want you to touch me and fuck me until you can't anymore! Mmhh-aah!"

Gyutaro loved that you were so pathetic, ready to beg him to do all sorts of things to you.

"So...do you want me to continue?" He asked cruelly to make you beg. "Come on, if you want it so much, beg me for that, beg me to spread your legs wide and fuck you." He said, licking his lips.

"Ah-Aah! Fuck me Gyu, I beg you! Fill me up as much as you can" You replied, touching your own folds not caring that your fingers got dirty when you pumped your hole and they went in and out of you.

Gyutaro smiled mischievously, took your hand that was kneading and playing with your vagina and pulled it out of you to bring it to his mouth and lick your fingers obscenely, without taking his eyes off of you.

"So, this is just getting started."

[rowanmutt-afterdark]

I've gotten a LOT of Mirage x Reader requests, so here I am feeding the lot of ya. Hope you enjoy! I got a couple ideas this one was by far my favorite. I already planned on doing an oral scene but a suggestion to do it helped motivate me.

I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope to write more Mirage and other Transformers Characters I'm the future.

Enjoy~

WARNING : ⚠️ ���� NSFW themes, oral sex, and masturbation included in this short fic. Please do not read if you are under the age or 18. This is a NSFW blog so if you are under the age, please move on!

ROTB Mirage X Gender Neutral Reader

It's night, that's all you know. You've lost track of the time. The amount of time you've spent on your back with your legs suspended over a pair of shoulders for… you can't even remember. All you can feel is a mouth and glossa teasing your sex. It's like his glossa is dancing around, leaving your back tingling and your legs shaking as he starts to bring you towards yet another orgasm.

You are making the lewdest of sounds as you buck against his face. His glossa slowing down as he helps you ride through your orgasm until he feels you go limp, is only when he pulls away to smirk down at you. A shit eating grin that makes you glare at him through your half lidded lashes.

"What number was that?" Mirage asks as he pulls away briefly to lick his lips, his blue eyes casting a glow over your body in the darkness of your garage.

"I-I can't remember." You admit, breathing heavily as you try to catch your breath. You hear a tsk and his glossa clicking in disappointment.

"Now, Mami/Papi, I told you to count for me. It seems I may have to start all over, again. I don't mind doing that, but from your bodies reaction. You're getting tired. Now, let me ask again, baby. What number?" He asks. You rack your brain for a number, your brain is so hazy with lust and the feeling of floating on cloud nine makes it even harder.

"N-nine?" You ask.

There's silence before you feel his mouth on you again making you sob in pleasure as he picks up where he left off. Sucking at you rather loudly, pulling your hips up off the table and closer to his mouth, your hips were practically pressing against his nose!

"Not quite, baby. The number you were looking for was thirteen. Seems you need another to help jog your memory. Don't worry, I'll keep you awake. We still have a few more hours until your roommate gets back. For now, enjoy the ride, baby."

You groan before squealing as his glossa is quickly working at you again. You can hear his lips smacking and sucking around you, it's loud and lewd. You love it. Though your body was starting to scream at you that it was starting to get to be too much. Mirage has you so focused on his glossa that you don't hear the sound of his paneling covering his spike opening with a soft 'click'. A soft glow and his arm not holding you is moving jerking motions.

You take a peek to see his servo wrapped around his erect spike. It's bright blue and red bio light lighting up his torso and thighs as he strokes himself while he's enjoying getting a taste of you. It's hot to see him getting lost on the pleasure he is feeling and giving you.

Mirage is a giver, he loves seeing you get worked up and begging for him. Due to the size difference, it's rather difficult to take him. So, you have found other ways around penetration. Though after the incident involving you almost popping yoru jaw out of place trying to give him oral, he's not let you do anything to his spike besides giving him a handjob or using your thighs.

"I can feel you getting closer, Ven a mí, nena~" He purrs against your sex making you arch your back and open your mouth in a silent scream as you cum again. This one hits you so hard that your vision goes white as Mirage helps keep you still against his mouth so you can ride it out.

When you come back to, Mirage has you laying on the blanket he laid out earlier. You are laying on your back and him laying on his side with his servo on your middle. You glance at his crotch to see his spike has already been tucked away, but his thighs are covered in his release.

"Have fun, mi amor?" He asks with a cheeky smirk. Your response is smacking at his chest rather weakly.

"Fuck you."

"We just did."

"I hate you."

"Love you too, mi amor."

[missmeinyourbones]

hi L!!! could we get atsumu and 11 or 12 for your smut game?

NSFW 18+ MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS I WILL BLOCK YOU

cw: afab!feader, vaginal penetration, dirty talk, mocking, overstim? rough sex but also soft sex idk he's a man of duality

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the two of you have been at it for hours.

if there's one thing about atsumu, it's that he doesn't half-ass anything.

nothing about him has ever been quick and easy, he's all-encompassing. he wants your attention on him at all times, and he's not shy about his methods of getting it.

safe to say, fucking you is no different.

you forget how many times you've already cum, but you want to say it's been four. four you can vividly remember, at least. you're not sure if the other shaky waves of pleasure officially count as an orgasm if they never cease between his calculated movements.

on round five (?), atsumu decides to be kind.

with your back against the mattress and his mouth all over you, atsumu makes the conscious, merciful choice of slowing his hips a tad when you start to shake in his hold again.

"tell you what," he perks up, as if some realization has just magically dawned on him. "gimme a kiss and ill let you cum."

if you had any willpower left, you'd roll your eyes, kiss your teeth, tell him to bite you and watch him pout.

but you don't, you can't, so you settle for weakly leaning into his lips.

except it's not exactly a kiss—your lips quivering and gaping against his own as he purposefully indulges his hips in now steady, solid, agonizingly slow thrusts doesn't quite meet his standards.

with the way his curved cock keeps ever so slightly nudging against that soft spot inside of you, you can barely breathe, let alone kiss him how he (thinks he) deserves.

he smiles knowingly against your mouth, and the "kiss" he requested is more so breathing into one another's mouths—with you gasping for a second to breathe and him chuckling at your pathetic attempt to hold out.

atsumu speaks condescendingly, venom wrapped in a sweet scarf as he hums, "nuh uh uh—that doesn't count."

he pulls back slightly, resting his clammy forehead against yours when he sternly speaks, "kiss me properly."

you can't help but whine at his demand. and you know the reaction you're giving him right now is exactly the one he wants. part of you wants to continue to push, to see just how far he'll let you go with testing his boundaries and denying his requests.

but another part of you just wants to fucking cum.

in the midst of your cloudy thoughts, atsumu uses your dissociation to reposition you.

he still has you on your back, legs now resting on his shoulders as he cradles your jaw in his stupidly large hands.

the new position allows him to go deeper, and you both feel it. atsumu takes a sick kind of pride in the way your chest heaves with ragged breaths, how his cock throbs at each shaky inhale you manage to grasp.

"c'mon princess, can't you do it right?"

your head is thrown back, eyes screwed shut as atsumu keeps mocking you. his lips in a smirk right above your own as you continue to pant and mewl hopelessly.

he pushes. physically, verbally, emotionally. he's forcing you to look at him, feel him, think nothing but him, him, him.

"dick too good?" you make out through his groans, though it almost sounds like he's underwater in your ears, "can't even kiss me anymore?"

contrasting to his urgent thrusts, his calloused thumb sits beneath your chin, tapping a few times to get you to open your eyes. you do, and he smiles greedily.

"you look so good like this," he heaves in pride, "nothin' in that pretty little head of yours, huh?"

again, the two of you are mouth-to-mouth. not kissing, but breathing in one another small sounds and shakes.

"just how i like you," he breathes.

and while atsumu initially asked for a kiss, even he agrees that this is much better.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

NSFW - Alphabet - Faust

warning : +18, minors don't interact, it's getting steamy under the cut

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Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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A = Aftercare (how they are after sex).

°He is one of the best aftercare providers in the whole circle and among his friends (which is not too difficult when you know how the whole band defines affection and devotion and thinks of healthy relationships). Since the first time you slept together, he has pulled you close to him after sex, his hands tracing little circles over your skin, and even if he is quiet, you will know that he is grateful.

°Even after short laps due to lack of time, when he or you have to leave, he will at least hug you and give you a kiss so you won't forget him.

°,,You were amazing...as always".

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B = Bodypart (his favourite part of you and them)

°The other thing he loves is his hands, which he knows you love too, not least because he is more than skilled with them and knows what to do, and you just seem so fragile in his eyes in his hands and under him. The other thing he loved about himself is his height. He's taller than you, and that fact that you don't just have to look up at him slightly to look at him, but he just towers over you in everything he does, he loves that. Like the big bad wolf and the little red riding hood not knowing what's happening to them.

°He loves your hair whether you cut it short or long, even if he thinks long is best. Not only does he like to run his fingers through the soft strands and twist them back and forth between his fingers. He likes to grab you tighter, forcing you into a deep kiss or onto your knees. When he takes you from behind and pulls you against him like this. He just loves to control you like that.

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C= Cum (anything to do with cum)

°He just loves to cum all over you no matter where. On your belly, ass, back, legs, arms, hands or face he doesn't care where. The main thing is on you.

°He finds it more than arousing to watch the white sticky liquid spreading down your body, smearing it with his fingers just to try it himself and to see your fascinated and excited look.

°,,You look arousing".

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D = Dirty Secret (self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

°An open secret that he wants to do sometime, no matter what the circumstances. He wants to kill someone together with you, to be more precise, he wants to see you kill someone, splattered with the victim's blood, the knife in your hand. Still the knife in your hand, the blood warm and sticky on your naked body so that he can still take you on the spot.

°A fantasy or rather something in him that he hides is his side that wants to give itself to you. He loves to dominate you, to be the active part of the sex and just take control. But in him, this idea that you touch him tenderly, caress his cheek, treat him almost maternally and tell him how good he is. How good he is for you and how beautiful he looks under you. In short, to be dominated by you and to be submissive is something he wants to do but at the same time clashes with his gaze. That's not dark, is it?

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E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

°He has so much experience that he's not completely inexperienced when it comes to your first time together.

°But even though he doesn't have the full experience, he is incredibly active in learning. He will ask and observe, he just wants to be perfect for you. Share your experience with yours. Especially going from a rather cautious lover to an active, dominating one is a goal he has set for himself since the beginning.

°,,l see what I've achieved...your pretty eyes are all suffused with lust".

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F = Favourite position (without saying you know what it's about)

°Doggy = He just loves to watch you slowly stretching into position. Your pretty body on the bed presenting itself to him. When he moves to you and lets his hands move over the warm skin of your back before he penetrates you. He just loves to either bury his hand in your hair and pull you against him. That thin line of praise and pain. When you can't take it anymore and you're just held up by his hands on your hips while the bed scrapes against the wall over and over again.

°Bow = When he kneels between your legs and pulls you lightly against him just to see not only you lying completely in front of him on the bed, but to feel your legs clinging to him just to get a little more of the pleasure. If you don't interlock your fingers, he can run his hands over your torso. Turning to your breasts, your hair, your expression of lust and arousal. And to your neck, around which he will put his hands more than once, increasing the pressure, feeling your fast heartbeat underneath. it's incredible.

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G = Goofy (are they more serious at the moment? are they funny? etc.)

°Sex is nothing too serious for him. He sees it as an important connection because of trust. However, for him it is not something to be worshipped completely. It's a time for him to have fun and love you more than a way to make love.

°However, I do think that he will bring a few jokes and comeatres before and after the act in order to close the mood or to initiate/improve it.

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H = Hair (how shaved is it? Does the trunk match the apple? ect.)

°It's the same colour as on his head, although a little darker depending on the light, but you can hardly see it.

°He is actually always quite shaved, especially since he usually just takes it with him when he showers. But there are also days or weeks where he just doesn't care and if you don't care then he doesn't care either.

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I = Intimacy (how are they at the moment the romantic aspect)

°Even if sex is not the most intimate or equally valuable thing for him, it doesn't mean that he doesn't allow romance during it. He can be very romantic.

°During the moment, he uses most of his words to show you what he thinks of you, sweet words of praise to flatter you. When he's not sleeping with you, he'll give you little gifts, whether it's movies, cds, VHS tapes or a new collar that he promptly tries out.

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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

°Several times a week it doesn't take much. Before he met you, porn magazines and videos were usually enough for him. But when he saw you at a Mayhem concert, each of the actresses blurred into your image and each victim became you. He can't remember a time when he broke almost every VHS tape, so often he imagined himself with you.

°But also in your relationship when you make love to each other or put it into some kind of foreplay or show it excites him immensely. Simply the degree between teasing and pure fascination is something he appreciates and loves about you.

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Kink = (one or more of the kinks)

°Breath Play = He just loves to put his hands not only around your body but also around your neck. The thought that he can kill someone like that and watch his victim die not only fascinates him, it also excites him. But he loves you, which is why he lets you pass out in the worst case (which happened once and he didn't care about you afterwards because he was afraid you would leave him). Which is why he loves to just put one or both hands around your neck and feel your heartbeat quicken by the second as he fucks your brains out.

°,,Your pulse is faster than usual, is my dick that good?"

°Knife Play = The knife is his constant companion next to you. Whether it's a quickie and the blunt or sharp side is pressed against your body. Or in a long night to leave beautiful stripes and stripes on you. Getting the blood through the blade and kissing and sucking it away. There are so many possibilities he wants to try. Or you can take the knife and hold it to his neck, a new experience that shouldn't excite him as much as he thought.

°,,You taste fantastic, just everything about you my sexy blood bag".

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L = Location (favourite place to do it)

°The beanbag in the record shop is his favourite place to sit next to the couches in the basement. Since the beanbag is adjustable depending on your weight and how many people are sitting or lying on it, Faust loves to add a little extra experience to your sex. But most of all, it's funny if he slides off the beanbag so quickly, which makes for a few laughs.

°His room where he can lock the door and just have you to himself without anyone coming in or the music being so loud that he can't even hear you moaning. Which is why it's one of the safest and most comfortable places for him.

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M = Motivation (what turns them on)

°Gore = Whether it's a picture, a video/film or the laundry, as soon as he notices something like that and is completely immersed in it, he feels the excited tingling glide through his body before he almost frantically looks for you to watch it together with you before his hands have already sunk under your clothes and he secretly starts to go for what he wants. You can already feel his excitement, but you like to play the game of innocence over and over again.

°Blood = Whether you have accidentally hurt yourself or he has hurt himself or someone else. The smell and the image that shows itself to him is simply arousing. He doesn't know how to describe it himself, but after his first kill he has this feeling inside him to do it again and the excitement he felt seems to continue to exist.

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N = No (something they wouldn't do, dismissing)

°Vanilla = It's not that he completely rejects just making love to you without any toys or little challenges is just not really arousing for him so he tries to avoid it. But if you want it that way, he will try to make it that way and slowly try to bring you closer to his desires.

°Latex = One material, or at least something of which he is not aware, is latex. With leather he is totally into it, he loves to touch the cold leather, to put your neck in the form of a collar or to feel the leathery handle of his knife. But latex is the exact opposite. It's just too hard for him to hold, let alone put on you comfortably. He likes the texture even less and it always feels to him like he's touching a cold, non-sticky gum. It's just not his.

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O = Oral (preference whether giving or receiving, skill, ect.)

°He loves it when you pleasure him like this, he can bury his fingers in your hair and give or keep control as he pleases. He just loves to let you do it and see if you tantalise him a bit or not. Not to mention that he can still put the collar on you and wipe away the rest of the cum with his fingers to try it himself if you haven't swallowed it all. But you still get the rewarding kiss and the praise.

°,,Fuck-ah you're so good-ah in that."

°Similar to Dead, he is completely fascinated by this. He'll hug you from behind and derig you onto the bed, only to get off you and immediately get down on his knees and practically rip your clothes off and treat himself to the best there is. He's more than just concerned about giving you a good time, he's also concerned about your reaction to him. Whether in the form of your moans and pleas, the slight trembling of your legs, everything is reward enough for him. Especially when he leaves little red sweet burning scratches on your thighs with his fingernails. He just likes to hold you in spite of everything.

°,,You're sexy as hell when you beg to come".

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P = Pace (are they fast and hard? slow and sensitive? etc.)

°He is usually a mix of both, initially rather slow and almost cautious. Always watching and observing how you react to him and how you sink into lust.

°But as soon as the lust and excitement has clouded his brain, there's no stopping him. It's not for nothing that the wood of his bed is already slightly scraped by the constant banging against the wall.

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Q = Quickie (their opinion on quickies, how often etc)

°Yes, he is definitely a fan of quickies because they are good for settling down and go fast which is doubly good when he doesn't have too much time.

°Not too often, it depends on how much time you both have, before a concert and you've got about twenty minutes to go. In a side street before you go to the record shop why not? Or after a concert in the backstage area everything is inside.

°,,You, me and the dressing room over there?"

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R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

°He doesn't really have any experience in experimenting. The relationships before you were really just dull and lacklustre. But with you, since you've been together, you've both been experimenting with each other.

°He almost never says no to taking a risk, whether it's something new or a quickie. Unless it's a bad time and/or it's something he doesn't like at all or something you don't like.

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S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long can they last?)

°He has more than just good stamina and strength which is not least due to the fact that he does at least some training because murdering a person just like that takes time. But as for the sex, at least 3 rounds are possible, of course, depending on how much you both feel like it. But it is certain that the night is long.

°,,That was only round two, but you can't go another round, my sweet".

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T = Toys (do they have toys? do they use them? on their partner or themselves?)

°Knife = His knife, which he always carries with him everywhere, has become his favourite sex toy as well as a murder weapon. After you two have become familiar with it, he uses it almost all the time. Little red stripes on your body are part of it. This narrow degree of lust, the fear of stabbing and the thought of committing murder simply excites him. Even if he should hurt your skin, he immediately covers it up with his lips kissing the wound and the words of praise.

°,,You mean so much to me, I mean look at how beautiful you are".

°Collar/Leash = He likes to use this on you in the doggy position when he doesn't have your hair in his hand he will use it with pleasure to pull you towards him. Running his fingers over the cool leather that nestles against you simply triggers a desirable kind of desire in him.

°,,Shit, you don't know how good you look".

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U = Unfair (how they love to tease)

°He likes it especially to see how you react to it. Be it like I said in a bar with Mayhem and he lets his hand go under the table and puts it on your thigh.

°,,What's the matter, sweetie?"

°But even if you start to tease him, even if it's just a suggestive look, he'll go for it and it's almost a make out session which is commented on by the others rolling their eyes.

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V = Volume (how loud are they, what sounds do they make, etc.)

°He is loud at least when he knows you are alone. Because then it's almost too dangerous for him to get caught, especially if it's in a busy place. But even then, with a certain alcohol level, he doesn't care in the end.

°Moaning loudly. He is not ashamed of it and will tell you and others within earshot how good you are and how incredible everything feels.

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W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

°The thought of you two committing murder together, since he got away with one for now, is more than stimulating to him. Imagining what weapons you would both take, pick a victim and just do it. Together it must feel wonderful - at least he's convinced of that.

°Shoot a snuff film with you, you hold the camera while he does the deeds and they are real and not acted out. The porn sequences in between you both shoot with pleasure, the only question is which of Mayhem and the coven may be the lucky cameraman.

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X = X-ray (let's look under the clothes)

°He has a happy trail that is just as dark as his hair and is clearly visible depending on whether he keeps it or rides it off. From the size 16cm/6,29921 he is well equipped but from the width his diameter is the thickest of all not only the band of the whole group. You can get your fingers around it but they only almost touch.

°He knows he is good looking. He knows he turns you on and you find him attractive. He knows you're watching him, and not just when he gets out of the shower with a towel around his hips, his hair wet, and you watch every drop of water as it glides over his skin. He fucking loves it.

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Y = Yearning (how high is the sex drive?)

°High. Very high. Even if you can't tell by listening to music or watching movies for hours and talking about his fantasies. But in between all that, he's all about you.

°Especially when you are together in the basement of the record store or at his house his hands are always on you. A little play with your hair strand and sweet perverted purring words. His hand on your or your thigh to your centre or your breasts he is all over you.

°,,Fuck...I mean the sight of you...how about we get out of here and well you know".

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Z = Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

°There are two possibilities the first is that he takes a long time to fall asleep. Which is more likely to be because he either watches a movie or starts talking to you about anything afterwards.

°The second possibility is that he falls asleep immediately afterwards. Of course after all the aftercare but when you have adjusted your pillow and are about to ask him something you don't hear anything from him except a little snore. A big grizzly bear sleeping gently next to his little lamb.

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@mayhem-things , @beldamama , @bvg-w1res

[justash02]

Womanizer; 11~

A/n; lemme know if you have feedback! It’s always welcome! So are Requests! Text me! I’m nice:>

Plot; Everyone who knew who Tom Kaulitz was knew that he was girl crazy, he's very well known for having girls around him all the time.

Warning; SMUT! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! Oral; M reserving, raw fucking, slut shaming, man handeling?

Pairing; Tom Kaulitz x fem reader.

Previous chapter -> next chapter.

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"Daddy likes crazy girls."

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Well, he certainly isn't self conscious about his dick... the boy wasted no times, pulling all of the remaining clothes down revealing his... actually pretty dick.

It was pretty long, not that thick, just normal sized? The tip of his dick was nice and pretty. Shit.

His cheeks were starting to heat up as he pumped himself a few times, keeping himself hard for me.

"If you want to stop-" before he could finish his sentence I wrapped my hand around his dick, gently cat licking his tip. His hips shutter at the feeling making me laugh.

"Shut the fuck up before I make you." He choked out, instant heat traveled through me. "Make me."

Before I could think of any possible things he could do he grabbed a hold of my hair, pulled it into a ponytail and pushed my head down making the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat.

My eyes watered at the sudden reflex, he hissed out a few curse words, telling me how good of a girl I am for him.

He slowly released the hold of my hair allowing me to pull back a bit. I placed my lips on his tip once more, gently licking it as jerked him off.

Soft sweet moans fell from the boys lips, making me fall more in love with him then I already was. It almost sounded angelic.

He ran his fingers through my hand, making a ponytail once again, gently pulled my head up and down on his dick.

"So good baby." He praised as I continued to let him use my mouth for his pleasure, "You just love being used like the little slut you are, don't you?" He grunted out, tightening his grip on my hair.

I looked up with him, eyes begging him to keep face fucking me like this as if my life depended on it. This boy has shown me new sides of myself I've never seen before.

"Fuck baby, I don't wanna cum yet." He said, gently tapping the side of my arm that was resting on his thigh. I pulled away from his cock with a pop making him groan at the lack of warmth.

"Did I do good?" I asked, getting off of the ground. Tom's eyes were hooded, filled with pure lust as he nodded. "Always." I smiled, he pulled my close by my hips, gently kissing the exposed skin of my stomach giving me Deja Vu.

I pulled off my shirt, revealing my breast. When I tell you I saw a trail of drool doing down the side of Tom's cheeks I wouldn't be lying. "Not even wearing a bra?" He clicked his tongue as he pulled away from my stomach, gently running his finger over my already harden nipple.

A gasp fell from my lips, making me smirk. His hands went over to my skirt before hitching it up revealing my underwear.

He waisted no time before pulling my underwear down, leaving me only in my skirt. "Did you know I was going to let you have sex with me?" I asked, placing my hands on his shoulder, pushing him on to the bed before getting on top of him.

He shook his head, hands finding my hips once again. "Can I..?" He said, looking down at our bodies. Here goes nothing.

I nodded my head, sitting him, allowing him to do the same. He grabbed a hold of both of my butt cheeks before pumping his cock, lining it towards my entrance.

He slowly pushed my hips down, making me gasps at the feeling for his cock filling me all the way up.

"Fuck baby, your pussy swallows my cock in so well." He chocked out as he was in all the way. My arms around his neck as he leaned closer to hide his face in the curve of my neck, gently kissing the skin while letting me get used to him spreading my pussy out like that.

I pulled his face away from my neck before slamming my lips against his, his arms instantly wrapped around my waisted as I began moving up and down on his long dick.

I moaned ripped from my throat as each of his thrusts hit my G-spot. The cocky bastard knew what he was doing obviously. "Fuck Tom." I choked out. He just smirked as he lets one of his hands travel to my clit, rubbing circles on the nerve.

"S-shit." I cursed out as I could feel my high getting the better of me. The sound of our skin clapping and the groans coming for Tom was more then enough to send me into a intense orgasm.

Tom grinned as he laid down, pulling me with him. He took a tight hold of my hands before fucking into my hole with brute force.

My face red, tears running from my eyes and loud moans ripping from my throat as he abused my already creaming cunt.

"F-fuck go-gonna cum y/n/n." But before I could think of anything he pushed me off of him, quickly standing up before pushing his cock in my mouth, letting me taste myself. 

"Suck, slut." I nodded, quickly getting to work. Soon his warm semen filled over my tongue and into my throat.

Whimpers, and I mean genuinely. Pussy tightening, orgasm triggering, mouth watering wimpers came for the man before me.

He gently kept fucking my mouth, making sure to ride out his high. I could feel his cock growing soft in my mouth before he pulled out.

"Fuck, you better let me do that more."

*^*^*

I feel so dirty lol.

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

The Loving Prince, Dark Choco Cookie x Trans male!Reader

Tw: Sexually explicit content and BRIEF mention of a transphobic family.

It had been quite some time since he left the Cookies of Darkness, abandoned that cursed sword, and started his true path. Honestly, he felt free and happy for the first time in ages, but even more so when he was with his…new friend.

He met you one day when you were injured in the forest. You were attacked by cake hounds and just barely managed to escape; it was when you thought you were going to die did you meet the young prince. He saved your life that day and nursed you back to health. Words couldn’t describe how grateful you were, and you just so happened to be in a similar situation. You had no home, no family to really turn to, you were out trying to find your own path.

He didn’t give much complaint to you tagging along with him, and to be honest he wanted to be there just in case something happened.

In fact, he ended up happy to have you there rather quickly. Your attitude of facing the world despite the hardships just got to him. Especially when he learned your own story. You were trans and were kicked out of your home by your “family” because of it. But you didn’t let that get you down, you were still fighting to be who you are and that was something he greatly admired about you. You were strong in the real way, mentally, emotionally, you wouldn’t let things break you down. He wished he could be like you someday…

“Dark choco!” You spoke.

“Ah! Erm, yes?”

“Heheheheh, you okay there bud? You’ve been spacing out recently.”

“Oh, yes, I’m alright don’t worry.” He replied.

You gave him this look almost like you didn’t believe him but decided to drop it for now, it was getting dark out and it was time to set up camp. Dark choco got everything out and ready as you collected sticks for a fire, you both worked perfectly in tandem with each other as you spent more time together. You loved helping out and…well…you loved watching him put his muscles to work.

You’ll admit that you may have grown some tiny…okay very large, feelings for Dark choco. He was just so sweet and considerate, he made himself an amazing friend. The support you needed these days, he LITERALLY saved your life. Grateful doesn’t even begin to cover how you felt about that. You felt like he was your everything, like you needed him. But at the same time, you didn’t want to scare or overwhelm him, so you kept your feelings to yourself.

Little did you know Dark choco felt the same way about you. He was deeply in love with you, all of you, battle scars included. Yes, that’s what he called your surgery scars, battle scars. You won the toughest battle anyone has to go through, the battle of self-identity. He admired you so much because of that, as he was still going through his own battle.

Dark choco looked over at you with a small smile. He grabbed your hand and placed a small kiss on it, you blushed when he did so. Slowly, the two of you leaned closer to each other and your lips met.

He deepened the kiss and you softly moaned, letting him do so. Your arms wrapped around his body as his own moved to hold your waist. He kept kissing until the both of you needed air, a trail of saliva connecting you both until he spoke.

“I’m…sorry if that was sudden, I just-. “

You cut him off.

“Don’t apologize I love you too.”

His smile got bigger, he looked so handsome when he smiled. You leaned in and kissed him again, pressed deeper and firm against his body. Feeling the well-earned muscles, he let out a pleased albeit muffled sigh. You kept kissing him, hands slowly moving down his body, but you stopped when he went rigid.

“O-Oh I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have gone farther!”

“No no, it’s just in my kingdom’s culture we normally don’t…have sex until we’re married.”

“If you want to stop, we can, it’s okay I can wait.”

He gently smiled again.

“No, I want to do it with you, I love you.”

You smiled again and squeaked when he pressed a gentle kiss against your neck. Shuddering you let him continue, his hands moving up your shirt and taking the article off your body. Now exposed you blushed even more but he continued with your prodding. Kissing down your neck, shoulders, and chest, he kissed your scars.

“Mm!” You squealed.

“Are you alright?” He questioned.

“I’m fine, it just, felt really good.”

His eyes widened a bit, but he continued to kiss and love on your scars much to your joy. Doing that while his hands moved down to your pants. He slowly pulled them off, listening to your cues to make sure everything was still okay. He kissed your lips again as he gently rubbed your privates, you shivered and shuddered, moaning as a thumb rubbed your clit and two of his fingers entered you.

“D-Dark choco.” You stuttered.

“Sssh.”

He kept fingering you gently and carefully, making sure everything was still fine with you. He whispered the things he loved about you, it was so genuine and kind that it nearly made you cry. You held onto his body, the knot in your stomach grew as your orgasm approach, you were mumbling his name like it was a prayer, getting louder as you came on his fingers.

He kissed your nose as he pulled his hand away, easing off his own clothing. You admired his scarred body and decided to return the favor by kissing one of the scars on him. He shuddered and sighed with pleasure.

“I love you; I love you so much.” He mumbled, pressing his erect cock against your entrance.

He looked at you for confirmation and only thrusted when you nodded. Easing himself in, he stretched your insides. You whimpered as your first time was taken, it hurt but he stopped to let you adjust. He pressed butterfly kisses on your face, down your neck and to your chest again. He thrusted slowly when you gave the go ahead, he eased your body’s pain by kissing the scars on your chest.

Slowly the pain faded to pleasure as you let him thrust deeper and faster against your core, he kissed and licked the scars on your chest while your hands traced the ones on his body. You squealed and moaned for him as you urged the prince to go faster.

You loved what he was doing to you, it made you feel so amazing and so loved as he worshipped your body.

“Dark choco! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

You both moaned and your insides squeezed his cock as you came. His hips stuttered as he came soon after you, heat flooded your body as you panted.

“I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to cum inside- “

“Sssh, it’s okay, I’m just happy that it was you who did it.” You smiled at him.

You hugged him and he hugged you back, the moment felt utter perfect. And if there were some unforeseen consequences, you’ll face it with him.

[lunaekalenda]

poor one that doesn't know how to touch. lucky you that toji doesn't mind to sit in front of you and guide how you should caress and touch yourself. he can teach you for hours, until you're a crying and messy little thing for him, whimpering and moaning under his attentive gaze. still, he will simply keep caressing himself on top of his sweatpants, side smile and half closen eyes before he speaks with the sweetest voice ever.

"one more time, yeah? i think you deserve it after how good you've been today." as a excuse to watch you do it for a little more time.

[gyusimp]

°•300 followers gift! •°

⚠️Warnings: NSFW, MINORS PLEASE DNI!, Smut content, Very explicit content, Dark content, Kidnapping at Kyogoku house, Stockholm syndrome, submissive reader, Female reader, Insults, Inappropiate languaje, Canon Gyutaro. Read at your own risk.

I reached 300 followers! I promised a good smut so here's a gift from me to all of you for being so amazing. I have no words to thank all your support and kind words since the beginning of this adventure on Tumblr, writing for Gyutaro makes me very happy and it also makes me happier to know that I am contributing a little to this fan club of his. Thank you very much so enjoy! 💚

Special thanks for @mrsshabana and her interesting suggestion 👀

It had already been a long time. were they days? Weeks? Months? You don't remember, but since that day your life took a 180 degree turn. You entered the Kyogoku house with the hope that you could have a better life than you've led up to now, even if it meant selling your body as if you meant nothing. They say that money is not everything in life, surely someone who never lacked for anything said it and now here you were, in your training to learn to be a refined and elegant girl capable of attracting clients with something more than just your physical.

It was easy for you to be accepted, you were one of the few most beautiful girls that existed within the Entertainment District, the house would grow enormously with you so if they didn't accept you it would be stupid. Your beauty had saved your life but it had also condemned you in a way, without you knowing it. You didn't even imagine it.

He had seen you. At all hours of the day, although you could not see him he could watch you, from the dark depths of the shadows he watched you. Every step you took, every word you said he could hear you and hell, you were driving him crazy, just looking at you made him want things that had never crossed his mind before in all his long years of life. Would he just keep watching you or would he do something to change his reality?

His selfishness took him too far this time. You were perfect, you were his and he would not allow you to be contaminated by the dirt of any insignificant worm. You were clean and beautiful, he wouldn't let anyone get their hands on you until it was his turn. If someone was going to try you, it would be him, if someone was going to stain you, contaminate you or desecrate you inside this house, it would be him and no one else but him. He wanted that just by seeing you, everyone would know that you were his and no one else's, that you belonged to him, that every corner of your body screamed his name.

Gyutaro Shabana.

That was when his sister let him do as he pleased, it would be easy to invent a rumor about the girl's escape or murder, it didn't matter. Like her, her brother always got what he wanted. He took you all to himself, he owned you in the darkest and most secluded place in the Kyogoku house, the place furthest from all human contact that no one had the slightest idea existed, where he could remind you that you were his when he wanted.

The first few days were difficult, this client took you all to himself and it seemed like he would never let you go. That twisted idea had no place in your head, you cried, you got angry but no matter how big a scandal you made you couldn't escape from his side.

Those days are just memories now, vague memories where you still can't understand how your way of thinking changed by being by his side. As if you felt anger and frustration when you saw him, you went from wanting him in the same way and doing whatever this man could think of. It would be enough for him to snap his fingers to have you on your knees in front of him completely at his will, because you were his.

Summer was just arriving, the nights, despite being windy, were still hot and irritating. You were in the same place you had been since he took you in trying to find a way to deal with the high temperatures in the environment. Small amounts of sweat began to dampen your body under your clothes, your loose hair was a torment and that feeling between your legs was too annoying. It wasn't because you felt aroused, just the heat made your panties feel very wet for some reason and that was starting to irritate you. When suddenly, he appeared.

Your heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, your heartbeat quickened, and thrilling joy blossomed from the depths of your chest.

"Gyutaro-sama!" You squealed with excitement.

He walked towards you and you just greeted him as usual. You sat on your knees with both hands resting on the ground in front of you as he continued to move closer to you. You looked at him happily, waiting for his return greeting. Gyutaro watched you from above, from head to toe. He noticed the big blush that was painted on your face, how little hairs stuck to your forehead and shoulders due to your sweating and then he looked down at your chest. Your kimono was slightly open because you were trying to freshen up a few minutes ago, which left the beginning of your breasts exposed, making Gyutaro start to feel hard.

He cupped your chin in his thin, bony fingers and forced you to look into his eyes.

"It's hot in here, don't you think?" he asked, with a lazy smile.

"O-Of course, it's quite annoying!"

He kept looking at you "It's different for demons but..." he placed his thumb over your lips, touching them with his fingertip noticing that they were a bit dry. "I suppose you'd do anything to get some water, wouldn't you?"

Water. That would be the solution, you were dying and you didn't know why but Gyutaro had given you the answer. You were probably dehydrated so that was what would get rid of this unbearable heat.

"Yes! You're right!" You answered agitated. "You could get me some, right? You are very good to me, Gyutaro-sama. Could you get me some water?" You asked, eager to hear an answer as you rubbed your face in the palm of his hand as if you were a cat happy to see its owner after a day without seeing him.

Gyutaro laughed after hearing your request. "Of course! You know I can give you whatever you want, as long as you do your part...would you do what daddy asks, sweetie?" He asked.

"Y-yes! Of course I do!" You responded excitedly, almost jumping in place to get closer to him and hold his hands. "You know I would do anything for you, I'm yours!"

Gyutaro watched you with a mocking smile, he thought you were desperately pathetic and that turned him on too much. He loved seeing you so desperate and surrendered at his feet, willing to leave you in his hands so that he could do what he wanted with you.

"Then you'll have to take care of this." Gyutaro took a part of your hair to pull it and bring your head closer to his hip in an abrupt way, to bury your face in his crotch making his length crash against your face. "Look what you've done, my little slut…you'll take care of it."

Gyutaro pulled your hair again and forcefully threw you to the ground so that you were lying on your back. He didn't wait another minute to loom over you in an imposing way and watch you eager to do with you what he wanted.

He took the red ribbon around his neck and took it off, took your hands and tied them above your head to hold you steady. Immediately after, Gyutaro grabbed the collar of your kimono with one hand and pulled it down with all his might to open it, ripping your obi and the rest of the garment leaving you completely naked since you weren't wearing any underwear. Gyutaro looked at you carefully and made fun of you when he saw your extremely flushed face, trying to cover you but your hands were tied.

"What a pathetic and poor girl...I will make you feel like never before." He said between laughs.

Gyutaro settled on you and took your knees with both hands to separate them and open your legs wide, finding your cunt naked and already very wet. He licked his lips and without wasting another minute he pounced on you to start tasting you.

Gyutaro squeezed your thighs hard, making you moan shakily the moment his tongue made contact with your slippery folds. Your hips moved in circles to one side and the other to try to get more pleasure than what Gyutaro was already giving you. You could feel his tongue and teeth running all over your wet vagina, he didn't take breaks, he just devoured you completely like there was no tomorrow. After his mouth had been in each and every one of the corners of your core, he separated from you with a snap coming from his mouth after having made one last suck.

You could feel how wet you were between your legs, a part of your juices had trickled down your butt, wetting your thighs and crotch, mixing with Gyutaro's thick saliva. When he separated from you, a transparent thread was the only thing that united him between your pussy and his mouth. His lips were wet, drops dripping from the corners of his mouth to his chin and he wiped them away with the back of his hand. You felt very aroused and the best of all is that all this was just beginning.

You gave Gyutaro a submissive but daring smile, letting him know you needed more from him. Sometimes, he just bothered you, stimulating you for a while, making you believe that he would fuck you, but actually, he ended up getting up and leaving on purpose, leaving you irritated and desperate. The times when this happened, you usually ended up masturbating, but it was nothing like when Gyutaro did it to you.

"Aren't you going to continue? I thought you wanted to" you said, feigning sadness. "I need more of you and you know it..." your legs stayed open on your own and you weren't going to close them. Gyutaro was in front of you so your intention was that your open and wet cunt was under his gaze to seduce him. "Sure? You don't want to continue?" You asked, you started rubbing against the futon you were lying on to tease him, Gyutaro untied your hands and you lowered your fingers into your pussy. "I'm yours, Gyutaro...see?" You took your labia and spread them wide to expose your wet folds and swollen, throbbing clit to begin rubbing it with your fingers slowly and carelessly until your movements became faster and more rushed as you began to feel more pleasure. "Don't you want to do this? Don't you want to touch me and do everything you want to me?...that's what I'm for!" Your voice was desperate and a bit demanding begging for him. "I told you you could do whatever you want to me so here I am, see?" You said, and you spread your legs more showing Gyutaro your vagina. "Th-this cunt is yours Gyutaro-o...aahh...it's all yours and you can do whatever you want, whatever you want but I-I need you inside, I need you inside of me...j-just take me and do what you want, open me as wide as you can and fuck me until you can't anymore...fuck this little pussy and make me feel complete! Do it Gyutaro-sama!"

Gyutaro removed your hand from your vagina before you could cum on your own, grabbed your hair and turned you to place your chest on the futon, exposing your back. He took you by the waist with both hands hard and put them under you to squeeze your tits making you gasp. Gyutaro came closer to you and lowered one of his hands towards your pussy to insert his fingers directly into your wet hole. Every time Gyutaro moved and arched his fingers inside you there were wet sounds that caused you to get more and more wet.

Your eyes were blank and a thread of saliva ran down your mouth to your chin while you couldn't stop moaning desperately.

"I love to make my whore happy!" Gyutaro said, full of pride in himself. "Do you really want me to do everything you said? Well...you asked for it."

Gyutaro took his hand out of your pussy with another loud sound caused by your juices, he took your hip and made you lift it up, leaning on your knees but without letting your tits come off the futon, arching your back. The only view Gyutaro had now was of your ass so in awe of the view he gave you a hard and painful spank that made you moan. Your ass was on top so he didn't have a perfect view of your hole unlike when he just spreads your legs to fuck you. Gyutaro lowered his hand to your pussy again and began to touch you "looking for your hole" while with the other hand he pulled out his hard dick dripping from his pants and when he finally knew where to enter, he rammed you and penetrated you the first time making you scream with a bang painful pleasure. Your hands were clinging to the futon trying to hold you steady but Gyutaro was too strong and moved too fast. "Is that okay? Is that how you wanted me to fuck you?" he asked sarcastically. Gyutaro cupped your pussy with both thumbs and spread it open to expose your swollen folds. "That's how you wanted me to fuck and open you, right bitch? To fill you up and make you dirty with me, to stain you and make you impure! Are you enjoying it now? Is your pathetic cunt better now or will it still be dripping and writhing for me until i destroy it?!" He spoke mockingly.

You were dying in every way, this hurt as fuck but the pleasure that Gyutaro gave you was completely indescribable, his thick cock was demolishing you but that was what you wanted and you didn't care that your legs and your entire cunt hurt tomorrow and during some days. This is why you were by his side, right? Gyutaro took you by the hips as he dug into you, squeezing your ass and showering you with insults and dirty words, he pulled your hair up to see your expression and your eyes rolling up non-stop moaning until he kissed you abruptly without stopping moving. Gyutaro kept going until he realized how tight your pussy was, your body began to shake and your hair was a mess mixing on your face with your tears, sweat and saliva. Your entire cunt trembled and after feeling that perfect sensation of burning and pleasure at the tip of your clit, you cum. You cum all over Gyutaro's dick just like he did inside you, his release so great that it began to overflow through your folds until it seeped out of your vagina and trickled down your crotch, thighs and knees until it dripped onto the futon and created a small thick puddle under both of them. This orgasm was a relief for you, after having come all you could do was fall on the futon without caring how you got daub in your semen and Gyutaro's. Your eyelids were starting to feel too heavy until you started to close your eyes.

You couldn't even get the water that Gyutaro had promised you because after that amazing fuck, you fell asleep or passed out even with Gyutaro deep inside you. Maybe you had reached your limit but... are you sure that Gyutaro too?

[rowanmutt-afterdark]

This was the winner of the poll I posted a week ago.

This was so much fun to make. I've never actually written this type of sexual activity beforem but I enjoyed it! I hope you all enjoy it as well!

Warning(s): NSFW warning ⚠️🔞 Masturbation and phone sex! If you are a minor, please do NOT read! This is a writing blog that contains NSFW content. Minors are not welcome!

TFP Optimus Prime X Gender Neutral Human Reader

Work had you stressed out, you were on a two week work trip away from the team and your beloved, Optimus. You missed him so much. You craved him. His touch, voice, kiss, everything. You wanted him. You were pent up, and the stress didn't help.

Tonight though, Optimus thought of a great solution to your problem as well as his. It as brought to his attention when doing research on how to relieve stress while long distance. Something that intrigued him and fueled his curiosity of how it would work. This idea ended up with you holding your phone, video chat online. You could see Optimu sitting at his desk, the datapad showing a live screening of his upper half. You were anxious and excited, you've never done this before. And Optimus has neither, it was a new experience that you both were willing to try.

"You seem nervous, do we need to stop?" Optimus asks making you panic that your wiggling and fidgeting was coming off as anxious.

"No, I'm ok. Just- Just excited. I miss you, Optimus. This isn't the real thing but it's close enough. And it's new, I know you aren't one for trying new things that often." You hear him chuckle, you could imagine the rumble of his chassis. His voice was so deep and intoxicating, there were a few times he made you cum from him talking you through an orgasm.

This mech drove you crazy.

"Are you ready? I would like to see you again." Optimus starts, you see his right arm shift to move between his legs. He was more than likely excited for this as well. He was great at keeping his cool in check. You nod in response to his question, before moving the phone to rest on an object to prop it up, you spread your legs and lean against the pile of pillows. Exposing your body to him.

Your sex exposed to him. You heard his engine revv before he cleared his throat with a nervous smile. "By the Primes, you are as beautiful/handsome when I last had you naked beneath me." You bite your lip as your hand travels down your body, smoothly gliding down to your crotch where you start to tease yourself. You can see Optimus shakily ex-vent as he watches you work your magic.

Your fingers tease yourself, gliding up and down before you cup yourself and start working yourself up. It's exciting. Watching the mech you know to be in control of his emotions, start to slip the act of leader, the real him starting to slip through. Tje gentle, lovinv mech starting to emerge as he got all worked up over you. His words of encouragement and groans, having you continue working yourself up towards your end.

You make sure to be a little louder than normal so he can hear you. It obviously works as he suddenly grabs the datapad and aims it's down to his lap. Your gasp stutters at the sight. His spike is rock hard, weeping at the tip. His other servo is stroking at it vigorously.

"Come with me, I wanna hear you. I want to hear just how good you are making yourself feel." He orders, you don't hesitate. You quickly pick up to pace. Gasping and moaning his name as the two of you watch each other start to peak towards your end. You moan his name, shaking and bucking as you cum. You can vaguely hear Optimus groaning as he releases as well. The sounds of moaning and wet, slick masturbation fills the room.

When you come back down, mind hazey yet satisfued, Optimus is leaning back against his office chair. His faceplate flushed, and his vents cycled air loudly on the other side of the call.

"How was that?" You ask him, hoping he liked it. He chuckles with a gentle smile as he starts to clean himself up. A rag he's used on himself before when the two of you have been intimate.

"It was great, my Spark. Though, I miss the real thing. I hope you know, when you return. You will not be leaving my berth for the rest of the night." He says, his voice growing husky, sending chills up your spine at the images and sounds your imagination created from that little sentence.

You were glad the trip would be ending soon.

[missmeinyourbones]

not to be a slut on the timeline but if you send in a character and a prompt i may be a slut on the timeline

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Im dying for the second part of your last dead smut. Jack Kilmer with long hair is my weakness. Thnx bby, love your blog

My heat and cold

warning : smut, minors don't read, kissing, some biting

Part.1

masterlist

Info : Glad you like my blog so much. Everyone have fun reading the second part...and Jack with long hair is just cute.

Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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°The mood was instantly changed when the door was pushed open and their mutual friend Euronymous came in. The heat was quite pleasant, they both had to admit. However, in contrast to the foreplay and the sex they actually had and wanted to have, they could do without the heat.

°Even Euronymous, after they all sat on the couch for a few more moments, realised that it was more than just an awkward moment. ,,You warm up, let's go upstairs," she murmured, looking over at Dead, who seemed completely out of it. The black-haired man nodded as well and seemed to be looking for the bleach to wash his eyes with.

°They had probably disturbed him a little too much. Rising from the couch first and taking the few steps to the blond, she reached for his cold hand more carefully before pulling him up from the couch. Euronymous with a last apologetic look, she went up the old stairs with the blond.

°She felt the embarrassment going through the blond as he still didn't seem to get over what had happened. ,,Don't worry about it," she murmured and closed the door behind her as they both arrived in the blond's room. Before she sat down with him on the mattress.

°She saw the redness on his cheeks, still felt the faster heartbeat on her and on him. Lust still lay between them. ,,Come here," she mumbled and gently pulled him down onto the mattress before settling on his hip. She felt that he was still hard and this added to his condition.

°She heard the sigh as his arousal rubbed over her centre. A smirk came to her lips as she saw him close his eyes for a moment. Before she ran her fingers through his long blond hair. She even thought she heard him whimper. ,,My death," she murmured and slipped her top off.

°Exposing her torso, she saw something light up in his gaze. Before his cold hands moved over her torso, leaving slightly red stripes. Before he lightly massaged her breasts and she leaned down to him. Kissed him and tied him to her again. ,,My life" he mumbled and in a moment when she was defenceless he turned around with her.

°She made a surprised noise and laughed when she found herself under him. The blonde strands hung lightly in his face again as he moved away from her for a moment and undressed himself. The two of them exposed themselves and she saw their perfect beauty. ,,I love you," he murmured, leaning down to kiss her again as he positioned himself correctly.

°Placing himself between her thighs she felt the two quick kisses. His sweet sign to ask her if he could continue. Giving a hasty nod, she moaned with pleasure moments later as she felt him inside her. The blonde also made a similar sound and mumbled something like praise.

°Her hands scratched over his back, pulling him closer and feeling him more clearly. The lust between them intensified and the erotic noises filled the room more and more. They were both grateful that Euronymous had turned the music up louder downstairs. Otherwise the band founder would probably have to rip his ears out.

°He left kisses and light bites on her upper body. Gentle and yet lasting like a short kiss, a short bite or just running along her veins and veins. Feeling her life and enjoying it. While she lost herself in his coldness in the small gestures and facial expressions. Feasting on the breath of death.

°Closing her legs around him and letting out a guttural moan as he felt her out and hit the spot that filled her. Making him whimper as she enclosed him even more and pulled his hair. A shiver went over his body and he enjoyed the feeling.

°She heard him murmur something to her that it would soon be over. She agreed and tried to give herself to him. Engaging him in another kiss, she felt his pace quicken and rhythm loosen. Before the two of them came a few moments later and held on to each other. They kissed and made love to each other.

°A few moments later he rose from her and sat down next to her. Taking the simple blanket, she put it over her and him. He heard the murmured "I love you" before he reached for her hand. Smiling at his devotion, even if he was not always completely there interpersonally, she loved him anyway.

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@mayhem-things , @icarus-star

[fancyfearful]

Forgive me fandom, for I have sinned...

I’ve been antagonized by my own creative mind for a few days now, and have finally clawed my way out from out from the depths of Writer’s Block Hell™ to curse present y’all with a quick-fic based off of this post  from 

@itsmattibad !  

Obligatory Disclaimers: Copywritten characters belong to their respective creators, the artwork/’prompt’ belongs to @itsmattibad, and this work of fiction is NOT to be consumed by minors/anyone under the age of 18 years old! This fic isn’t explicit, but it IS suggestive, so minors be gone.

 I also have limited knowledge on MHA in general (mostly cause I watched only 1 season of it, rip) but I couldn’t break free of the chokehold this man had on me, so my bad if this is an OOC take! I also haven’t written ‘traditional fanfiction’ in like...months...years? It’s been a while >.>; Anyways, enjoy!

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9:45AM. 

That was the time you were supposed to clock in for work. 9:45am, and not one minute later. It was just enough time for you to grab a small snack, a quick cup of coffee, and rest your legs for a bit.

And given how empty the coffee shop looked at this moment, it seemed like luck was on your side. You'd be in and out of the building with a few minutes to spare.

Unfortunately, the neutral expression on your face switched to a frown when you noticed who was working today. You didn't know his name, and it didn't help that you never caught him wearing a nametag either, but of all the people to be behind the register looking at their phone, it was your least favorite barista.

You recognized the combination of bright blue eyes, shiny piercings, and messy, unkept, white hair right away and it took everything you had not to let out an irritated sigh as you approached the register. He tried hitting on you a few weeks ago, and after you had turned him down, he went out of his way to make sure that your order was messed up in one way, or another, every time that he happened to be working.

And even though the other baristas fixed your orders without any problems, having to repeatedly go back to them in the first place was still annoying to begin with.

He was obnoxious, overbearing, and unnecessarily petty over being rejected by some random woman he didn't even know personally. Hell, he couldn't even pronounce your name properly the first time he tried to call it out for your order. But this was the closest coffee shop to your workplace, so as long as you showed up here early, you could afford to take an extra few minutes to correct your order on the off chance he was working.

Several seconds pass while you wait for him to finally notice you standing there, but you really don’t have the patience for something like this. So, after clearing your throat loudly to get his attention, he finally looks up from his damn phone.

He chuckles a little, and given the smug expression on his face, he recognizes you instantly.

“Well, look who it is! How’s it go-”

“I’ll have a bran muffin, and my usual drink order. Extra foam on top.” You say, quickly cutting him off. You really didn’t want to drag this out any longer than necessary, and had pulled out a few bills from your wallet to put down onto the counter before he could even give you your total.

“Is the extra change supposed to be a tip? That’s real generous of you. And here I thought you didn’t like me...” the bastard barista comments, sounding pleasantly surprised.

It takes everything you have to stop yourself from either cursing him out or straight up leave the shop entirely.

“Look, I really, really don’t have the time for this, okay? I have somewhere important to be, so if you want to keep the change, keep it.” You reply, trying your best to sound calm. Maybe he couldn’t tell that you were annoyed with his bullshit already…or maybe he did know and simply didn’t care. 

All things considered, the second option seemed more likely.

“You know, I think I could get used to this. Having you walk in here, and send a few extra coins my way is definitely a good way to start a shift.” the white-haired weirdo replies, all while punching your order into the register before swiping your money up from off of the counter.

“You’ll probably spend the money on something stupid anyway.” You grumble, hoping he doesn’t hear your snide comment.

“Does a date with you count as something stupid?”

“I’m still not interested, and if you ask me again, then I’m going to-”

“Alright, alright, there’s no need to get anyone’s boss involved, so I’ll drop it. These piercings don’t pay for themselves, so I actually have to keep this job. Here, I’ll even toss in an extra muffin.” the white-haired barista says before handing over your items.

You quickly take the bagged muffins and your drink from him without another word, but you notice something different about him in that instant. The jerk is actually wearing his nametag this time, although you could’ve sworn that he didn’t have it on when you first walked in here. You hadn’t given it much thought before, but somehow the name ‘Dabi’ seemed fitting.

After turning around, you make your way towards the nearest table and place your items down before looking down at your drink with a frustrated sigh. 

Of course he forgot the extra foam. In fact, your drink didn’t have any foam on it at all.

You roll your eyes, carrying your drink back over to the register to find the petty barista, Dabi, casually messing around with his phone again instead of doing anything productive.

“Excuse me, there’s no foam in this, and I asked for extra foam earlier.”

“Oh? My apologies, miss. Here, let me fix that for you.” Dabi replies, his tone clearly mocking you.

And that tone makes you instantly regret voicing your complaint to begin with.

But before you know it, your drink is plucked out from your hands, and carried away to be ‘fixed’. You aren’t entirely sure what Dabi has in store for your order this time, but it can’t be anything good.

“Here you go, all fixed up. I think I’ve really outdone myself this time.” He says proudly, still holding your drink as you glance over to see what he’s talking about.

The crude foam art is easy to recognize, and the moment you frown, Dabi chuckles.

It’s a drawing of a dick. And a well designed, lengthy one at that. 

You’re equal parts annoyed and impressed by his handiwork, but before you get the chance to complain, he pulls the cup far away from you again.

“Wait, I almost forgot the extra foam...”

Without breaking eye contact, he opens his mouth and lets his pierced tongue hover over your drink. A trickle of saliva slides down towards the tip of it, and you can only watch in shock as Dabi uses a strand of his own spit to add a finishing touch to his own masterpiece; a thin, but noticeable line is drawn through the foam and it makes it look like the cock in your coffee is blowing it’s load.

The sane part of your brain is telling you to look away in disgust, but truth be told, you’re so baffled by the boldness of his actions that you still can’t believe that this is actually happening. This had to be some sort of weird dream, or a really messed up prank. How the hell was this guy still employed? 

Noting your shocked expression, the white-haired barista snickers before casually giving your newly decorated drink back to you. 

“There you go, exactly what you asked for. Oh, and try not to burn yourself while taking a sip. Drinks that hot can be dangerous.” He says smugly, only to quickly turn around and make his way towards a room labeled ‘Employees Only’.

You stare at the drink in front of you, still trying to process everything that’s happened within the past 10 minutes before the sound of an opening and closing door startles you. Another customer has entered the coffee shop, looking impatient and grumpy; they probably needed something more than you did, and you didn’t want to hold up the line, or get tin their way.

Grabbing your drink, you quickly mumble an apology before making your way back to the table that you picked out earlier, and the moment you sit down, you can’t help but curiously look over the detailed foam art on your beverage again.

And by the time Dabi finally returns from the ‘Employee’s Only’ room to help the grumpy guest in line, he glances over just in time to catch you hesitantly raising the cup to your lips.

[atuzunenayisi]

My Zodiac Sign HeadCanons for Top Gun (+Maverick) Characters...

Aries:

Tom "Iceman" Kazansky" is the leader. He is hot like Fire. He can be overly aggressive sometimes, there is a masculine attraction about Iceman..... 🔥

Taurus:

Robert "Bob" Floyd is someone you can easily fall in love with. Bob personally does not meet being domestic and gluttonous, which are the general characteristics of Taurus; if you meet Bob himself, you know you want to get married to him immediately, but he might say "no". He might convince you to stay together,without official papers. Don't get upset, he will eventually propose to you... And when you say "yes", your children will be really beautiful. Physically, they'll be very nice babies. Bob and you are likely to have daughters. And Bob wants to name his first daughter "Venus", the goddess of Beauty. 🤓

Gemini:

Jake "Hangman" Seresin loves to be competitive and belittle everything. According to him, there is nothing that he cannot do. He does not have permanent friends, as Competition is such a big fault in his personality. He cannot accept to be the second one, but of course he'll learn some manners. There's a bit of aggression in him, too; it's like he has two personalities… it's weird, but it's true. You want to be really patient with him, as his mood changes from one moment to another... 🏆

Cancer:

Natasha "Phoenix" is overly sensitive and a player. You can't really be sure what's on her mind. She might cry so well and make you believe it, but then it turns out that she'd fooled you. 🎭

Leo:

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell is the king of the jungle. That is why he always annoys Iceman. Maverick believes he cannot love any person. He doesn't look like he's for the long-term relationships. Does this remind you of Hangman? Yes, from the outside, such people are so like "out of your league" but then, if you have the right key to the doors of their hearts, they disprove this theory: "Hangman and Maverick were not created for Love." If you aren't the romantic person, then they'll make good bed partners. Maverick looks like a superficial person but deep inside, he yearns for true love... 🦁

Virgo:

Nick "Goose" Bradshaw... boy of September is an angel, like his wife describes.This Virgo will be your best friend, but this Virgo is a bit of a liar (not to the mischievous-extent of Natasha's Cancer). He might lie in order to save you, for example. And he gets caught too. Just like Pinocchio; when he tells a lie, his whole face flushes. His forehead, his cheeks, his nose and his chin. It's blood red all over. You cannot stop being friends with him, he's adorable. 👼

Libra:

Penny Benjamin is a star. Seriously, you can see her often among celebrities and stuff. Because she's so popular. Not only among the aviators of Top Gun, her fame exceeds her humble bar... She does know a couple of celebrities, even. They say she knows Jared Leto personally! And they're friends! Well, that's because she used to be an amateurish singer and took some acting classes… but then she didn't seek this career. She has an Aries-like charm, but as I said, while Iceman owes his charm to his masculinity, Penny owes hers to her femininity. Beauty comes from Penny's grace. She's extremely in love with her family. If you're going to marry Penny, good luck. She will love her child more than she loves you, don't be sad. It makes sense. That's her child, c'mon! 🌟

Scorpio:

Charlotte "Charlie" Blackwood is never shy. Contrary to the stereotypes of Scorpios, her eyes are dull, but she can be very sexy, remember her tongue kisses. She is good "good day pal". Never go to Charlie on your bad day, you will regret it. She won't listen to you. Not because she doesn't care, she's TOO busy. Again, like Leos -like Maverick-, you cannot expect to have long-lasting relationships with her. But she'll make a good friend. Not the best one, but a good one. She just won't go all the way with you. Eat, drink, have fun with Charlie, but never treat her as a "bad day buddy". She'll leave you eventually. 😏

Sagittarius:

Ron "Slider" Kerner, that's whom you need to be bros with!!! Because he is full of Life. Is he seriously the travel-loving, "single" Sagittarius, as the astrologers claim? A little bit… but I think what makes Slider "Sagittarius" is that he's a good-looking person. He likes to have fun, and, he is positive, aaaannnnd he is such a "friend of dark times" - opposite Charlie. It's the person you least expect, who's there when you get into trouble. He is such a tactless person that he will not be offended even if you insult him, because he does not do it himself! I mean, he forgets everything instantly, you can't say "go away" to him.. You know he'll stick to you. He's actually so naïve. 🤪

Capricorn:

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw is traditional, domineering, cold, serious, distant. Look at portraits of people in the Victorian times. They posed with a stern, expressionless face. Is it because they are unhappy? Nooo... being indifferent is not equivalent to being unhappy. Bradley also has very innovative, productive ideas. And when you look at all the geniuses, you will see a Bradley in them. When Bradley travels to a new city, he does not only want to visit its museums, he is not that boring. He is a fan of sea-sand-sun, actually. Asocial people don't like to talk very much, but you don't have to be unfair by saying "the coldness of his inside is reflected on his face". For one thing,Bradley is not a mannequin. He has feelings, and you need to break his "ice". ❄️

Aquarius:

Carole Bradshaw is cool like her son.....Carole is more innovative, more productive, more sociable than Bradley; because she is able to express her emotions quite openly..… Carole and her son spent a long time together, and they've become like twins. Sometimes, she tried to neglect Bradley's trauma and wanted him to be the "winner" twin; but those roles are not interchangeable... After praising Carole so much, a bit of criticism...She talks and talks… no, she can't keep quiet. She takes away the "chatterbox" medal from her husband. No, it's not about talking too much, it's about talking nonsense. If she were a pilot, her callsign would be Parrot, that's for sure. You wish she shut the fuck up, you actually like to chat with her, but not more than half an hour. You wish to tell her that she has only one tongue against her two ears! 💬

Pisces:

Sorry for the picture with the lowest quality, first of all, dear Cyclone. Beau Simpson does not have the characteristics of "crying, more idealistic than 'everyone' else, open to addictions", something Pisces is often accused of. Cyclone is a very sociable person. He is perceived as too naïve but he is not actually naïve. Keep that in mind: He's a "good day friend". Like Charlie (?) Eat, drink, have fun with Cyclone. But at the end of the day, remember he is only a good friend, if not the best one out there. He might easily let you down. Don't expect Cyclone to "come to the end" with you. Like Charlie(?), he's the "friendly-looking next-door neighbor" at most. The unexpectedly closest relationship you can have with a man like Cyclone is friendship again. Not because he isn't a romantic or anything, but because he's married to his job. Literally. 👷🏻

[ilyas-salty-bitters]

begging for a Julian x OC or Lucio x OC rp I’ll literally write for either of them I just have so much muse pls interact or just add me

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