#my love for drawing sharp teeth go brrrr

[blluntrotation]

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[gyuwoncheol]

Cheol’s been prepping you to take his cock for weeks but you’re about to body slam him into the mattress if he doesn’t fuck you right now (which might have been what he wanted all along, corruption kink go brrrr) 😈 “you want it so bad? Then sit on it. Aww don’t be scared I know you’re ready” -⚡️

TW: afab! reader, dirty talk, use of pet names, piv sex, unprotected sex, mentions of creampie and oral sex, bratty & whiny reader, reader is described to be much smaller than Cheol. Not proofread. 18+ only (MDNI).

Note: changed it up a little bit, ⚡️ anon. Hope you enjoy!

Because this is blonde cheol with a bratty reader, I am compelled to tag Zeta my love @multi-kpop-fanfics . It’s simply how the world works 💞

“Nooo. Stop!” You whined and yanked on Seungcheol’s blonde locks, pulling him back up to face you.

Seungcheol was confused to say the least. His eyebrows quirking as he studies your facial expressions. “You okay?”

“Just fuck me, Cheol,” you blurt out, frustration clear in your voice and Seungcheol swears he heard the angels sing.

“What–“

“I said, fuck me. No more teasing, no more prepping. I’m done!” You glare at him. Not that you were ungrateful for your boyfriend’s expert oral skills, but when all you’ve gotten the past few days ever since his return from a 3-month tour is everything but his cock, you think it’s okay to sound ungrateful.

“Aw, impatient baby,” he mocks as he grinds his crotch on yours.

“Excuse me?! I’ve been patient! Way too patient! Three months and 18 days patient!!!!” Cheol laughs at your attention to detail, clearly amused at how needy you’ve been. Not that he wasn’t— he was, he’s been dreaming to have his way with you the moment he got home four days ago. But apparently, he could take a few more days of waiting, making sure you were well prepped and ready to take his huge cock again after so long. And maybe he just loved to tease you a little bit more, waiting to awaken the brat in you. “Cmon, Cheollie..” you switch up to a sweet tone, blinking with doe eyes and drawing his face to yours for a kiss, “it’s been too long, don’t you wanna feel my tight pussy around you?”

Seungcheol’s dick twitches in the confines of his briefs at your words but he tries to play it cool with a roll of his eyes.

“Better yet baby, don’t you miss cumming inside—“

Your sentence is cut off with a yelp as the large man who was once above you rolls you both around on the bed, effectively having him pinned between your legs, straddling him right where he wants you. Seungcheol grabs you harshly to connect your mouths in a hungry kiss, the clashing of your tongues and teeth rendering you to a moaning mess while you hurriedly remove his shorts and undergarments.

When Cheol’s hard member springs free and rests on his stomach, the blonde man leans back to examine your next move. He’s not disappointed when the first thing you do is run your wet folds along his shaft. The guttural groan he lets out makes you even more wet than you already are. But that��s a good thing because now you’re looking at Cheol’s thick and long cock, and perhaps he did make the right decision to prep you for it for days.

“Nervous, baby?” He asks with that stupid brow raise of his.

“No,” you answer without hesitation but even then, you didn’t sound so confident.

“Well be my guest, princess. What’re you waiting for? You wanted it so bad didn’t you? Ride me.”

You nodded at Seungcheol, swallowing thickly before wrapping your small hand around his heavy shaft. You aligned him at your entrance, carefully letting his bulbuous head breach your sopping hole. Cheol takes notice when you suck in a sharp breath and close your eyes. It happens the same time he feels the constricting push of your walls which has his hands flying to eitherside of your hips.

“Doing s’good for me, princess,” he encourages, mustering all self control not to just thrust up into you.

“S-so biiig,” you stammer, sinking down to ease another inch of him.

“Not so mad about my prep anymore, eh?”

You roll your eyes at the smug remark, “fuck you.”

“You already are, prin— shit!” Seungcheol curses when you suddenly seat yourself fully to shut him up.

Moans reverberate around the room from both of you after your little stunt. The stretch is painful at first but it slowly morphs into fiery pleasure with every soothing rub of Cheol’s thumb on your hip. You take a deep breath and plant your palms on his chest, circling your hips once.

“Fuuuuck,” you both drawl out, lust fully flowing through your veins.

“Missed this,” you pick up your pace, repeating the motions of lifting your hips then grinding down to stimulate your clit.

“Missed you,” your boyfriend replies. He reaches out one hand to squeeze on your breast before his fingers roll your nipple expertly, causing you to clench harshly on his cock.

“Fuck, princess. If you do that again, I might just cum now.”

You scoff at his remark, ready to tease him back, “aw, who’s the impatient one now?”

[touyasdoll]

kiri make praise kink go BRRRRRRRR tell him ur hungry for praise and he pulls up with a 5 star meal that would make gordon ramsey jealous and i am on my hands and knees begging for it 🧎🏻‍♀️

me, who was 🌸, but i decided to pussy up and get off anon 🚶🏻‍♀️

BRRRR indeed 😩 Kiri is the king of praise ❤️

Minors DNI

Pairing: Kirishima x reader

Warnings: daddy kink, bdsm themes, praise kink

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You’re anxiously awaiting Kirishima’s return, growing more excited by the minute as you imagine his reaction to the position he’ll find you in.

Kneeling in your shared bed, naked as the day you were born with your hands folded in your lap like the good girl that you are. You pressed your thighs together at the thought of those words falling off his tongue.

He was sure to be surprised, but you were dreaming of how pleased he might be. How he might want to reward you for being so thoughtful.

You held your breath as you heard the front door open and close. The thump of his shoes, then the softer sounds of his feet crossing the floor. You could picture it. His routine was always the same when he came home.

His shoes came off first, stranded by the entryway before he continued down the hall. His shirt was always next, his arms crossing over his torso to lift it off and toss it aside, falling over the back of the couch. Finally, his jeans. He’d undo the top button, leaving the rest for when he entered the bedroom to grab a more comfortable pair of basketball shorts.

Like clockwork, there he was, standing in the doorway, button undone and zipper falling down, his jeans sitting so low on his hips that they were practically begging to come off.

Your eyes were exploring as much as his were, so much so that you nearly forgot to take in his expression and boy are you glad that you remembered.

His crimson eyes were glinting with excitement, his lips parted to swipe his tongue over his bottom lip before he took it between his teeth and sucked in a slow, hissing breath.

“Baby,” he sighed, staring dreamily as he approached the bed, “Look at you..”

“Did you have a good day, daddy?” You smile demurely, getting on all fours to crawl to the edge of the bed, kneeling once you arrive.

“I’m having the best day now, babygirl,” he coos, cupping your face as he leans down to kiss you sweetly. “Mm, did my baby have a good day?”

“Not exactly,” you pout, “I missed you so badly today. Wanted to be a good girl to show you how much.”

He raises an eyebrow, “Yeah?” He trails his fingertips along your neck, slowly dragging them over your collarbone, “You’re always such a good girl for me, baby, but this,” he shakes his head, grinning seductively as his fingers move between your breasts, his eyes following them as they move lower and lower still, “this makes you the best.”

You draw in a sharp breath as his hand cups your sex, his thick middle digit teasing your slick entrance, “So wet for me already?” He slowly pushes it inside, gaze trained on your face as your brows pull together, soft moans falling from your lips. “I love the pretty faces you make for me, you know,” he wraps his other arm around your waist, kissing along your neck as he slips in another finger.

“Daddy,” you gasp, quivering as you reach out and grab his forearm for support while his thumb circles your clit.

He nips at your ear, smiling against the skin of your neck as he whispers, “Love the pretty sounds you make for me too.” His fingers move faster, his smile growing as your breath quickens, your little mewls escalating to desperate moans. “How needy you get when you’re about to cum.”

“M-may I?” You pant, clutching his arm tighter the closer your orgasm nears.

He clicks his tongue and sighs fondly, “See? You never forget to ask for permission either, do you, pretty girl?” He brings his face close to yours, lips parting to swallow your moans as he kisses you slowly, tasting the desperation on your tongue before granting you reprieve.

“Cum for me, baby,” he holds you closer, preparing to support you when the coil snaps. “And since you’ve been such a good girl tonight, I think I’ll reward you by letting you cum on my cock next.”