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[meowcakedotcom]

my obsessed ass: wow! my team orange themed locker is almost complete !! now i just n

kid nqmed rapid blaster who i havent used ever since i bought it and i desprately need the norm sticker + holo sticker:

[stvolanis]

Stepbro! Rafe prods his finger at your entrance, playing with your folds as he gives you your daily pussy inspection! At first, you were confused cause it’s your most private area n you were too embarrassed to show him. “Jus’ wanna make sure she’s okay, baby. Gotta know when she’s ready for me to break her in.” He’d say, knuckles deep in you. You didn’t know what he meant by that, but it felt really good so you let him!

Stepbro! Rafe who chases away any thoughts of you ever having a boyfriend. Rafes big n’ scary, n’ he doesn’t understand how you think some little boys could make you feel the way he does! So when he finds out you got asked to go on a date with some random kook and said yes, obviously he takes that as a sign of you begging to be punished by him! “Stupid girl. Thought I fuckin’ told you, you’re not supposed to have any boyfriends. yr’too little.” He’d mock as his hand came down to spank your ass, watching as you whimpered and tried to get away from the pain he was inflicting upon you.

Stepbro! Rafe finally has you bent over the edge of the kitchen sink, after long nights of fingering you enough to get you to loosen up for him. His tip, bulbous and leaking intimidatingly, drug through your folds as your slick helped as lube. When he finally decided to take you, his mind couldn’t fathom how someone could still be so damn tight after all the work he put in trying to make this comfortable for you. He kissed your shoulder and neck, lightly biting to take your mind off of the stinging sensation between your thighs.

Stepbro! Rafe who wasted no time in pounding at your sloppy cunt. His balls, hung and full of his seed, slapped at your clit deliciously with each harsh thrust. Your mouth hung in a desperate plea of mercy as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the wide kitchen, along with a mix of moans. “Little pussy feels so good ‘round my cock. She’s takin’ me like a fuckin’ champ, yeah?” He muttered in your ear. “That’s my girl. Look so pretty like this f’me.” He praised when you squirted all over him after his fingers found your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Good thing you guys were home alone, right? Too bad Ward installed cameras throughout the house—including the kitchen.

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[quixotical-lymbo]

Hello there!😁

If u can of not, I would like to request MK, Wukong, &/or Macaque (U choose may choose who if u don't want to write all😊)x female reader headcanon that does photography(& maybe videography). They enjoyed it as a hobby as a child and continues on with age. Like taking videos or pictures with friends and family so she doesn't forget the good times.

Pairing: Wukong, Macaque, MK x fem!Reader Rating: SFW Warnings/Tags: Fluff, just fl u f f, and Macaque being a lil buttwipe. Word Count: 500+ words

WUKONG 

☀️ ️If Wukong had a partner that regularly took photos then be prepared to have your camera roll be 65% full of his beautiful face. 

☀️ He thinks your hobby is nice and would indulge in it to make you happy; you need a close up of a funny looking bug in that tree? Well, up you go! Oh, what's that? You couldn't catch up to the bird that keeps flying away? Have no fear, Wukong is here to help! 

☀️ When you're not looking, he'll take your camera/and or camcorder and take secret photos/videos for you to find later. They'll either be full of sweet praises or silly jokes and close-up shots of him messing around in your room. 

MK 

🍜 MK seems to be the type to appreciate every form of artistic expression, including photography. When he learns that you've had it as a hobby since you were a kid, he'll insist on being your muse or suggesting things for you to take photos of–cuz, y'know he's the type to think everything is an important memory to keep record of. 

🍜 "Oh, oh, take this one! This one!" 

🍜 "What about this one? It has four buttons on it!" 

🍜 "Don't forget to take a pic of that corner of Pigsy's shop-!" 

🍜 All in all, he's very happy when he looks in your album to find a lot of photos of him and you spending time together—MK's heart swells when he found that you even included a few of his suggestions in the album, but his face exploded when he found the photo of you kissing his cheek while he was distracted by something out of the shot.

MACAQUE 

🌙  While he respects your craft, he doesn't understand your insistence on trying to snap pictures of him. Don't get him wrong, he'll allow you to take some photos of him if he accidentally photo bombs the shot, but more…intimate photos are a hard no from him (especially since he knows how much you scrapbook). 

🌙 You could say he's embarrassed at the idea of coming across a lovey-dovey section of your collection of photos featuring the two of you. He can already hear the teasing comments from a certain group. 

🌙 There have been times when you tried to sneak a few shots of him, but these plans were all thwarted as he disappeared before the shutter went off. He'd reappear behind you, kiss your cheek, then tauntingly say you'll probably get him next time. 

🌙 And get him you did.

🌙 It was a random Tuesday when the two of you were chilling in your home/apt and a movie was playing on the TV. One thing led to another and you two began making out on the couch. Macaque was so into it that he didn't even feel you reach underneath the couch for your camera. 

🌙 The shutter went off and Macaque just..laid there above you frozen, wide-eyed, with his cheeks flushed and hair all in disarray. 

🌙 You had to beg and plea to keep the photo, but he relented after you promised you'll keep it out of the public's eye. No one else deserved to see that photo but you. 

🍜 - I do not give permission for anyone to translate, copy, republish, or plagiarize any of my written works. I provide no permission for any of my literary works to be used in artificial intelligence. sparkle banner(s) by @adornedwithlight !!

[vavaxx]

Safety first

Nikolai x reader (+ Fyodor)

[ !! : nsfw, afab reader, DUBIOUS CONSENT, groping, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, degrading, hair pulling, choking kink, praising, voyeurism, some kind of aftercare ] wc: 1.4k

beware of the tags!! this could be DISTURBING for some readers, consent is stated mid act!

(basically cop Nikolai fucks you on a car and you agree to it halfway trough)

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A soft breeze brushed over your exposed legs as you were returning home from your shift late at night.

Walking in the dark streets of the city was always a little worrying, never knowing what or who you could bump into, but seeing some policemen around was reassuring. They were there for people's safety, right?

Turning into a darker alleyway, you noticed a young white-haired cop leaning against his car, looking gently at you.

As you approached him, he immediately got closer to you, towering your figure with his tall body.

"Having a good night, miss? May I help you?" he said in a soft tone, looking at you directly in the eyes.

"Good evening sir" you said turning your head to the side, avoiding eye contact no, I don't need anything, thanks".

Suddenly his gloved hand came up to grab your chin and he made you turn to look at him.

"Are you sure, pretty? It's my job to help a young lady in need. I can take you home safely, you know the city is dangerous at this time..."

Your face showed your doubts. Trusting a random man, even if he called himself a cop, was still risky, but his appearance was inviting to say the least. He seemed to be around his late 20s, with snowy hair, beautiful eyes and a charming smile, to say the least.

"No need to worry angel, look! I am a policeman" he said, removing his hand from your face and pointing at a badge where you could read the name 'Nikolai'. "If you don't believe me, call the station, they'll confirm it!"

Too tired to investigate, you agreed to Nikolai's nice invitation, and with an imperceptible smirk on his face, he let you sit in the backseat. He then started driving to the address you gave him.

But as you were letting yourself relax, you saw a big hand appear from a hole in space and brush over your chest, in the tentative of unbuttoning your shirt. Gasping in surprise, you quickly tried to move away.

Panic started running through your body as he successfully opened your shirt and found its way under your bra. Ignoring your "No"s and pleas, he started toying with one of your nipples. The feeling of his fingers pinching your sensitive spot sent shivers all around your body, and the idea of how things could've continued further made your panties get wet. Why was your body reacting this way?!

"Can't you stay still back there? Driving is difficult with such chaos in the car, y'know." and as you looked at him, you could see his arm disappear under a black cloak on the passenger seat.

You didn't answer, too occupied in getting away from his hand when it disappeared to immediately materialized onto your thighs, gripping the soft flesh and smacking his palm here and there.

"Mh just stop, please" was all that could escape from your mouth before his hand lifted your skirt and pushed your damp panties aside.

"Ohh, and why would I listen to you begging when your wet cunt is telling me otherwise?" with that he pushed his finger further, with his thumb playing with your sensitive clit and the rest spreading your folds. You couldn't keep your mouth shut, at least not when his big hand was pleasuring you that much.

"I can't believe I brought in this car such filthy whore like you" he laughed at your moans, and, still panicking, you looked out the window only to see dark fields and not a soul within miles.

Looking down at your crotch, you felt two fingers enter your hole and get out full of slick, then he started pumping them in and out. The stretch felt so good and painful at the same time, and the biggest relief was the constant stimulation of your puffy bud.

"I see you can't wait any longer, can you?" he said smiling, turning the steering wheel around and stopping on the side of an empty road, where the only light source was a nearby street lamp.

Suddenly his hand between your thighs disappeared through his portal. Being your brain already dizzy, you couldn't follow his fast motions, and you soon found yourself out, bent with your stomach on the car hood with two big hands holding your waist.

He clicked his tongue, taking a view of your exposed ass and thighs touching against his bulge. You tried in vain to get up, to somehow escape his grip, scared of how things could've gone further, but his grip was too firm and you fell back down with your cheek on the cold metal.

"Don't try too hard pretty, I don't want you to tire yourself too much," he paused, removing some hair that covered your face. "Well, at least not this early."

"Now that we're here, do I have your consent to proceed, miss?"

The first thought you had was, why would he ask this now? How could he care now, when in that backseat it could still be seen the wet spot you left?

"I-, uh yes but m-" your words were immediately interrupted.

"Wonderful! I promise you'll enjoy my show as much as I will." One of his hands travelled down your back, sliding over your pulled-up skirt and teasing your entrance.

Then you heard him pull his trousers down to his knees and turned your head to take a look at him. Under his boxers there was a big bulge, which made you widen your eyes for a moment. "Like what you see?"

And getting rid of his underwear he revealed a 7 or so inches cock, already hard from your sounds and feeling only.

"What a whore, mouth watering over a stranger's dick, who's about to fuck you on a car hood." He leaned over you, getting closer to your ear to whisper "get as loud as you want darling, it's not like we're gonna getcaught."

That's what sent shivers through your body, more than the cold metal that pressed against your stomach. The thought of getting used, alone, lost in the dark by a stranger (a really attractive one), was a weird turn on surprisingly.

What brought you back from your thoughts was a deep thrust of his cock into your hole, pushing your body even harder on that coldness. His girth stretched you out so well that you could feel his tip slide against your warm walls.

"Mhpf" and other blabbering escaped your mouth when he started setting a merciless pace into your pussy, letting his balls hit your folds every time.

"God, how I love lost girls like you, ngh! Pretty girls so willing..." A sharp thrust made you whine loudly and your eyes closed shut. "...to get helped!"

His tip reached your sweet spot everytime, leaving you fucked out and pleasuring perfectly.

Big hands wrapped around your bust and neck, squeezing slightly on the side of it like you weren't already dizzy enough from his treatment. Soon the other hand slid down to your clit, brushing over it to feel your pussy clench and let out other slick, which was already mixing to the policeman's precum.

As you sightly opened your eyes, you saw two lights on the street get closer, and you realised in horrendous shock it was a car.

"Oh look! Ahh, we have a visitor!" Nikolai said, grabbing you by the hair and forcing your head up.

The car slowed down as it passed in front of you, a man with shoulder-length black hair and dark eyes gave a perverted smirk at the two of you, taking a mental image of your situation.

You made eye contact with him with half-lidded eyes and mouth hung open in pleasure, probably trying to whimper out something like 'get away' or 'please', but the way Nikolai was still pushing himself deep into you made it impossible.

The car eventually proceeded its way and you were left again with the policeman.

Hm, is my pretty slut on the pill?" and as you dizzily nodded, gripping your waist with both of his hands, he came in you, deep and filling you up to the brim with his cum.

You lied tired and dirty on the car hood, and after some minutes he grabbed you with his strong arms and let you rest inside the car.

You woke up in your apartment, lying on your bed with a clean pair of underwear, but still sticky inside, your brain still too foggy to understand how all of that could've happened.

[avaantares]

I've seen people talking about feeling overwhelmed by all the pleas for Gaza help -- the unsolicited money requests, the thousands of fundraisers, the sometimes-confusing instructions for purchasing things on behalf of an organization, etc. And sometimes it's hard to figure out HOW to give, when you're clicking back through a daisy-chain of tags and profiles on Instagram, looking for the actual donation link associated with a video. It can be difficult and time-consuming to choose where to put your efforts and funds.

I found myself stressing about choosing which projects to support, vetting charities, and spreading out my donations to make sure they reached a variety of people, and I thought others might be, too. So here are some helpful links to simplify your decision-making!

If you want to donate money:

Many families have started GoFundMe campaigns to help them raise the money for evacuation or medical care, but with so many needing aid, choosing whom to help can be daunting. Each time you visit Gaza Funds, the site will display one randomly-selected campaign from its list of vetted campaigns. The random rotation means every campaign gets a chance to be seen, not just the ones featured by an Insta influencer or TikTok algorithm.

If you're concerned about scams and want to know which charities are going to use your money most efficiently, here are two lists of CharityWatch's top-rated aid organizations in the region (the first is Gaza relief-specific; the second is regional). The link for each organization gives financial transparency details such as how much money goes to relief programs, how much to administration, and the salaries of their CEOs. Read descriptions to know where they are operating and what kind of work they do.

If you want to help without money:

The "Click To Help" buttons (there are six categories; click 'em all!) at Arab.org channel funds into relief organizations such as the UNRWA (United Nations Relief and Works Agency) and other local groups. The donation amount is small, but if you don't have money to give directly, clicking these buttons every day adds up. You can click once per day per device browser, so that means you can click from both your mobile phone and your computer, and from multiple browsers on each device.

[kefiteria]

Within The Whirlwind Of A Day.

character: Scaramouche (Wanderer) x Reader

tags: fluff, one shot!

summary: just you and scara walking back from the Zubayr Theater. Bantering with each other until scara decided to be vulnerable with you by the sidewalk.

🍨 A/N: I'm a sucker for SVT lyrics; they inspire me to write fanfics. Anyways, this fanfic is heavily inspired by my random imagination while repeating 'To You' by SVT for 3 hours ಠ◡ಠ! I also tried to incorporate this kind of thing: “[insert your dialogue here]." into the fanfic because I think everyone has different things they want to say to Scaramouche, so it's like an open space ehehe~

“Give me your hand.” Scaramouche's voice cut through the cacophony of the bustling crowd outside Zubayr Theater. His tone though snarly held an underlying urgency, a silent plea not to be lost amidst the sea of bodies. You chuckled, feeling the tug of his fingers around yours.

“There's no need to be nervous, I'm not a child.” you reassured him with the warmth in your voice betrayed your amusement. Despite your protest, Scaramouche's grip remained firm as he maneuvered through the throngs of people, navigating the chaotic streets with practiced ease. He couldn't afford to lose sight of you, not here, not now.

Weaving through the crowd, Scaramouche's mind raced with conflicting thoughts. His 'duty' demanded he keep you safe, but a part of him couldn't help but wonder why he cared so much. “What the heck am I thinking…?” he muttered under his breath, his features contorting into a mixture of frustration and self-disgust.

“Are you still thinking about the play we watched earlier?” you teased with a playful glint in your eyes as you nudged Scaramouche's side. “Here I thought you're not into such hopeless romantic stuff, especially when it's in a theater play.”

Scaramouche rolled his eyes, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips despite his attempts to maintain his aloof demeanor. “Oh, please.” he scoffed, “I'm only here because you keep pestering me to accompany you, as if you've never set foot in Zubayr Theater before. Though, if I recall correctly, you were running around like a headless chicken the last time you were here.”

You chuckled at his teasing, well aware of his aversion to anything resembling sentimentality. “Yet you still insist on holding my hand to navigate through the crowd?” You raised an eyebrow, a playful grin dancing on your lips as you glanced down at his hand still firmly clasped around yours.

With a huff, Scaramouche released your hand, feigning nonchalance as he continued walking ahead. “Of course.” he muttered, his tone betraying a hint of embarrassment. “I was just… being cautious. That's all.” But despite his words, you couldn't help but notice the faint flush creeping up his neck, a silent admission of his true feelings.

Scaramouche's presence beside you brought a sense of comfort, his usual snarky remarks softened by the easy rhythm of your conversation. “You're grinning like a goblin counting coins now.” Scaramouche quipped, a playful glint in his eyes as he glanced at your beaming face. “What's got you all giddy?”

You chuckled, the memory of the theater play still fresh in your mind. “Just thinking about the play we saw earlier.” you admitted, the fondness evident in your voice. “It had that classic hopeless romantic trope, but there was something charming about it, don't you think?”

Scaramouche raised an eyebrow, a smirk quirking up the corners of his lips. “If you find that cute, then I suppose even the cheesiest lines would make your heart skip a beat.” he remarked teasingly, a hint of amusement coloring his words.

You shrugged, a playful glint in your eye as you nudged him lightly. “Hey, you never know.” you replied with a grin. “Sometimes it's the simple things that make life interesting.”

As the two of you walked closer to your home, the fading sunlight cast a warm glow over the familiar surroundings. Scaramouche's gaze wandered to the horizon, a subtle realization dawning on him that your time together for the day was nearing its end.

“To you…" he began, his voice trailing off slightly as he turned to you, a hint of hesitation in his tone. You raised an eyebrow in curiosity at his sudden shift in demeanor. “Huh? What's on your mind all of a sudden?” you asked, intrigued by the unexpected change in conversation.

Scaramouche's lips curved into a half-hearted smirk, his usual air of confidence momentarily faltering. “You keep on thinking about that stupid hopeless romantic play.” he remarked bluntly, his words tinged with a hint of annoyance.

Your eyes widened in surprise at his abrupt comment, caught off guard by his unexpected honesty. “Well, yeah, maybe I do… what's up with that?” you admitted with a chuckle, unsure of where he was going with this.

Scaramouche sighed, a faint blush coloring his cheeks as he realized his slip-up. “I, uh, I mean…" he stammered, his words faltering as he struggled to find the right words. But before he could continue, you reached out, gently squeezing his hand in reassurance. “It's okay.” you said softly, a warm smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “I'd love to hear your stories, too.”

“I still have a long way to go.” Scaramouche's voice broke the serene atmosphere, his expression clouded with uncertainty as he halted in his steps. You paused, turning to him, concern etched across your features as you waited for him to continue. “Enemies lurk around every corner, probably witch-hunting me, cursing my very existence. Karma's shadow looms, waiting to pounce when I least expect it.” his words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the dangers lurking around.

You reached out, gently resting a hand on his arm, offering him silent support. Scaramouche glanced at you, his gaze softened by the warmth of your touch. “Sorry…” he muttered, his tone tinged with vulnerability. “I didn't mean to burden you with my thoughts… I just wanted to express my gratitude, like in the play we watched earlier, but I ended up spitting out nonsense.”

“But… I… you…" Scaramouche stumbled over his words, his voice laced with uncertainty. “You gave me trivial happiness… handing me all the smiles in this world into my two empty hands…" He trailed off, a bitter chuckle escaping him as he shook his head in disbelief. “This puppet, artificial being…"

You held his hand gently, feeling the weight of his words echoing in the quiet stillness between you. As Scaramouche continued, his voice trembled with emotion, each word a testament to the depth of his feelings. “For me, who is out of breath...” he confessed his voice barely above a whisper, “you're the one I want to keep seeing, even as we're facing each other… even when there are no words left to say.”

You stood there, stunned by the raw sincerity of Scaramouche's words, his vulnerability laid bare for you to see. Despite the bustling city around you, the sidewalk suddenly felt like the most intimate of settings, as if the world had faded away, leaving only the two of you at this moment of shared honesty.

His gaze remained averted, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment at his admission. “So even when I'm winded on a steep path or even when I get lost on a cold day…" he murmured with his voice barely above a whisper, “you, who holds out your hands with warmth… I will always be grateful to you.”

Your heart swelled with emotion at his heartfelt confession, the depth of his gratitude washing over you like a gentle wave. It was a moment more beautiful than any scene in the play you had watched earlier, for it was real, raw, and undeniably genuine.

Stepping closer, you reached out, gently tilting his chin to meet your gaze. “[insert your dialogue here].”

Scaramouche's cheeks flushed with a deeper shade of crimson. Clearing his throat, he tried to regain his composure, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “Well, aren't you full of surprises.” he remarked, a hint of amusement in his tone. “But don't expect me to get all mushy on you.”

You chuckled, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood. “Wouldn't dream of it~” you replied, a playful glint in your eye. “But I'm glad we had this talk.”

[cosmica-galaxy]

Just a mini-rant.

I just want to say that some of those blog-to-blog donation scams are going around again. I have gotten THREE in the last 2 weeks and it's starting to piss me off. They are SCAMS and I will never donate to some rando hitting up my inbox with some made up sob story about a cat, cancer, ect. Whoever is making those types of scambots is the SCUM OF THE FUCKING EARTH. FUCK YOU FOR TRYING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF PEOPLE'S GENEROSITY ABOUT REAL ISSUES, ESPECIALLY STUFF LIKE CANCER. SHAME ON YOU.

Now. Here's a brief how-to on detecting and protecting yourself and preventing spreading misinformation from these so-called """people""" wanting you to donate to their bogus cause.

How to check if they are a legit blogger is to make sure that the blog wasn't made in the last few months. Best way to check is to click on the blog and look for the archive or have post timestamps turned on.

The one that hit me up just now was just 14 HOURS OLD. They also have a lot of random 'liked' jargon in their archive. Usually popular posts or nonsensical gifsets or images with no fandoms, art, posts, or anything else of the sort. There are NO connections or interests. Just randomly selected posts.

Plus, people who actually need help DON'T EVER hit up random people in their inboxes. They usually make a personal post about their issues and place them in donation tags or other relevant tags. BUT ALWAYS BE WARY FOR BUZZARDS LIKE THESE SCAMMERS WHO ALSO USE THE TAGS FOR THEIR OWN GAIN. CHECK BEFORE YOU DONATE.

It's a sad world that we now have to be skeptical of charitable pleas for help or charity campaigns BECAUSE of shitheads like scammers taking advantage of people's kindness and generosity.

Report them for spam/bot and block them. Don't interact with them and DON'T click on ANY links they provide. They are scams and they are awful bots run by equally horrible humans.

Stay wary, my lovelies!

[amplifyme]

Roghnaíonn Mé Tú

The X-Files. MSR. DAL. Rating: General. WC: 525. Read on AO3.

Tagging @today-in-fic

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She doesn’t know why she has to say it now, five years after the fact. She’s heard it often enough in her head, her heart – on many occasions over those years. Sometimes as a reminder, sometimes a plea, even now and then in anger and carrying with it a desperate need to blame. But she’s never said it out loud. Not until now.

“You chose me,” she tells him. Mulder looks up from the newest issue of Omni he brought with him from the basement and glances over at her. They’re on a narrow park bench outside and beneath the large storefront window of Mario’s Pizza Palace, waiting for their order to be announced on the speaker courteously installed above the entrance. It’s Friday night and the place is packed with yuppie couples and the young families of assorted government workers.

“I’m sorry, what?” The neon sign in the window advertises HOT FRESH PIZZA and blinks off and on in garish red, green, and white lights. They’re illuminating half his face, strobing across his cheek and the line of his jaw. The other half is thrown into shadow. It’s almost too perfect an image of him.

“You chose me,” she repeats. “Over your sister. The only thing that mattered to you.”

She can’t help that it sounds like an accusation. She doesn’t even know why she’s said it. But it can’t be taken back. So she leaves it there, hanging between them, thick in the air and smelling like pizza. Her stomach rumbles quietly.

“I did,” he finally answers. He twists a little so he can face her more fully and slings an arm across the back of the bench. His fingers land on the shoulder of her trench coat.

“Would you still?”

He lets out a surprised laugh and then cuts it off abruptly at whatever he sees in her face. “Of course, I would. You’re the other half of me. How could I go on without you?”

His answer terrifies her, voicing it aloud as he has, even though she’s known it all along. The response also thrills her just as much. Possibly even more. After all, what is there left to fear? She reaches and takes the curled-up magazine from his hand and shoves it between them and then wraps her fingers around his.

“I chose you too, Mulder.”

He smiles that boyishly impudent grin of his and tilts his head in amusement. “I know you did. Tell me something I don’t know.”

“All right. Did you know that the scientific name for brain freeze is Sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia?”

“I did not. Did you know that the guy sitting here may just find himself powerfully attracted to a redheaded science geek with short little legs and a mouth as sharp as her mind?”

“As a matter of fact, I did know that.”

“Well, there you go. You’re one up on me, Scully.”

She smiles back at him and scoots a little closer. The sharp edge of the magazine digs into her thigh, but not hard enough to move it. Sometimes choices hurt a little. She bears the pain well, and with gratitude.

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Notes:

I don't know, it just popped in my head this afternoon so I wrote it down. No angst, no second thoughts, no deep meaning. Just a random brain dump.

[lady-astras]

Introbo ✨🌙

Hi y’all, I’m Astra. Probably should have done this already :L. I’m a writer, a beginner digital artist, Hermitcraft fan, Ethogirl, and a HARDCORE (hehe get it?) Kolanii fan (my sister has huge regrets).

I’m a minor so please keep that in mind when interacting. Also, I have a sensory disability, and am Desi (and Tamilian! Viva Tamil Nadu!) (though American-born) which I am very proud of and will mention ;D.

I also cannot contribute financially to anyone, so if you send me an ask for monetary help I won’t be able to do anything but pass along the message. although… if you’re sending a plea for monetary help to a Minecraft fan blog? I’m gonna assume it’s a scam unless you can prove you’ve been vetted.

I’m currently working on two novels, so please ask about either of them! That also means that I will say stuff like “[character]-coded” and you have no idea what I’m talking about :’)

Notices ~

None!

Fandoms:

Hermitcraft SMP

Empires SMP

Traffic life

Kolanii

Wifies (a tiny bit, pre-Covid)

ACOTAR

Crescent City

Ao3: Lady_Astras, Asteri-Arnica

I’m a mainly Hermitcraft/Empires blog though - my random stuff is @royally-an-astrophile (writing, disability awareness, space, and memes) and @astra-the-assassin (responding to the nonsense my friend @princess--kira says). @silver-flames-47 for my ACOTAR stuff, which right now is… mostly reblogged Azriel x Reader fic. Also I have the blog @bodytemperaturestew for whatever reason…

DNI:

Racists/sexists/queerphobes/ableists/etc

Wilbur Soot/DTeam supporters, which are unlikely since this is a Hermitcraft blog

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[thrandilf]

I don’t know if you’re taking rec’s still but if you want some good authors? If not feel free to ignore/delete! (All these are on ao3 that site’s spoiled me I can’t go anywhere else)

Alienu has a lot of really good shadowpeach working on their relationship fics. It’s almost a gag how they never actually get to them kissing but dear GOD there’s that longing to. Maybe one day.

Marinara_Trench writes softer macaque/shadowpeach than some of these, but I like how they write everyone as Just a Guy trying their Best. They also gave me the headcanon that macaque collects the stupidest, cheesiest pieces of junk like wukong collects random treasures.

cloud_somersault really good at acknowledging the Monkies got Issues. I mean they got Mei and Redson in a fic or two but it’s mainly the three main monkeys dealing with shit.

poetoutofthebeast I guess the best way to describe their writing is that they take a concept and run with it and it’s a very enjoyable experience for me. Almost crack treated seriously but the scenarios make sense?

KinbariTeaHeathen just the best dynamics! Fun scenarios with fun character combinations!!

K’s writing anon I have no idea who this is but this tag has some of the funnest story ideas I have read for lmk. My two recommendations are ‘obelus’ where LBD thinks trying to possess macaque as a new body is a good idea, and ‘heavy is the heart that wears the crown’ where LBD gets the fillet and macaque takes. Perhaps the stupidest route to keep her from using it on anyone else?

magic, myths, and emotionally unstable monkeys (lmk fics) series not an author but it’s got some of my favorite wukong character studies in regards to shadowpeach

And a some good fics:

Temporary Touch Explicit, and has macaque burn FFM, but probably one of the most logical in how they’d get back together/heal/get together (that is to say that their problems come up naturally and they deal with them extremely in character (terribly) not that the characters are being smart about the situation they’ve got themselves into at All)

Collapse into me Macaque runs to the brotherhood while dying and Azure does a not smart thing! Not too far in the plot but the character dynamics sure are dynamic.

Swear it on the Sun the only thing that has given credence to the idea Peng had a thing for Mac, and it’s not even got Peng having feelings for Mac.

My sunflower is crying, I’m sorry hanahaki au where Mac has hanahaki and goes “well I’m gonna die, that sucks” and? Makes the most of it? He gets cured ofc but he gets annoyed his plan gets ruined. Ofc

The Broken Pleas of a Familiar Face (And an Exhausted Shadow) Macaque asks wukong to stay and help him take care of the mountain cause he’s struggling, and wukong’s y’know. On jttw. So it doesn’t go well.

meant to do a lil blurb under the fic recs but then I was on like 2% and didn't want to lose the whole thing but I hope you find some fics you like! 'We just "click"' was such a nice find for me and finding you on tumblr is v exciting! Ok have a nice day byee

Aaaaa thank you!

I meant to answer this way sooner and forgot I hadn't, I appreciate the list to go through!

I just read Temporary Touch (all in one sitting oops) and I absolutely love it, I ran into it in the wild on ao3 and the name sounded familiar, glad I gave it a shot because right now it is my fave shadowpeach but it's nice to have a list of some others

Thank you for the recs and I'm glad you liked We Just Click haha

[deckerstarblanche]

Random WIP Thursday: Going to Hell (not sure what this is, but it typed itself onto this page!)

Emma was pissed off, and it wasn’t just because she was tired of fighting their way through Hell’s waiting room. No, she was pissed at Liam Jones; unpleasantly surprised that he turned out to be a self-righteous prick instead of the paragon of virtue Killian always idolized.

“Killian blames himself for being here…he’s been fighting darkness his entire life, and you pushed him off the cliff….Stop thinking of your own desires, and let him go…”

Liam’s harsh words kept repeating themselves inside her head, stomach-churning as they were.

Some of what he said was undeniably correct: She had been selfish as the Dark One, so desperate to keep her true love alive that she’d sent him hurtling backward; back down into the black void that had filled his soul for centuries. Maybe she really was the anchor keeping Killian from his destiny, and being forced to follow this endless clue path was her punishment. Emma shivered at the thought as a deep shame washed over her.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you coming?” Killian asked, the gentle concern in his voice breaking through her negative thoughts. She looked down, wishing she could melt into the floor instead of meeting his eyes. Emma had never met anyone whose eyes were actual windows into his soul before, but she had gotten to know him so well that she could read him like a book — most of the time. Right now, she knew his gaze would be soft and loving, and she didn’t deserve that.

“Oh…yeah, sorry. Let’s go,” she replied, hearing the lifelessness in her own voice, so she knew he’d pick up on her feelings. He always knew. Even though her legs felt leaden, she tried to exit the room, but his hand gripped her wrist, keeping her close.

“No, wait. We’re not leaving until you tell me what’s going on. I know when something’s bothering you.” Killian reminded her, and when she finally looked at him, the love and understanding she could see in his eyes made her want to sob. Why would he willingly stay when she could save him?

Her heart thudded in her chest as she answered. “It’s Liam…I’ve had a bad feeling ever since we met,” she admitted, and it physically hurt to watch that sweetness fade from his eyes as he looked away, shaking his head in disbelief. She forced herself to continue, knowing that he always valued her perspective. He may hate her for it, but she couldn’t turn back now.

“At first, i thought it was just because he didn’t like me, but I think he’s hiding something.”

Killian gulped as he stepped back, narrowing his eyes and lengthening the space between them. She already felt colder, as if an intangible connection that linked them was slowly falling apart.

“That’s preposterous! My brother wouldn’t lie.”

It was Emma’s turn to gulp. “Maybe there’s stuff about him you didn’t know. Maybe he does know what his unfinished business is down here,” she reasoned uncomfortably, hating herself for making him feel worse than he already did. The man was dead after all, and had only recently been released from Hades’ own private insane torture chamber.

“No, you’re wrong about him,” he replied, eyes softening in a plea to make her see reason. “I know who my brother is.”

Emma could practically hear his voice in her head, begging her to trust him like he had in Camelot. She felt devastated, but clearly Killian’s long held reverence for his older brother was clouding his vision. She was about to open her mouth and point that out, but he turned away from her, heading out of the library.

It was the start of him leaving her, she could feel it.

“I’m going to go help my brother find those pages.”

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[thirdeyeblue]

ok, i am a random reader of yours, hi! as someone who also browses the e rated ao3 tag for our favorite duo, i am coming to you with a plea for help: there is a fic i have been looking for and cannot for the life of me find. its a multichapter modern au where rose and 10 are both single parents, 10 goes by james, and their kids names are named after the actors names (matt, david, jodie, etc). last i checked it was on hiatus but i went to look for it and cannot for the life of me find it…was wondering if you or any of your followers have either read it/have a link/know the author/etc? if u need any more details abt it just say so! thank you soooo much!! (love your work btw - i refresh fated excited to see any update you might have for us all the time!)

Hello! I’ve put out feelers regarding this fic and found out it’s written by @lastbluetardis (who is currently rewriting said story). That’s all of the information I’ve got for you on that, unfortunately 🩷

And thank you for the Fated love! You’re the second person to bring that up in 24 hours, haha. I didn’t mean to temporarily abandon it, I’ve just been clamoring to finish one of my several TentooRose Fuck-a-Thon fics and am taking my precious time to do so — but I will update this soon!

[cringywhitedragon]

HELLO AND WELCOME TO MY LITTLE CORNER OF THE WEB

Hello everyone, I’m Reshi. Your local random goofball who likes to spout randomness and memes.

I try to keep this blog at around PG-13 so that everyone can interact but do expect some dirty jokes, swearing, and some other (im)mature stuff here and there since my mind is in the gutter but NO FLAT OUT NSFW CONTENT being reblogged/posted on here.

I’m pretty chill when it comes to interacting so feel free to come say hi, like or reblog my little random posts, or just have a question to ask. But I still have a few things I will not tolerate:

PLZ DNI/TAG ME IN STUFF IF:

You are a general unpleasant individual to society (MAP/Pedo, Zoo, TERF, RAD-FEM/RAD-SJW/RAD-LGBTQ/RAD-Atheist/RAD-Vegan/RAD-Left/RAD-Right/ etc.. (Pretty much if you are a radical for any group. Just don’t force your opinions onto other people and or force them to think the same as you), ACAB, Any of the words that end in “ist” or “phobe” that refer to discrimination, etc)

If you have issues with people just based on their ethnicity, skin color, sexual orientation, religion, etc without getting to know them beforehand or believe certain groups cannot experience hate/racism while others can (Everyone CAN no matter their background!! SO JUST PLEASE! I CANT STRESS THIS ENOUGH! JUST TREAT EACH OTHER LIKE HUMAN BEINGS AND PLEASE GET TO KNOW THEM PERSONALLY BEFORE YOU JUDGE THEM! NOT EVERYONE WHO IS A PART OF A SPECIFIC GROUP IS ALIKE! HATE IS HATE! I’m cool with you, no matter where you come from or what you may be! 😁 Just as long as you’re a good person and can treat everyone with respect, mkay?) In lamens terms, don’t be an asshole to people on here just because of where they come from until you know what they are like as a person

Politics and social issues. Left-leaning… Right-leaning… Idc. Just don’t tag/ask me about any of those topics. I don’t want to be involved. I would rather keep my personal views regarding major political and or social issues private as this blog isn’t the place for it. if you reblog that kind of stuff I don’t really care, you do you, just don’t tag me as part of it because I will not respond (I’m a fandom blog mainly to share goofy stuff, not politics and I would like to avoid getting nasty with someone over something.) Note: Sometimes I will break this rule if I really feel like I need to say something but I will try to keep it neutral and yes I will block if I want to prevent an argument from breaking out. And in the case that I do make an opinion, please don’t be an ass about it.

Donation requests/GoFundMe/asking for money, I don’t reblog or accept those kinds of asks and while yes I understand if you need help, I typically don’t send money to random ppl on internet that I do not know (Because you never know if it could be a scam or not). There are a few exceptions I will make from time to time if it’s a project I’m supporting or something I’m invested in and or it’s somebody I know.

Harassment of any kind, not tolerated here.

Spam and virus links. As much as I find malware fascinating, I don’t want it on my devices.

And most importantly BOTS! I’m a bit tired of your kind as you may have seen. It’s simple: If you’re a bot, you get the block

Also a bit of a warning but I since I feel I should put it here, I can get a bit short tempered at times with people that sometimes I might not think before I act or I may make a mistake here or there when I say something. Please be patient with me if I say something wrong and just kindly correct me if I do. I’m more than willing to listen and rectify the issue. We all make mistakes.

Feel free to interact/tag me in:

Reblogs, likes, comments are all appreciated. Yes I ramble a lot but at least somebody out there might find some of my ideas interesting.

Use my concepts, fanworks, OCs, etc. I’m pretty chill with those sorts of things and I really enjoy seeing my ideas inspiring others. All I ask is that give credit and do not claim as your own and please don’t do any disgusting/morally questionable things to them.

Feel free to tag me in any reblog games/questions or the such (I find them to be quite fun, but please try to keep it at least PG13 since this isn’t an NSFW blog.)

Silly random asks or questions for any OCs or concepts

I’ll drop this here but if you need help possibly locating something online feel free to ask. I can possibly do some internet sleuthing and I like looking down rabbit holes.

Or to put it simply, don't be a dick to people and I’ll be cool with you

Overall though, I’m pretty lax with these. Go crazy with the likes/reblogs/comments on any of my stupid little posts.

But with that out of the way, welcome to my domain. I hope you enjoy your stay

[star-ocean-peahen]

There are several red flags that signal the ask is false to check for:

1 - Look at the blog's URL. Usually they are generic/random, like tumblr's autogenerated three-word URLs that they offer you when you sign up. They can also be connected to the type of cause they're using to scam you—I've been getting a lot of these asks pretending to be vulnerable people in Palestine asking for help (fucking despicable) and the URLs can often be something related to having an Arabic or Muslim identity. This is not a red flag on its own and should be taken in conjunction with the other tells of the blog.

2 - Look at the blog's profile picture. The vast majority of tumblr users do not use pictures of themselves as their profiles. If there is a selfie or picture of a person, the account is very likely a scam account.

3 - Often these blogs will put the same plea that they send in asks in a pinned donation post. Compare the wording of the donation post on the blog to the ask you got. If it's the same, it's probably a scam.

4 - Check the blog's activity by scrolling through its first ten posts or so. If they are all posts about a few generic topics that could easily be found by reblogging a few popular posts in popular tags, the account could be fake. Also, scam blogs usually only reblog other people's posts with no comment. They don't make their own posts aside from the pinned donation post, and they don't reply to other people's posts with their own words in tags or reblogs.

5 - This is the most definitive piece of evidence. Check the blog's archive, and click on the month organization tab at the top. This will show you how long the blog has existed. Usually, scam blogs will have been created very recently and will only have posts for the last few days.

TL;DR: Use the archive tool to see if the blog was made a week ago, look for personal posts on the blog that indicate the person running it is something more than the reasons they're asking you for money, and check for repetitive wording and suspiciously coordinated naming conventions.

Once you have determined that the blog is a scam, report them as a bot and for spam and block them.

All this information is just from my own personal experiences with scam bots/porn bots. If anyone else has more advice, please add it! Hope this helps.

sees an inbox notif: :D

its a scam donation ask: >:((

[aetheternity]

Pegging them (5wirl)

A/N: I have returned to my element! (snorts get it.. cause anemo.. well I think its hilarious!) Anyway I wanted to have this out during kinktober even though I'm pretty sure pegging is not a kink but whatever.

Random things of note: (You do not have to read this I just felt like talking about it outside of the tags.) 1. I wrote Venti's entire part in the span of two days. Realized it was basically a one shot and too long for a headcanon post then scrapped the entire thing and rewrote it in the format you see now. 2. Xiao, Kazuha and Heizou's parts were written on the same day. 3. Kazuha's part was originally going to have reader shoving his face into the pillows but I decided for something more gentle. 4. I didn't have an idea for Heizou ahead of time, the spanking was kind of a shot in the dark.

Disclaimer: No gender specified so if you have a dick you can technically still enjoy this ig?? Minors Dni. This is a modern au. Mentions of being rough in Aether's part light spanking in Heizou's part.

Venti~

~ He had legit never heard of pegging till you brought it up. But Venti being Venti is immediately intrigued by something that has his lover shifting around with unease.

~ "You're so cute! Just how long have you been sitting on this? You look like you could burst at any second!" He teases only working to make your skin feel twenty times hotter than it already was. Stomach concocting knot after knot while he cupped your face only enhancing your anxiety.

~ Ultimately he agrees to it. Why wouldn't he? He loves everything you do to him.

~ He's not concerned at all in fact he's almost overly excited when he comes home to find you in your shared bedroom with all the items laid out ready to play with him.

~ Though the nervousness on your face slowly winds him down.

~ "Windblume, it's ok. I know it's gonna feel good because it's you and me." He coos and pecks quick open mouthed kisses over every part of your forehead. Eventually getting you to untense enough to remove the rest of his clothing.

~ If you weren't relaxed enough before his very eager, very breathy moans and the reddening of his entire face when your fingers brushed his prostate eased you completely. His fingers intertwining with the sheets as he bucked his hips with tiny gasps of, "More." and the pet name he'd uniquely given to you.

~ His cockhead smearing precum along his stomach with every arch of his back. Tears streaming along his cheeks.

~ Windblume.." He nearly choked as you pressed a third lubed finger inside his tight entrance. The tips of your fingers coming up to brush over his hardened nipples. "It's.. so intense.." He shivered, pleas for you to fuck his ass spilling off his lips.

~ You managed to talk him through it as you pressed the lubed tip inside. Massaging his cock with your free hand till he melted into your touch. "How's this, love?" You questioned over his meek whimpers.

~ "Kind of weird.. but.. it doesn't hurt.." He shuddered as you continued to press the entire length inside of him. Pausing to allow the feeling to subside.

~ Your wrist flicked just gentle enough to relax him. Just until his body sank gently back into the mattress. Up until he was whispering words of approval for you to move.

~ He doesn't even begin to hide his eagerness when you press right up against his prostate again. His lips upturned, teeth clamped and eyes so alight with pleasure that it sends a chill down your own spine.

~ "Faster, Harder.. please.."

~ He can't help but reach out to you. Wrap his arms around your waist as he clings onto your heat. His moans being swallowed up as you press as deeply as you can.

~ You find your fingers sinking into his hips, tugging him as close as possible. Pressing kisses to his ears as you whispered small words of praise.

~ It's not long before he's spilling over. So consumed with this new feeling he'd never experienced before and the pleasure of having you fuck his ass.

~ As if he didn't enjoy it enough, the comfort of having you run your hands up his back and heaving chest made things all the better.

~ Don't be shocked when he asks you if the two of you can repeat this endeavor in the near future.

Aether~

~ He doesn't exactly have a track record of saying no to you so when you ask he agrees to it. Even though he is one hundred percent in the dark on what it is.

~ "My ass? You wanna fuck it?" When you nod he simply chuckles. "That sounds hot."

~ "You're too casual when I ask you stuff like this." You playfully pout returning his kisses when he leans into you.

~ "So you want me to panic?" He asks "Ah! I can't believe you want to fuck me silly!" He can't help but explode with laughter.

~ "Just for that I'm not gonna be nice about it."

~ You stayed pretty true to your word. But Aether managed incredibly well. His sphincter loosening fairly quickly to the lube.

~ And God was he so incredibly adorable. His hips trembling and swaying as you fingered his pretty ass. Knees digging so deeply into the mattress. Little whimpers falling off his lips with each new finger added until you were scissoring them so easily and swiftly that he was wetting the bed beneath him with precum.

~ "Such a cocky little shit and now look at you." You tsked with fake disappointment.

~ He can only answer with a gasp while you gently press inside of him. Shifting your hips to press the tip of your cock against his prostate. Delighting in the way his arms nearly buckle beneath him.

~ Doesn't take long for you to set a quick pace. Plowing into him till he yelps and cries with pleasure. Your left hand sliding up his back to his braid to twist it around your wrist tugging him back into your thrusts.

~ He doesn't even pretend to mind. The curling of his spine appearing more prominently, encouraging pleas falling off his lips.

~ The look of his head pulled back in your grasp only worked to turn you on so much harder than you ever had been before. The rickety clattering of the bed further cementing just how hard the two of you were going.

~ By the time he finally cums he's sinking into the bed. Not even trying to hide the shake of his body, breathless as you soothe him. Sliding your palms down his back.

~ You'll probably have to wait till he wakes to ask him if he enjoyed it. But judging by the streaks of cum layering his stomach and the bed you probably don't need to.

Xiao~

~ Does not know what that is the unholy trilogy.

~ And once you explain he says outright that he does not want to even try it.

~ He's not scared, of course not and it's not because he enjoys being a top. (Let's be honest he's probably the power bottom in your relationship). He just hates breaking from routine. The two of you have sex at least once a week every week on the same day. The most breaking of the schedule being if he comes home late or perhaps if one of you is too tired.

~ "Aww Xiao Xiao.. you don't want to try something new? Aren't you worried about things getting stale."

~ "Are you asking because you're unsatisfied with our current arrangement?"

~ Doesn't really matter how you answer that Xiao caves within a couple days. The pressure to make you happy has always come from his own anxiety and never actually from anything you say or do after all.

~ He seems so much grumpier than usual when you just have him strip and sit on your lap.

~ While he sounds a bit agitated by it, the constant check in's do indeed ease his stress over this new experience. That is until you start to play with his ass and he tenses up, knees quivering at your sides.

~ "Want me to stop?" You ask, squeezing the fat of his hips.

~ "I'll be fine." He repeats as he had every time you'd asked.

~ You slip a hand between his thighs slowly coaxing a hand over his cock till he naturally loosens around your finger. The gorgeous curve of his back high lighted perfectly in the dim lighting of your shared bedroom.

~ By the time you make it up to three fingers he's squirming and panting uncontrollably. Cockhead drooling across each of your fingers to be used as lubricant. The way his cheeks had flushed out combined with his disheveled bangs making him so much cuter.

~ "I'm going to put it in now." You tell him "Tell me if you want to stop."

~ His hands lay flat on your stomach, holding out for purchase as the lubricated tip slowly curves inside him followed slowly and carefully by the entirety of your shaft until he found himself seated with a heavy exhale. You question him a bit on his breathing, moving your hands to cup his cheeks but he simply shook his head brushing your concerns away.

~ "I want you to enjoy this too Xiao Xiao."

~ Despite his insistence that he was indeed ok. You still gave him the opportunity to set his own pace. Delighted by his initiative in the matter.

~ All you really have to do is coax his hips along with one hand and flick your wrist along the head of his cock with the other. Showering him with praise until his dick twitches excitedly.

~ He stays fairly quiet unlike the others. Focusing mostly on riding you with the occasional breathy huff or loud grunt. Sweaty bangs clinging to damp spots against his forehead.

~ His hips start to move sloppily as his orgasm approaches and to your surprise he leans in to you. Breathily hiding every noise he can no longer contain on your lips. Nails raking along the sheets as his climax drenches your hand and both your stomachs.

~ He keeps twitching for a couple minutes exhaling and inhaling hard. His weight almost completely on top of yours.

~ "You seemed to enjoy that huh Xiao Xiao." You almost giggle knowing fully well that his cheeks were bright red where he'd stuffed his face into the crook of your neck. You don't push him any further, just brush your hands along his back. Placing kisses over any areas you could reach. Up until his breathing steadies.

~ You'll just have to wait till tomorrow to give him the proper aftercare he deserves.

Kazuha~

~ The first one here to actually know what pegging is.

~ Probably anticipated you asking for something like this because of your obsession with his ass.

~ He's pretty willing to try it too. Even asking you if you'd ever had experience doing something similar in the past.

~ "I'm actually a little surprised you're so willing to do this with me." You say, giving his cheek a small kiss.

~ "All relationships go through periods of experimentation, my love. I wish to continue trying new things with you as much as possible so that we can truly become one soul."

~ "There goes the flowers Beidou's always talking about.." You chuckle

~ You lay beside him on your side as he lays in the same fashion. Drawn into his heat by the soft hitches of his breath and nearly inaudible moans. He fingers himself so swiftly but you love to watch.

~ Love watching his cock shake between his legs as he spreads his own ass. Scissoring those lean fingers in and out. Every thrust sounding so wet, bouncing off the walls of your shared bedroom.

~ "Ok.. I think.. I'm ready." He pants inching close enough for you to press your tip against his prepped hole.

~ You take hold of his cock first. Easing yourself in until he's filled. Stroking delicately as you go.

~ "Can you speed your hand a bit?" He questions immediately gasping as you follow his instructions.

~ You keep your pace slow and steady above all. Just focusing on deep, long thrusts to fill his pretty ass. He rewards your efforts with a part of his lips, sucking in air as it's dragged from his lungs.

~ "Kiss me.." He nearly whimpers and you indulge. You'd never seen Kazuha like this before it almost felt out of character the way he moaned unabashedly into your mouth. Sucking your lip into his kiss.

~ Your fingers sifting through his untied hair. Keeping his head close as you pressed against his prostate. Pure lust flooding your body at the completely sinful sounds that fell from Kazuha's lips.

~ He tried his best to hide it but you'd caught it. You'd caught your boyfriend moaning and whining so submissively if you weren't doing it to him you would've imagined it were someone else.

~ When he gets close he starts to beg you. Beg you to allow him to finish. Beg for your hand to continue stroking his cock. Those scarlet irises trapped behind closed eyelids.

~ "My good Kazu.." You whispered and he couldn't help but cum at those words. Pressing ever closer to your heat with his breathy sighs.

~ He looks so drained as he tries to sit up but you simply insist that aftercare is on you tonight. You nearly overheat when you hear him call you, "An amazing partner." Underneath his breath.

Heizou~

~ He's well aware of pegging and what it is. However his immediate response to you asking to do it to him is surprisingly speechlessness.

~ It's not that he's surprised it's more that he'd never been a bottom before. Not even in previous relationships. He also can't quite wrap his head around someone playing with his ass.

~ Though he trusts that you'll be gentle with him so he talks through it with you a bit further before coming to an agreement.

~ "Man alive.. that's cold.."

~ "Don't tense up or it'll hurt." You respond

~ He presses his ass back for you allowing a single finger to slide in half way before he's huffing and cursing.

~ "Does this hurt?" You question

~ He moans in a way that sounds both pleasured and pained. You pull his hips back into you fisting his pretty cock until he carefully unwinds for one finger.

~ "I'll admit this sensation.. it's quite odd." He chuckles trying to suppress a disgruntled groan.

~ "I know it's a bit uncomfortable Shika but you have to relax a lot more before I can fuck you. Otherwise it'll hurt."

~ "No no I'm aware.. I'm.. trying." His knees shake as you try your hardest to talk him through a second finger, stroking his cock a bit faster while trying to avoid an immediate climax.

~ "Right there.. fu.. yeah that's the spot.."

~ He presses back into your hands, spreading his legs wider to let you pound his prostate till his moans become long and drawn out.

~ "Think you can take the strap now?" You question, holding the lubricant out to properly rub on your cock.

~ "Ah.. just keep it gentle this is my first time after all." He chuckles throwing a wink over his shoulder at you.

~ You simply roll your eyes, "Don't worry, I'll be just as gentle with you as you are with me."

~ "Ah ha.. that's not funny."

~ "It's a little funny."

~ You'd prepared him better than you'd previously assumed. Delighted by how little resistance you face pressing in up to the half way point. Sliding back out before pressing forward a little deeper.

~ He mumbled a series of words softly calling to the gods as you grabbed hold of his ass giving it a quick slap. Then another slightly harder one. Comforted by the soft moans that slipped off his lips.

~ "Darling.. darling that feels good.." He doesn't even try to hide the way he lowers his arms. Pushing his ass up for easier access.

~ You watch strands of hair slip from his hair tie and without thinking about it, you reach forward loosening it to let the mess of red flood his shoulders. The glint in his eye catches you just before the curtain of hair falls over his shoulders.

~ He shakes his head, letting the strands fall evenly over his back. His elbows sinking further into the mattress as he clings for purchase.

~ Your name falls from his tongue from the depths of his throat and he works a free hand between his legs to make your job easier.

~ When he cums it's so abrupt you hadn't even noticed till he randomly gasped. Panting out exclamations and curses in brief, unstructured sentences.

~ You pulled out for him and he instantly flipped onto his back. "Are you sure that's the first time you've done that?" He asked tongue curving over his lips.

~ "Of course. I wouldn't lie."

~ "Well, I hope in the near future we can do that again. I never knew how good it felt to have your prostate massaged."

[cheekykitsune]

Unplanned Confessions

Okay, so first of all. 

5880 words.

That’s a lot. That’s more than I have EVER written for a single NSFW scenario one-shot. Like, ever. Usually I like to keep them to about 3000 max.

That was blown outta the water this time, lemme tell you!

On that note, this actually took...so much time and energy and it’s hit pretty hard. I kept getting stuck on it, or falling asleep because of my meds and other bullshittery.

So I would greatly appreciate it, if you could let me know whether you enjoyed it or not! A comment, tags in a reblog (bc I see them all. I do, I promise I do), hell even an ask in my askbox.

But thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy it and have a good night!

(It’s currently 5am and I’m exhausted, so Imma head to bed)

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  Wandering through the streets at night wasn’t anything new to Taishiro, seeing people do disgusting things to each other was also something he was used to at this point. After all, he was known as one of the strongest villains in the area that was still ‘at large’. A unique way to put it considering the man’s size.

  But even so, Taishiro took no pleasure in seeing some random scumbag hassle a woman in the alleyways that he used to get back home, pinning her up against a wall and doing god only knows what. Which is exactly why he changed the direction he was walking.

  It was only temporary, the briefest of changes that allowed him to get closer to the two of them without the man realising until it was too late. Taishiro’s large hand closing around the back of his head and slamming his face into the solid brick wall behind the terrified woman that had stared at him in a silent plea for help the moment he laid eyes on her.

 He found it truly amazing how a well-known villain was more help to a woman in distress than the heroes that paraded around claiming to be the people that were needed most.

  Taishiro watched the disgusting man crumple to the ground in a broken heap, having clearly heard the loud, unmistakable sound of his skull cracking from the force he had used to hurt him; he had no mercy for people like the now unconscious man in front of him and little time for inconveniences when he was as tired as he was. Only just having finished a fight with a frustratingly persistent hero that insisted on declaring him to be his nemesis, though at best he was a minor inconvenience to the large villain.

  Something easily dealt with.

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  “T-Thank you…”

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  Taishiro peered down at the woman, offering a quiet grunt in acknowledgement before turning his back to her, ready to go back to his home where he could rest and get something to eat after the long day he had had to endure.

  “Wait…Taishiro!” The soft call of his name coming from the lips of a woman he didn’t know had him spinning around faster than she could ever possibly hope to comprehend. His hand clamping down around her mouth, allowing her to continue breathing through her mouth only because he refused to allow anyone to compare him to the disgusting trash that he had just taken out.

  “Don’t. Say my name.” The words came out in a whispered warning as he leaned his head down so that he could stare deep into her eyes, trying to work out how she knew his name and not what he went by as a villain. There was a big difference between the two.

  “How do you know that name? Are you a hero? Sent by one? Answer by nodding or shaking your head, I’m not giving you the opportunity to scream for help” He kept his voice low as he spoke, watching the smaller woman give an instant shake of her head; her wide eyes staring so earnestly into his own that he couldn’t help but believe her.

  Unfortunately, that didn’t solve the issue of how she knew his name. It didn’t make sense to him and he couldn’t think of any scenario where she would come to know of it, Taishiro was antisocial. He wasn’t always, no, but it had been a long time since he had last enjoyed going out with friends and enjoying the freedom of young life.

  “If you know that name, then you know what I could do to you to keep you quiet, don’t you?” He watched as the woman gave a slight nod of her head, her eyes never leaving his while he threw around ideas of what to do with her around in his head.

  “Then you have a choice. Nod your head if you’ll come with me quietly and we can have a…chat, about what’s going to happen to you if you tell anyone what you know, shake your head if you’re stupid enough to try and scream while we go have a chat. Make your choice carefully, little woman” Taishiro spoke with a fierceness that he kept for those that were against him, wanting her to be fully aware of the danger that she could possibly be in. It all depended on her answer, but luckily for her, she was smart.

  The nod of her head causing Taishiro to slowly remove his hand, hesitating slightly as he waited for her to try something stupid and scream out like he had warned again; though no sound escaped her. The woman in front of him simply stayed where she was, watching him with a quiet calmness; her hands fidgeting with the edge of her long-sleeve top.

  “Seems like you do have a brain…alright then, you and me are gonna have ourselves a nice little chat” Taishiro grunted low as he spoke, lifting the woman over his shoulder with his arm around her legs to keep her steady; resisting the urge to snicker at the hands he felt smack against his back.

  It was only once though and it was easy enough for him to work out that she was using his back to brace herself while he began his journey back to his home; and while it wasn’t his first choice, it was his only choice right now.

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  You gulped nervously as you sat in a kitchen that you assumed belonged to the giant that sat across from you, his large arms cross over his chest while he watched you with narrowed eyes; his lips drawn into a thin unimpressed line.

  “I…you want to know how I know your name…right?” You asked the question hesitantly, wanting to get the silence over with before it could drag out any longer. When you first spoke his name about half an hour ago, you had thought it a terrible mistake given how quickly he had turned to you with his hand over your mouth.

  At the time, you honestly believed that he was going to kill you despite the fact he had saved you from a fate that you didn’t particularly wish to think about.

  “Might be a good place to start sweetheart. Not many know that name anymore.” His voice sent a shiver down your spine, the unimpressed look not leaving his features while you fidgeted where you sat; lightly chewing on your bottom lip as you tried your best to arrange the words in your mind properly. It wasn’t the time to be making small mistakes, unfortunately though, it also wasn’t the time to be wasting his time by trying to make your sentences perfect.

  “Well, it isn’t…we’ve met before. You saved me then too, but I think you were drunk that night, maybe? I really don’t know, but you saved me and then took me home” You offered the explanation somewhat quietly, speaking only loud enough for him to hear your words clearly, not entirely sure if he would believe you; even though you were telling the truth.

  “I’m a villain. You know it and for some reason, despite knowing that. Here you are, sitting there nervous but unafraid. Why? Because I saved you? That’s naive” He sneered the observation at you, leaning forwards in the chair that he sat on to rest his arms against the table between the two of you; his gaze so intense that even though you wanted to, you couldn’t bring yourself to look away.

  “If you were going to hurt me, I think you would have done it by now…besides, I’ve known your name for an entire year now and I haven’t said a thing to anyone. I’m not trying to bring you any trouble” He scoffed at your words, tapping his finger against the table while running his eyes over you slowly; for what reason you couldn’t tell. Maybe it was to see if you were lying or not, it was impossible to judge since you weren’t the man in question.

  “Then what do you want? What are you after? Why put yourself in this position?” His demanding questions made you more nervous than his scrutiny.

  Before tonight happened, that horrible encounter with some drunken pervert, you could happily observe the giant of a man without him realising. Not stalk him, per se, but every time you happened to come across him; you could take the opportunity to admire the villain that you had developed feelings for.

  It certainly wasn’t one of your best moments, falling for him. However, he had saved you a year ago and then again tonight. Each time you saw him, even if he was doing something against the law, it wasn’t hurting people’s lives unnecessarily that you could see and even if it did.

  Well, you weren’t entirely certain you would care anymore. Taishiro Toyomitsu was important to you and now you had him sitting across from you with his full attention. Asking all the questions that could only lead to a single answer.

  “You should probably answer me while I’m willing to listen to you. I might not be like the filth that was on top of you earlier, but I won’t object to killing you if I ha–”

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  “I don’t want anything! I’m keeping quiet because I’ve fallen for you!”

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  Your face burned with a mix of embarrassment and humiliation, being left with no alternative than to confess your one-sided feelings. The words leaving Taishiro wide-eyed and suitably speechless for a moment; his mouth falling open, and any words he had to say unable to leave his lips.

  If you hadn’t just confessed to him, it might have been giggle-worthy. But considering that you had, it filled you with unease; having no idea what to expect from the silence that currently suffocated you.

  “...You’re kidding, right?” The disbelief in his voice made you frown, annoyance building at the fact that you had spoken your feelings honestly and the giant of a man that you had fallen for didn’t believe you. It was insulting, even if you did partially understand where his doubts could be coming from.

  “No. I’m not…it isn’t just something I said to get out of having you kill me either.” You stood up as you spoke, glaring down at him while he stared up at you, an unknown emotion swirling within his honeyed gaze. A slight grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

  “I don’t just see you when you somehow end up saving me…I see you walking through the streets, enjoying the food stalls when it’s so busy that you could get away with showing your face in public and when there are less-known villains that close in on the area. Do you not think people notice what you do around here? You might be a villain now but there are old habits from your early days as a pro-hero and don’t bother trying to deny it!” You couldn’t stop yourself from the words that managed to slip past your tongue, realising that it wasn’t the smartest idea to shout at the man that had both saved you and had the ability to end your life before you could be a liability to him.

  On the same note, if there was a possibility that you were going to die anyway, you might as well say how you feel. Especially since you had been somewhat forced to announce your feelings to him, you had so very little to lose now.

  Taishiro rose from his seat slowly, uttering not even a single sound as he stepped around the table that separated the two of you; two steps before he was standing in front of you with his thumb resting on your jaw and his forefinger curled beneath your chin, tilting your head back so that he could look down into your eyes.

  His expression giving nothing away to you. No anger. No amusement. No curiosity. Just a blank stare that had your heart thundering in your ears.

  “So, you know all that…and you’re brave enough, or should I say stupid enough, to shout it at me while I’m threatening your safety.” Taishiro leaned down as he spoke quietly, his nose lightly brushing against yours while you watched him with wide eyes, holding your breath simply because you were certain that if you made even the slightest of movements; that he would kill you right then and there.

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  “I guess you wouldn’t mind it then, little miss courageous, if I were to do this…”

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  His lips came in contact with yours a second after the words left him, demanding and warm against your own until your body started to respond. You didn’t quite understand what was going on, your brain hadn’t caught up and was still trying to process everything, but your body? Your body responded eagerly.

  Your hands moved to his chest, fisting the light material of his shirt while his hands fell to your waist, pulling you closer to his body until you were pressed against him tightly; a position you’ve only been able to dream about up until this point in time.

  When he pulled his head away slightly, just enough to allow you to breathe once more, you couldn’t stop yourself from whining low in disappointment; the sound pulling a light-hearted chuckle from Taishiro while his lips began to ghost over your jawline, slowly dipping lower and lower as he explored the skin that he could get to.

  His hands surprisingly staying on your hips, keeping you close but not invading your personal space any more than that.

  “I guess you really didn’t mind, if that adorable little whine is anything to go by” His teasing words resulted in you smacking your hand against his chest lightly, the other still grasping onto his shirt tightly; refusing to let go in case this was another one of your blissful dreams that teased you in only the worst ways.

  “So what if I didn’t? I told you…didn’t I? How I felt…” You trailed off quietly, leaning down to rest your forehead against his broad shoulder, allowing yourself to enjoy the feel of his mouth against your skin before your dream came to an end.

  At this point, it was 50/50 as to whether or not you were hallucinating to make your encounter in the alleyway seem like a distant problem, or if it was truly happening. But right now, you didn’t want to find out.

  “I don’t exactly know you well enough to have feelings for you, for most that might bring up problems” His words made sense to you, however that didn’t mean that they meant a thing to you.

  His point was well-made, of course. But you hadn’t exactly asked him to feel the same, merely confessed your own feelings. It wasn’t his responsibility to decide right then and there as to whether he felt the same way you did. That would be ridiculous.

  “I’m not asking you to say anything like that.” You kept your feelings on the matter simple, not wanting to start a rambled speech of nonsense that would only ruin the strangely calm, enjoyable mood that had settled over the both of you. Likely due to the way his lips glided over your skin.

  “Then what is it that you’re asking of me?” His question surprised you, your mouth dropping open while your brain struggled to come up with a response for him. Mostly because you didn’t exactly have one. It wasn’t like you had expected him to feel the same way you do, or for him to even remember saving you in the first place.

  Your confession of feelings was simply the most truthful way to answer his demands as to why you kept his identity a secret. Though his height basically made that impossible. It was one of the few things about the blonde giant that baffled you.

  “I…I’m not asking anything of you, I understand that there’s no reason for you to even know me, let alone love me. But you asked me a question and I tried to answer it as honestly as I could” You gave yourself a mental pat on the back for sounding as strong as you did, though slightly out of breath.

  That wasn’t because of fear or a lack of courage to speak to Taishiro though. It was simply because his mouth was working wonders on some of the most sensitive places on your neck and it was starting to make your head spin violently.

  Every lick of his tongue, every nip of his teeth and gentle suck on the spots that he had taken the time to shower with his rough attention; it all felt amazing to you and you wanted to ask him for more. The only downside is that you would just be another fuck to him; unlike him, who would end up being someone deeply special to yourself.

  “Then if you aren’t asking for my feelings, would you settle for my touch?” His question came out in a low growl of curiosity that lit your skin on fire wherever his lips touched, your thighs pressing together slowly at the mere thought of having him between them. 

  You were touch starved and the first to admit it, all because no other man could compare to the villain in front of you. Not in your mind and finding small-time villains wasn’t enough to get your heart racing.

  And now, the solution had presented itself to you shamelessly but you were seriously debating whether or not you should accept it. Like a god-damned fool.

  “Your…touch…two minutes ago you wanted me out of your hair” You couldn’t stop the half-hearted chuckle that escaped you, your eyes dropping down to his while he simply grinned back up at you, nipping at the edge of your shirt teasingly; going no further without your say so. Surprising for a villain, but you appreciated it all the same.

  “And now I want you in my bed, on my tongue, my fingers and wrapped around my cock.” Your face burned fiercely at his words. The heat that radiated off of your cheeks enough to toast marshmallows had you had any on hand.

  “I…yes, I would settle for your touch Taishiro.” You spoke softly, gasping out in surprise when he stood up to his full height, lifting you into his strong arms as he did so; the action seeming to take little to no effort from the giant.

  “You’re an interesting woman.” He chuckled as he walked through the apartment at a quick pace, passing by doorways and open rooms until he came up to the only closed door. A swift kick causing it to burst open while simultaneously startling you. Which wasn’t such a hard thing to achieve if you were being entirely honest with yourself.

  “So are you going to bother telling me your name? Or are you just going to be a nameless fuck for me?” He questioned you while laying you down on the large bed in the room, his hands effortlessly tugging your clothes free from your body; revealing yourself to him entirely.

  “You mean, you’re actually interested in my name?” You gasped out faintly as his large hands closed around your thighs, spreading them so that he could run his tongue along your folds slowly; the warmth that shot through you addictive.

  “Are you going to make me ask a second time?” Taishiro didn’t bother to hide his amusement as he looked up into your eyes, a deep hunger beginning to surface while you squirmed beneath him; enjoying the feel of his tongue against you.

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  “(Name).”

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  He hummed low in response, holding onto your thighs firmly and keeping them spread so that he could continue with his task of exploration. Each slow stroke of his tongue pulling soft whines and quiet moans from your lips, your reluctance to moan properly due to the embarrassment of having him watch your reactions so closely.

  “You sound almost as good as you taste, (Name)” He muttered out the words in a low rumble as he began to kiss his way up along your body, large hands sliding up along over the spots that his lips graced until they left your body altogether in order to press into the mattress on either side of you. Allowing him to keep his balance above you while his head came to hover above your own, his tongue sliding along his lips to lick away the slick that had spread over them from when he sampled your taste.

  “I think it would be better if you weren’t holding yourself back” You looked away as he spoke, squirming beneath him. Naked and vulnerable to everything he had to offer.

  “I think this is the best you’re getting for the moment” You spoke softly, gasping out when his hand closed around the bottom half of your face, his fingers squishing your cheeks as he turned your head so that he could look you in the eyes once more. Displeasure reflecting within his honeyed orbs.

  “I take no pleasure in taking from an unwilling partner. I can’t decide whether everything is just a show so that you could keep breathing, or if you’ve lost your nerve at the last moment…but do not try to lie to me with your body, because it will win you no favours” He practically growled out the words at you while you could do little more than stare up into his annoyed gaze, wishing that you weren’t so awkward in such a moment.

  “I haven’t lost my nerve, if anything I’ve just gained a hundred of them. Have you looked in the mirror lately? You’re a giant compared to me and it makes me a little nervous like this. Excuse me for being human!” You huffed out the words while he blinked slowly, clearly taking a moment to process the information before slowly sitting back, his hands landing on your thighs; rubbing slow circles into the soft skin.

  “Tell me then, (Name). Have you ever been fucked before?” You wanted to hit him. You honestly wanted to hit him for that question, but he seemed oblivious to the fact, continuing to watch you while your mouth fell open and your brain decided to fail you for a proper response. 

  “I’ll take that as a yes” He snorted at your reaction, giving a lazy roll of his hips and causing his large cock to rub up along your folds, your slick coating him in a generous amount with just a single movement. You would be embarrassed, but you were much too busy whining at the feel of him against you; impossibly large and about to be buried inside of you.

  You blinked in confusion when Taishiro moved away from you, instead positioning himself at the head of the bed, getting himself comfortable in a sitting position before motioning over to you with a quick flick of his wrist.

  If you were to take a guess, you assumed he wanted you in his lap. However, you couldn’t quite put your finger on why, the position you were just in had been fine; it was your nerves that was the problem.

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  “Hurry it up midget, before I change my mind and fuck you face-first into the mattress!”

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  You jumped at his words, crawling your way over to him and allowing him to pull you close to his chest the moment you were within arms’ reach; a not-so-quiet gasp falling from your lips when you felt his dick press against your folds.

  Taishiro made no effort to thrust himself inside of you, instead moving one hand to your waist, while the other helped you get settled in his lap; making sure that you were both steady and comfortable. Not exactly something you expected from the villainous giant, but certainly, something that you appreciated given everything that had happened that day.

  “Alright, here’s how it’s going to work. I’m going to guide my dick inside you, as much as you can take before you start feeling discomfort” He paused, sending you a pointed look before moving his hand between your bodies and guiding the tip of his dick to your folds; slowly rubbing along them to give you a moment to adjust yourself to the idea of it, of him, being inside of you.

  “Once you’re good, you’ll be in control for a little. I’ll let you decide how much you can take at a time and then when you can take all of me, I’ll take over again. You understand?” You nodded slowly at his question, nervously chewing on your bottom lip while moving your hands to his shoulders, the warmth of his skin beneath yours somehow enough to settle the butterflies in your stomach. Some of them anyhow.

  “Good girl…don’t expect this every time we fuck either” He groaned out quietly as he spoke, your moan just barely louder than his words as he thrust himself inside of you slowly, spreading you around his impressively thick cock.

  “Every time?” You spoke the words before you could stop yourself, the slight wince that you were unable to hide causing Taishiro to move his hands to your hips, holding you in place and preventing you from taking any more of him inside of you for the time being. 

  The disapproving click of his tongue following soon after.

  “Yes, every time. I asked if you would settle for my touch, I didn’t specify that it would be a once off…if you can take what I have to offer, then some effort on my part might be called for”

  He hummed faintly as he moved a hand to brush a strand of your hair off of your cheek, his thumb ghosting over your lips while his eyes studied you closely, taking in any movement you made. If it were anyone else, you were certain that you would be uncomfortable, but since it was Taishiro. Well, you found yourself enjoying the attention more and more as time passed.

  “Though I don’t promise anything more than a good fuck” He muttered the words plainly, flicking his gaze up to yours for a brief moment before allowing his eyes to return to wherever it was he was currently studying; possibly his hand that had settled on the base of your neck. His fingers lightly brushing against the soft skin.

  “So then, you don’t mind my company?” You tilted your head as you spoke, slowly leaning your head closer to his own; using your hold on his shoulders to steady yourself so that you didn’t end up hurting yourself by accidentally taking in more of him than you were ready to.

  “Now that I know you’re harmless, not particularly” He raised an eyebrow as you smiled, happy with his answer and even going as far as to kiss him tenderly. About to pull your head away before he surprised you by kissing back eagerly.

  Sure, he had been the one to kiss you first. But you had honestly believed that to be a quick way for him to test how serious you had been about your confession. The idea of him kissing you because he felt like it, was a little harder to grasp.

  “What’s the matter? Weren’t expecting the big bad villain to kiss you back?” He chuckled loudly when you pulled your head away from his, cheeks burning and eyes wide; shock clearly being your new favourite expression after the night you were currently experiencing.

  “Silly woman, I expected you to know better” His head dropped lower as he spoke, your eyes following after him while his mouth closed around one of your nipples, sharp canines grazing the sensitive bud; causing you to gasp out in pleasure. Your back arching ever-so-slightly.

  Needing a way to get back at him for the way he was finding his entertainment in the moment, you took a deep breath and gave a heavy roll of your hips; taking in as much of his dick as you possibly could.

  Your mouth fell open when Taishiro bucked his hips, the action sending a burning hot jolt of pleasure through your body. You were positive, no matter how crazy it sounded in your mind, that the fat tip of his dick was pressed up against your cervix and the fact that you enjoyed the sensation as much as you did made you want to crawl your way out of the room and hide away for the rest of your young life.

  “You know…” Taishiro trailed off as he teased your nipple with his hot tongue, giving a firm nip before lifting his head so that he could look you in the eye; amusement reflecting from within his honeyed gaze.

  “The idea of me letting you have some control over this, was so that you could take your time and adjust” He paused, sliding his hands along your body and down to your arse, cupping the soft cheeks before digging his fingers into them roughly; allowing him to lift your body off of his throbbing dick slowly.

  Leaving only the tip nestled comfortably within your entrance, the low whine that left you signalling your displeasure with the decision.

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  “It wasn’t so that you could rush yourself!”

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  With the annoyed growl that left him, Taishiro gave a harsh thrust of his hips, using his hold on you to pull you down onto his lap harshly; the force of his actions ripping his name from your lips in a scream with little effort. A satisfied smirk decorating his features.

  “Then again, I think I like it. You’re just as helpless like this, as you are on your back beneath me” You wanted to argue his chuckled remark, but it was impossible to find the words while he continued to manhandle you.

  Lifting your body, only to pull you back down onto his dick without mercy. Sharp teeth catching the soft flesh of your breasts every time they happened to catch his eye.

  Everything about this man right now was a contradiction to his villainous self and granted, you knew that he was more than just the villain he let people see, it was still hard to process. Though that could be due to the way your mind would just blank out every few seconds, having Taishiro’s cock pounding against your cervix wasn’t so great for keeping your train of thoughts it seemed.

  “Look at you, look at how beautiful you are when you’re being destroyed by my cock…” Taishiro stared up at you in wonder as you tilted your head down, staring down at him with a dazed expression and lidded eyes; your mouth opening to question him on why he would bother saying such a thing before yet another scream left your lips instead. Your back arching from the burning pleasure that he sent racing throughout your body with each powerful thrust of his hips.

  Taishiro’s hand moved faster than you could predict while you did your best to bounce yourself on his dick, a loud cry of surprise escaping you as he slapped your arse harshly; the stinging sensation soon followed by a pleasure that you couldn’t quite explain.

  “Don’t give me that look, it was a reward for being so good” Taishiro leaned up to nip along your jaw as he purred out the praise, a quiet snicker hidden beneath your loud whines and moans of pleasure; the perfect cover to hide his endless amusement.

  “Sounds like someone enjoys getting spanked” The shamelessly uttered words made you whine out loudly in protest before burying your face against the crook of his neck, not bothering to try and hide your enjoyment of the situation.

  Instead, you simply let yourself be submerged in the pleasure. Your moans growing louder and more desperate as Taishiro continued to fuck you, the pace quickly becoming too much for you to keep up with, prompting him to change your positions; though he seemed to refuse the idea of taking a quick break to do so.

  Taishiro had you on your back on the bed in no time at all, his hands moving from your ass up to your wrists and pinning them above your head so that you were unable to do little more than enjoy the way he continued to slam into you without care or mercy.

  Each thrust seemed to drag you closer and closer to the edge, an unbearable heat building in the very pit of your stomach while Taishiro’s mouth explored your body, teeth digging into your soft and previously unmarked skin. Leaving behind bruises and bite marks to make sure that anyone that spared you a glance would know that you had someone to satisfy your every need.

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  “You’re getting tighter…”

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  Taishiro barely got out the words in a choked-out moan, his grip on your wrists tightening ever-so-slightly while you continued to whimper and gasp out in pleasure beneath him, your legs trembling as he kept burying his large dick inside of you.

  You couldn’t even respond to him, managing a couple of out-of-breath gasps before his name tore itself from your throat in the form of a loud, pleasure-filled shout. Your orgasm rocking through your entire body while his hips moved harder and faster.

  His brutal pace lasted only a few more seconds before his hips jerked suddenly, burying every inch he had to offer inside of you and filling you with his seed. The sensation new and strange to you as you came down from one of the most intense orgasms that you had ever had. Having one from getting fucked senseless entirely different from inducing one yourself, as you had just learnt.

  “Fuck…I really should have pulled out for that…” Taishiro breathed heavily as he released your wrists, slowly leaning back so that he was sitting between your thighs, still buried deep inside of you; seemingly in no hurry to remove himself.

  “Fuck it, you’ll stay the night. I’ll just buy you plan B tomorrow morning” He grumbled out a solution lowly before his hands began brushing over the bite marks that he had left behind in an almost soothing way; stopping once he noticed you staring up at him.

  Though you were more than a little dazed, still trying to blink away the black spots in your vision.

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  “If I move us to the bathroom, you think you can go another round? Little miss (Name)?”

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  You gave a slow nod of your head at his question, unable to feel the embarrassment that you otherwise would have while he removed himself from your still trembling body; his large arms scooping you up as carefully as he could manage.

  “Poor woman, when I’m finally done with you tonight you’re going to be stuck in bed for a whole week” He chuckled low, paying your wide-eyed stare no mind as he made his way through the apartment; whistling a low, happy tune to himself with a rather large grin on his lips.

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  “Don’t worry though, I’ll make sure you love every second of it. All you gotta do is keep up. You can do that right?”