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Unraveling the Growth Potential of the Geofoams Market: Global Outlook
The global geofoams market size is expected to reach USD 972.6 million by 2027, expanding at a CAGR of 2.7%, according to a new report by Grand View Research, Inc. Factors such as availability of geofoams at low cost coupled with its superior strength and durability are projected to fuel the market growth. Expansion of the construction industry across the globe coupled with the infrastructural developments in economies such as India, China, Brazil, Mexico, Saudi Arabia, and others is expected to propel the demand for geofoams over the forecast period. In addition, maintenance of the existing infrastructure in developed nations is likely to drive the growth of the market.
Geofoams Market Report Highlights
The expanded polystyrene geofoams segment accounted for USD 508.2 million in 2019 and is projected to expand at a CAGR of 3.1% from 2020 to 2027. The compatibility of the product has resulted in its increasing adoption for applications including roads and highway construction, building and infrastructure, and others
The road and highway construction application segment accounted for 38.07% of the total market and is projected to expand at a CAGR of 3.4% from 2020 to 2027 on account of the rising infrastructural growth across the developing economies including China, India, Brazil, UAE, Saudi Arabia, and others
Asia-Pacific accounted for USD 278.5 million in 2019 and is estimated to expand at a CAGR of 3.2% from 2020 to 2027 owing to the rising demand for road pavement, which is anticipated to further benefit the growth
China accounted for the highest market share in Asia Pacific on account of the rapidly expanding construction industry in the country
Europe market is estimated to expand at a CAGR of 2.8% owing to the rising number of construction and infrastructural activities in economies including Spain, Italy, and others
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Geofoams are increasingly used in the construction industry as it helps in suppressing the noise and vibrations. In addition, it is easy to handle and does not require any special equipment for installation. The product is increasingly used in the railway track systems, below the refrigerated storage buildings, storage tanks, and others to avoid ground freezing.
The geofoams undergo chemical changes when it comes in contact with petroleum solvents. It turns into a glue-type substance, thereby losing its strength. This factor is projected to limit the use of geofoams in the construction industry which is projected to restrict the industry growth over the forecast period.
#Geofoam#Expanded polystyrene (EPS)#Geofoam blocks#Construction materials#Road and highway construction#Retaining walls#Geotechnical engineering#Soil stabilization#Environmental protection#Earthquake resistance#Noise and vibration control#Water management#Hydrostatic pressure#Thermal insulation#Structural stability
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Spring vibration isolators - Easyflex
Easyflex spring vibration isolators are cutting-edge solutions for noise and vibration control. Engineered with precision, they effectively reduce vibrations, ensuring a quieter and more stable environment. These isolators are your go-to choice for superior performance and peace of mind.
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#spring vibration isolators#spring vibration#Easyflex Vibration Isolation#Spring Isolators#Easyflex Products#Mechanical Engineering#Noise Reduction#Industrial Equipment#Shock Absorption#Structural Engineering#Noise Control#Anti-vibration Solutions#Machinery Isolation#Seismic Isolation#Engineering Components#Equipment Mounting#Noise and Vibration Control#Isolation Systems#Industrial Machinery#Vibration Damping#Elastic Support#Mechanical Isolation
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Sound Isolation Engineering
Criterion Acoustics is a full-service design firm specializing in architectural acoustics, audiovisual systems, and technology solutions. We provide project specific, engineered solutions for complex problems.
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Tecoustics, an acoustical consultant in Ontario is an expert in designing spaces that balance aesthetics and acoustical performance. They consider various factors, such as the intended use of the space, the materials used, and the location. They work with specialized products like Expansion Compensators, Flex Connectors, and Neoprene Mounts and Pads to achieve the desired results.
#noise and vibration control#seismic engineering#acoustical consultant Ontario#architectural acoustics#Mason Industries#seismic control
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Unleash the Magic of Architectural Acoustics from the House of Experts
Are you in search of boosting the auditory experience of your space? Vibra Sonic now brings you top-notch architectural acoustics to help remove unwanted noise from your space. Our experts can help create acoustic wonders that would captivate almost every listener, from concert halls and theatres to educational institutions and corporate boardrooms, with the help of architectural acoustics.
Our acoustic architecture comprises numerous elements, with noise control systems encompassing a massive array of well-designed engineering solutions to mitigate the negative effects of noise and vibrations on buildings, humans, and equipment. The systems aim to reduce noise and vibrations at their source during transmission or at the receiving end.
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Im glad that the dragons dogma community is so positive and patient this time around. I mean, DD1 players weren't particularly unkind (they were hands down a pretty chill group in my experience), but it was a videogame in 2012, which means every forum thread had at least one person saying "get gud loser" no matter the context. At least now most forum posts are filled with comments of people not just commiserating, but like admitting to crying about stuff and other people saying "yeah it's frustrating, no shame in letting the tears flow." Like yeah I'm gonna celebrate a less toxic community environment. Hooray for love in a fandom for a game that is canonically about love.
#okay this is kind of a niche confession but i have sensory issues due to autism and sadly dd2 battles get really overstimulating.#its not just 'im frustrated bcuz im not winning;' its that my fight or flight response (anger) is literally triggered during bad battles.#the noise and the repetitive animations and the controller vibration and the pawn down sound effects combined with#literally being helplessly subject to stunlock chains that can last actual minutes with no opportunity to escape is SO hellish.#and i only really care because i like dd2 a LOT and its just really shitty that its a sensory decay experience that i need to recover from#rather than play it to help decompress and recover.#and yeah if i wanted a chill gaming experience i could just play a chill game#but minecraft isnt my special interest! dragons dogma is!! 😂#and i could play on BBI for HOURS and it not be a problem in the first game so its not like dragons dogma CANT be a comfort game 😂#the battle philosophy for dd2 is just 'dont stumble and dont get hit' which is. a design choice ngl.#rant#vent in tags#again its not that serious but it made me cry today so here we are
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well. i did say i was going to get more little friends and i meant it.
[ID: a screenshot from risk of rain 2 with the captain as the player character. notably, there is a list of 32 drones and a very large amount of items in the item bar. End ID]
#incoherent turtle noises#i shouldve turned off controller vibration like a quarter into this run bcos it was just buzzing the whole time lmao#theres like a threshold of busted where it goes from 'hehe im so powerful yippiee' to#'OOHGhhgh god. i cant see anything but everythign is dying. I Am Going To Burst An Artery 👍'#okay well i am going to eat pasta and then not do anything for a while because as always i am shaking.
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I've seen multiple posts talking about the tumblr mobile ads being loud and ive just realized that my default way of scrolling the app (phone 100% muted, no earbuds, turn up the speaker volume 1 or two clicks in the rare occasion i want to hear something then immediately remute) is not the norm
#ig it makes sense in retrospect but i basically only look at stuff with audio on the computer#i have more control and more adblock that way#if my phone makes a noise i will break it in half even my wakeup alarm is set to vibrate#yeen yelling
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Smooth Sailing: Trends and Dynamics in the Shipbuilding Anti-Vibration Market
The shipbuilding anti-vibration market was USD 1,033.3 million in 2023, which will increase to USD 1,526.1 million, with a 5.8% CAGR, by 2030. The progression of this industry can be because of the growth in the tourism sector coupled with the rising need for luxurious cruise yachts or ships. The bearing pads category, based on product type, accounted for a significant share. This can be…
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#Innovation#Maritime Construction#Market dynamics#Noise Reduction#Ship Performance Enhancement#Shipbuilding Anti-Vibration Market#Trends#Vibration Control Solutions
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Pornstar!Rafe needs a taste 💦👅
You couldn’t keep your body from squirming around as Rafe’s tongue slurped up your leaking juices. His scruff tickled your quivering thighs as he buried his handsome face into your messy cunt. His blue eyes watched you from his place between your legs, massive hands holding your hips down firmly. “Quit fuckin’ moving.” He mumbled, his deep voice vibrating against your core. “Don’t act like I won’t fucking stop either. I don’t care how goddamn good you taste.”
He spat a thick glob of salvia onto your already messy cunt, giving you a nasty smirk. "What? My dirty whore never had her pussy ate like this?" He asked, his degrading words always sending a shiver up your spine in the most delicious way. He didn’t care that his face was covered in your juices, he’d have it that way for as long as he could. He loved pussy, granted his porn name and had no shame when it came to saying he’d tasted a lot. You of course though had to have the most amazing tasting, most prettiest, tightest cunt he had ever been in or his tongue had gotten to explore.
He was addicted, ocean eyes nearly rolling back the more you dripped onto his tongue. Your poor self clenched around him, not having any control as the man ate pussy like he was starved. “R…Rafe! I.. you’re gonna make me cum!” Your words running together as he made your head spin just by the way his mouth moved and nose rubbed against your swollen pearl. Your hand reached down to tug at his messy hair, moans echoing off the wall as he sucked your pulsing clit between his teeth. “Shut up… just fuckin’ tell me who eats your pussy like this.” His voice strained as pulled back with a messy noise. “Don’t make me repeat myself either or I won’t make this greedy little slut hole cum again.”
#rafe cameron#rafe cameron smut#pornstar!rafe#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron prompt#rafe cameron blurb#rafe cameron concepts#outerbanks rafe#rafe outer banks#drew starkey#drew starkey x reader#drew starkey smut#obx#obx smut#outer banks
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Bad, bad news - 18+
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"Bad, bad news, one of us is gonna lose, I'm the powder you're the fuse...just add some friction." You and Spencer play to see who can control themselves the longest. Loser is at the winner's mercy for the rest of the night.
Spencer Reid x Fem! Reader
DISCLAIMER You are responsible for the content you consume. Make sure to read all necessary warnings. Minors do not interact at all. Please remember this is a work of fiction; if you don’t like it, don’t read.
WARNING: Smut: Switch!/dom! Spencer, switch!/sub! reader, cock-warming, nipple play, dirty talk, edging/orgasm denial, clit stimulation, one singular spank, no use of protection, pet names (sweet girl, good girl, etc). Not proofread. Proceed at your own risk.
Word count: 2.9K See notes at end for authors note & spoilers.
Rolling around half naked in your bed sheets is like a harmonious duet on most days. You and Spencer mindlessly slip into your roles using non-verbal cues. Today was not one of those days. Today was a messy battle for dominance and your sheets bore the brunt.
“Give in,” Spencer whispers, his knee strategically pressed against your heat. “You know you want to.”
You wiggle your wrists out of his grasp above your head and flatten your palms against his chest as you push him back down. He doesn't react fast enough and you’re straddling him again. You claim his mouth in a roaring kiss and swallow a desperate moan.
“Baby, if anyone’s going to give in it’s you.” You taunt, pulling away.
Without warning, Spencer bucks his hips up, rubbing his hardness against your core. It makes you jolt.
“Yeah?” He licks his lips and flashes you a cocky smile.
“Y-yes.” You’re quick to regain composure, not wanting to let him rob you of the upper hand. “You can barely control yourself.”
He harshly cups your jaw in retaliation and pushes himself up until his lips are almost brushing yours. You have to brace yourself against his shoulder and his eyes lock in on yours. He lingers there for a second, his breath tickles your skin. Your eyes flicker between his eyes and his lips. His hold on your jaw loosens as the two of you slowly lean in.
“I’m not the one that needs to be controlled.” It’s a low gravel that vibrates against your mouth as he retracts his head, making you chase after the kiss.
Before you can catch his lips, he rolls you over and pushes himself on his knees. The noise that leaves you upon impact is something between a squeak and a grunt. He doesn’t give you time to assimilate, flipping you over and yanking you by your hips. Your cunt slams against his bulge and you groan, gripping the sheets. He grabs your hands, pinning them behind your back. You try to squirm out of his grip, but he’s got you pinned firmly.
“Hey, that is not fair!” You whine.
“Oh? Why not?”
“You’re biologically stronger than I am!”
“Aw, poor baby.” He pouts with a mocking coo.
You huff and make another futile attempt to set yourself free.
“Just give in and I’ll let go.” He chuckles.
“Fuck off–ah!” A firm smack on your behind cuts you off.
If that wasn’t so hot you could have at least pretended to be upset, but the way you involuntarily grind your hips gives you away before you can even make the effort. Spencer hisses in response. His eyes rake down your back to your ass pressed against him. So that backfired.
You’re just as stubborn as he is and he doesn’t have the patience to wear you down. He needs to watch you squirm as you beg for him. He wants to feel how desperate you are for him. Using a featherlight touch, his hand travels up your back. He leans in, torso hovering over your back and brings his lips to your ear.
“How about I make you a deal, hmm?” A trail of kisses starts from below your ear to your jaw.
“A deal?” You repeat, falling into a slight daze.
His fingers stop skimming over your back when he reaches the clasp of your bra and he undoes it in one swift motion. You can feel your heartbeat as your breasts spring free.
“Mhm.” He releases his hold on you and moves off you to sit up against the headboard.
“What deal?” You question as you sit up, eyeing him curiously.
“Well, it’s more of a bet.”
Part of the reason you and Spencer work so well is because of your ability to keep up with each other's competitive nature.
“Go on.” You rid yourself of the bra hanging on your shoulders.
He tries to hide it, but, being met with your bare chest has an immediate effect on him. The silent but sharp inhale, the way he tries oh so hard to keep his eyes on your face and the way his lip rolls between his teeth. You can practically feel your arousal pooling in your underwear.
“Come here.” He beckons you closer with his fingers.
A shrewd smirk tugs at the corners of your mouth. You position yourself on your hands and knees, effectively crawling toward him. It shouldn’t feel as alluring as it does, but the sight makes his cock twitch. Part of him wants to grab you and pull you onto his lap the second you’re within reach, but he waits for you to get there on your own, watching you intently with every step.
His palms caress the sides of your ribcage as you straddle him and he swipes his tongue between his lips. You drape your arms on his shoulders, wrapping them so your fingers run through his hair. You let him kiss you on the chin, jaw and shoulder, but when he tries to go lower, you pull on his hair by the base. He turns his head back up to you and you both rest your foreheads together.
“You are impossibly stubborn.” He groans.
“I wouldn’t have to be if you would simply do as I say.”
“I should tie you up and make you watch as I take care of myself in front of you.” There’s an underlying playfulness in his sigh.
“That sounds like a punishment.” You quirk your eyebrow.
“I wouldn’t have to if you had let me take care of you as I’ve wanted from the start.”
“You won’t. At all.” You state point blank, indicating he's not the one in charge.
Spencer tsks and brushes his thumb against your nipple. You playfully slap his hand away. You don’t know it yet, but he’s already noting everything he’ll punish you for when the time comes.
“Do you trust me?”
You nod, giving him a cautious stare.
“Do. you. trust. me?” He repeats, unsatisfied with the non-verbal confirmation.
“Yes!” You huff.
“Up.” He drops his hands to your hips, gripping the flesh and pushing it away from him.
You lift yourself off him and on your knees. Spencer then lifts his hips, tugging his boxers down providing ample room for his length to bounce out. Looking down you can see just how hard he is. His tip’s swollen, pink and leaking with pre-cum. If you weren’t so turned on right now, you’d question what he’s up to.
There is no shortage of things you want to do to him and he can tell as much when he runs a finger through your slit, pushing the fabric to the side. The action is unexpected and you have to use his shoulders for support, a whimper escaping your lips. You glare at him but he pays you no mind.
“Fuucck,” He breathily groans, “you are soaked.”
It always takes you a little off guard when Spencer swears. He rarely does, saving it for when he feels very passionately about something. It makes you clench around nothing. Spencer guides your hips a little lower and runs his tip between your folds. You can only chuff in desperation as you try to keep yourself composed.
“Sit.” He commands, lining himself up with your entrance.
You’re sceptical but comply nonetheless. You slowly sink on his length and his fingers dig into the plush of your hips. The two of you exchange a gasp as you attempt to ground yourselves. Something about how he stretches your walls open is so delicious and palatable, that it makes you forget all sense or reason.
“Now what?”
“Now,” his voice floats in and out of short breaths, “you sit still.”
“I beg you pardon? Still?” Your perplexity makes him chuckle.
Shock waves travel between your cores and you squirm.
“Uh-uh.” His grip on your body tightens as he holds you in place. “You heard me. Sit still.”
You mull over his words and it clicks.
“Cockwarming?”
“Precisely.”
“That’s your deal?”
“Bet.” He corrects.
A silent pause takes over the conversation. You try to study his challenging stare, but honestly, all you can focus on is how enchanting his eyes are. How ethereal they look when you have him begging for you. You’re smart enough to recognise that the only shot you have of making that happen is if you indulge him for now.
“Okay, genius, I’ll bite. What are we betting on?”
“Control. More specifically, which one of us is better at exhibiting control.”
“So not you.” You snort.
He rolls his eyes but he’s unsure if it’s because of your comment or how warm you feel around his cock. He doesn’t point out that he’s already demonstrating a great amount of control by not flipping you over and fucking the shit out of you, because it might not work in his favour.
“What happens when I win?”
Your follow-up question brings him back to you with brows raised in astonishment.
“When you win?”
“Or when you lose. Whatever way you wanna look at it.”
His eyes narrow and his tongue swipes the inside of his cheek. Maybe if he brought up how good he is at holding his tongue, he could make a point about how much more control he’s in.
“Whoever wins gets to do whatever they want to the other. For tonight.”
You twist your lips to the side in contemplation. Spencer tracks every shift in your features.
“Deal.” You answer with a genuine smile.
“Thank you.” His gratitude is relayed in a husky whisper.
You don’t know if it’s the way he speaks or the words he says, but it makes you clench. You don’t realise until he hisses and throws his head back.
“You can’t be doing that.” His thumbs caress the skin they’re resting on.
“What? This?” You repeat the action intentionally and give him your most convincing doe eyes.
Oh the things he plans to do to you. His thoughts hide behind a half-smirk and his eyes drop to your breasts. The look on his face borders between unsettling and erotic, sending shivers down your spine. Spencer lets his hand drift up your sides, stopping so his thumbs brush your nipples again. The feeling provokes goosebumps all over.
You unintentionally whimper when he gently rolls them between his thumbs and forefingers. At first, Spencer was only trying to tease you for your antics, but the sound of your voice made him want to coax more out of you. He adds pressure to his hold and tugs. Your walls tighten around him again and he lessens the pressure to keep himself composed. If you don’t stop, he will. Your hands move to cup his wrists in place and you try to hold back the pathetic sounds threatening to spill out of you.
“Can’t have your cake and eat it too, sweet girl. Tell me what you want.” His voice is a coo masking a command.
“For you to stop playing games and give up already.” You try to keep your voice steady but fail.
“You’re just delaying the inevitable at this point. The longer you fight, the harder you’ll have to beg.” He relays it like a scientific fact that can’t be proven wrong.
“And you’re delusional if you think that’s happening. I won’t beg for you.”
“That’s two bets you’re losing tonight.”
You scoff but before you can get another word in, he pulls your taut nubs with a tighter grip than before. You have to fight the urge to lean away and roll your hips. Your breathing quickens, it’s almost as if you're quietly heaving. Then you make the mistake of looking down. Slender fingers toying with your hardened peaks and cock so deep inside you that your cores are touching at the base.
Your senses feel heightened. Everything you sense is jumbled. You can practically taste the sweet ecstasy that fills your body when he’s driving into you so hard that he’s pressing against your stomach. You don’t realise how close you are to the edge, but Spencer does. He can tell by the slight shake in your legs as you try to keep yourself still. And the way your nails dig into his wrists.
All your focus is on keeping yourself from clenching because you don’t want him to stop. The coil in your stomach has almost completely unravelled; you just need to sit still for a few more seconds.
Seven. In your distracted state you let a few tiny moans slip out.
Six. It elates Spencer, he almost feels bad for what he’s about to do.
Five. As you grow louder, Spencer begins shushing you in his soft voice.
Four. You shut your eyes, anticipating your release.
Three. Almost there, your lip rolls between your teeth.
Two–
Your efforts are wasted because Spencer lets go right as you’re on the brink.
“NofuckWHY?!” You speak so fast that you join your sentence into one word.
A brash chuckle erupts from him. He releases his wrists from your grip.
“Come on, you didn’t actually think I was going to let you cum.”
You let out a frustrated huff.
“Only good girls get to come. Are you a good girl?” He adds, intertwining his hands with yours.
It seems like an intimate act, but you can see past it. As always, the sneaky bastard has found himself a loophole. The truth is, Spencer doesn’t have more patience, he’s just too good at achieving results. He’s basically admitted defeat and you’ll still be the one to lose. You can only give him a narrowed stare, scouring his eyes with your jaw hanging.
“No?” He prompts when your silence is too long.
This time, he only gives attention to one of your nubs and his other hand lands on your clit without warning. He doesn’t ease you into his brutal pace, flicking over your bud with his middle finger. The strain against your sensitive nipple, the stimulation on your inflamed bud and his erection still buried inside you. It’s an overwhelming sensation and you’re unsure of what to focus on. The result is a loud, strangled moan you try to muffle in the crook of his neck.
“Fuck! Spencer!”
It doesn’t take long for the tension in your abdomen to start building again. You try to focus on your breathing and relieve the intensity by pressing your nails into his shoulders. Spencer remains undeterred and you can’t escape the feeling. It’s building fast and it’s going to run through you like a tidal wave.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuck– oh God– oh fuck–”
Your stringed obscenities are matched by Spencer's more silent hums and groans. He’s enjoying this, probably more than you are. His begins to twitch inside you at random intervals, he could cum just from this.
“You’re close. Maybe I should stop. Hmm?” He mumbles his words as close to your ear as he can.
“Pleaseplease–fucking–please– don’t stop. Don’t stop!”
“Admit that you’re my good girl.”
“Spenc– mmh–”
It’s too much but not enough at the same time. The tension inside is brewing too thick, you’re about to snap.
“You’re not cumming until you say it,” Spencer warns sternly, “say you’re my good girl.”
The sound of his voice only adds to your desperation. All you give him in return is your lewd mewls. He’s brought you back to the edge, you only need one final push.
“Still nothing? You must not want it bad enough.” He starts to slow down his pace, indicating that he’s about to stop.
The threat alone makes you break.
“No!” You yelp. “Nonono– I’m a good girl– I’m your good girl! Please don’t stop!”
You’re panting frantically. He’s won.
“Yeah? You think so?”
Yet he’s still going to make you work for it. He quickens his pace again and you don’t even try to keep yourself still anymore, squirming in his lap.
“Mhm..” It’s a broken beg, your face still hiding in his neck.
“Look at me.” He hisses gently, struggling against the friction you’ve started to build.
You lazily lift your head to meet his eyes. He has a victorious smirk on his face. Your eyes struggle to stay open and you flutter your lids.
“Oh, you look so pretty. All flushed and desperate.” He teases. “Tell me, what are you?”
You need release, now. Your legs try to close around his body.
“I– ah– shit– I’m–fuck your g–good girl!” Your words exit as more of a moan than a coherent sentence. The coil in your stomach is about to burst any second.
“I’m sorry. I can’t hear you.” He’s relishing in your struggle.
You let out a frustrated whine.
“I’m your good girl!”
Spencer chuckles at just how agreeable you’ve become because of how badly you want to cum. Your brows furrow and you throw your head back, eyes squeezing shut. Just as you’re about to get your sweet release, Spencer stops. You snap your sights on him, utterly dazed, annoyed and confused. Spencer leans in, getting close enough for his whisper to reach you.
“Prove it.”
Spoilers: Smut.
AN - When I said edging, I meant it. We’re all getting edged. Anyway first kinktober piece, I can’t promise I’ll deliver all of them in October. I’m just a girl (uni takes priority sorry guys). Also, this is kinda overdue now but thank you for 1K <3
TT has ruined so many things for me. I couldn’t write this without thinking of “asserting dominance” and giggling.
Thank you for reading!
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Can you make something with Sero and Shinsou? Maybe they firts eating you out or making you squirt (I'm just really dumb I asked in the comment section and I don't even know if I'm sending it in the right place, it's my first ever ask, so sorry for anything and the bad english, I love your writing so much lots of love for you)
SOMETHING NEW ☆ MY HERO ACADEMIA
⊹₊˚. featuring midoriya izuku, sero hanta, kaminari denki, shinsou hitoshi, & takami keigo trying something new in the bedroom with you.
warnings. 18+ content — mdni, f! reader, threesome, oral, facesitting, squirting, a vibrator, filming, orgasm denial, nothing too crazy
xoxo, juno. no worries your english is perfectly fine!! i saw your comment but i’ve been busy so i’m sorry this took a while 🥲 thank you & sending you lots of love <3
MIDORIYA IZUKU + a vibrator
“uhhh, what setting do you want it on?”
you giggle softly as izuku fumbles with the wand, eyes widening when it buzzes out of control once he mistakenly presses the highest setting. “how about you amp it up as we go, ‘zuku?”
he’s flushed down to his neck as his thumb rubs reassuring circles into your thigh, wand moving closer to your cunt. the head settles onto your clit and izuku pushes two fingers inside of you, which you adjust to with a hushed exhale.
“‘s good,” you nod, laying back onto the pillows as heat settles in your lower stomach.
“i’d hope so,” izuku chuckles nervously, curling his fingers inside you and prodding against your g-spot while the vibrations against your clit get barely stronger. “is this okay?”
“hm, yeah,” you huff, wiggling your hips as your hand comes to rest on top of his. he watches as you push the vibrator harder against you, gesturing to the buttons. “do it like you mean it, ‘zuku.”
“are you sure?” he’s painstakingly awkward when it comes to trying something new, having never used a vibrator before or watched you use it. you’d been working together to clear out your nightstands when he came across the pink wand, questioning what it was until you told him and asked him if he’d like to try it out on you.
“of course i am,” you wink, hand slipping away from his and relinquishing control. carefully, izuku presses the button, turning it up and increasing the power of the vibrations against your clit.
the new, welcomed change in stimulation pulls delicious moans from your lips, and his cock eagerly twitches in his pants. with this, he could easily have you sobbing and begging for more. what if he paired this toy with his cock sometime?
the simple thought has him creating an entire scenario in his head, unconsciously amping it up a few settings.
“fuck!” you exclaim, back arching right off the bed as you buck closer to him. “i-izuku, that’s perfect.”
“yeah? feeling close at all?” he hums, voice lilting into a curious, innocent tone. the setting is changed again, buzzing growing louder as your clit swells beneath the head of the toy.
“n-now i am,” it’s so much stimulation and the continuous, random changes of the settings make it so that you can’t catch your breath. just seeing you spread out for him on the bed has izuku’s eyes widening and growing teary as he thinks of how far this could go.
“already, huh?” izuku finds his confidence growing, a large palm coming down roughly against your ass. “know what, baby?”
he flicks his thumb against the button and the change has your eyes rolling back into your skull. some kind of noise comes from your parted, spit slicked lips in place of your voice.
“how about,” his eyes rise to connect with yours, gleaming with something filthy. “you don’t cum till i tell you to? is that alright, baby?”
KAMINARI DENKI & SERO HANTA + threesome
“so, about that bet..” a smug little smile has denki’s lips curling, and hanta’s eyes rolling in aggravation.
“seriously, dude? you wanna ask right now?”
“shut up, there’s no rule against it,” the blonde replies petulantly, sticking his tongue out and still fucking into you, maintaining his brutal pace with long, languid strokes. “so? we’re dying to know.”
you shudder, gagging on hanta’s cock as denki pulls you back onto his own, asscheeks slapping against his thighs.
“i don’t think she can answer you, idiot.” hanta bites back a moan, scoffing towards his best friend instead. denki’s shameless, moaning in between each word he says to either you or hanta.
“feelin’ good, baby?” his jaw clenches at the sight of hanta’s hand on your head, urging you to take his cock deeper into your throat.
the whole reason you’d even gotten into this situation was because the three of you found out you were all fucking one another on the down low. then questions were flying through the air like arrows, each of them hounding you about who you thought fucked better. i don’t know, you’d said, let’s all find out.
drool races down hanta’s balls as you choke on his length, which tenses and thickens on your tongue. “shit, i’m gonna cum,” he gasps, hanging his head and looking down at you with stars in his eyes. “w-will you swallow it all for me?”
“you’re losing for sure, couldn’t even last more than three minutes,” denki laughs, interrupting hanta’s moment of bliss with his stupidity. thankfully, he’s ignored, and hanta pretends he’s not even there, allowing himself to cum down your throat with a groan. he’s forced to steady himself by planting his hands on your back, already beginning to shake as your throat contracts around him.
“real greedy, huh?” he gasps, his voice raspy.
despite all his talk, denki follows suit, desperately rubbing at your clit so you’ll cum with him. thankfully, hanta pulls back to watch, fingers stroking over the taut muscles of your shoulders.
“fuck fuck fuck,” denki sobs, beads of sweat racing down his nose as he feels his body grow hotter. “b-baby, gonna cum inside you—”
your back arches, body nearly collapsing onto the bed. “i’m cumming too,” you manage, swallowing as tears fall from your eyes. your last demand is simple before you fall forward into the duvet. “d-denki, fuck me through it, please..”
hanta’s already hard just from your voices, slowly stroking his cock while denki pushes himself halfway in and lets go with a choked groan. cum spurts into you, and he pulls out quickly, watching as it pours from your sloppy cunt.
“well. i’m ready for another round.” hanta’s voice is playful but you and denki are exhausted, collapsing on one another with heaving sighs.
“dude, read the room,” denki huffs, wiping the sweat from your forehead and offering you a bottle of water.
“oh, you cannot be talking,” hanta snaps, fully naked and jumping up in astonishment. “i recall saying the exact thing when you were—”
they start arguing, and you just turn over and pray you fall asleep. even when they realize you’re trying to sleep, they go back and forth about waking you up.
SHINSOU HITOSHI + facesitting & squirting
“come here, now.”
“are you really sure? i can always just lay on my back like usual, i really don’t want to hurt you.”
hitoshi scoffs, impatiently waving you over with a bored huff. “i promise you won’t. sit down and stop worrying, baby.”
you balk at his lightly demanding tone, crawling across the bed and biting your lip as you position your thighs on either side of his head. still, you’re hesitant — it’s obvious in the way you’re hovering above his face.
“my tongue won’t be able to reach your clit,” hitoshi says bluntly, unimpressed with your nervousness. what are you so afraid of? you’ve been together for so long, you should know by now that he’d be happy to go out between your thighs. air simply doesn’t matter when your pleasure’s on the line.
a whimper slips past your lips and you lower yourself carefully, clit bumping into the tip of his nose. “is this good enough, toshi?”
“mhm,” comes his voice from below you; he’s entranced by the sight of your soaked pussy, practically dripping, all from a few well placed kisses along your body. “relax and enjoy it, okay? i want this—i want to taste you.”
“o-okay,” you huff out, and hitoshi rests a large hand on your asscheek. if he spanks you, you might lose your balance and crush him.
“don’t be afraid to make a mess for me, baby,” his last words are no louder than a whisper, and he gives your clit an experimental lick. his tongue is silky, sticky with the saliva that’s been pooling in his mouth at the thought of tasting you.
“again,” the command rushes past your lips before you can stop it. “lick my clit again.”
hitoshi’s hand comes down hard against your asscheek, and you waver above him; he notices your pointless resistance to sit fully. how cute, you’re that concerned for his ability to breathe.
“where are those manners, baby? as far as i’m concerned, you haven’t the liberty to ask for anything without fully sitting down.”
oh, so he’s trying to force you to take a seat.
but you shut up, lowering yourself down further, and hitoshi lets out a moan of approval, licking up your sticky pussy. glossy strings of slick gather on his tongue, and your taste is truly so addictive that he can’t help but rush in for more without taking a moment to breathe.
“oh, hitoshi,” you gasp, eyes rolling back. he’s pushed two fingers inside of you without any hesitation, filling you up and stretching you out deliciously. the initial sting before the rush of pleasure is a feeling that makes your head spin.
“mmm,” hitoshi groans deeply against your cunt, nose pushing into your clit as he speaks. “put your hand on your lower stomach for me.”
without asking questions, you do as he says, placing a hand right above your pelvic bone. his hand moves from your ass and comes down on top of yours, pushing it down into the soft skin.
“good girl,” hitoshi huffs out, lavishing your clit with attention from his tongue, curling his fingers inside you while also pressing your hand into your lower stomach. a new pressure builds inside you, white hot and only making your pussy even wetter.
what is this?
hitoshi feels the telltale signs of your approaching orgasm without needing a warning; your walls squeeze his fingers so hard they’re almost pushed out, muscles in your thighs tensing on either side of his head. “it’s coming, ‘s coming,” is all you can sob out to describe the unfamiliar feeling that’s taken place inside your body, “hitoshi, it’s gonna—”
oh, the way you say his name is something he’ll always commit to memory no matter how many times he’s heard it. your voice is frantic as you give in to the pleasure, sitting all the way down on his face and then grinding on it. this is what he was after the whole time—he wanted you to use him to get off, take the lead so he’d have no choice but to follow.
“hitoshi,” is all you can sob out, voice breaking into teary moans as you succumb to pleasure. out of control, your pussy gushes waterfalls of liquid onto his face, into his mouth, all over his skin.
even as you’re riding out the high on his face, hitoshi’s sure to help you through it, tonguing at your sensitive cunt and drinking in everything you’re giving him. “it’s t-too much, i can’t take it,” and you try to move off him, but he easily prevents you, taking your clit between his lips and sucking tightly.
the action pulls a pitched whine from you as you realize you cannot move away and catch a break from the intense pleasure.
“toshi—”
“that was fucking perfect,” he grunts against you, licking your mess off his lips eagerly. “i want you to do that again for me.”
“what was that?” you muster, lifting up with a gasp. your pussy made quite the mess — covering his entire face with shimmery slick and other juices.
“you squirted, baby,” hitoshi says simply, “and you’ll get more familiar with it in just a moment.”
“what’s that mean?” nervousness lines your words.
“you’ll get more acquainted with what it is after some practice. it’s better to learn sooner rather than later, hm?”
TAKAMI KEIGO + filming & orgasm denial
“hehe, is it on, kei?”
“shhh! it’s been on, babe.”
you suppress a cute laugh, looking back to the phone propped up on the dresser. from a distance, you see your reflection — you’re on your belly, between keigo’s thighs, face to face with his hard cock. you’d been going back and forth about when he’d go away on missions, how you both needed something better than your imaginations while you were apart.
keigo wiggles his hips, pushing close to you impatiently. you roll your eyes, making a show of leaning forward and taking him in inch by inch, until you’re gagging at his base.
“jesus, fuck—!” his back lurches off the bed and he laughs awkwardly at how quickly he’s reacting, but it dissolves into a groan almost immediately.
his fingers lightly ghost the sides of your face as he looks at you adoringly, “you’re beautiful when you’re sucking me off like this.”
you hum appreciatively, the vibrations resonating through his entire lower body and pulling a gasp from his throat. he wants to say more, but he doesn’t want to have to hear his own voice every second when he’s jerking off in the future.
just the thought of jerking off in the future makes a fantasy play like a video behind his eyes — you, fingering yourself to his moans and gasps of pleasure. how would your nimble fingers toy with your clit in place of his own? would you cry out his name as you cum, tears streaking down your face from the intensity of the stimulation? at the same moment, would he be thousands of miles away doing the exact same thing?
“s-shit, baby,” keigo stutters out a curse, his thighs trembling beneath your fingers, nails pressing into his skin to keep steady. “i’m gonna cum soon.”
his words spur you on, and you take him deeper, increasing your pace. the squelching sound of his cock stroking into your throat grows louder, filling the air. that video is about to become the most valuable file on his phone.
the desperation hangs off every word of his, sending a bolt of pleasure right between your legs. there’s a delicious tension in the air between you, and he’s raring to relieve it, hurtling closer to his orgasm by the millisecond.
one of the biggest pro heroes in japan has been reduced to a shaking mess by your touch; keigo’s wings flap violently, kicking up stray vermillion feathers and messing up the blankets. his voice breaks as you pull your head back, then take him deep into your throat. “i-i’m gonna cum— dove, swallow it all,” with two fingers, you tightly squeeze his base and pull off his cock with a pop.
“what are you—? why did you do that?” this denial is so frustrating that he feels a pathetic lump in his throat and tears pricking the corners of his eyes. he was so close to his euphoric high, only for you to rip it away.
“not yet,” is your calm answer as your free hand pushes his jolting hips down. “soon enough, keigo. let’s have some fun before you cum.”
his wings are trembling, quivering from the force in which his almost orgasm was ripped from his grasp. usually, he’d be annoyed, but this is so devastating and he can’t place why. he tries to nudge your head so you’ll suck him off to completion.
“i’m in control now,” you say into his skin, peppering featherlight kisses along his shaking thighs. you look back at the still recording phone on the dresser, and your lips split into a grin. “kei, it’ll be alright. just a few more times and you’ll be cumming in my mouth.”
he can’t help but feel like there’s dishonesty behind those singsongy words, and nods trustingly. “make me cum for real this time, baby.”
#kurooh#mha smut#bnha smut#bnha x reader#mha x reader#izuku smut#izuku x reader#deku smut#deku x reader#shinsou smut#shinsou x reader#hawks smut#hawks x reader#denki smut#denki x reader#sero smut#sero x reader#bnha x you#mha x you#mha fanfiction#my hero academia smut
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stay in your place (suguru x reader 18+)*
context: some of my headcannons about brat tamer suguru and some of the things he’d do to put you in your place <3
warnings: bondage, sex toys, public sexual acts, somno, begging, bdsm
brat tamer!suguru who ties you up to the bed with a vibrator strapped to stay on your clit and leaves you there for a while to put you in your place
brat tamer!suguru who fingers you under the table at a friend get together when you get a little too flirty with someone else there to remind you who you belong to
brat tamer!suguru who will wake you up pounding your already warm and wet cunt just because he can take it whenever he needs
brat tamer!suguru who loves to put a wireless remote controlled vibrator in your underwear in public to edge you until you have to quietly beg him to let you cum in front of all these people
brat tamer!suguru who will tie you up with a spreader bar strapped to your ankles and hooked onto your shared canopy bed while he plays his video games, try not to make a noise from the fuck machine relentlessly pounding your dripping pussy as it leaves a puddle of your sweet juices
brat tamer!suguru that will force an orgasm from you in public just to prove that he owns your cunt
brat tamer!suguru who still is a cult leader and threatens to fuck you in front of all of his followers if you cum without his permission
#paintingchoso © 2024#jjk smut#jjk#geto smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#getou suguru smut#suguru geto smut#suguru smut#geto suguru x reader#geto suguru#geto suguru smut#geto headcanons#suguru headcanons
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Taking Care of a Tired Sukuna
Sukuna has had a long day.
Well, night.
Morning.
Fuck.
Working construction had been twisting up his sleeping schedule. At this point, Sukuna was starting to feel it in his body; in the strain in his muscle, and the aches and pains that randomly gripped him.
They had him working on a new project that could only be done at night, while the public was off the main roads, and that meant his new work hours were starting from sometime in the middle of the evening and ending in the morning or the mid-afternoon. Being nocturnal wouldn't be so bad if his commute home wasn't during rush hour. The traffic was always worse when he just wanted to crawl onto his couch and fall asleep there. And when he does come home at the end of the day - he's aching, exhausted, and every bone in his body is vibrating with the noise from a jackhammer or the hum of a forklift.
Sukuna has always liked something that keeps him busy, interested, something that tests his strengths. So, he can't say that he hates the job, but he does wish that it wouldn't occupy so much of his time. He's wont to forget things when he's so wrapped up in a new task.
Like today, for example, when he finally swings his truck around the front of his apartment building, barely making it off the freeway without murdering someone, and he spots your car parked there in his spot.
He starts a bit, his sleep deprived brain suddenly spinning as memory serves him.
That's right. You were supposed to come over today after he got off of work and spend the night- and he didn't plan a damn thing. There's no flowers in the backseat, he didn't stop to grab lunch for the two of you, he doesn't even have anything in his fridge for dinner tonight, besides a few forgotten beers tucked away in the side door.
As Sukuna searches for a parking spot much further down the street, he knows he should be disappointed with himself, but he can't help the touch of excitement that's suddenly dissolving the exhaustion from his muscles. Sometimes, Sukuna resents the fact that you manage to reduce him to this. He hates that he can't control that his heart skips a beat at the thought of seeing you again, like he's in some sappy romance novel.
But it was the hold you had on him, and he was starting to accept it.
~
You got to Sukuna's apartment about two hours before he was scheduled to be home. It was a day off for you, and you woke up with butterflies fluttering around in your chest.
You were giddy to see him. You always were. And not a single butterfly has died in your heart-space for him since the moment you met Sukuna, around two years ago. He has tended to each of them since then with his gentle but stubborn touch, although, he would never admit it.
You adored him for that.
It's still early in the morning when you use the key he had made for you to unlock his front door. Immediately upon stepping in, you're hit with how dark his studio is. The sun had risen over the horizon hours ago, and yet, the only hint of its light came from a small gap in Sukuna's blackout curtains. When you pull them back, you turn around and wince at the room behind you.
Yep, he's working too hard.
There's construction tools all over the house; sitting on the counter, in the sink, on his bed-stand, there's even a huge oil covered machine beside the front door that you nearly trip on in your trek over to the curtain. His coveralls and work clothes are strewn across the living room like he's been too exhausted to even make it to his bed at the end of his days, which is not very far from the couch. Meanwhile, his bedroom and the kitchen look nearly immaculate, telling you he hasn't cooked in days and confirming your suspicions about his sleeping arrangements. You wander over to his fridge and pop it open, sighing hopelessly when you're greeted with nothing inside.
Good thing he has you.
~
By the time he makes it home, it's around one in the afternoon. You've got his laundry hanging on the clothesline outside, more in the washing machine, and all of his tools and odds and ends have been sorted and dusted clean. You've opened every window he has, and cool, fresh air sweeps away the oppressed darkness his apartment held before. Everything was back in equilibrium.
When his keys jingle outside the door, you're just finishing up the last of folding his laundry. Sukuna steps inside, and your heart aches at how drained he looks despite the way his eyes widen as he peers around the room in surprise. His clothes are covered in dust from the construction site, and there's a smear of dirt on his cheek that makes him look like a chimney sweep. There's a tool in his hand that looks rather heavy, straining the muscles in his arm, but he seems to have momentarily forgotten to put it down. Half moon circles are embedded under his eyes, but they only bring out the intensity of his gaze.
"Hi 'Kuna?" You chime, calling his attention to rest on you.
He blinks, taking a moment to process the situation. You don't recognize the glimmer in his eyes then, and part of you starts to sweat at the thought of him taking this all wrong. Sukuna had never been particularly picky with you, but vice versa, you had never done something like this for him before. He never gave you the opportunity, after all. Out of the two of you, Sukuna was usually the one who was always effortlessly put together.
"You... cleaned..." He notes.
You swallow, "I did but I didn't move things around though. Just tried to put things back. Your laundry is right outside and I got you some groceries-" Sukuna drops the tool in his hand without warning, and you start talking faster, your voice raising a pitch as he starts towards you. "Okay, thinking back, I guess I should have asked. Maybe texted- no, you hate texting. Maybe called-"
“Did you clean the paint specks off of my air compressor?” He was standing in front of the machine beside the front door, which you painstakingly made sure not to ruin in your cleansing, despite having no idea what it was.
When he looks at you for an answer, continuing to close the distance between the two of you. You swallow the rock in your throat. “Too much?”
He’s made his way across the room and his surprised expression finally settles into a familiar hungry grin. He grabs you by the hem of your jeans, yanking you roughly towards him. You catch yourself on his chest, making a small noise of surprise. When you look up to scold him, Sukuna is an inch away from your face, his lips almost brushing yours, save for half a centimeter of space between them. He smells like sawdust and menthol, you can taste it in the close proximity as he greedily takes your breath away.
“Off. Now.” He growls, but his fingers are already undoing the button clasped in the front of your pants. “I’m about to fuckin’ eat you, sweet thing.”
~
You end up skipping lunch, but you're well satisfied a few hours later. A certain hunger: satiated. Sukuna is resting peacefully beside you. You can hear his even breathing against the sound of the cicadas outside, screaming in through the windows. Seeing him so content, sets your heart at ease and you release a sigh of relief.
Now, to end the night, it was time to slip out of bed without him noticing to finish folding his laundry.
Or so you thought.
As you carefully peel back the blankets and try to sneak off the side of the mattress, a warm pair of fingers loop themselves around your panty line, effectively preventing you from going anywhere. Guiltily, you peek over your shoulder to see Sukuna glaring at you with half of his face still smushed into his pillow, genuinely disgruntled with the fact that you were trying to leave his bed. You can't help but chuckle.
"I'm just gonna go grab your laundry." You reassure him, brushing a tousled tuft of his hair out of his eyes. The knot between his brows deepens.
"Let me do that later. C'mere. " He tugs on your panty line, confident that you'll be submissive for him.
The sun outside was casting tall shadows on the walls of his bedroom and the glow was now deep and rich, telling you that it was preparing to set. You didn't want Sukuna's laundry on the balcony all night, which is what you were sure would happen if you didn't go and grab it now.
You hear a thread rip in your panty line interrupting your contemplation and, quickly, you grab his wrist, squeezing it as a signal for him to let go.
He continues to hold fast, his brow cocking in a silent dare.
"'Kuna, come on." You try, "Lemme take care of you-"
"You've been doing nothing but take care of me all day." He scoffs, like the idea of it is absurd to him. Rarely does Sukuna allow you the opportunity to show him as much care and adoration as you have today. Being doted on was not typically something he enjoyed. You knew that, and that's how you also knew that he was exhausted to his bones that day. "Get your ass back here."
There's a tug again, and another thread snaps somewhere. You pout at him, already having the foresight that this pair of panties wasn't going to last you long either. Your partner had the tendency to rip them off of you, and this wouldn't be the first pair to become a shred of what they once were. To be fair, he was also known for giving you his credit card and telling you to go buy "some things for him to see you in", so it would be at no cost to you. But, you happened to like this pair.
Sukuna watches you consider your options silently, unrelenting in his hold on your lace. When you peek up at his gaze, testing one more time, you know you've already lost.
"Don't make me chase after you." He warns, the promise of your inevitable surrender is evident in the predatory glint of his eyes. If Sukuna had a tail at that moment, it would be swaying back and forth, preparing for a pounce. "It's been a while since the last time I had you tied up. I do miss those sweet little bruises we left on your wrists."
You feel the hair on the back of your neck stand at attention upon his recollection. The last time Sukuna had you in ropes, you had to call off of work the next day. Your backside stings with the memory, but half of you can't help but ache for it too. Tied up in Sukuna's bed while he was forced to care for the boneless pile that was his girlfriend, drunk off of his lovemaking? That wasn't the worst place to be.
But, on the other hand, you could tell how exhausted he was with the new construction project at his job. You have a flashback of showering with him at the end of the night and scrubbing sawdust out of his hair. Having to gently prod and kiss him awake as he fell asleep standing up in front of you. You were adamant that you weren't going to do anything to tire him further tonight.
Before you can properly give in, Sukuna must have decided that you were taking much too long to obey him.
His other hand reaches over and winds around your lower waist, pulling you backwards into the soft cushion of the pillows and easily flipping the two of you so that he’s mounted above you. In your surprised stupor, he collects both of your wrists in one of his hands and pins them above your head.
"You've forgotten how to follow directions again, kitten." His murmur is like velvet against your ear. His teeth graze over his favorite spot on the nape of your neck, where he’s already tortured it with his teeth and hickies. You didn’t realize how raw the skin was until he bites you there, drawing a whimper from your throat.
"Let's remind you."
#jjk#sukuna#sukuna x reader#sukuna x you#jjk x you#jujutsu kaisen#fluff#just love the idea of Sukuna coming home filthy#I'd eat it up personally#also good god i want to see this man in a pair of coveralls#my writing
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Ateez members that would praise or degrade you
☆genre: smut (ot8xreader)
☆word count: 1k+
☆warnings: degrading and praise (obvi), dirty talk, oral (m receiving), just a teeny little bit of biting, exhibition (through the phone), slight bondage, orgasm denial, use of sex toys, aggressive, “fucked to mush”, hair pulling, fingering, titties get sucked a bit. (Let me know if I missed any)
☆MDNI 18+ only! If these kinds of thing make you uncomfy just leave plz. Otherwise, enjoy you horny ppl :3
Praising:
Seonghwa
Seonghwa sat in his chair as you’re sucking his dick, kneeling under his desk. He caresses your hair, looking down at you, his attention—that was once on the Legos he was building, now watching the way you slowly take his length in your mouth. You look up at him with wide eyes, taking him deeper down your throat. You pull off panting loudly and stroke him faster to catch your breath. You kiss his tip before taking him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down. His brows furrowed as soft moans escaped his lips. He instinctively bucks his hips as he locks eyes with you.
“That’s a good girl, there you go. You’re taking my dick so well, fuck you make me feel so good, sweetheart. Keep going.”
Yeosang
Yeosang hovers over you, his arms flexing as he supports his weight on his elbows. He fucks you with slow and deep thrusts, leaning down to kiss you softly yet passionately. With every hard thrust, the bed rocks, and hits the wall. He kisses down to your neck, sucking and biting ever so gently just to soothe the slight pain with his tongue. You whimper softly at the feeling of his mouth, and you moan his name as he gives another deep thrust. Your hands entangle in his hair as you hold him impossibly closer, wrapping your arms around his toned body. He nibbled at your earlobe before softly whispering with his gentle yet deep voice.
“You make such pretty noises, baby, keep moaning for me I want to hear you. I love fucking you so much, you’re perfect.”
Jongho
You were on FaceTime with Jongho, missing the man who was halfway across the world due to his tour. You propped your phone against a pile of pillows, legs spread wide, fingering yourself while Jongho watched through the screen. You look away, feeling slightly embarrassed being the only one naked as Jongho watched fully clothed. Even though he wasn’t there in real life, you can still feel the way he stared at you intently, which made you dripping wet even more. Jongho groans as he hears the noises of your fingers moving in and out of your wet pussy. He started to palm himself through his pants, breath growing more labored the more he watched you, wishing he could jump through the screen this very moment.
"Fuck, you look so beautiful, baby. Look at you, you’re doing such a good job fucking you’re pretty pussy. God, I wish I was the one making you feel that good.”
Degrading
Hongjoong
You were on your knees, a vibrator stuffed in your pussy and your hands were tied behind your back. You sat there trembling, begging desperately for release that Hongjoong had been denying you for what seemed like forever. He watched with amusement, sitting in front of you at the edge of his bed. His arms and legs crossed, as he gripped the controller to the toy. He could tell you were close to release again by the way your hips started rocking and your moans became more high-pitched. He smiles wide, waiting for you to get on the very edge, and right before you cum he turned the toy off with the controller. You whine desperately, on the verge of tears, body squirming as you look up at him with pleading eyes. He smirked down at you, laughing at your desperation.
"Aw, look at you, you look so pathetic, begging for me to let you cum. I bet you were really close this time, weren’t you? Well, that’s too bad, now take that toy, naughty girls like you don’t deserve my dick.”
Mingi
Mingi pinned your legs against your chest, drilling his dick in you as you lay there and took it. You moan his name loudly, eyes rolling in the back of your head. He grunts as he feels the way your pussy clenched down on his length. His thrusts were so hard and fast your brain turned to mush, the only thing you can think of was Mingi and his big dick. He throws his head back, moaning out loud, his grip on your thighs so harsh you were sure there would be bruises the next morning. He twitched inside you at the way you looked so fucked, mouth agape with a bit of drool rolling down your chin. Your hair was a mess as black streaks ran down your face, tears ruining your pretty mascara and eyeliner you had on earlier.
“Fuck, take my dick you slut, you love it, don’t you? I know you do, you’re clenching down on me so hard as if you’re afraid I’ll pull out, fucking cock slut.”
Wooyoung
Wooyoung had you bent over the kitchen counter, you reached behind, grabbing his hips, wanting to feel him deeper. He was in the middle of cooking dinner, but you decided to come in and tease him, wearing an apron and nothing else. When he saw you, his jaw practically dropped, as you would sway your hips teasingly, bending over and exposing yourself to “pick something up.” He snapped, and now here he was thrusting his now-hard dick into you, giving you what you came in the kitchen for. He gripped your hip with one hand and ran his fingers in your hair with the other, tugging at the strands, making you moan louder. He pulled your head back and leaned in while thrusting deep into your aching pussy, whispering in your ear.
“You really want my attention that bad? We already fucked this morning, but you’re such a fucking whore you need to come in here practically naked so I can give you my dick again. Such a needy little bitch.”
Praising and degrading
(My personal fav)
Yunho
You guys were in the middle of a movie night, but you grew too needy when you watched the way Yunho’s hand ran up and down your thigh. Now you were lying back on the couch, legs spread open in front of Yunho as he hovered over to you. His fingers slowly moving in and out of your dripping cunt while simultaneously pressing down on your clit with his thumb. His fingers were so long they filled you up just nicely. You reached over to grab his arm for support as you moan his name softly. He had to pin your thigh down to prevent your trembling legs from closing shut on him.
"Aw, baby, you’re so pretty like this, taking my fingers like the good slut you are. You’re so needy we can’t even watch a movie without you getting horny. That’s okay though, take my fingers, baby.”
San
San moaned loudly, resting his head against the headboard as you bounced on his length at a fast speed, riding him. He gripped your hips, guiding you up and down, his biceps flexing with every movement and a slight sheen of sweat forming on his skin. You held onto his broad shoulders, throwing your head back and moaning loudly. San bites his lip as he watches the way your tits bounce in his face. His hands ran up your body to grasp your breasts, leaning forward to take one in his mouth. You gasp and hold his head against you, loving the feeling of his tongue massaging your nipple. He moans against your skin when you clench around him, getting closer to your high.
“There you go, baby, you ride me so well. Cum on my dick like the pretty cockslut you are. Fuck, you deserve it, this slutty pussy deserves to cum.
Thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed :p Let me know if I should write more stuff like this. Feel free to give recs on what you want to see next.
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Mornings With Logan
Fem Reader, cunnilingus, face humping, fluff, Logan being an amazing husband 🩷
18+ Only Minors DNI
The sun peaking through the curtains woke Logan up. He groaned as he turned onto his side facing you. Gently tucking some hair behind your ear, watching you sleep peacefully. These were his favourite type of mornings where it was just you and him, and nothing else mattered in the world. Logan presses soft kisses to your forehead, your cheeks, and then your nose before tracing his lips down your neck.
Logan turns you so you're lying on your back, careful not to wake you up. He pushes up the shirt of his that you're wearing, smiling at the fact you're not wearing underwear. Spreading your legs, Logan places kisses on your inner thigh.
Logan gives one last lick before lifting his head, his beard now soaked in your juices, looking into your eyes with a smirk. "Mornin baby. Did ya sleep well?"
We all know Logan is a God at cunnilingus. He would start off slowly, careful not to wake you, but it would only take a couple of minutes for his self-control to completely go out the window, especially after you start making little noises in your sleep. Logan would grab your hips as you would grind your hips, practically humping his face in your sleep. Logan growled into you as you grabbed his hair, the vibrations causing your back to arch slightly. His beard felt incredible, scratching you as his tongue and fingers worked their magic. Your legs start to shake as your orgasm approaches. Logan lifts one of your legs over his shoulder, the new angle allowing his tongue to go deeper inside you. Your back arches further this time as your eyes shoot open. Logan keeps going through your orgasm lapping up all of your sweet juices while you're struggling to catch your breath.
"Good morning to you too Logan. That was fucking amazing." You speak breathlessly
Logan moves forward so he's hovering over you, capturing your lips in a kiss. "Well darlin, I'm only just getting started."
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