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sanguineterrain · 3 months ago

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(AFAB reader, more subby, comes fast, eager Jason at the people's request 🤲)

IF you praise Jason while he's inside of you, he will come first.

Jason thinks that this is a design flaw. You... disagree.

You discover it by accident the second time you have sex. The first time is negligible—Jason was nervous about being intimate with you and doing a good job, and he was a big ol' virgin, so obviously when you stroked his face and told him what a good, sweet boy he is, he blew his load. Obviously.

The next time has him seeking you out after patrol. He's freshly showered and maybe a little worn out, but he misses you. Moreover, Jason is prepared to fuck you. Show you that he can take charge and not rut on you like a dog. Jason's one of the most disciplined people ever. Certainly the most disciplined that you've known. You're telling him that you sink onto his cock and all of a sudden, that control swandives out the window? Impossible.

No, Jason knows better this time. He's going to be gentle, obviously, but he's focused on your pleasure. He finds you in bed already but not asleep because you can't sleep until he's home, not completely.

He prowls the bed, trying to hone his instincts. Having sex with you is just like any task he has assigned. Everything narrows to this moment. All of Jason's attention is on making you come first.

You greet him softly. This is where Jason is tricked. Jason forgets what a soft voice belies. You don't even realize you're doing it. You tell him you missed him and kiss him hotly, kiss down his neck, rake your hands through his hair. You tell him what a good man he is, keeping Gotham safe, protecting you and everyone in it, and Jason is hard.

Damn. Jason had meant to keep this on his terms. Get hard from your pleasure. But you catch him off guard like this, warm and soft and free with your praise. All you have to do is spread your arms and welcome Jason in and his fat cock is pushing against the waistband of his boxers.

He shudders as you scratch the nape of his neck, nip his ear. But then Jason clears his head, fights through the thick honey of your presence. No, he has a mission. He intends to complete it.

Jason throws himself into your body instead. He knows his size is all-encompassing. You're swallowed up in his arms, caged in between his shoulders. Yes, good. Jason wants you to feel overwhelmed in the best way, the way he feels when he's with you.

You say faster, so Jason goes faster. You say slow down, so Jason slows down. You say rub my clit, so Jason rubs your clit. You pull him closer with your ankles digging into his back, so Jason steadies himself and fucks you deeper.

And then Jason forgets the lesson. Forgets what makes you so persuasive.

And when you gasp in his ear, "you're fucking me so good, angel," Jason feels his gut tighten dangerously.

"Wh-what?" he asks, hips stuttering.

You grin, eyebrows contorting in pleasure. You grab his face with both hands. Jason's brain is sending him warning signals.

"Ease up," you tell him gently, so Jason eases up. Your grin grows.

"You're such a good listener," you say. "That's why you fuck me so good, Jason."

Gut tightening. Jason wrangles his urge to empty his balls in your pussy. No, he's being good! He's a good boy, not a good dog. Good dogs can't do anything but whimper and come and come.

You scoot closer, forcing him deeper into you. Jason shudders. You wrap your arms around his neck, bring his face close to yours. Jason braces himself with his hands on either side of you.

"Yeah, you're so good." You pet his hair. "You were made to be inside of me, honey bunches."

Briefly, Jason thinks about if the roles were reversed, if it was you inside of him. He thinks you'd probably be able to hold off better than he can. This is actually fucking impossible. You're so wet, pussy a hundred fucking degrees. And when you make him slow down, Jason feels the drag of his dick against your walls, and everything in his brain turns to static.

"If you wanna come, you can come," you say sweetly. Danger, danger! You look up at him, having the gall to look innocent. There's no way you don't know what the hell you're doing.

"Wanna make you come first," Jason says, voice stronger than he feels.

You hum sympathetically. "But you're so sensitive, baby. Can feel you shaking."

Jason shakes his head, locks in. No, he's going to make you come first. He starts to fuck you in earnest, his thrusts hard enough to make you squelch against his cock.

And then you go in for the kill.

"You're so pretty," you say. Jason's eyes flutter. Your gaze turns predatory.

"Yeah, pretty and good and strong. You're my big, strong guy, aren't you? You thought about this all day, I bet. Thought about how you'd make me feel good. You don't have to think about it anymore, sweetpea. All you need to do is get hard and come inside of me."

Jason shakes his head again. No, no, he's not going to give in. He can hold it. He can be good.

"Good boy," comes your sweet voice. "Good Jason. You fuck me the best. No other guy could do it for me like you can. You'd tear open anybody who tried, wouldn't you?"

Jason nods eagerly even though his balls feel tight. Yes! Yes, he would! If you told Jason to bite, he'd only ask how hard. He'll drown his muzzle in blood for you.

"Uh-huh," you say knowingly. "I love you, Jason. I love you so much. I'm yours. And you're mine."

That does it. The last of Jason's control shoots into your cunt in hot spurts. Jason tears up out of frustration and pleasure. His mouth is open in a silent shout.

You grin and keep to yourself how easy it'll be to get knocked up off of your boyfriend's fat cock. A few sweet words and he's coming. That's when you start to believe that this is a habit, not an outlier, for your virginal boyfriend.

"Fuck," Jason says, lashes thick with tears. "Fuck, fuck. I was s'posed ta hold it."

You coo, wipe his tears with your thumbs. "It's okay, baby. I don't mind. We can practice."

Yes, you'll practice, alright. Practice how many times you can make Jason come inside of you. And if Jason's truly bent out of shape about not making you come, well, you have no issue with training him how to eat you out.

(The first time Jason makes you orgasm before himself, he gets so excited he comes.)

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possiblyreallyme · 15 days ago

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Kinktober day 22: taking turns with Rosinante and Doflamingo

warning: threesome (NO INCEST it's only doffy and rosi on YOU not each other you sickos), slight pain, gentle rosi + sadist doffy, creampies, pretend like Rosi can talk freely y'all it was too hard not to write it like that, not proofread, sorry it's a day late y'all🥲 note: i'll do day 23 and 24 tomorrow😭 NOBODY TOLD ME KINKTOBER WAS SO HARD TO KEEP UP WITH

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Doflamingo watched with an eagle-eyed interest, a sadism only fit for the likes of a warlord tugging at his wide smile, gaze flickering over every inch of your flawless skin, sat bare on his bed in all your glory. Rosinante could only pretend to be that smooth, instead flushed a bright pink while he stared at you in complete and utter awe, eyes slightly wide with his hand clutching his coat over his franticly hammering heart.

"Isn't she so pretty, brother?" Doflamingo asked lowly, leaning forward to watch how your chest rose and fell, already beginning to picture how your pretty tits would look with clamps around your nipples and covered in hickeys and bites.

Rosinante couldn't respond with any vocal impute at the moment without breaking his calm facade, unable to do much more than give a small nod and continue to gawk. He was simply entranced, and not in the same way that his older brother was. Rosi saw the beauty in your body and that sweetness in your eyes, a beautiful soul trapped inside the walls of the mansion he was too, tied up in his brother's desires and held against your will.

The brothers took a moment to admire you, but Doflamingo was getting impatient, taking a single stride forward to stand at the front of his bed, glancing at you from under those purple-tinted shades. "C'mere, pretty," He cooed, reaching out a hand to hook his finger under your chin, pulling you towards him like a dog on a short leash.

Rosinante watched helplessly as Doffy gave you a kiss, heart beginning to flutter when he saw how your eyes closed, enjoying the affection in a way he wished to give you himself. But his expression stayed mostly neutral, only giving a brief flicker when the gentle kiss turned into his brother pushing his long tongue down your poor throat, making you squirm and drool as you helplessly tried to take it.

Cold hands met yours before you could even process the presence beside Doffy, gentle despite how they made you shiver when they wrapped all the way around your wrist, a size difference that had you clenching around nothing. "Hmm," Doflamingo seemed to approve of his younger brother's advances, if his satisfied hum was anything to go by.

Those cold palms traveled higher up your arms, until they curled around your shoulders and began their descent lower, when Doflamingo finally decided to give your aching lips a break and feathered kisses down your neck. You watched how Rosi moved, unexperienced and unsure, and yet you almost wondered if he'd done this before when he stopped at your waist, hoisting you up with an ease that made you squeak as he moved to sit on the bed and plop you in his lap.

"Aww, don't be scared. Corazon here wouldn't lay an ill-intended finger on you, my dear," Doflamingo purred playfully, before his lips curled meanly at the edges and he chuckled. "-Though I might," He added, voice lower than ever as he watched Rosinante shoot him a quick look when the threat made you shrink back into his chest.

Doflamingo chuckled at Rosinante's protectiveness, sliding a palm down your front to spread your glistening folds, cooing with you when you whined and the cobwebby strings of slick decorated your cunt so prettily. His hand was so much warmer than Rosinante's, well-experienced fingers beginning to toy with your clit and watch your face contort in pleasure, writhing in his brother's lap until the younger man shot him a pleading look, cock most definitely aching under your squirms.

"Alright, alright," Doffy murmured, taking his hand off so you'd stop and pant, though your moment of serenity was rudely interrupted when his hands laced under your thighs, effortlessly lifting you just enough for Rosinante to slied off his slacks. He remained stoic as ever while Doflamingo held you, guiding his cockhead to brush through your folds and collect your slick, hushing you gently as he gave your thigh a pat and watched how his leaky cock dripped with your pussy's drool.

"Hmm... you're doing good, sweetheart, just breath," Rosinante reminded gently when you whimpered, gently beginning to pull you down on his cock while Doflamingo guided the movements, enjoying the way you clung to the two of them when Rosi's stretch just about split you in two.

"I-..." Oh, you were tight. So much softer and wetter and hotter than he had imagined, making Rosinante's cheeks go red and his eyes widen, looking up at his brother in slight panic when you finally sat fully in his lap and took him to the hilt. "Fuck- Doffy, she's- I-I don't know how long I'll last," He could barely get a word out, hands trembling on your thighs while he held you close, twitching inside your heat.

Doflamingo raised a brow, slightly taken aback at the news, glancing down to see how his brother fucking melted you. Brows furrowed and lips parted in a little 'o', nose scrunched and squirming on Rosinante's cock, looking as darling as they come when you let your head lull back to rest on Rosi's chest.

"Hmm," Doflamingo hummed, a smirk etched onto his thin lips as he watched the two of you struggle, almost amused at how quickly your tiny pussy could bring someone like his own brother to tremble and break his cool composure. "Well, good thing. Because I want to feel her tight little cunt too before you ruin it." Squishing your cheeks together to make you pout your lips, Doflamingo pulled you forward to look him in the eyes, chuckling at the look dazed look on your face.

"Yeah, you just sit on his cock and look pretty, little one. Tell me, Cora, can you feel her clenching on you?" The grinning man asked, focusing his attention over your shoulder to see how his brother was doing.

"Can I feel her clenching on me?" Rosinante repeated back, voice breathy and husky behind you, enough to send a shiver up your spine and make him groan when you fluttered even tighter. "Shit, Doffy, I swear I can feel 'er fucking womb or something. I can feel her damn heartbeat."

"Is she now?" Doflamingo humored him, though his eyes never trailed back to yours, only down to try and catch a glimpse of how you pussy took Rosinante's girth. "Here, let met me see," His warm hands slid under your thighs, spreading you to the point it burned, hooking your knees over his brother's legs to keep you exposed. He let out a low whistle of approval when he saw how you entrance streeeetched to accommodate to his cock, drooling all down his balls and soiling the sheets below.

"See? Sh-Shit, 'm sorry, sweetheart," Rosinante grunted, beginning to rock his hips back and forth from behind, his large hands sliding up your thighs and hooking his fingers around your hips to hold you steady while he worked away.

"Eager, are we?" Doflamingo teased, though the way his cock spurted a bit of precum into his tights almost made him falter, balls painfully heavy with the cum he ached to watch seep out of you. "Fuck, you better hurry up, I still want a go at her."

"Wait your turn," Rosinante murmured back impatiently, fucking himself into you like a toy you never thought he knew how to use, able to push at your sweet-spot so flawlessly despite how he argued with his brother like a child. And fuck, it had you cumming in seconds flat. The way the brothers talked about you like you weren't even their made you writhe, making a sudden loud noise of ecstasy that caught both of their attention.

"Oh- she's cumming," Rosinante groaned, leaning down to bury his face in your shoulder as his hips bucked and jackhammered your poor cunt, tipped over the edge and pumping rope after rope of seed as deep as it could go. "Fuck- fuck, fuck, swee-eetheart, cummin' so pretty, yer tight, sugar," He moaned lowly, his voice so pretty and deep it rumbled his chest against your back, syncing your cries with his when each spasm made the both of you twitch.

Doflamingo watched in awe at the display, blinking owlishly when white drips began to leak from your cunt and plot on his duvet, most definitely staining the lovely downy. "Damn, she's fucked you dry already? My turn now," He decided, face breaking out into a wide grin as he pulled you from his brother's lap, making the two of you whine loudly in protest.

You weren't even breathing right yet as the man laid you out on the bed, and Rosinante was still deep in the aftereffects of such a lovely orgasm. Doffy was never one to show compassion though, as he mercilessly pulled his cock from his ruined tights and pushing himself from tip to base in the blink of an eye.

The scream that ripped from your throat made Rosinante shoot up in panic, eyes wide and as disheveled as can be, but ready to brawl none the less. Confusion took over briefly when he saw you push weakly at his brother's chest, before the realization set in and he quickly made his way towards you, gently pushing your hair away from you face in such a stark contrast from how Doflamingo abused your poor pussy.

"Shh, sweet girl, it's okay," He reassured you, before he shot Doffy a look from the corner of his eye, as if to make sure that the man was still in his right mind and not about to fuck you to your death.

"Ahhh, fuck, Cora, you were right. She's got the tightest little cunt I've ever felt!" Doflamingo moaned, head tilted back to stare at the ceiling in awe, before he let out a laugh and looked down at you with that wide grin. "Pretty girl, you never told me you got a pussy for the books! Shame on you, I ought to punish you later," He mocked, as if the look of discomfort on your face was the funniest thing he's ever seen.

"Doffy, cut it out," Rosinante scolded, interlacing his fingers with yours while you stayed flat on your back, writhing below Lord Doflamingo himself. "She's not some fuck toy, you know," He reminded.

"Yeah, but fuckin' look," Doflamingo deflected easily with a grin, spreading your folds with two skillful fingers, allowing his brother to watch how your puffy little clit visibly twitched.

"Oh?" Now that seemed to distract the gentler brother, raising his brow to watch his cum seep out around his brother base and make you flutter, clit spasming while they meanly ignored it. "Doffy... just, my slow," He murmured, as if remembering what he was there for when you pleadingly squeezed his hand.

"Yeah, yeah, Cora." His words held no heart as Doflamingo began to thrust, and the difference between how the brothers' cocks stretched you was immediately apparent. Rosinante's was all around too large, pushing at your G-spot with every one of his drags, but Doflamingo's cock was painfully long, to the point each knock against your cervix made you ache with something a little more than desire.

He wasn't as easily pussy drunk as his little brother, either. But he certainly wasn't invulnerable to becoming slightly crazed, if the way he began to laugh between his huffs and groans was anything to tell. "Fuck, your cunt's so tight, might just have to tie you up here in my room and keep ya. You want that, little girl? Want me to lock you up here and keep you sitting on my cock? Don't worry, Cora will use you too~"

The brother in question could do nothing but watch as his brother took you so mercilessly, murmuring sweet comforts to you ever so often when you'd start to squirm a little too much, "Calm down, pretty. I'm right here. I'll take care of you once it's my turn again."

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