#nsft writing blog

[dangandisiacs]

masochistic, submissive nagito × reader

cw: degradation, bondage, sadomasochism, cursing. afab reader - no pronouns used.

a/n: this is a request from a friend! i hope you like it. :)

- mod phenomena

Nights out with your partner are supposed to be fun! Right? Supposedly.

You crossed your legs tight, staring back at the bartender who had been (overly,) friendly when running her mouth to your partner — Nagito. She placed her hand over his and provocatively leaned as far as she could over the bar. (without falling right over it. the only thing keeping her up was the way she kept tugging down her top.) It was killing you how the corners of his mouth would turn each time she complimented him. (with soft laughs, he seemed to find this more friendly than you were.)

You squeezed his hand that was residing on your thigh, feeling how sweaty his palm was when pressed against your exposed skin. It wasn't anything new for Nagito to tremble whenever he touched you. Let alone with you wanted him to. (what an obnoxious woman this was.) Her eyes wouldn't acknowledge your presence.

You let out a loud breath, finally catching the bartender's attention. You pushed your bar stool back, catching Nagito's attention as well when standing up. "Huh?-Are you going somewhere?" He questioned, lost by your sudden movements.

"So.." You smoothly straightened yourself up, pulling an arm around the back of his neck and pressing your ass right onto his lap. You tried to dismiss the quiver in his voice when you did so. Completely dismissing how he'd nervously grasp onto your hip. (while trying to keep his composure.) The sweet way you rubbed yourself against his crotch when leaning over the bar was cruel! “What do you do?" You questioned the girl, purposely interrupting the conversation.

"Uhmn," She scoffed, seemingly bothered by your affection towards Nagito. She cursed something beneath her breath and leaned away. "Other than tending bars, I've got lots of free time." She smiled, drawing her eyes back to your partner. You'd watch his quivering mouth open to speak, but you were quick to intervene.

“Really?" You pretended to be interested, glancing down to take the hand on your thigh, carefully intertwining your fingers. "That's so interesting. You know, I have lots of free time myself." You said, placing your intertwined fingers on the top of your thigh.

The sweat of Nagito's palms would definitely taint your leg. The little noises from him were faint for you to hear. (and how much you had begun to stir him below the waist.) You orchestrated seemingly innocent movements of your hips, taking a moment to turn towards him. A red tinge had blotched his pale complexion, with shallow breaths when you looked at him. "We have lots of free time.." You smiled deviously.

The pressure of your cruel movements against his now tight pants were killing him. You were getting him all worked up in a public bar! How shameful. It was difficult to keep back embarrassing breaths each time you spoke. "Hmnm.." You hummed, leaning in just before his mouth. "Maybe too much time." You teased, leaving a quick kiss on his mouth. It was nothing but playful affection, but it was driving his libido up the wall. Not to mention the throbbing dick prodding against your ass.

What torture you bring! The back of his mind begged to fuck you in bar bathroom. But, he knew how much of a baby he would've been if you had brought that up. "Right." The girl's voice before you faded as the thumping of heels on the wooden floor wandered off to a dining table. You watched as she left, leaning your head against Nagito's shoulder with a sigh. "Awh .. You doing okay?" You questioned, sitting yourself up enough to face him.

"You're .. Ah-" He awkwardly laughed, failing to hide how worked up you had gotten him. Each time you moved or even talked to him, he feared he would cream his pants right there. What a little viper you were. "Nagito-Do you wanna treat me like some girl you brought home from the bar?" You asked, inching closer to his burning face. Close enough to feel his heavy breaths. (trying to keep composure, maybe.)

"Like a dirty little slut. Or would that be you?" You tilted your head, amused at how much you were playing with him. "A dirty -?" He cut himself off, squeezing your hand for relief. Hearing you call him names like that was fatal. “Yeah.. a little dirty slut that wants to fuck every harlot that flirts with him." You spoke quietly, moving your hips ever so slightly with each word. "N-No-Nmn-" He dropped his head down towards his lap, hoping sweat hadn't begun beading down his blushing face. The pulses in his bottoms weren't helping how excited you were making him. What a mess you were stirring up.

"Is that what you were thinking?" He questioned, lifting his head up enough to see that pretty face of yours. "Weren't you?" You asked, chewing down on your bottom lip. "Mhnm, you're such a cuck." You whispered, turning away to take a sip of your drink. "Please," He let out a breath, flexing the fingers against your hip in tense anticipation. "Please .. please?" You teased him, mocking the sort of whines you'd heard before.

To a bystander, it may come across as rude to ridicule your partner. Unless they were like Nagito. “I bet you really wanna get off right now." You teased, feeling a particular pulse beneath your ass. "Like a filthy little slut," You laughed, taking the opportunity to push back against the bar. Anyone else would assume something was quite funny. Technically it was. "Fuck you in the bathroom .. Fuck you in the car .." You whispered in sultry vowels, pressing your mouth up against his burning face. He squirmed with each 'fuck' that left your mouth.

The sound of heels bombarded your ears. You realized the same bartender had returned, urging for your pay. (was it too hard to watch this go down?) “Oh!" You pulled your warm mouth from Nagito's face and focused back on the bartender. "I've got it." You reached for the bag you'd brought and heard a bitchy little breath from Nagito. You could easily dry hump him to a guilty release in that bar without even trying.

You set the bag right on your lap, fully opening it for the wandering eyes behind you to see what you had brought. You were always ready for whatever the day had in store. Just the sight of travel-sized lubricant made him shiver. Just the sight of your pretty fingers sifting for your wallet. “You don't need to-"

"It's alright. I'm the one who does everything anyways." You said that so casually. Nagito knew exactly what you meant by that. He knew what you meant when you cut a slick look at him. Oh, fuck. Just the scent of your hair when moving your head was like some sort of aphrodisiac on its own. He didn't need that to feel like a total perv when you were around. You truly were some sort of deadly nightshade.

“Mhnm!" You hummed when tossing down whatever money you two had drank up. (if you had gotten him too tipsy, he definitely would've started begging you to fuck him in the bathroom. louder than you'd like him to.)

“Nagito-Are you ready to leave?" You turned to him. (scent aphrodisiac. scent aphrodisiac.) It took all that was in him to resist the temptation to move his hips against yours. An uncomfortable nod and you were off. You carefully slid off his lap, making sure to rub as much friction as you nonchalantly could. You'd hear the squeaking of the stool behind you. (practically sensing the awkward way he would walk out of the bar. thanks to you.)

___

The moment you stepped past the front door, you had already begun attacking Nagito with warm kisses. Kisses on the face, kisses on the neck — you paused to take a breath, half-haphazardly stumbling to the bedroom of the shared home.

“Fuck-" You panted, pressing your mouth against his with sloppy kisses. Roughly tugging the sleeves of his jacket down enough to discard it to the floor. Between absolutely messy kisses, you let his trembling fingers grasp at the hem of your shirt, enough to help you pull it right over your head.

"Look at that," You spoke, completely out of breath. "At least you're good at something." You smiled, leaving one last kiss to his quivering mouth. "C'mon then." You motioned to him, tugging down your own skirt. “Hurry up! Do you want me to leave you to jerk yourself off all alone?" You frowned, watching his desperate attempt to strip himself down for you. "No-Please, I want you to be the one who does that." He nodded, obediently backing up towards the bed. "You're good." You began, circling around the bed. It was neatly made that morning. Not for very long.

"When you want to be." You tutted, dropping to your knees. You ducked down, pulling out a box from beneath the bed. A box full of all sorts of fun things. "Naughty naughty." You tutted, setting the box onto the nightstand. "I wonder .. I wonder.." You hummed, tossing the lid out of the way.

You sifted through your 'toy box' of sorts, fishing out whatever you found necessary. Watching you from the mattress was torture! Nagito was propped up on his elbows while watching your every move. "I don't know if you even deserve to even think of touching me, Nagito." A small noise from him. He couldn't deny that. "I really don't-" He sat up more, pathetically excited for whatever you were going to do to him.

"Not at all. Especially for how much of a slut you were being!" You frowned, taking hold of one of his wrists nonetheless.

“A slut?" He sounded feeble to repeat your (attractive.) vulgarity, staring back at you with such a pitiful gaze. "Uh-huh." You nodded, pausing your search within the box of yours. "I think so." You teased, pulling out familiar cuffs. Perfect enough to bind him up with!

You carefully secured his trembling wrists, finding guilty pleasure in his whiny panting. "I haven't even touched you! You're already getting so worked up," You snickered, circling to his ankles. "I'm sorry. I can't help it. It's you after all. I can't help it when it's you-!" He sighed, leaning his head back against the pillows. "As opposed to anyone else?" You pushed his overly squirmy ankles down in an attempt to properly secure them to the under-bed restraints. How convenient.

"No!-No .. You know that-" He assured you, already pulling at those cuffs around his wrists. (no good.) "Nagito," You cooed his name, finishing up by the edge of the bed. God, even saying his name triggered a shiver through his body. "Can you tell me something?" You asked, hiking your legs up into the mattress. (what a sweet sight to see between his legs!) The response was a feeble nod, staring back at you with such pathetic desperation in his eyes. The comfortably propped pillows behind him should have been comfortable. The trembling of his hips each inch you crawled in was nothing near it. Oh, the agony of needing you!

"Yes?" He swallowed, his chest rising with each deep breath. (pure excitement!) Between questions, you straddled yourself over his thighs, pausing just before his needy sex. (all on perfect display for you.) "Did you wanna fuck that bartender?" You asked, staring back at that fearful expression of his. "Huh? No!" He shook his head, pulling on those restraints. "I didn't! I only want you-" He pleaded, desperate to prove his faith to you. "You sure?" You pouted, leaning in towards his face.

His breaths grew shallow as you inched closer, resting a hand on his panting chest. "Yes! Why would I-" He was cut off by the hard slapping sound of your hand striking him across the cheek. "You're so fucking gross—" You said, staring back at the red blotch you had left on his fair skin. Tears welled in his pale eyes when he tilted his face back to meet yours. He truly was gross up for finding immense pleasure in that. "I bet you wanted to fuck her so bad," You pouted, prodding your fingers against the burning cheek of his.

"No! I only want you to do that." He swallowed the collected saliva in his mouth, giving the same demeanor of a kicked puppy. "Want me to do..?" You awaited his answer and leaned in closer to his scorching face. (what a quivering voice! what hitched breaths.) The fingers against his bare chest pressed down. You pressed hard enough to feel his raging heartbeat.

Nagito seemed hesitant to repeat your vulgarities. "-Fuck me." He uttered, huffing out breaths. "You don't want just any little harlot on your cock. Now do you?" You asked, replacing the prodding of your fingers to grab ahold of his sore cheeks. He looked so cute like that. “Nmnm.." He shook his head, refusing your accusations of infidelity. "It's not like anyone else would want to fuck you anyways." You squished his stinging cheeks once more before letting go. (admiring the red blotches you had left on him.)

"So I get the leftovers that nobody wants." You leaned away, leaving yourself properly straddled over his thighs. Just in front of his cock. Right before your very eyes. You absolutely adored the way he stared down at you in awe, in fear, in lust! You bent down towards his cock, leaving your mouth just inches from it. “See? See?" You prodded two fingers against the slit of his cock and flickered your eyes to see his reaction. Whiny little gasps at the slightest touch.

"You've gotten so needy... just for me? And I haven't even done anything yet!" You giggled, treating his dick like some sort of specimen to observe. "That is so pathetic! It's so easy to get you all subby and bitchy ..." You were beaming with enthusiasm (a slight hint of bite in your words,) when lightly running those fingers down his cock. The hard pulses of his stiffened length were nothing far from pathetic. "So unworthy of even being touched like this," You tilted your head and glanced up at him. "Nmn-You're right - I'm useless - even like this." He hissed at the contact, instinctively jutting his hips against your hand. (desperate for anything! something!)

"Not entirely." You lifted your fingers from him, hearing a bitchy little whine on his end. "You can't hold out that long either. But I really wanna play with you, Nagito." You laughed, the heat of your breath fanning over the drooling tip of his cock. "Mnm. Please do ... You can use me all you want-" He sounded more like he was asking you to than offering it.

"Use you, use you.." You teased. You squeezed your fingers around his cock as before, spitting warm saliva onto his pulsing dick. "There isn't much you're good for.." You began stroking his cock, smoothly pumping it through throbs and slick saliva. "Except being a filthy slut." You nodded, gaining a quick rhythm. Nagito pressed his head back against the pillows, already letting out airy moans and such. "A worthless little whore! Komaeda is a worthless little whore!" You degraded, bringing your mouth up to his cock.

There were sweet noises of jangling chains as his wrists twitched at your breath. His hips tensed as you pressed your mouth against the sensitive area. Scattering it with sloppy kisses. "Awhaha .. You're a pretty toy though .." You softened your tone, popping your mouth off his cock with each word. The sultry responses came in gasps and little groans. He was whining already.

“Mhmnm-" Your hums were vibrating against him when taking inches of his length into your mouth, cautious not to gag too loudly. "—Putting my filth-Nmn .. In your mouth .." He gasped out, choking on little whimpers. "Please-Please-"

You grazed the sensitive skin with your teeth, gathering a particularly lovely sound from him. (a gravelly hiss if you will.) You left a sloppy kiss against his dick, leaving a wet trail of messy kisses against his thighs. Your teeth grazed this skin once more, staring up at his tear-tinged eyes. It was smooth and warm to feel your tongue explore his skin. His breaths were shallow, taking sharp breaths at your gentle nibbles.

There was an anticipating breath — tensing up as you opened your mouth. (a teasing 'aah' from you,) as you sunk your teeth into the soft skin of his inner thigh. A pleased yelp of pain as he twitched away from you — what a pleased moan that followed! You pushed his thigh back against the mattress, pressing your fingers against the teeth marks. 

"Nagito," You spoke his name, leaving a sloppy kiss against the teeth marks. “What do you really want me to do with you?" You asked, straightening yourself up. He opened his mouth with quivering lips as if anticipating his own words. "Please-I want you to use me. Just like this-" His breath hitched, staring right back at you. “I know I don't deserve it-" He began, watching you lean over his sweaty body for the box from earlier. "Please, Just — Can't you allow me this?" He attempted to sit up, tugging at the cuffs around his wrists. "Violate me-Take advantage of me-" His breaths grew shallow as if excited by his own deranged fantasies.

His words were quite alluring to you, even seeing him this way left you feeling just as fucked as he was. "Talkative, are we? I'm sure our neighbors love hearing that voice of yours." You smiled, slipping out a cloth from the box. A perfect gag to shove into his mouth. You would miss his talkative self-depreciation though.

“Can you say 'aah'?" You asked, awaiting him to open his mouth. He gladly did so. Perfectly opening up wide for you. "Nagito is such a good boy. A very good boy." You smiled, (roughly, over gently-) securing it. (at least he listened to you!)

“Mnm. At least you're good for one thing, Nagito. You really are. And do you know what that is?" You rubbed yourself closer towards him, leaving your thighs inches from properly aligning with his hips. Pitiful groans were heard, playing into the jerk of his hips. As if to say — please - oh god, please!

He began nodding, fully aware of what you meant.  “Nmnm." You prodded his cock just before your welcoming cunt, keeping your focus on his face. He was already making racket.  Anticipating hums and narrowed eyes stared you down. (as well as taking in the lovely sight of you.)

You paused, "Do you really want to? It's okay if you don't want to." You teased him, just barely pushing your hips down. Panicked nods followed, in tune with desperate noises and choked-back affirmations. That was sweet consent for you. You bit down on your lower lip, letting out a breath when sliding your hips down. Carefully pushing his well-accustomed cock inside of yourself. "Fuck-" You laughed, moving your hands up his bare chest. Your vulgarity was nothing compared to the desperate whines and groans that were spilling from his chest. You were so hot inside. You perfectly melted around his sex, prematurely throbbing with the slightest grind against him.

"Nagito-" You gasped out his name, ever so slightly beginning to move your hips. Ever so slightly digging your knees into the mattress when carefully lifting your hips, only to roughly grind back against him. Between your own gasps, his shallow breaths and muffled whimpers were louder than your freely open mouth. The way he filled your cunt was perfect. This gave you more of an opportunity to grind against him with each uncontrollable arching of his back.

"Nagito," You swallowed, taking in the way your walls squeezed around him. (glancing down to see how well he stretched your cunt.) "You know .. I know what you're good for!" You laughed, leaning harder against him. "Fucktoy-" You bit your lip, enjoying the wheeze you got out of him with those words. The pathetic tears welled in his eyes. (practically begging you to fuck him hard!) “You're a filthy, filthy fucktoy. Fuck toy!" You gasped out pleasurable noises, thoroughly fucking yourself on his cock. Your own liquids mixed with his nicely. Smooth and slick as you found an absolutely phenomenal rhythm. Nagito was such a bitchy baby. Your gasps and little moans were nothing compared to the trembling hips beneath you.

He desperately tugged at the cuffs, wishing to touch you with every buck of his hips. (to the best of his abilities.) "You squirm so much-! Like a fucking maggot!" You spat, pushing down on his hips with one hand. "I should really tie you down next time-" That he did. He wheezed out pathetic groans and whines, trembling beneath you (and inside you.) with every rough movement of your hips. "You nasty little fuckdoll-" You panted, dripping warm droplets of sweat against his chest.

Those words only fucked him up more and more. He groaned in sexual frustration, begging you to push your hips down against his aching cock. With each lewd noise that filled the room, you felt the deep throbs prodding inside of you. He was close. So close to showing how gross he could be. “Nagito-! Do you want it that badly? So badly that you can't keep still?" You questioned, noting the desperation of sobs he choked out into that poor gag. (the arching and twitches of his sweaty body with every squeezing movement. (you weren't complaining though.) What a good fucktoy! Weak arms resisting restraints and soaking that gag with every wheeze and whimper.

You bunched up sheets in your clammy hands by his chest, staring down at him. A tear-stained face and the most desperate moans you had ever heard. You almost felt bad for him. Almost. Those pretty eyes of his flickered open and shut, (begging for you to let him have this!) "You're gonna cum? Nagito? Huh?" You stifled those words out between pants, feeling his hard twitches. He didn't need to tell you. (even if he could.) "—Gonna make me as lowly as you? That's so fucked up, Nagito-"

Humiliating nods of confirmation were so exciting to see. He was desperate for it! Whatever dignity he had left was long gone. So close. It was almost as if he was embarrassed for you to see him like this. All cuffed to your bed and drooling all on a gag? You found it to be pretty cute. His cock all full inside of you? Repetitive moans were choked out — music to your ears. Nagito's hips jerked against you mercilessly rather roughly, needing you to fuck that euphoric release right out of him! Pulsing in ecstasy! (with pathetic sobs of release.)

"N-Nmn!" You couldn't choke out his name anymore. All you knew was that you felt so much warmer inside — so hot with his filthy seed. Your own release was building up in throbbing waves. "Nagito-! Ah-I'll cum on your dick — you pretty little fucktoy-" You cried out, squeezing around his cock so perfectly. So sloppy and pleasing! If he could become just as hard as he was in that bar would have. (his own whines of overstimulation - and the beautiful sound of your pleasure was so good.)

You throbbed around him as you slowed your pace, feeling how he had prodded your cervix just perfectly. How dirty he had made you. You sucked in whatever air you could, sliding your trembling fingers up to his mouth. (allowing you pretty little hums of a needy partner.) You hooked your fingers beneath the cloth, carefully tugging it loose and out of place. “Look at that-" You let it rub down his chin,  feeling the fanning heat of his jagged attempts for air.  "Thank you-" He choked out, panting for ripe air. What a slut. He was still trembling beneath you — warming his flaccid sex all shoved up inside of you.

"Such a good boy-" You smiled, squishing his burning red face. "You're so cute, Nagito. Such a whiny baby." You teased, every so slowly drawing off of him. (to his dismay.) It was a familiar sensation. The sticky mixture of both of your liquids had tainted your thighs when moving. He pleaded your name, spilling out how grateful he was - how much he loved you!

You were quite amused by his proclamations — huffing out deep breaths while pushing yourself off the bed (his sweaty thighs assisting you,) You were so pretty - leaning against the bed when addressing him. (what a mess you had made!) "Are you gonna behave from now on?" You asked, pausing right before him. It was very clear to you that he wouldn't.

"Only if you wish me to," He was breathless, dizzy, and mesmerized with you. "Mhnm." You swept the ivory hairs off his sweaty forehead, "Sick fuck." You smiled nonetheless, leaving a messy kiss on his mouth. Oh, god — He was so pathetic each time you kissed him.

"I appreciate your lack of effort, Nagito." You inched away, as if dangling yourself in front of him — only to take it away. "We'll have to see about it. Best of luck-" You patted his sore cheek. You knew he wouldn't follow through with it. But, that's the fun part, isn't it? It kept you both looking forward to your next outing.

[sapphicslvtt]

Sit on my lap while I gently tease your clit as you tell me about your day?

[sapphicsecretsblog]

Where are my sensitive subs at? The ones who can't handle multiple orgasms or too many fingers? That gets off on my eyes burning into her as I focus on pleasuring her. Who reaches out her hand for the little ounce of assurance. Yes, my pretty darling. You're doing so, so well for me. As she gets all red and shy for me, struggling to keep her eyes open. All she could think about was my hands all over her body. Treasuring every inch of it. It's okay, baby. Let go for me, you've been such a good girl for mommy. As I coax her into giving me one final orgasm.

[xochimillilili]

I adore how stupid and pathetic pets look when being bred, the glazed eyes, drooly mouths, those little twitches in their legs when you pound them in just the right spot... such a pretty little thing, all fuzzy and drunk on my cock, unable to do more than moan and make pathetic whimpers as I have my fill~

[rs-hawk]

do you have any tentacle stuff? im thinking maybe an ursula-style octopus merman bf

I don’t have anything tentacle like that but it does sound interesting so-

You always loved the beach so when you were able to book an Air BNB with a private beach, you were ecstatic. Finally you could relax on the sandy ground without anyone bothering you or worrying about having to move.

As you settled onto your towel with nothing on (because everyone hates tan lines, right?), you didn’t notice the curious eyes watching you from the deep waters. When you slipped a swimsuit on, just in case, and plunged into the cool waves, you didn’t realize that there was something just out of sight with his hungry gaze fixed on you. That would change the next day, however.

The next morning, you took off at dawn to the beach. You set everything up, eagerly waiting for the sun to finish rising. In awe, you watched the sunrise the same way that the creature that was creeping up from the depths was watching you. As soon as you’re in the water, tentacles were wrapping around your ankles, your waist. Puckers leaving soft pink marks all over your skin.

“Oh!” you squeak, lifting your legs to look what’s all over you. You gently touch the tentacle around your waist, confused but curious. “What’s this then?”

“Hello,” the octo-man said as he slowly broke the water’s surface. It seemed like he was nervous.

“Hello,” you echoed, looking at him with a tilted head.

He reached out to touch you, and a chill snaked down your back. His hand felt so squishy but also velvety. Kind of like the tentacles. In seconds, his lips were on yours, his tongue pushing into your mouth as if staking a claim.

Your body reacted on its own, curling into his, wrapping your arms around him. In seconds, he dragged you to a small partially underwater cave just a little ways off the shore. The merman set you on a shelf of the cave, leaving you only up to your knees in the water.

“My little trinket,” he muttered as he began to tease your cunt over your swimsuit bottom.

You whimpered softly, bucking your hips slightly against the sucker that was now attached to your clit with only the thin fabric between. He smirked at your obvious need. The tentacle itches away from you before another joined it to strip your bottoms. Your cunt was already getting slick, much to his excitement. His tentacles wrapped around your body, teasing you, prodding you.

Suckers found your sensitive nipples, and another found it’s way back to your clit, making you cry out in pleasure. Your cunt was throbbing, nearly dripping. “Fuck,” you moaned, arching more against his tentacles.

That was all it took for him. His largest tentacle began to push into your cunt, stretching you wide. You whimpered and moaned as he slowly stretched you out, your cunt gripping it as each inch pushed deeper and deeper into you. Another pushed into your mouth, down your throat. You gagged as you were stretched to what you thought was your limit. Then, your lover, his eyes half lidded as he groped and touched your soft human body, began to lift you slightly. His six other tentacles wrapped around you, helping lift you off the shelf. You didn’t think much of it, blissed out and on the edge of orgasm.

Just as suddenly as he lifted you, he unwound one of his tentacles from your waist, pushing it inside of your ass. You cried out against the tentacle in your mouth, but barely anything came out. He laid you down, unwinding another tentacle and shoving it into your already stretched cunt. Soon enough none where holding you as you were laid out on the shelf, your feet only in the water. A sucker was back on your clit, teasing you until you finally pulsed around the tentacles inside of you, drawing them in closer.

“There we go. That’s a good trinket,” he huffed, his sloppy kisses lining your neck.

He pushed his largest tentacle so deeply inside of you that you were certain it was in your womb. A bulge in your stomach seemed to confirm it. He panted as he came, the hot liquid a stark contrast to how cool he felt. Your eyes rolled back in your head, pathetic little whines pushing against the tentacle in your mouth.

The largest tentacle withdrew, dribbling a white liquid. However, the smaller one stayed inside, as if keeping you plugged. The tentacle in your mouth finally let you breath, withdrawing to lazily wrap around your chest. The only one actively thrusting into you now was the one in your ass, slowly and deliberately timing the thrusts to the sucking of the sucker still on your clit.

You don’t know how long you lay there, moaning and begging the merman to keep going, but by the time his cum is leaking out of you and multiple loads have been dumped into your little human womb, it’s sunrise again.

[sapphicslvtt]

Just morning, because if it was a good morning, I’d be waking up to a naked, pretty femme snuggled into me. Not alone.

[sapphicsecretsblog]

you're so pretty baby, of course you can have my fingers. where do you want them darling? in that cute little mouth of yours? don't lie to mommy, i know you've got an oral fixation. i see the way your little mouth drools and how your eyes glance at my fingers for a bit too long. you're just my sweet girl, aren't you baby?

[xochimillilili]

Love when I'm fucking a cute bitch and they start moaning oh god as I fuck a load into them

Like mmhm, that's me sweetheart— you praying and begging for me to go even rougher? Praying for more of me inside you, little dove~?

[tommyohnosworld]

getting caught

“he-want are you doing?”

“did i say you could touch yourself tonight?”

“oh, are we lying now? does someone think she can’t brat off without getting a punishment?”

“how many times did you come? no, don’t apologize, answer the question. how. many. times. did. my. slut. come?”

“i’m surprised you didn’t need me-i bet it was hard getting to the edge, huh?”

“was it hard not having my fingers stuffed inside your pussy and my tongue on your clit?”

“aw, someone’s getting embarrassed now. it’s too late for that, baby.”

“are you sensitive? does this hurt? good.”

“look at you whining from just my tongue, how pathetic.”

“someone’s getting worked up, are you close? yeah? well you should’ve thought about that before you didn’t ask permission to touch yourself.”

“aw, you wanna be such a good girl now.. but only because you want to come.”

“no, i said no. you’re not allowed to finish, hold it, i know you can.”

“how about two or three more edges, just for good measure? i don’t want my pretty girl to forget the rules, hm?”

[puptoy]

Wanna be your sweet little dairy cow, feel my tits get heavy and full, my swollen nipples leaking when when you grope me. Getting all achy and desperate when you haven't milked me enough, pressing up into your touch, hoping you'll suck on my tits again. Please, I've been a good girl, please?

I wanna sit on your lap and lean over, letting you take your time gently massaging and suckling on each of my needy teats... Feeling the pressure gradually lessen as you drain my supply. Feeling you enjoy yourself, too, as you squeeze my hips and grind that big cockbulge against me through layers of fabric, still latched and "helping" while your hands wander down to feelmy ass, my thighs, to rub along the slick-soaked crotch of my panties and make me whine and grind into it like I'm in heat...

Want you to flip me over and kiss me deep, use me how you want, I'm just a cute little thing that goes mooo and gets wet when she's pushed around, milked and bred up so full 🩷

[rs-hawk]

Hiii! I just saw your centaur horny post and I definitely NEED to read reader giving shy centaur!boyfriend a handjob bc he can't do so 🤧🤧

You and your Centaur Boyfriend have been going really slow. The most you’ve done so far is kiss. Even that, though, you can tell excites him so bad that he can hardly stand it. His huge cock hardens quickly, eagerly leaking precum with each kiss or nip on the lips. When your tongue invades his mouth, he whines, grinding his cock on the ground slightly since he usually sits while you make out.

“You always get hard so fast,” you tease him one day, lightly tugging on his hair to break the kiss.

His face instantly reddens as he tries to break eye contact. When you don’t let him, he mumbles out, “well, I’ve never cum so it’s hard for me to not get excited.”

A grin cracks your face as you look down at him, tilting your head. “Really?”

“Don’t smile like that!” he protests sheepishly, looking down, his tail flitting.

You tug him up by his hair, only letting go once he’s fully standing. “I can help,” you offer as you walk beside him, dragging your nails along his flank.

He whines, hoofing at the ground with his front hoof. “R-really?”

“Of course. You should have told me before,” you say in a fake sympathetic voice as you trail one of your fingers up his leaking cock.

That draws another whimper out of him. His breathing always quickens. You curl your fingers around his shaft, but it barely covers half. You decide to crawl under him so you can wrap both hands around his throbbing shaft.

“Baby,” he moans, bucking against your hands already.

You shush him quietly, slowly working your hands up and down his shaft. He pants, rocking his hips back and forth as you slowly Jack him off. He quickly resorts to whining and begging for you to speed up. He’s a good boy for you, right? You should want to let him cum. He’ll do anything you want if you let him cum. He’s a mess, whining and bucking his hips like he’s a bitch in heat. Trying to just get any kind of friction.

“You’re doing so good for me,” you purr as you begin to speed up, using his precum to help keep your pace, smearing it all over his cock.

“Please, please,” he moans, hiccuping as he tries to keep from cumming despite how desperately he’s throbbing in your hands.

You giggle, running your tongue along the head of his cock. He groans, shivering and panting. Before he can get out another beg, you pull away from him, going faster than you had before, moving your hands up and down quickly.

“Okay baby. You can cum.”

He thanks you repeatedly, panting your face in his cum. His whole body shakes as he leans back on his back legs, his chest heaving and eyes half lidded.

“That’s my good boy. You did so good for me.”

[stupidg0bl1n]

Ok, but a domme holding my face and telling me how beautiful I look all destroyed after she fucks me until I can't take it anymore.

[artinvain]

abby is terrible and toxic and really good at gaslighting apologising and so sexy and oops - dacryphilia

• ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆• ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆• ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ Abby had called you sixteen times. you huff as your phone rings, make that seventeen. your scalding shower cleared your mind for it’s duration but as soon as you stepped out you were bombarded with thoughts about abby.

was she okay? why should it matter to you, because she does stupid things when she’s upset. you chastise yourself for even defending her — you were the one that caught her sharing air with ellie. with her fucking hands on ellie’s hips, your best friend, the thought made you sick.

abby: please talk to me

you ignore the message, pulling clothes on while it continues to buzz incessantly. abby: I’m so sorry you saw that, I can explain

abby: I won’t stop I need you to talk to me

you sighed exasperated as you sat on your couch and started to type, redacting words and switching things around until your eyes hurt and you can’t see from the tears. you wanted to reply to abby, you wanted to give her a piece of your mind but why should you? she’d done this before, she promised —

you promised abby, you promised it wouldn’t happen again.

you bit your fist while waiting for her reply. more tears as you thought about your first reconciliation, when she’d finally earned your trust. and now you couldn’t even trust your best friend. abby stops typing and your heart drops, until she’s banging on your door and calling your name.

“baby, please, please open up for me,” she whimpers, “just wanna talk,” you hate yourself for it but open the door and abby sighs relived. you glare at her as she steps closer, “honey you know this happened last time too,” abby sighs stepping closer when you cross you arms and look away, “that was different-“ but abby shushes you and tips your chin up with her finger tip, looking down on you with big watery eyes.

“no it wasn’t -“ she whispered “you were wasted you thought you saw me kissing someone but I wasn’t,” she said softly, following your eyes, “but you and ellie -“ you sighed.

“we didn’t kiss, she wanted me to,” she hummed, “I would never, she was all over me,” a hand coming to sit gingerly on your hip. “I promise you baby, I’m all yours,” you lean slowly into her touch and -

god yes — she knows she’s getting you and almost feels bad, she didn’t like doing this but she couldn’t lose you, she would go on a killing rampage. she needed you. but abby also couldn’t seem to stop herself from making mistakes again and again.

“you didn’t kiss her?” you ask, you sort of felt bad for doubting her, abby took care of you, she protected you. you knew she had bad dealings but she kept it all away from you. “no love I didn’t,” she hums her hand cupping your cheek as your eyes start to leak.

“I’m sorry,” abby says, looking into your eyes and kissing your forehead, “I love you okay, and I wouldn’t - I can’t lose you,” she whines as your arms engulf her and she pulls you close her warm arms caging you. “I’m so sorry,” she whispers, kissing your temple, your cheek again and again until you’re desperately clawing at her vest, rugged her impossibly closer and tasting her lips, your mouth on hers -tongue licking into her mouth for a taste. her tongue lapped over yours, her arms pulling you in tight, her whole body apologising.

“let’s-“ you say inbetween kisses, “bedroom,” you stumble back through the hallway into your bedroom, as she removes your top and you run your hands over her sensitive tits until you fall into your bed. “m’gonna prove it,” abby says with ragged breath. “prove you’re mine, that I’m just for you,” she leans over you sucking your bottom lip and kissing you pressing her mouth to yours I need you is what she’s saying.

you grip her head as abby kisses down your chest, taking your bra off and gently squeezing your tits and then “fuck,” you moan as you tangle your hand in her hair as abby sucks on your nipples, lightly grazing them with her teeth, groaning as she mouths at and kisses all over your chest leaving marks glittering your torso. abby licked her lips as she lay between your legs, “i’m yours baby, jus for you,”

she slurs as she sniffs you mouthing your pussy through your panties, tasting your wetness and sucking on your clit, “ungh-abby,” you gasp, bucking your hips as she tears the fabric down your legs. she’s fucking drooling at the sight of you, humping the bed huffing like she was in heat. there was no one like you. she marvelled for a second how you pulsed as she gently touches your folds and spread you wide, her breath making you jump. “please! fuck abby please,” you didn’t realise you were crying but abby could hear it in your voice and she clenched her jaw, trying to stop herself from cumming, but when she tasted you she groaned loudly, her hips jerking as she explodes, she can feel her clit rubbing on her strap. gripping your thighs tight and laying your legs over her shoulders abby licks her thick tongue through you and suckles at your clit all the while, the tip of her tongue breaching your hole.

“jesus! fuck, abby!” you near yell as she devours you, her head shaking from side to side, her tongue constantly softly sucking and then her finger is curling gently into you, pressing in and out, “mhyour cunt is so fucking good baby,” abby words slur as she goes back to kissing and licking you. you moan loudly your thighs going to tighten around her head and she lets you muffle her ears, pulling you close and exploring your body with her free hand.

when she looks up at you, you’re glorious, skin dewey as you writhe and your nipples so tight, god she wants to suck on them again. and your face is beautifully contorted, your mouth open in a constant series of grunts and moans and callings of her name and god. “abby, shit, i’m - fucking ahh—“ you yelp as Abby stretches you, her fingers fitting you to the hilt and curling. your back arches and your brain melts as you shake, “fuck!” abby hears you, sees the tears on your pretty face and goes cross eyed. “abs- baby, abby! god that’s so good,” you grunt out your body still jerking and grinding up against her as she works albeit gently on you.

abby slowly releases you, her chin and cheeks covered in your sweet stickiness, she licks handfuls as she comes to kiss you, removing her pants and you don’t even question why she’s wearing a strap but you know it’s your favourite and you were too stuck dumb by pleasure to care.

“I’m yours, you hear me?” she moans as she slicks herself up with your cum and her spit, she eases you in, watches your face as you close your eyes up tight. “say I’m yours,” she tells you, gripping your cheeks and kissing your pouting mouth. “you’re mine, you’re fucking mine,” you scratch your nails down her back as she eases in to the hilt.

“mine abby, you’re mine,” and there are those pretty fucking tears again, “so pretty fuck,” she moans holding you tight and snapping her hips into you. “abby—“ you gasp “I can’t hold - I’m gonna cum,”

“cum f’me baby,” abby whispers, “it’s okay, please baby you can cum, please for me,”

You can barely breathe with the way your body constricts and then releases as she moan scratching Abby’s back and arm as she fucks you through your orgasm, until you’re yelling from oversensitivity, “okay baby, okay,” she cooes removing herself and kicking her strap off, pulling you in close and gathering a blanket to cover you. abby kisses your forehead and you lay on her chest. and you wonder if this cycle will ever end.

• ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆ jesus please don’t be like this in real life. this is deranged behaviour please please it’s just fantasy to test waters and get my emotional experiences out safely thanks bye 😘

[sapphicslvtt]

Masturbating’s not cutting it anymore, I need to make a pretty girl kneel for me and eat my pussy

[rosebudprincess]

thinking about femme dom bottom with butch sub top free use where it’s the butch using the femme and it’s early morning and you’re sleepy and your darling femme’s just sleeping next to you. she just looks so tempting that you have to have her right now. you whine in the hopes of waking her but to no avail. it’s only till you make your way down her body and between her legs that you feel a hand go through your hair and a quiet, “that’s a good boy, love” that you get the satisfaction you need and encouragement to take what you want from her.

[emerald-writes]

Imagine:

I wanna be the free use toy of a friend group. I'm new to the area and this big group of people are just soo nice and sweet. Asking to hang out and inviting me out.

It would start slowly, hugs getting longer and more handsy, I'm pulled onto someone's lap cause there aren't enough chairs, till someone is practically always touching me whenever I am out with one of them.

Until one day someone gets desperate enough to slowly trail their hand up my thigh, up my skirt - the one they all tell me to wear cause I just look so good in it, and my friends want me to be confident, right - their hand trailing along the edge of my panties, just teasing me while we watch a movie.

I feel their thumb graze against my slit, obviously I would already be wet. As they press down on my clit harder I involuntarily moan and suddenly everyone is more interested in me than the movie.

Everyone's hands would be on me, my panties ripped off, shirt taken off as hands grope at my chest, lips against my neck and leaving such perfect marks.

Eventually someone would start fucking my needy pussy when I start whining and moaning. Of course all my holes would be filled by fingers, cock, or a strap, and someone would be using my mouth to pleasure them the whole night, till I'm weak and sore but so happy to have such great friends!

Every time I'm invited out, someone would tell me what to wear, usually something skimpy with easy access so they can ruin me by the end of the night.

I've had this in my head for days, I needed to get it out and written!! I need this