#oh and i had fluid leaking from my nose

[8millionscorpions]

bored. need to rest in bed due to being in the ER last night for a rly bad head injury they did not treat me at all for and told me I had to walk home w a head injury, refused to give pain meds when asked (I asked for Tylenol or ibuprofen. they said we'll prescribe u 600 mgs which is over the counter strength), at 1am w it about to thunderstorm after only 1 blood test. they would not hold me the whole night. despite me showing heavy signs of a concussion

anyways my head hurts and I'm resting in bed for a while and taking it easy. I can't Decide

[nanaslutt]

Can we get a part 2 of when reader asks satoru and suguru if they fucked before

of course ml!! tysm for asking <3

part 1 here~

contains: fem reader, fluff, crack, choking, hair pulling, anal sex (gojo gets fucked) spanking (geto spanks gojo once), dirty talk, overstimulation, dacryphilia if you squint, dare i say sub satoru, sub/dom dynamics if you squint, suguru and reader are competitive, u tag team gojo together

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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“so, when we’re you guys gonna tell me you’ve fucked before?” you asked, raising your eyebrows

gojo froze in place, pausing his efforts to get a towel to clean you up, he slowly turns to you, faux innocence on his stupidly pretty face, a big hand coming to rub the back of his neck

both you and geto stare at him, a smirk plastered on sugurus handsome features, heavy hand holding up his head, awaiting his response,

“now what on earth put that idea in your pretty little head?” he questions, hand falling on his hip sassily as he does an absolutely awful job lying

“oh i don’t knoww,” you drawl, pretending to think, “maybe geto telling you he was going to fuck you like it was the most normal thing in the world,” you scrunched your nose, shrugging

“but what do i know!” your eyebrows raised, suppressing a smile,

“nothing, you know nothing,” he replied, wiggling his finger back and forth in front of him like a child

“don’t tell me you forgot satoru, you might hurt my feelings.” geto teased, from his place between your calves, tilting his head to the side, “i know we were a little tipsy, but you told me i was an unforgettable fuck.” he pouted, faking offense, “you weren’t lying to me were you?”

satoru’s hand still on his hip like the sassy man he was, his mouth just flopping open and closing like a fish out of water, trying to think of a quick retort but failing to come up with anything, because the raven haired man was right

he was a truly unforgettable fuck

“now my feelings are hurt, he didn’t say I was an unforgettable fuck..” you pouted, crossing your arms over your bare chest,

“your mouth almost sucked the soul out of me,” he echoed from the hall

he had taken the opportunity of getos attention on you while he was ‘consoling’ you to slip out of the room, walking back in with a few damp towels, “course you’re an unforgettable fuck, way more than that monkey brained freak,” he hisses at geto, sitting next to you on the bed, using the warm towel to wipe his cum from your cheeks,

“oh? really?” geto let his head fall from his hand, landing against your knee, squinting his eyes at satoru while the blonde continued cleaning down your body, wiping up any fluids the two men had left

“think i remember making you cum..how many times was it again? 4? you were shooting blanks before i was even done with you” he smiles, rubbing your knee fondly with his strong hand while staring at gojo challengingly,

gojo looks away from your breasts, staring back into geto’s deep brown eyes,

“n they only made you cum once..” suguru mumbles into your knee,

“woah! woah, okay, I didn’t know i was competing with you in the first place!” you defend yourself, front half of your body shooting up, making gojo sigh as you accidentally knocked his hand back, “‘s not about quantity anyways, it’s about quality” you said smugly,

“n toru here, said I almost made him die so id say my quality is michelin star,” you proclaimed, narrowing your eyes at him before gojo pushed ur torso back down,

“i’m surrounded by a buncha babies jesus christ,” gojo shakes his head, pulling your leg out of sugurus grasp to access your leaking cunt better, pressing the harsh cloth against you and wiping you as gently as he could,

“sorry,” he winced for you in sympathy when you groaned out a protest, trying to close your legs on his hand at how painfully sensitive the rough towel made you feel, “anyways, you’re both good in bed, kay?” he continues,

“when suguru fucks me, it feels like my fucking guts are getting all messed up to make room for his stupidly big cock,” looking up through his lashes at sugurus smug expression, then back down to focus on what he was doing before making eye contact with you,

your arms still crossed over your chest, “n your throat squeezes me so fucking good i thought i was seein the pearly gates,” hand coming up to pinch your cheek, discarding the towel somewhere on the floor, standing once more to look for someone’s shirt on the floor he can put on,

“ ‘fucks’ as in you’ve had sex multiple times?” you stared in disbelief between the two of the large men, before settling your eyes on suguru

continuing your teasing you spoke up again, “and my compliment still sounded better,” you challenged him, a smug looks gracing your features

“you think so?” the raven haired man scrunched his eyebrows together, before turning his head to look straight at gojo’s supple bent over ass as he picked up a shirt and started to pull it over his head, “well, only one way to be sure which of us is really better.” he says to you quietly before standing

coming up behind gojo and grabbing his raised arms, preventing him from putting on his shirt, “hold that thought satoru, we’re in the middle of a little debate right now” yanking the shirt from satoru’s hands and throwing it back to its prior home on the floor,

“think you can help us? hmm?” he whispers, right into the shell of his best friends ear, sending goosebumps down his neck, “we’ll make it worth your while.”

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almost two hours later and the three of you were still in the same room, on the same bed,

gojo on his back, suguru fucking his cock right into his prostate as you face gojo, bouncing on his overstimulated dick, a thick ring of yours and his combined cum on the base of his overstimulated cock,

“c-cant cum anymore p-please- haaah- fuck please!” gojo whimpers out, thrashing his head back and forth on the sheets as fat tears drip down his face, making his cheeks shine under the light, “‘s too much ‘m too sensitive, ohmygodd” he drags, curses spilling from his lips one after another, his hold on your grip sure to leave nasty bruises as his hips fuck into your warm cunt without his brains permission,

“not till you tell us who’s better,” geto emphasizes with a heavy thrust, hand coming up to choke you out while he gives gojos poor hole the meanest treatment,

“‘s me right? ‘ve made you cum inside me so many times.” you slur, voice strained from getos rough grip on your throat

“bold of you to think that was your doing,” geto scoffs at you, “cmere,” he pulls your head back to press your lips together, other hand interlacing with gojos on your hip

satoru whines underneath the two of you, watching you makeout and feeling your cunt pulse around him because of suguru’s expert tongue work in your mouth had him spiraling

your hands coming up to grab geto’s wrist while he hums into the kiss, biting your lip between his teeth and pulling on it, letting it go before he chases after it and connects your lips once more

“‘m gunna cum again- please fuck- nggghhh i c-cant cum again,” gojo whines, squeezing getos hand and your hip for support as he’s falling into yet another orgasm and fast,

suguru pulls away from the kiss, releasing his grip on your neck as he pushes your lower back down twords gojos chest, “yes you can,” he growls

the raven haired man grabs your hair by the roots and pushes your face into satorus, “help him through it baby,” not needing to be told twice, you grab gojos cheeks with both your hands and slot your lips against his,

“mmmmph- mmm- can-t- p-please i-“ his protests being cut off by your lips, not letting him catch a breath

“got you, cmon” you comfort him in between your assault on his lips, geto reaching between his bestfriend and your body, finding your neglected clit, and rubbing sloppy circles on it, helping you get closer to your own high

“right there with you,” geto grits his teeth, resisting the urge to squeeze his eyes shut and tip his head back, so he can watch the show unfolding in front of him,

“gonna fill up this tight ass while you cum inside them, okay? and you’re gonna take everything we give you, right?” geto’s hips losing their rhythm, teetering on the edge of his own orgasm

gojo just whimpers into your mouth, hes trying to speak, he really is, but it’s all too much, he’s completely fucked out

“need to hear you say it satoru,” he emphasizes with a mean thrust, fucking impossibly deeper into his tight hole,

getos hand rubbing sloppily on your clit almost becomes too much, “yes! yesyes please ohmygod- gonna take it- shit-“ gojo’s whiney voice gets out just before he feels your cunt start to squeeze him,

“toru! fuuuuck me!” you whine, the blondes hips mindlessly fucking up into you helping you ride out your high as he cums so fucking hard, bordering on painful as spurt after spurt of his warm seed fills you once more,

and he’s gasping, barely coherent broken moans of both of your names on satoru’s tongue

geto not far behind you as he stills, balls deep inside gojos ass, the last push he needed seeing the two of you cum all over each other,

“yesssss fuuuuck” he clenches his teeth together hard, toothy grin emerging on his face, finally letting his head fall back, eyes following suit, rolling to the back of his head, “take it f-fucking t-take it.” fucking each rope of his cum deep into gojo’s ass

all three of you bask in the aftershocks of your intense orgasms, core clenching and unclenching around gojo’s length as you finally come down, picking your head up from gojos neck and smiling at his current state,

he was sniffling and gasping, red faced, tears decorating his lashes, making them look like glitter, he appeared more fucked out than ever

geto behind him slowly pulls out his softening cock, and gojo lets out a long groan of overstimulation when he does so, digging his fingers into the fat of your sides and wincing, “fuck, please don’t move yet, might pass out if you do” he says to you, his poor dick crying for relief, still snug inside your pussy, twitching every so often against your walls

you giggle, peppering kisses all over his face, he lets his eyes shut, finally relaxing a little as he relishes in the feeling of your soft lips on his skin,

suguru coming around to sit by his head

when you stop your assult of kisses on his porcelain face geto grabs gojos cheek furthest away from him and makes him turn his head into his thick thigh, “so,” geto starts, rubbing his thumb on gojos cheek, “who was better?” he asks, cocky smile finding home once more on his face

gojos eyes shoot open, looking at him slightly panicked, squeezing your upper thighs for support before he speaks, looking back between the two of you,

“i….im afraid if i don’t answer we will never leave this room.” he gulps

geto confirms his fears, tilting his head to the side, face sporting the fakest smile of comfort gojo has ever seen, “you would be absolutely right.”

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filthy drabble...

"Yeah, put it in me- mmff! I'm a cum dump. I'm a cum dump definitely- anggh!"

His hands were strapped to rubber cuffs that was connected to elastic ropes, its ends hooked on the upper corner of the beds. The (h/c) could pulls his hands but to a certain extent, he was still restrained, vulnerable under the men who was playing with his ass, shoving toys and groping his skin.

Someone slapped his butt, a whine from (m/n) as he pushed his hips back, grinding more on the toy that was deep and vibrating inside of his anus. He was intoxicated, so drunk that he couldn't even tell who was fucking him right now.

The toy was pulled out and he whined but moaned gleefully when a wet dick entered his ass. His knees dug into the plush bed, a room he didn't recognise but based off of the toys and bdsm equipment, it was definitely a love hotel.

"God, you're a pro at this. Good cunts get to have cum in their butts. You want it? You wanna drink some cum?" Someone was pounding his ass, their skin slapping together as (m/n) nodded ferverently, pulling on his restraints to the man that sat in front of him, gripping his jaw.

"I want it. I want some dick." He salivated and stuck out his tongue, drool pooling in the middle of the muscle. "Use me. Use me like a toilet, please." (m/n) squirmed, his face hot and his legs sticky. The stranger chuckled as he shimmied off his boxers, pulling out his cock as he ruffled (h/c) hair.

"If you lick it like an ice cream, I'll stick it in with him." He gestured to the other guy who was going to town with his hole. "Your hole is so good-mmff! Gonna cum in here." The man slapped his ass. "Make it leak and all, you'd like that wouldn't you?"

(m/n) couldn't respond, his tongue swirling around the tip of the cock in his face before shoving himself into the man's crotch, moving his throat to massage the base. The man hissed, shallowly thrusting in the (h/c)'s mouth while gripping his hair.

Ropes of cum shot out of (m/n)'s cock, the man behind him rubbing him as he gave one last thrust, spilling his seed deep inside his ass, rubbing his tip against his prostate. "Mmmgghh- oh fuck oh fuck." The (h/c) pulled his mouth away when the man behind him wouldn't stop jacking him off.

"I'm gonna cum again- wait wait-!" He squirted onto the bed, his hole tense and squeezed around the base that was still in him, his rim now dripping cum. "Don't forget about me." His hair was grabbed and he was forcefully shoved into a crotch, his mouth full as he gagged on the tip, the man moaning his name and as he thrusted into his face.

(m/n) mewled when the dick bursted in his mouth, suffocating him as he coughed deliberately, feeling a sharp pain up his nasal holes. "Did it came out your nose? Fuck, my bad." The stranger cheekily wiped his nose, grabbing a tissue to help (m/n) who blew his nostrils into it.

"There's so much, look!" He tossed the wet fabric at the guy behind him. "You're gross, man." "Shut up." The (h/c) was panting, drooling milky fluid from his lips as he shoved his ass against the man behind him. "C'mon, I need more. More cum, more cock-" He slobbered, wiggling his ass.

"So eager." The guy in front cooed at him.

"Pull him up."

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"Ahh! Ah! Anggh! Urmm! S'deep- mmff! Cock's so big-!"

(m/n) wailed, his hips pulled behind him, as his arms was restricted with a leather fabric. He was suspended in the air, ropes pulling his arms from the hook of the ceiling and the only thing that was close to a surface was the penis that was nestled in his ass, pounding up into him.

"You're so beautiful like this. A waste if we don't use it, hmm?" The (h/c) nodded, kissing the stranger in front of him, the other man still fucking his back as they had switched their spots. His toes could barely reach the floor and his nipples were pinched by a toy clip, intensifying his pleasure as the man in front played with the pressure, releasing and clipping his sensitive buds.

Their tongues mashed together along with their dicks. The stranger humping onto his stomach, their precum dripping heavily onto the floor. "Mm ahh! Ackk-!" He gagged when the man shoved his tongue deep inside his mouth, somehow touching his uvula as he licked his palate, coating his mouth with his drool.

His ass was moving harshly against the man behind, skin was irritated from being pounded and previous cum was dripping onto the floor. (m/n)'s hands moved to grab his buttcheeks, spreading it so his rim was entirely exposed, liking the full bare pressure on his hole. "F-fucking perv'- mmngg! With an ass fat full of cum, I'm shocked if you're not pregnant after this."

The man licked his ear, sucking on his shell and thrusting his tongue into the canal earning a squeal from the (h/c). His cock was grabbed and was jacked off, the man behind him speeding up his pounds as he bursted his semen into (m/n)'s hole, pouring deeply along his walls.

The clips snapped on his chest, (m/n) screaming and creaming into the hand, someone bit his cheek, playfully pulling the skin. "Someone deserves a reward. For being such a good bucket for us." He pulled out, laughing at the amount of cum that dripped while holding the (h/c)'s hips.

(m/n)'s stomach was coated with fluids, the man in front cumming and slobbered the tip all over his skin. (e/c) eyes were drowsy as they moved him, his legs touching the floor as he sat obediently like a dog infront of the two who were jacking off to his face.

"Nice body, nice face...man, you're just built for this, aren't you?"

He nodded drowsily, whining as he grappled onto their dicks, greedily pointing it into his mouth. "No, no. Only good bitches get to drink cum. And you're the best one out there." The man slapped his face, (m/n) whimpered as he stared up at the two, pouting.

"Fucking hell, I can't with that look..." The other jerked off faster, moaning as he rubbed (m/n)'s cheek. "He's a bit rough, does it hurt?" "I like it. I like getting slapped." (m/n) confessed drunkenly, with a grin like telling his mother he got an A on his test.

The man laughed, rambling on how cute and confident the (h/c) is before slapping him as well. The (h/c) hissed, pulling his face back to face them with his mouth open. "Told ya' he's the best."

Both of them fastened their pace, inching closer to (m/n) who was eyeing their red tips, eager to swallow the salty liquid before one of them pushed his lower jaw up to close his mouth. "Not there."

Suddenly, they placed their tips onto his forehead, cumming sperm onto his skin, dripping down his face, cheeks and it slobbered over his eyelids. Some of it got into his hair as (m/n) whined. "What a waste.." One of them, the one who had slapped him first, rubbed the semen into his cheek, running his thumbs in circles.

"It won't be. You've got two dicks to cover for. Unless you're that fucking greedy."

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(m/n) wasn't sure how coherent he was, sure he was drunk but his body was tired used over and over again. So many rounds and so many toys. His body was submitted into so many forms of horny torture.

His waist was strapped, his cock was tied with a ribbon, his hole was explored, them playing archer to see who could shoot his cum the most into his twitching hole while they locked his mouth with a gag ball.

His back had whip marks, one of them using a leather toy to whip his skin when he was riding the other. (m/n) had came so much at that time, shooting his sperm so much that it hit the guy's face he was bouncing on.

His ass was soft from how much they pounded into him, smacked and they loved it when their cum spilled out of his hole, dripping down his thighs as they fucked themselves into him more, watching how it squelched and the sticky strands connecting their skin together.

Currently, he was laying on someones chest, his legs pushed up as he mumbled incoherently with a dick static deep in him. "I...ugh...urm..." (m/n) didn't react much when a finger dipped inside his filled hole, pulling at his rim and he hissed when they pushed his walls. His mind was somehow clouded and blank, letting the two strangers stretch their hole, as one of them climbed on top of him, coating himself with lube.

"This one's for you, (m/n)." He cooed at the drunk (h/c) who gripped onto the man under them for stability, digging his nails into his bicep. The (h/c) couldn't breathe, his ass full with a cock and a tip slowly pushing past his strained rim. "I-It's gonna rip. Fuck- t-too full!"

"You were the one begging to have your ass shoved up with two dicks. Did you forget already?" He teased the drowsy (h/c), slowly pushing in as (m/n) clenched onto both of them, whining how much it hurts with his dick flat against his stomach.

"You'll be okay, it won't tear." The man under him comforted him, rubbing his nipples and licking at his nape. "This is your reward, remember? For being the best cum dump."

They moved slowly together, moaning at the heat and tightness and (m/n) had it the most. Screaming and cumming when they fucked him gently before gradually speeding up, using him as a cocksleeve. Grabbing his waist and pulling at it to slam him on both their cocks, the (h/c) crying how his ass was too full and they were bound to break his hole.

"Ngg-gah! Too much-TOO MUCH!" He screamed again when he both tips pushed against his prostate, kissing it as they pounded into him more and more, his legs pushed up to his shoulders. "Mmng angh anh shit shit!" He cussed as he felt like he was gonna come again, but tilted his head when nothing came out of his dick.

It was a drygasm, his hole unconsciously squeezing harshly onto both cocks. The one under him stayed still inside, yelping as he bursted inside (m/n)'s hole while the other pulled out, shooting his sperm at the (h/c)'s twitching rim, painting both the stranger's balls and (m/n)'s hole with his cum.

(m/n) wasn't sure what happened after, he was lying on the bed numb and full. The two men were talking to each other, their hands stroking his hair and his sore thighs. They turned their attention to him when he whined, annoyed how their focus wasn't on him.

"Prince finally woke up. Thought you died there, got him thinking we killed you with our dicks." "I was worried, you asshole. You went crazy on his body like a damn animal." "You slapped him first??"

They argued and (m/n) realised he had been laying in someone's lap. His thighs were gently massaged and his hair was being played with. He could get used to this.

"It was...good. I feel satisfied." He rambled mindlessly, the man rubbing his legs laughed. "If two men can't satisy you, then I'm worried what will." They were all chatting like friends despite being strangers in each other mere hours ago.

"Annh." (m/n) opened his mouth as he kneeled on the floor, showing off his tongue and he caught the guy off guard, his face amused and shocked by his enthusiasm. "Wow. I'm impressed, really. Don't have anymore in me. Unless you wanna be a real toilet."

"Just give me whatever. Whatever it is, I'll take it like a good whore." The other rubbed his hair, raking his fingers through his locks. "Consider it as a present then." He mumbled as the other one rubbed his penis in (m/n)'s face.

"Open wide!"

He jokingly slurred, pouring hot liquid onto (m/n)'s face who grinded onto their feet, squealing as the fluid came into contact with his skin. "Hah...hah...ha..." It wasn't cum. It definitely wasn't cum.

"We're going to have so much fun."

[END SCENE]

Afterthoughts :

I got horny mb

Keep in mind that these are empty characters, no connection to my ocs and these are just me being horny after class again. Please dont rq more of these weirdos cuz i genuinely donno who theyre gonna be. Ong someone tip me cuz im going broke ARGH Goodbye LOL

Edit : got off of my high...i donno what to feel abt this. The fact that theres no set character makes it feel bland, its literally just my desire to be squished in a threesome. Oh well this just proves that sex is better w feelings🥰 (im watching blue lock tonight!)

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@tehyunnie @rainnyydaysworld @webwanderer @a-short-ass-disappointment @chikai-k @mello-life25 @miyuuuki @simpsations

[singsangseung]

Like a dog in heat- Kim Seungmin

Welcome back! I have been having some thoughts on mr.Kim Seungmin and this is where it got me…:D

Summary: you have been feeling needy for your boyfriend, and he thinks it’s funny, seeing you that way. All you want to do is play but all he wants to do is tease

Warnings:SMUT, degradation kink, mention of periods/menstruating, fem!reader, reader is referred to as-puppy,slut,whore, unprotected piv sex(not on my Christian Minecraft server),rough sex, seungmin being an asshole(teasingly), creampie,oral sex(f!receiving), cursing,spitting, he hits readers thigh and ass,um idk what else :3

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You had just gotten off of your period, 3 days ago and that meant you have been super horny for the past week and 3 days. The three days because you wanted your energy fully recharged so you could have a good fuck-session—and seungmin could last for hours. It was astounding how he could go on so long. Cumming into you and still being hard as a rock, after.You missed having Seungmin’s cock in you, and his mouth on you. Sure, you had given him blowjobs and you made out while you were on your period, but it never holds a candle to him eating you out or fingering you or your favorite….him fucking you.

You needed it , you craved it.

That leads you to now, you and Seungmin have been making out for the past ten minutes, with you on your back. You were down to your underwear—a lacy black set he gifted you— and him down to his boxers. Slightly pulling away from his lips you whispered,”Please Seungie. Need you,” you whined, trying to push your hips up to his. “Need what puppy? I’m right here,” he chuckled, placing kisses down your neck and chest.”Gotta tell me exactly what you want,” he mumbled, kissing down your stomach.”Want my fingers? Mouth? ……” he paused, pulling your panties down your legs.

Yes…all of the above. You needed all of it.

You couldn’t speak, the sheer need for him and his teasing knocking the words from you. “I-I..” you managed to choke out and he laughed. Smack. You felt a hot sting on the inside of your thigh,”I asked you a fucking question,puppy.” He barked, holding your legs apart; your cunt clenching around nothing and absolutely drenched, your arousal leaking from your whole. Whining, you tried to push your pussy to his mouth, before he held your hips down. “Answer my fucking question, puppy.” He seethed, sucking a hickey into your thigh. “Fuuuc! Mouth, please!Please, Minnie!” You groaned, fisting a hand of his hair. Then, he got to work. Chuckling, he licked a bold stripe from your entrance to your clit, collecting your arousal and spitting it back onto you. “Fuck, what a sweet little pussy,” he moaned, his eyes closing as he ate you out with vigor. Bumping his nose into your clit, he prodded his tongue into your entrance and shook his head back and forth . Fuck, he was good with his mouth. Clenching your eyes shut, you arched your back, pulling his hair. “Hnnnngh! Fuuuuck -fuck fuck! So fucking good Minnie.” You moaned, your thighs threatening to close around his head. Looking up at you with hooded eyes, he spat more of your fluid onto your clit and smirked. “Yeah?You like when I eat your filthy pussy, puppy?” He murmured out, licking around your pussy, and sucking your clit. Whimpering, you nodded, eyes rolling back into your head. “Oh my fuck! Yeeaahhhh, feels so fucking good..Hnnnnngh.” You cried, tugging the roots of his hair. Pulling away from your cunt, Seungmin leaned up to kiss you,”Yeah, your pussy is so sweet,too,puppy. Here…..try some.” He whispered the last part, kissing you , the taste of your arousal falling on your tongue. “So sweet yeah?” He whispered against your lips.

Nodding, you tugged his hair gain to hold him close to you, not noticing as he slipped two of his fingers into you. “Oh! Fuck, seungminnnnn!” You whined, eyes rolling back and your head falling onto the pillows. “Yeah? You like when I fuck your little pussy with my big fingers?” He crooned, fucking his fingers into you faster and using his thumb to rub your clit. “Hnnnnngh! Mmmmm fuck! Yes!” You cried, hips grinding onto his hand. Shoving your hips down, Seungmin snapped at you, “look at you so fucking desperate, Like a fucking dog in heat. You wanna cum that bad?” With your eyes still closed, you whined and nodded, unable to speak. But, that wasn’t enough for him, no no. Forcefully taking your jaw in his hand, he fucked into you even faster. “I said do. You.want. To.cum. Or are you too fucking stupid to understand that,puppy?” He seethed through his teeth. Shaking your head, you whimpered, feeling the walls of your pussy clench around his fingers.”Hnnngh! Yes! Yes- please ! Wanna. Cum! ‘M so close!” You begged, feeling the knot in your stomach reaching its limit.

“Cum.like the desperate little whore you are….Cum.”

With a final thrust from his fingers and circle of your clit, you came …..HARD. Crying, you threw your head back, the knot in your stomach unraveling at lightening speed. Your orgasm gripping you like a vice, your fluids gushed out a you. “Yeeeeeeessssss! Fuck fuck fuuuucckkkkk! So good , thank you minnie!” You cried, your legs clamping shut . Glowering down at you, Seungmin smiled. “Yeah, such a good puppy…..giving me such a good orgasm. Fucking soaked me,whore.” He chastised, holding up his dripping hand. Oh. “Too bad, I’m not done with you.” He smirked, pulling off his boxers, rock hard dick slapping his toned stomach. Fuck.

In the blink of an eye, he had maneuvered you to be face down and ass up. Holding the base of his dick in his hand, he slid the tip through your folds. “Fuck, can’t wait to fuck this tight pussy.” He hissed, tapping the tip against your clit. “You want that,puppy? Want me to fuck this whore pussy?” He barked, smacking your ass. Nodding, you whined and turned your head to see him over your shoulder. “Fuck, yes please.” “Say it, puppy. Say you want me to your fuck your whore pussy.” He groaned, pushing his tip in,only to pull it back out. “Yes! I want you to fuck my who-“ you whimpered, crying out as he slammed his whole length into you. “Yeeeah, so fucking tight,pup.” Seungmin groaned, setting a brutal pace. “How are you so tight?” He whispered, more to himself. You were so overcome with pleasure , that you couldn’t even speak. Seeing your already fucked out state, seungmin chuckled. “Aw, is my little puppy too dumb to speak? My big cock too much for you, puppy?” He sneered, reaching a hand into your hair. Shaking his head, he thrusted even harder into you and pulled your hair. “Too fucking bad. Take my fucking cock,slut.” He growled, letting go of your hair and you fell back against the pillows. “Too fucking dumb to speak. How pathetic.” Smack. A smack to your ass. Another smack.

Wreathing, you looked up at him, your walls clenching and eyes glossy. “Fuck. Min, I’m close. ‘ You cried, hands gripping the pillow so hard that your knuckles went white. “Yeah? You’re close,pup?” He crooned, punctuating every word with a harsh thrust of his hips. His tip was getting your g-spot with every thrust. You weakly nodded, feeling the knot in your stomach almost breaking and whimpered. “Y-yes. I’m gonna cum,min min.” You whined, walls clamping on the shaft of his cock like a vice. Snap, your orgasm hit you. “Oh my fucking god! Oh fuck fuck fuck! “ You cried, legs shaking as your cum gushed out of you, again and again. Looking down at where his dick was pushed into you, Seungmin groaned. “Fuck, yeah, puppy. Soak my fucking cock like that. Gripping me so fucking tight. Can’t even move in that pussy,whore.” He groaned, as you cried and wailed, the pleasure causing you to see white.

But, he had yet to cum. So, before you could even register—in your post orgasm state— Seungmin flipped you onto your stomach with your legs on his shoulders and lined his cockhead up with your entrance. “One more, slut, I know you can take it. Then, I’ll give you my cum and fill you to the brim.” He smiled, before pushing his cock back into you. “Fuuuck, puppy. So fucking wet.” He groaned, starting to set a steady pace and lolling his head to rest on his shoulder. You could only moan, pulling him down to kiss you. Lips interlocked, you mumbled against his lips. “Soo big Minnie. You’re so deep,fuck.” You whined, into his mouth. His jaw went slack, and he continued thrusting,”I’m close, fuck. Cum one more time for me,” he panted out, reaching one hand to rub quick circles onto your clit. “C’mon, baby. Give me one more. I’m nearly there.” His fingers sped up and you sucked in a breath. “Fuck, min. Gonna cu-“ you started, before your orgasm hit you and you gushed over him again. “Yeah yeah yeah! Fuck meeeeee! I’m cumming,baby. “He whined, his hips faltering before stalling. Groaning into your neck, he came. Rope after rope of his white cum filling you to the brim “Yeah , take my fucking cum.” He smiled, eyes glassy and completely spent.

After catching his breath, he slowly pulled out, seeing the way his cum seeped out of your hole. “Full, that’s so hot, baby.” He mumbled, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips before collapsing next to you. “Hi, my love,” He cooed, seeing you still panting. “Hi, handsome,”You smiled, your chest still heaving. ‘You feel okay?” He whispered, running a hand over your hair, as you nodded , a yawn escaping your lips . “Mmmmmm. I feel good baby, just tired.” You giggled, your eyes threatening to shut, ‘just wanna nap.” Giggling, Seungmin kissed your hairline and smiled, a yawn escaping him . “Mmm, let’s nap.”

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[actuallysaiyan]

Showing Your Loyalty(Renji Abarai x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, oral sex(male receiving), rough oral sex, degradation, praise, bodily fluids, dub con, face fucking, dark themes word count: 0.9k pairings: Renji Abarai x Fem!Reader summary: Renji overhears you talking about how you'd fuck Kenpachi during a game of Truth or Dare with your gal pals, so he teaches you a lesson in loyalty... taglist: @beneathstarryskies @misty-angerose @seireiteihellbutterfly @yeowangies @benkeibear

“You think you can just run your mouth like that? I heard what you said.” Renji grunts as he grips your hair.

“Ren, I’m sorry! We were all just playing a dumb game.”

He looks at you, wondering how exactly to punish you. There’s only one thing on his mind. Only one way to truly show you how you can make it up to him. After the bullshit you’ve been pulling today and how you’ve been acting lately.

“You’re playing around with me and it pisses me off. I thought I had a loyal girl,” Renji growls as he pushes you down onto your knees. “I heard what you said with the girls. You said you wanted to fuck Kenpachi, huh?”

With one hand still holding your hair tightly, the other one undoes his pants and pulls them down. His hard cock slaps against his abdomen, and your eyes widen when you see all that precum leaking from it. You can tell that he’s pent up and angry, but also he’s very aroused.

“Gonna put this mouth to good use. Since you want to be a brat and mouth off, I’m going to make you pay for what you said.”

Renji forces you down onto his cock. Your mouth hangs open as the thick girth of him splits open your lips. You moan as the musky flavor of him hits your tongue. Your eyes water as he begins pumping his hips. You gag and choke the minute the head of his cock hits the back of your throat. Renji holds you down there for a few minutes, with your nose pressed into his dark pubic hair.

“Awhh what’s the matter, angel? Can’t talk? Maybe this is all your pretty mouth is good for.”

He begins pumping his hips once more, making you bob up and down his cock. His fingers stay tangled in your hair, forcing you up and down to his pleasure. Drool dribbles from your plump lips, dripping down your chin and onto your shirt. Your heart races as you try your best to steady yourself.

“You gonna swallow my cum, honey? Gonna be a good girl for me this time?”

Renji growls as you swallow around him. He can feel a tingling sensation in his spine. His legs are shaking as you continue to suck him off. He pulls you off his cock to breathe, and he looks down at you with such a hungry look in his eyes. Renji slaps your lips with the tip of his cock, laughing at your pathetic little reaction.

“Oh? You don’t like being treated like such a slut? Maybe you should be loyal to your boyfriend.”

He then pushes you back down to swallow his length. You choke and sputter, breathing through your nose as best as you can. Your hands come out to hold onto his thighs as Renji begins fucking your mouth once more. The grunts and growls that erupt from him are downright animalistic.

“Come on, honey! You can suck cock good. I know you can cause you have sucked my cock the best…or is this because you’d rather choke on my former captain’s cock? Is that it? Wanna choke on Kenpachi’s horse cock?”

Renji’s words are going straight to your core. You attempt to squeeze your thighs together for a little relief. Renji smirks as he sees the way you react to his goading. He knows you’ll be a good girl, but he wants to test you. He knows you’ve had an innocent crush on Kenpachi for some time.

“Does he know how easy it is to make you cum? I bet you fantasize about that.”

You whine and try to steady yourself. Renji pushes you down till your nose presses down onto his pubic bone. And his hips still keep going. He’s fucking your throat at his point. One of his hands comes down to feel him bulging in your throat.

“Gonna make me cum, princess. I need you to swallow it all.”

Your eyes widen as you look up at him. He’s smirking as he watches you attempt to take even more of his cock. You’re just drooling all over his shaft at this point. Your tongue is out, trying to lavish his balls. Renji feels his knees buckling again. He’s so close, yet he wishes this could last forever.

“You gonna be my good girl?”

You try to say ‘yes’ with your mouth so full of cock. Renji grunts at the way you’re being so obedient right now, but it’s not like you’ve got much of a choice. He begins to fuck your face faster. His balls are slapping against your chin with every rough thrust.

“Fuck—oh fuck your mouth is so fucking good,” Renji whines. “I’m fucking cumming! Swallow it all!”

His cock throbs with every pulse of his cum sliding down your throat. You moan and whimper; the vibrations adding to the already intense sensations of him cumming. His legs shake as the waves of electric pleasure wrack through his body. Then slowly, he stops moving his hips and lets go of your hair.

“Open your mouth,”

You do as commanded, showing him how you swallowed every little drop. Then Renji leans down and gives you a deep kiss. Tasting himself on your tongue makes his cock twitch agonizingly. When he pulls away, he’s got a bit of a dazed look in his eyes.

“Good girl. Now get on your hands and knees with your ass up. I’m not done with you.”

[the-heartlines]

{cregaemma} for @lambsblood

cregan x aemma velaryon (oc little sister of jace velaryon)

dd:dne | 1.1K | underage drugged somno cunnilingus feat. size kink & period kink (ALL the bodily fluids tbh)

“and since he couldn’t fuck her with his cock, he’d take what he could with his fingers, his tongue, his teeth.”

Aemma was finally his, unmoving, unconscious, the drugs he’d snuck into her drink working their magic. He wanted just a taste, to sample his little girl’s sweetness, before her brother got a chance to steal it from him, corrupt her virgin cunt, her untouched womb, with his cum leaking out of it. Because Jace was possessive of his little sister, even more so than her uncle Cregan.

And Jace would kill him with his bare hands if he fucked her before he did, before he asked permission. For Aemma belonged to her brother, her actual blood relative, before him, a feral, mangy wolf who was taken in by Jace’s family when Cregan had lost all of his own.

Cregan laid her small body across his unclean, unmade bed, that stunk of him, his sweat and semen—wanting her soft, innocent smell to dominate it, to linger and stay forever. For he’d chain her to his bed forever, never let her leave his sight, always full of him, his cum, begging him to put a baby inside her.

Cregan palmed his huge erection through his jeans, eyeing her dark hair fanned across her face, rosy freckled cheeks, concealing her lovely plush lips he wanted to kiss, to feel wrapped around the thick head of his meat, while he ruined her throat, robbed her of every ounce of innocence and childhood still rooted inside her.

“Sweet little Aemma,” he brushed her hair from her gorgeous face, smiling big and wide, a wolfish one to match his inner beast that lurked beneath his flesh—dangerous, daring, the devil incarnate. “My little princess.” He kissed her forehead like a father, affectionately, but his lips lingered longer on her skin, like a lover’s, his nose inhaling her scent, savoring every bit of her. 

“My Aemma.” Cregan groans, kissing her fully on the lips, wishing she were awake, wishing she didn’t have to be drugged for him to have her under him like this. He wants to hear her words, her little moans and gasps, her groans and whimpers—her begging him for more or to stop—he didn’t care. He just wanted his Aemma to know that it was him who would corrupt her, taint her, take away her girlhood from her. And since he couldn’t fuck her with his cock, he’d take what he could with his fingers, his tongue, his teeth.

He kisses his way down her throat towards her breasts, teeth enclosing around the first button of her plaid shirt he let her borrow, one her tiny body was swimming in, ripping it from the front of it. He spits it out on the floor, tearing the forest green fleece from her body with his hands, revealing her bare small tits to his starving gaze. 

“Fuck, all for me, huh, little princess?” His hands grope, squeeze, calloused cracked fingertips twist her puffy nipples, gauging her reaction, seeing if she will wake from her sweet dreams. Her long lashes flutter gently against her cheeks, concealing her pretty sparkling doe amethyst eyes from him.

Cregan sucks one hard peak into his mouth, his hands traveling to her waist, unbuttoning and unzipping her shorts, pulling them from her body, his fingers finding the front of her pure white underwear, surrounded by dark pubic hair, soaked through with something warm, messy, red. “Oh fuck, little Aemma, you’ve ruined your pretty panties,” Cregan growls kissing his way down her petite stomach, one he imagines bulging with his wide cock deep inside her guts, with his thick head hitting her cervix, even penetrating the entrance to her tiny womb, giving her all his cum, every ounce, making her take every inch. 

“God, I wanna fuck you so badly, sweet girl. But for now, I’ll just have to taste you.” Cregan takes a deep breath in and out through his nostrils, rubbing his nose along the crotch of her scarlet stained underwear, before licking a wet across her covered pussy, her coppery musk exploding across his taste buds like spectacular fireworks, awakening the beast once and for all. Sliding her panties to the side he begins to lap at her sticky, hairy, bleeding pussy like a hungry wolf, groaning, growling in the back of his throat low and guttural. Undoing his jeans and yanking his veined, uncut dick out, Cregan begins to stroke it with every quick filthy lashing of his tongue against her folds to satiate as much of the creature that wants to rip, ravage, and ruin this sweet young heavenly angel below him. 

And then he hears his princess utter a sigh in her sleep; a quiet soft vulnerable noise that makes his blood sing, heart drum, veins alight with fire. He wishes she’d moan his name, scream it out, sob it for him. But Aemma doesn’t, uttering another’s, one that makes Cregan green with envy, but makes his cock ache unbearably and throb harder.

“Jace,” she whispers, eyes still closed, her hips humping against Cregan’s mouth and he fists his cock faster in his calloused hand, sucking on her clit angrily, wanting to bite into it, use it as his chew toy, because he’s so goddamn furious, but so goddamn aroused. And close, so close.

“Mmm, ahhh,” Aemma moans and Cregan slips his thick middle finger into her hole gingerly, careful not to pop her succulent cherry, her brother’s name on her lips reminding him that Aemma won’t ever be wholly his, that’ll he’ll forever be second to her own flesh and blood, her big brother. 

But as her honorable, loyal dog—wolf—her predator on the prowl, the girl he’s searched for his whole life, he’ll always be there to please his princess, bring her pleasure.

“Mmm, yes sweet princess, come all over your uncle’s face, mark me, claim me! Aemma!” Cregan pants and hums around her pretty clit, beard completely sopping wet with her slick and beautiful blood that he never wants to wash from it. Always smelling of her. His calloused finger crook cruelly into her, anchoring into her like a hook, luring her orgasm from her fast and brutal.

And then his teeth bite into her hardened swollen rosy bud, like a bear trap catching its prey between its sharp steel, sending a shockwave through her drugged out, overstimulated, unconscious body. 

And she’s watering his parched throat, squirting, pissing cum and blood, feeding him and Cregan feasts, lapping up all Aemma’s secretions, grunting, gutturally groaning, spurting all his pent up semen into his own rough hand, wishing he could plug her up with it. Breed her with a litter of pretty pups that would be half his blood and half hers. 

But Aemma is private property, belonging to her elder brother, who dangles his ownership of her around her throat; a collar linked with rusty barbed wire leash, that says: trespassers beware. And Cregan is a trespasser, only allowed to steal his prized possession away for a little while, until they’re both caught, entrapped by the hunter. The master of them both.

[inactivewattpadauthor]

Johnny Cage x Celebrity Reader

~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tonight's walk with your celebrity peer was supposed to calm you after the shitshow of an interview you had as a guest on a television host show.

Maybe the walk wasn't helping because the flickering street annoyed your senses. Or you could see the stars to a bare minimum due to light pollution.

This area is where famous or rich people commonly reside, so it's what you indirectly asked for.

"I don't get why you're surprised, Y/n. Her last name literally is a few letters off from spelling 'Degenerate'. I told you she was going to ask questions like those." Your beloved doucebag friend tries to console you. You didn't know if he was even making it worse.

"Okay, I know what you said before, Cage! I wasn't actually expecting her to just- I don't know- blurt out my personal business and try to put me on the spot." You glared at him.

"Did you not watch when Swift was-"

"Let's not talk about that." You cut him off and kept walking down the street with him, trying to brush off the embarrassment and anger.

After a brief moment of silence, Johnny sighs. "Honestly, don't take what she said to heart. Coming from me, you're amazing!"

Getting a genuine compliment from the famous actor Johnny Cage was something many can't achieve.

"Coming from you, I guess that makes me feel better." You smile a bit. "Anyways, how is the set on Ninja Mime goi-"

"Are you Y/n L/n?!" Both of you hear someone scream ahead. So much for a quiet night walk...

There stood some guy who looked around your age, looking very surprised to see you. Only you, he didn't seem to acknowledge Cage.

"Oh, erm, good evening!" You offered a shy smile. Still becoming a growing celebrity, you weren't quite use to interacting with fans. Despite being on stage a few times, but it's partially different.

The fan ran to you, making you tense up in alert, but he only extended out a hand.

To you, it wasn't a big deal to give a fan a simple handshake, not until he said something unnecessarily random.

"Wow, you looked a lot slimmer in your photos."

It just didn't click until you noticed him looking you up and down which made you pretty uncomfortable.

And that comment alone made Johnny take his sunglasses off to eye the boy in a disgusted manner. Unfortunately, it didn't end there.

Retrieving your hand away and brushing it on your clothes, you let out a fake laugh before you and Johnny moved along past.

"Well, nice to meet you. I wish you a goodnight." You politely dismissed.

The fan frowned just before speeding in front of you. "Wait! Can I maybe get your phone number? Or you can follow me on my social media! I pretty much have everything you got-"

"Ohh, no thanks! Sweet of you, but I'm okay!" You smile wider, getting more uncomfortable to the point you reached for your friend's hand for comfort or perhaps help.

"But-"

"Hey, buddy, she said no! Go back to your room and jerk it!" Johnny snapped, pulling you behind him to be protective.

The fan didn't take lightly to the confrontation. "I wasn't talking to you! Your movies fucking suck!"

You grimaced, knowing that one was a strike to Johnny's ego. You butt in before it escalates further.

"If I take a picture with you, would you be happy with that?" You asked the obsessed male, patting Johnny so he moves out your way. He still kept an irritated glare on the boy.

"Sure, I'd like that. But can I still get your-"

Johnny pulls you away before the boy finishes his greedy requests. "Lesson thirty-six, you offer a fan one thing, you give them EVERYTHING."

Before you even replied, the fan tries grabbing you back which made you panic.

Letting out a yelp, Johnny was alerted and did not hesitate to punch the creep. The delivered hit caused the fan to fall on the concrete, a little red fluid leaking from his nose and covering a bit of his teeth.

"You don't ever touch her! I don't care if you're her biggest fan!" Cage scolded loudly at the fan who seemed pretty knocked out after that single hit.

You let out a relieved sigh. You didn't exactly want the fan to get hurt, but no matter now, he's going to leave you alone now.

"Come on, we'll get you back to your condo." Johnny calmly tells you, wrapping an arm around you and escorting you away.

For a douchebag, he was a pretty loveable friend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

[taeyongsfemdom]

| Hunted |

•contains: masks, stalking mention, taeyong gets fucked by a gun (not your speed then don't read) small chase scene, disgustingly obsessed reader, choking and a small blood mention.

•This was requested by an anonymous ask and I got to work immediately honey. I actually had this idea bubbling away in my brain for a few months but I was worried about it because of the things that was gonna be included in it, so I'm glad someone asked for this haha.

•also taeyong has a pussy in this..pretty sure y'all are used to (and wanting) that in this universe.

(12:00 AM. Midnight)

"Where on earth is she?"

Taeyong was waiting for you to arrive home from your event, he couldn't sleep well without you. You promised him that you would be home no later than midnight, he grabbed a glass of water from the sink to try and relax until-

~CRASH~

"H..hello? W..who's there?"

The loud noise from the living room caused Taeyong to jump, light footsteps were heading towards him as you appeared from behind the wall wearing a black hoodie with a bedazzled mask with crossed out eyes and mouth that was covering your face. Your gloves were coated in blood from a fresh kill in your basement so you were still high from the metallic smell, watching him retreat away from you looking for a way to escape.

"Run......"

"SOMEONE HELP!!!!! HELP ME!!!"

Taeyong rushed up the stairs screaming as you chased him, his head looking back as he ran down the hallway of the top floor. The little thing pushed over a small table to stop you but you jumped right over it like a hurdle...looks like the gym training helped.

"HELP!!!!!!! GODDESS HELP ME"

You caught up to him quickly since you knew the house better than he did. He looked back one more time before noticing you were gone, he stopped right in front of your office door trying to frantically open it before you could find him. With a loud slam, Taeyong ran inside to hide under your desk and stayed as quiet as possible, his ragged breathing stopped when the office door opened.

"Oh Taeeeeeyyoonnnggg! Come out, come out, wherever you arrrreee"

"I can smell that coffee and whiskey on you. I know you're in here...."

Your voice was dark and distorted due to the mask, it was impossible for him to figure it was you. Once at the desk, you bent your head down to the opening under it.

"SURPRISE!"

He let out a blood curdling scream as you pulled him out from under the desk, you pushed his petite little body down while he kept struggling. His pretty nipples getting hard under the short silk night dress from being trapped, you slid your gloved hand around his throat and leaned in close to his lips, the mask touching his nose as you laughed evilly.

"Didn't take long to find you. Been having my eyes on you, pretty thing"

"P..please don't hurt me, let me g..go please!"

"Someone looks a little terrified of me, don't worry because I'm gonna take very good care of you"

You looked down at the desk and saw how it got covered in a clear fluid. He was dripping all over because of how you were handling him, his cute face was a deep red color as you pulled out a gun that had rose accents along the handle. You glided the silver barrel against Taeyong's temple down to his sharp jaw, seeing him let out soft whimpers of terror that made smile wickedly.

"Dressed up all pretty for me, didn't you? I see the stuff you prance around in this house. I know you're in here all alone just dying for someone to tear you apart"

Your gloved fingers wrapped around his throat, a little yelp blessing your ears.

"And I don't think I'm going to let you go since your body is telling me something different"

More juices leaked from his pussy when you said that, your gloved hands rubbing his nipples roughly under the silk top that caused him to let out the filthiest moan to exist, your other hand grazing his cheek lightly to get him to relax, your desk was gonna need a thorough cleanup after this. You slide the barrel in-between his skinny legs, moving it up and down his slit causing his head to fly backward.

"Ooooohhh god!"

"Now what has nct's sweet little leader been hiding from me? Didn't know you were gushing like a waterfall, your gonna lose your mind when I do this"

The barrel slid inside him so deep and easily, Taeyong let out a small squeak as he opened his legs to give you more access. The blush on his face was terribly red as you moved the gun in and out of him, sweet juices coated it along with your hand. Those precious brown eyes turned black with lust with each movement of the gun in that pussy, your finger rubbing his clit to send him over the edge.

"Ugghh oohh fuck..mmmm...more!!!"

"So fucking pretty, I have you all to myself. All mine to have, maybe after this we could get married so I can fuck you nice and rough"

That little brain of his was shutting off as you picked up the pace, eyes fluttering half closed as he began to cum all over your gun. A spray of liquid hit your mask but you didn't move since you wanted to get showered, you watched drool escape from that mouth before roughly shoving your fingers down his throat to make him choke.

"You're MY dirty fucking slut. Mine."

"Y..yes! I'm yours"

Taeyong was still in a lusted out haze as you removed the mask from your head, your long hair flowing out from under it as he tried to process who you were.

"G..goddess??!"

"Hi, little rose. Did you have fun with your little fantasy?"

"F..fantasy?"

Your very sick tendencies were rubbing off Taeyong pretty quickly, he knew you always carried a gun on you and he mentioned to you that he wanted you to experiment gun play with him. He obviously didn't remember but you did, it stuck in your mind for months on end as you planned it thoroughly and safely. You gave him a kiss on the cheek and rubbed his plump bottom lip before helping him off the desk.

"I..I wanted you to do that?"

"Yes, sweet angel. And you enjoyed it too, the fact that you didn't stop me shows how slutty you are for me"

He blushed again as his body fell against yours due to legs being week from the orgasm along with cum still leaking from his cunt. His eyes going to your now wet gun before digging his face into your breasts from embarrassment.

"I..I love when you said that I belonged to you, you sounded so p..possessive. I loved it so much"

"I was serious when I said that. You're mine. Now let's get you cleaned up"

The End 💋

[waratah-moon]

happy birthday week!!!

could i request ‘dont kink shame me’ with eddie?

This screams cheerleader!reader to me. Early in their relationship... sweet girl is so innocent and Eddie's having such a hard time not corrupting her 🥺 thank you my love! 🎂 bday prompts list 🎂 masterlist / send me a message Warning: SMUT (guided hand job, oral m receiving, inexperienced reader)

It only took the slightest movement for Eddie' to gasp, a soft groan slipping past his lips. "Need you to stay still, baby girl."

"Why? I'm just getting comfy." You were sitting on his lap, watching him roll some joints in preparation for the big party happening at Michael Wright's tomorrow night. Eddie was nothing if not a business man.

"Because when you move, things happen."

"What do you-oh," you realised what he was alluding to, a small smile breaking the corners of your mouth. "Is that all it takes? Really?"

"Sweetheart I get hard if you look at me a certain way. Doesn't take much when I'm around you. Especially in those thigh highs."

"My socks are turning you on?"

"Don't kink shame me."

You let out an airy laugh, hopping off his lap and stretching your arms above head. Eddie bit his lip, eyeing the sliver of skin exposed by your lifted blouse, the backs of your thighs barely covered by your ridiculously short skirt. You turned to see him watching you, and you smiled, moving back to straddle him so you could see his face.

"Hi," you pressed a chaste kiss to either corner of his mouth before finally bumping your nose against his. When you moved, you could feel an unmistakable growing hardness beneath you.

You hadn't done much with Eddie, your relationship was less than two months old. Eddie always treated you like a delicate glass ornament that would break if he gripped you too hard. He knew that your previous experiences with exes weren't positive, so he was doing his absolute best to make sure you always felt safe. You'd only gotten up the courage to ask him to touch you beneath your clothes last week, and in that moment he focused solely on you and making you feel good. And god, you'd felt great. You'd been meaning to return the favour, but hadn't had the chance. And you weren't exactly sure how to anyway.

"Baby," he groaned when you pushed down, focusing your weight onto his lap. "What's gotten in to you?"

"Eds, I've been thinking. Last week, when you, you know," you drifted off hoping he'd catch your meaning so you wouldn't have to spell it out. He nodded, egging you to go on. "I wanna say thank you, properly. But I don't really know how."

"Baby girl, you don't have to-"

"I want to, Eds. I really want to," your hands slipped from his shoulders landing firm against his chest. "Can you show me?"

"Fuck, sweetheart. Are you sure?" You nodded, and he let out a breath, pressing his mouth against yours and prying your lips open with his. He pulled you down flush against his lap, and you instinctively rocked your hips. "Just like that baby girl. God, you're getting me so hard."

You whimpered. His crotch was grinding against you in such a way that it made your thighs clench. "Hop off and sit next to me." You did as he said and he quickly undid his zipper, pulling his jeans and boxers down and letting them fall to his ankles.

Eddie's cock stood to attention, the tip red and leaking, pressing against his stomach. Your mouth instantly watered at the sight and you reached out to touch it. His skin was taut along the shaft, but felt velvety soft. There was a prominent vein along the underside, and his breath hitched when you traced it to the tip. When you reached the tip, the pad of your finger brushed over the slit, smearing fluid around the head and down the shaft. Your hand went to grasp him but he stopped you.

"Wait, baby, lick your hand first, get it nice and wet." You licked your hand, tasting salt on your palm, returning it to his shaft. "Don't grip it too tight. Move your hand up and down."

You followed his instructions and he let out a groan when you squeezed near the base. "Like that?"

"Ye-yeah, exactly like that. Go a little faster." You quickened the pace, a growing wetness between your legs when his breathing became unsteady. You leant forward and blew a stream of cool air against the tip. His voice cracked. "Shit, shit, Jesus H Christ."

"Not good?" You looked up at him to see his eyes hooded.

"No, that felt incredible, keep going," he pulled on your pony tail, scratching your scalp. You leant forward again, kitten licking the tip and earning a shuddered breath from Eddie. He tasted like earthy musk and salt. It wasn't entirely nice, but your love for him outweighed the unpleasant taste. The head of his cock fit nicely in your mouth, filling out your hollowed cheeks perfectly. "Holy hell baby girl, what are you doing?"

"Dunno, it just felt right. Is it okay?"

"Yep, yep, yep. If you keep licking I'm gonna-" he yelped when you swirled your tongue around the head. "Fuck, pull back, I'm going to cum."

You leant back, your hand resuming it's earlier pumping motion and your thumb tapping the slit. Eddie came with low moan, gravely and deep, spurting white liquid over your hand. You couldn't help the grin that spread over your face; proud that you'd gotten that reaction from him.

"Holy shit, baby. Fuck," he raked his hand through his hair, pushing back the curls. He leant forward and kissed you softly. "Are you okay?"

"More than okay," you smiled, kissing his nose.

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read more cheerleader!reader here

[m1lfsh4ke]

Take it

Pairings : Marilyn Thornhill x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, g!p reader, classroom sex, breeding kink, squirting, praise, slight dumbification, degrading, choking

"Jesus Marilyn.." you groaned, slamming into her as her pussy leaks with her wetness. A string of her fluid is dripping down her thigh as you continued your brutal pace.

"Fuh-fuc-!" The redhead couldn't form words at this point. She was too focused on the pleasure of you holding her down to her desk by the nape of her neck as she braced her hand on the opposite edge of the wooded material

A few minutes ago, you had came into her classroom to discuss about the plans for the upcoming rave'n, but it seemed like Marilyn had other things in mind.

Your fingers dug into her hips as you violently slammed into her soaked pussy. All that's heard from her conservatory is the sounds of your bodies colliding, and Marilyn's moans getting higher with each hard thrust.

"Take it baby, take it.." you groaned, feeling her tighten around you as it got a bit harder to move.

"Y-Y/n, Y/n!~" she moaned, legs shaking as you  pounded into her from behind, not stopping your movements. You know she was close. So so close. You slightly bent down, grabbing her throat and pulling her up as you continued to fuck her in this new position.

Your hand wrapped tightly to her throat, still allowing an airway for her, and her back is pressed against your chest, as you continued to fuck into her.

She let out gasped moans, her glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose as it almost bounces off, due to the harsh movements. Marilyn shuts her eyes, your other hand coming to rub her clit as her legs grew weaker.

"You love this, don't you Marilyn? You knew I would've given this to you when your ass 'accidentally' brushed over my clothed dick, hm?" You questioned, a hint of degrading in your voice. She didn't answer you. All she could do was moan in response as you let out a huffed laughter.

You let her go, allowing her to fall back down into her desk as you flipped her around, her back hitting the wooden material.

"Pl-please- harder!-" Marilyn moaned as she lifted her glasses above her eyes, letting it rest on her hair. You grabbed her legs, pushing it up to her stomach giving you full access to her pussy.

"So eager.." you chuckled, thrusting into her to the point that the desk sort of scraps on the floor and everything starts to shake.

"Pl-please.. wan-wanna cum.." she whined, her hips moved to the rhythm of your pounding which you found adorable.

"Aww, my baby.. go ahead, cum all over my dick.." you cooed, slowing down your thrusts as a clear liquid shoots out of Marilyn as her body jitters. She moaned, coming down for her high as she slowly lowers her legs before you removed your dick, leaving the tip in and slamming back into her, causing the poor redhead to let out a whimper.

"Oh sweet thing.. mommy's not done with you yet.." you spoke, dumbing her down a little as she could only whimper. "I wanna see your pretty face when I fill you.."

You pushed open her legs once more, holding her down by the waist as you continued your brutal pace, again. "I-i can't!-" she let out a high pitch whimper, shutting her eyes as you admired her breast bouncing with each thrust. "Baby, mommys almost done.." you breathlessly spoke.

"You can take a little more for me, can't you? Don't you want to be mommy's good girl?" You whimpered, instantly making Marilyn tighten around you again. You knew she liked that and all you could do was smile. "Fu-fuck.. m-mommy's good girl.." she whined.

"That's right baby.. you're doing so good for me.. a little more, okay?" You wrapped a hand around her throat, admiring her features as you were close.

"C-cum in me- please!" She begged, circling her hips, trying to find more pleasure. You groaned, thrusting a few more times before she felt your load shoot right into her.

Her eyes rolled, back arched as her legs shook from the contact. Removing your dick, a string of her fluids mixed with your cum connected with the tip as the rest oozed out of her gaping hole.

"You did so good for me baby.." you praised, lowering down to take her lips with yours as you brought two fingers down to Marilyn's pussy and fingered your cum back in.

[mychlapci]

do you remember me saying "i need to make Rodimus wet himself?" yeah. here. mean dom Drift making Rodimus wet himself. read my fanfic, boy.

it’s also here, under the read more, if you don’t wanna be clicking links ⬇️

Rodimus was not crying. He wasn’t crying, he was just so full of fluids it had to go somewhere, duh.

Coolant lines rupturing to slick his plating up with warm antifreeze, oral fluid pooling in his intake, the optic lubricant dripping from his eyes and down his cheeks tasting slightly bitter and hot when mixed with the snot leaking out of his nose. 

„Please,” he begs, high-pitched and breathless, little clouds of steam coming out through the corners of his mouth, frame overheating. It’s a miracle that all the steam that’s sputtering from the inseams of his plating hasn’t caught fire yet. 

His legs are up in the air, knees knocking together as he squirms, pedes clenching as far as they could, swinging back and forth as he did his best to squeeze his thighs as close together as physically possible. His bare valve throbbed in tandem with his entire body, and he felt it not only in his system, but with his hands too, fingers tightly plastered to his poor pussy in a sorry attempt at keeping all the waste fluid in. 

„Please, let me use the bathroom, I can’t”–

Drift shushed him. There was a little bit of pity in his optics. Or none at all. Or a lot. Rodimus’ vision was too blurry to tell „You can do this, just wait a little longer,” 

There was a stopwatch somewhere, that Drift was keeping an eye on, counting down each slow, painful, second. He brushes Rodimus’ shoulder soothingly, although he really only wants to make sure Rodimus doesn't drift off and remains connected to his body. There is no challenge, no lesson, if he can simply ignore the pressure in his tank. 

„I can’t do this,” Rodimus shuts his optics, vents wheezing „Please. What else do you want me to say? I can’t hold it, Drift,” Rodimus swallows, and shyly, voice small, he adds: „I’m going to piss myself,"

„You’re holding it just fine,” Drift assures him, placing a gentle, yet firm hand onto one of Rodimus’ legs, stilling it as it kicked out into the air blindly „You said you’ll last,”

„I was wrooo-ah-ong,” Rodimus gasps out, trying to hit all the keywords that Drift wants to hear. There has to be something that he can say that’ll make Drift let him use the bathroom, there has to. He kicks his pedes in the air again, pressing his hands harder against his valve „I was wrong, please, I really need to”–

Rodimus’ babbling cut off with another gasp, a particularly harsh spasm wrecking his body made his head spin dizzy. He stares at the ceiling with bleary eyes „Let me use the bathroom, please Drift, let me go ,” 

Drift pushes Rodimus down when he tries to get up, putting more pressure onto his abdomen in the process, and he just smiles sweetly when he notices Rodimus’ face twisting in agony „You insisted you can hold it. You even turned down a bathroom break, Rodimus, this is all your fault,”

Rodimus shakes his head, the bedding rustling. More tears leak out, his tank cramping down, causing his entire body to shudder.

„Please,” 

„No,” Drift says, stern as ever.

„Please, Drift, I need to go,” Rodimus does a needy little full-body shake to relly hammer in his point.

„I said no, you still have a few minutes ahead of you,”

Rodimus sniffles. He feels so pathetic „I’m going to piss myself, Drift,”

„No you’re not,” Drift insists, and he pushes Rodimus’ leg a little bit further in, forcing pressure against Rodimus’ tank.

It’s in this moment, with the next pang of pain that shivers through his entire frame, causing his legs to twitch in the air, that Rodimus realizes the inevitable. 

He is going to piss himself. 

„Oh Primus, Drift ”– Rodimus’ valve suddenly feels so warm. And so do his hands. His aching waste tank starts pulsing slowly, deeply, as its contents start to spill out –„Ah, haa- I’m peeing, oh fuck, Drift, I’m peeing,”

„Rodimus!” Drift hisses out, but there is only half as much heat in his scolding as there probably should be. He tuts, but it’s only to hide his ever growing lust. 

„Ah, hah, I can’t stop it,” Rodimus attempts to clench his pelvic floor, but his frame breaks through his resolve easily, too exhausted by the holding to be listening to the silly orders coming from his processor. 

Waste fluid squirts out from between his fingers, and Rodimus squeaks and sobs, face burning hot, hot, hot with embarrassment, and he can’t blink fast enough to dissipate the tears. 

„Fuck,” he moans when the stream intensifies, and his hands let up a little bit, so that they don’t keep him from the impending relief. The waste fluid squirts out and dribbles onto the bedding with a quiet, shallow thud, staining the mesh sheets and possibly soaking through the padding. At some point, Rodimus began to rub his node, though he doesn’t know when, only that he did, and that his valve feels so much better now, hot and needy and wet. 

Drift leans in, unable to resist anymore, and Rodimus feels his hot tongue on his face-plate, lapping up the tears. Rodimus hiccups, his legs, still up in the air, twitch and he hooks his ankles over each other, taking his hands off his valve. He’s still pissing hard, waste tank spasming with each sputter of fluid that forces itself out of his overworked urethra. It does not help when Drift’s fingers drum over his abdomen, teasing his poor tank on purpose. 

His own panels are no doubt feeling warm at the sight of Rodimus’ plight. 

After a good while, the stream finally lets up, and Rodimus’ frame begins to relax, bit by bit, tight latches unlatching, plating snapped to protoform slowly loosening up to let the steam bubbling behind his vents out. His legs separate and, too weak to remain suspended, they begin to fall, though only one of them manages to hit the bed, the other is caught by Drift, who holds it up in the air. 

Drift kisses the side of Rodimus’ knee, hand trailing down, down, down, until his fingers are touching Rodimus’ sopping wet pussy, playing with the puffy lips. Rodimus squeaks, looking up at Drift, his face slick with tears and coolant and condensation and saliva. And he’s still peeing, a little trickle slowly coming out of his waste tank, tickling his aft and pooling below

„Aw, Rodimus, you wet the bed,”

„Shut up,” Rodimus mumbles, tucking his chin against his chassis, his frame burning with humiliation when his valve squirts out a little bit of piss right against Drift’s hand, his thighs twitching „Y- you made me,”

Drift grins, allowing Rodimus’ leg to fall to the berth, thighs spread open to show off his blinking anterior node „You’re blaming me for your shortcomings?”

Rodimus flushes harder „N- no! No, shut up,” 

„It’s okay,” Drift slowly crawls over him, planting a gentle kiss onto Rodimus’ quivering lips „You can make it up to me,” 

„Please don’t”–

„I’ll bring you a cup of energon,” 

Rodimus just sobs, his traitorous valve throbbing warmly against Drift’s hand.

[monsterfloofs]

Can I request some more stories with luxe plz?

Luxe (Gender Fluid Concubus) x Reader (Sfw)

(Hello!! Thank you for this note! I am so glad you like my Luxe. Here is a little short story I whipped up because I couldn't sleep ahah! I was really sick a few weeks ago, and whenever I feel abnormal I study how I feel and think so I can more accurately portray it in writing! >:) Also, I had a dream about this little story and I typically don't get to see my characters in my dreams?? So this made me super duper extra happy AAAAAAH, and was very motivating for me to get this written! I hope you enjoy! ♡)

Feeling unwell went from sniffling and coughing one day, to having a full blown bout of sickness the next morning. Coughing and hacking so much it made your chest hurt and your head spin. Your temple throbbed and tears leaked from the corners of your eyes as you drew the curtains and retreated back to bed. Rising to your feet was an undertaking. It made you dizzy, and a new wash of pain bored into your head.

There was no way you could go to work today. Yesterday you had felt the sickness creeping up on you, but the signs were manageable and kept working. After all, the castle was a busy place, and there was much to be done. Still, you hadn't expected to be knocked down so fast the next day. You reached for the mirror at your bedside. Blinking slowly as the soft glow made you squint your eyes. Drawing your finger across the surface, which rippled softly at your touch.

"Send a message to Luxe. . . Tell them that I won't be able to help them today.." Of course this is when a tickle rises in your throat and you cough to try and clear it. For a solid moment all you can do is cough, whatever upset your throat refused to be soothed. You couldn't cough deep enough, but the tickle managed to subside for you to rasp out.

"I'm sorry, I got sick. I just am not feeling good enough today." You ended the message with a swipe of your finger, then put the mirror face down on the table. You blow your nose with a tissue before rolling over in bed, pulling the covers over your head in an attempt to block out as much light as you can. The afternoon was spent in and out of consciousness, with the waste paper basket and night stand filling up with balled up tissues. Between sleeping, sneezing and coughing you did little else. Everytime you woke up, you pleaded with your body to go back to sleep. Being awake just felt too taxing, you had tried reading but the words floated off the page and it hurt your eyes to keep them open for too long.

Between sleeping you startle awake to a knock at your door. Hastily rubbing your eyes as a figure peeks around the corner at you.

"Did I wake you up?"

"It's okay," The words slither out in a slur between chapped lips. As Luxe tentatively steps inside, carrying a tray of soup.

"Oh darling, you look miserable."

"I feel mis. . . miserable" You agreed weakly. You blink slowly, and in between your eyes opening and closing Luxe crossed the room. From setting the tray down to pressing a cool washcloth against your forehead. You breathe a ragged hum, managing a thank you before your body wants to cough again.

"What can I get you love? What sounds good?"

"Nothing," You whisper, Luxe's painted lips purse as you take a breath. "I just wanna sleep."

"Alright," The butler murmurs gently, "Alright love, I will let you sleep." They put a little bell onto your nightstand. "Ring this if you need anything." They command sternly, and you nod your eyes refusing to stay open any longer.

It was only when you were drifting in and out of consciousness again, throwing blankets on and off between being too hot and too cold that you realized they referred to you as 'love'. Your brain was a little too sluggish to make much sense of the new term of endearment. Nevertheless, the name made you feel both cared for and guilty. They had stopped in the midst of their busy schedule to make you food you hadn't eaten. You tried some of the soup, which to your surprise was still hot. The warm liquid felt soothing to your throat. From a glance you could see vegetables and chicken floating in the broth. It should have been delicious but you just couldn't taste it, and found your stomach rejecting the soup after a few spoonfuls.

It was the middle of the night before you felt somewhat active. The headache was a dull throb behind your eyes as you slouched out of bed. Shoving tissues in your pocket as you wandered your way down the stairs. You felt groggy and out of touch, so you moved sluggishly and deliberately toward the kitchen. Watching your feet upon the stairs, clutching the hand railing tightly.

Luxe was in the kitchen, and their head jerks up, her expression rearranging into surprise as you shuffle in. "I thought I told you to ring for me,"

"It's. You're. So busy." You manage to warble out, was stringing words together always so hard? Your eyebrows push together as you wash your hands in the sink. You have to stop halfway through drying your hands to dab at your nose, which sends you back over to the sink. Unceremoniously stuffing a roll of tissue up your nose to stop the leak. Luxe lets out a soft huff, pushing back their immaculate bangs with their fingers.

"Darling, you know that you are not an imposition, don't you? You're sick for goodness sake."

You look down, running your thumb back and forth on the hand towel. Back and forth, back and forth. "Maybe." You croak, your eyes watering with tears. Luxe studies your face, a frown tugging on their lips. They cross over to you putting an arm around your shoulder which makes you flinch.

"You'll get s-"

"Sh,sh,sh." She shushes you and gives you a small kiss on your forehead. It makes you blink as more tears dribble from your eyes.

"I know you are perfectly independant, love. Perfectly capable of doing things on your own. Let me take care of you. Just a little."

You couldn't look them in the eyes. Staring at the floor before giving a weak nod. The arm around your shoulder slides away as they drift to the ice box, their tail twitching as they walk.

"I was going to save this for a treat, but I think this might taste good to you." You fidget with the towel again, peeking up at them and staring at the box of ice cream in their hands.

"Will you. . . have some with me?" They beam at you, already reaching for two bowls.

"But of course."

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Enjoy what I write? I have a tip jar! I also take writing and art commissions on kofi! (♡⸃ ◡ ⸂♡)

[anchoeritic]

ok I'm sorry if it's too gross BUT-

I was thinking of stepdad!jake stealing your dirty underwear to jerk off with it, maybe after riding or running, your scent is concentrated and so musky and rich, he can't help but to steal it when you go for a quick swim. He'd press it up against his nose, eyes rolling to the back of his head, already feeling himself getting hard at your natural scent. At night, when he's all alone, he would spit on the fabric just so he can wrap it against his throbbing cock to create a sweet friction against his flesh that has him whimpering in no time.

When he cums, all of he can think about is about to stuff your mouth full with your underwear damp of his seed, both of your fluids mixing together<3

So he does, when he finds you later that evening alone in your hut crafting a fire. He's quick to kiss you to shut your mouth from saying anything unnecessary. Next thing you know, he's balls deep inside you the fat tip of his leaking cock technically making out with your cervix, making you CRY whimper and whine. You can't help it, your knees are getting sore and his balls are slapping your puffy, warm clit with each trust.

He'd say something like "Shut that mouth, girl" or "You're gonna get us caught" bc he knows that atp you're too dumb too even try and care for keeping it down. So that leads him to quickly reach back and stuff your mouth full of the stolen fabric.

You're way too confused to understand, but you're body visibly relaxes as he pushes your upper back forward, your heavy breasts with soring nipples brushing up against the hard floor, tail making its way to roll up his tight.

Oh I could go on and I'm sorry if it's too long, I didn't realise I had written so much🧚🏼‍♀️

this is so fucking hot what the fucking fuckity fuck fuck THIIIIIS IS MY TYPE OF PORN. I GET OFF TO THIS. I GET OFF TO THIS SHIT!:!:!:!

[suiana]

… I heard.. I could share thirsts on here.. Welp, that’s what I’m going to do :DD I have always had an Ongoing obsession with Yan! Stalker.. So woooo here we go

You found yourself in a library looking for a specific book, your hands rummaging through the spines of many books, thick and thin books, there were all types of topics but you still couldn’t find the right one.. “Maybe I should go ask a worker..” you muttered distressed, you really didn’t want to go ask anyone you had really bad social anxiety but you acknowledge that you actually Needed help, You kept walking with your eyes glued to the bookshelves hoping that you could maybe spot the cover, you turned a corner and hit somebody you squeaked in surprise slightly stumbling back, you looked up at an attractive man and started analyzing what he was wearing to identify if he worked here, he had a blue apron with a patch that had the Libraries logo and his name on a name tag but weirdly enough it was Blacked out, you thought he worked here because of the uniform, I started fidgeting with the edge of my shirt/skirt, “uhm.. do you work here?” You said nervously, He just nodded, “I need help finding *Title of book* here.. could you help me please?” the “worker” looked down at you clenching his thighs hoping you wouldn’t notice the small action, “follow me please..” He answered, You analyzed him, His hair was very nice and silky you really wanted to touch it.., He had a baggy shirt and some baggy pants too, you did notice that the apron was wrapping around his waist tightly and honestly you were jealous of how thin his waist was, you moved on to look at his hands, they had a few rings in them and if you squinted you could see some veins going up his arms, he wasn’t really tall but he was average height, you did notice he had some glasses on probably were just for the job, there was an awkward silence in the big library, so you decided to make some small talk, “your glasses are very nice..” you said uncomfortably, all this time he had butterfly’s in his stomach, he really wanted to just take you, he had been watching you for a long time, he took the job here not because of money but to just see you, “..thanks, your shirt is very cute too..” he said with a blush on his face, you were so cute.. the apron did a horrible job covering up the hard on, he tried not to move in irregular ways to not cause more friction in his pants, it was already hard enough to control himself.. His hands rummaged through the bin of books..”is this it?” He asked, your eyes widened in happiness “mhmm!” You were really happy he had found it you had been looking for it for a few days, “thank you!” You said happily “could you give me your name?” the man asked, “Oh, it’s Y/N” y/n, y/n y/n.. he already knew it but he couldn’t get enough of hearing it, “thank you!” You started walking away, you had no idea that you just met your stalker and that he was going to be your downfall, he started sprinting to the bathroom to relive himself luckily it didn’t seem that you noticed “it”, he locked the door so nobody would get in, he unbuttoned his pants and grabbed his shirt with his mouth, his erection sprung out his pants red and leaking, he softly moaned, he wrapped his hand around his warm genital, sweat was trickling down his neck a trail of drool coming from his mouth, everything he thought of was you.. you YOU!, he imagined you torturing him, humiliating him, degrading him!.. his glasses were on the tip of his nose, a bright blush on his cheeks, he started fucking into his hand, the veins on his hands being more prominent, his once pink tip now red, he was getting more desperate, he started thrusting rapidly, “Mh-ah!~ Y-y/n!~ Pl-please..” he moaned pathetically, feeling close to his release, he game a firm slap to the tip and that’s when the knot in his stomach released, the sticky white fluid pooling on his stomach..

And.. That’s it! I’m really busy so that’s all I could do!

I’m sorry if it’s bad I’m new to writing so please have mercy 😘😘

bro that's so good like?? we should collab or smth...

[acourtofladydeath]

Elain/Lucien/Tamlin and something sexy with Dom Elain vibes. 🔥

OH THE PATH THIS REQUEST SENT ME DOWN. I'm very excited, and I hope you are too.

And I actually managed to keep this drabble under 1K words (but not 500...we'll maybe get there...or not...stay tuned)

In "The Fawn, The Fox, & The Fiend" Elain is in full control of her mate and his best friend. Will Tamlin learn to follow orders?

And do we need a part 2?

Read here on AO3 or below the cut. Sexually explicit, minors DNI.

Elain circled the bed slowly after placing the last restraint, hand dragging around the bedding to make her presence known to her mate now tied to the bed. She heard Tamlin shift from his chair in the corner, groaning slightly at the sight before him. 

“Don’t move your hands from the armrest, High Lord, or I'll have to tie you up too. It’s not your turn yet.” 

At that, both males groaned again, Lucien’s breaths coming in pants before she even touched him. Elain slowly made her way onto the bed, tracing her hands teasingly along Lucien’s body as she moved up to straddle his blindfolded face. Grabbing his hair to position his mouth properly, she leaned down to whisper in his ear, still loud enough for Tamlin to hear from where he sat naked and painfully erect. 

“Now Lucien, eat my pussy like a good pet and I’ll let Tamlin come over and play with us. Show him how to please me.”

Lucien breathlessly choked out a, “yes” as Elain settled her soft thighs on either side of his head. As she lowered herself completely, she let out a soft moan as his tongue immediately got to work running over her already dripping slit and drinking her down like a fine wine. Arching her back, Elain looked over her shoulder to ensure Tamlin was keeping his hands off himself. 

He was seated with his legs spread wide, arm muscles straining as his claws pierced the plush chair in his struggle to obey the lady of the house. “Oh, so you can be trained,” Elain cooed toward him, breaths becoming more shallow as pleasure built low in her spine. Lucien was tied spread eagle beneath her, his thick cock straining and leaking onto his stomach as his mouth worked her toward release. With one finger, she beckoned Tamlin over to the bed and gave him his next order. 

“I want you to suck Lucien off so he comes with me. Think you can do that High Lord? Think you can follow my command?” Tamlin growled from low in his chest, but practically jumped out of the chair to join them on the bed. In one fluid motion he took Lucien’s cock deep to the back of the throat, his nose hitting the red hair at the base with each pass he made. As he worked his friend in his mouth, Tamlin went to grab his own cock, but Elain was too fast and she grasped his wrist. Tutting, she chastised him and said “Tamlin you know the rules, you can’t touch yourself until I say you can. And now you’ll have to wait for us to finish first.” 

Tamlin let out another growl while he was deep on Lucien’s cock, causing the male to trust his hips off the bed as he groaned around Elain’s clit. Grinding her hips harder onto Lucien’s face, Elain panted out, “I’m close, Tamlin. If he doesn’t come with me, you don't get to come at all.” 

They’d done this before, many times, and Tamlin had learned both their tells long ago. It didn’t take him long to match his ministrations to the motion of Elain’s hips. One hand went down to play with Lucien's balls, drawing him just as close to climax as his mate. Noticing the slight stagger of Elain’s movement as she tensed before release, he gave one hard tug on Lucien’s sac and sucked his dick deep into the back of his throat, applying the pressure he knew would send his friend directly to bliss. Elain screamed her orgasm right as Tamlin began to drink down hot spurts of Lucien’s cum. 

When they’d come down, Tamlin smirked to himself. He was still learning to follow orders, but he certainly knew how to get his favorite fox and fawn off at the same time. Elain rolled off Lucien, removing the blindfold and untying his limbs as he sat up. She curled into his side and they both faced the High Lord kneeling at the foot of the bed. 

Finally, Elain spoke. “What do you think Luci, was he good enough to deserve getting to fuck me?” 

“I’d say he did quite well, petal.” Lucien spoke from beside her, running his hands up and down her body, still coiled for another round. 

“Do you want to watch him fuck my pussy or my ass, mate? You deserve to make the choice.”

Lucien hummed contemplatively beside her, locking eyes with Tamlin for a moment before responding. 

“How about I don’t watch, and we both fuck you? I don’t want anyone else fucking that pretty pussy except me, but he can have your ass if you’d allow.” 

Elain shivered in anticipation, watching Tamlin slowly stroke himself as he looked between them.

“I like the sound of that very much.” 

And with that, all three realized their night had barely just begun.

[lionlena]

Hate run, love speed (Pedro Pascal x racing driver f!reader) part 3/?

Pedro Pascal x racing driver f!reader

Summary: You accidentally pick up a hitchhiker who turns out to be Pedro. You hear from him that he’s not a fan of racing and thinks drivers don’t do much… Then he finds out you’re a rally driver.

Warnings: swearing, small angst, mention of risk of accident and death,abuse from men (but not Pedro!) …

A/N: I’m not an expert on car racing and rally drivers, but I’ve always dreamed of becoming one. So please don’t take anything I write about racing and cars seriously. English is not my native language so I apologize for any mistakes. This is my first xreader so… I’m dying here.

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Pedro wanted to see you after the race but his agent offered him a lift. He was sure he'd see you anyway, so he decided to be patient.

But he didn't expect to meet you any sooner than he expected. When he saw a familiar looking car, he slowed down. And then he stopped as he recognized a figure standing by the open engine hatch.

It had to be fate.

*

Sleeping on the couch all night wasn't the best idea.You woke up sore this morning, but at least you didn't oversleep. You calmly ate your breakfast, drank coffee and put on your favorite T-shirt. It was going to be a pretty good day.

(yes, this shirt)

 You were listening to your favorite song on the way to the track when suddenly the oil level light came on.

"Huh?"

You were really surprised. You regularly checked the levels of all fluids in the car. Besides, it was Mando. Your reliable car.

You pulled over to the side of the road, hoping it was just a mistake. When you opened the engine hood you knew it was bad. You immediately noticed traces of an oil leak. You could only guess that the oil line was damaged. The engine was hot, so you couldn't check it further. You groaned and held the bridge of your nose. You were sure you were going to be late.

You were about to call one of the mechanics when a black off-road Mercedes-Benz pulled up right next to you. That was weird. People rarely cared about other drivers. But when you saw who got out of the car, you were out of breath.

Pedro smiled broadly.

"Hi. Need a ride?"

You wanted to pinch yourself. How could you be so lucky to meet him again.

You were so stunned that you replied:

"My car is broken."

Yeah, as if it wasn't obvious.

He laughed and replied:

"Yeah, cars break down."

"Yes, but not Mando."

He frowned slightly and you realized you'd said it out loud.

"I'm assuming because it's silver."

"And reliable," you mumbled.

Pedro stepped closer to you, glancing at the engine.

"Hmm... I assume this place is just cursed."

"What?"

He was so close to you that you could smell his cologne. And oh... He was even more handsome than when you first met. Probably because his hair wasn't wet from the rain this time. And he wore a well-fitting blue shirt.

"It's almost the same place my car stopped yesterday," he replied.

You looked around and actually... It was almost the same place.

"Wow... It's actually cursed."

You both started laughing.

"Okay, lock the car and get your stuff."

You blinked in surprise.

"Umm, no. I can't. You're in a hurry for sure. I'll be fine.”

He shook his head and opened the passenger side door.

"Yes, I'm in a hurry. I'm supposed to meet my new co-star... at the racetrack."

"Ooo... Uh. Ok."

You quickly closed the engine hood, grabbed your bag and locked the car. Pedro was still standing there with a big smile and holding the door for you. You blushed a bit at the thought of what a gentleman he was. As you two moved on, you really wanted to ask him more about this mysterious co-star, but Pedro started the conversation.

"Look, I'm really sorry I said yesterday that racing isn't a sport and drivers don't do anything. I don't know why I said that. I guess it's because I used to swim and... God it was so much work and I finally gave up because I was too lazy."

You couldn't hide your slight giggle. Why did he have to be so cute? You couldn't be mad at him even if you wanted to.

"Really, you don't need to apologize anymore. I understand. Every profession has its pros and cons. Honestly, I don't think acting is for lazy people either. You know, all those late-night shoots, interviews, movie promotions. It's also a lot of work."

He looked at you for a moment.

"So you're not pretending you don't know who I am anymore?"

"Literally, a few minutes ago you heard that my car's name is Mando. Does it make sense to hide that I've seen your series and movies?"

"I don't think so. So, is any of your cars named Pedro?"

He winked at you, and you couldn't believe how much he was enjoying it.

"No," you replied quickly. "I only name my cars after fictional characters, and basically... I only have two. Mando and my racing car. And then there's the replacement car but someone named it Iron for Iron Man, and it stayed that way."

Pedro smiled mischievously.

"So what's the name of the racing one?"

"Trade secret," you replied quickly.

This amused him even more. He wasn't going to let go.

"Oberyn."

"What, no? How did you come to that?"

"Because it's yellow."

You were speechless for a moment. You realized that he must have watched the race the day before since he knew what color your car was.

"Javier," you replied with a slight sigh. "Because he's mean and he smokes a lot."

Pedro laughed out loud and... It was such a wonderful sound. Much better than in the videos you've seen.

Suddenly you realized you were already there. You thought Pedro was about to say goodbye to you, but he went straight to the track with you. When you saw your sponsors, you started to suspect that it was all connected somehow.

You were not wrong.

"Oh, there are our stars!" Tom shouted. "I see you two have already met."

"Yes," answered Pedro.

You looked at them completely surprised.

"I don't quite understand what's going on?"

Tom grabbed your hand and said:

"Pedro didn't tell you? You will play with him in...”

"NO!" you growled.

Seeing the surprised and sad face of Pedro, you decided to control your anger.

“I already told you that I am not an actress and advertising is not for me. Pedro is a great actor, but playing with someone like me, we will all come off badly."

You saw that Pedro was about to say something, but Henry beat him to it.

"Leave it to me. Y/N, let's go aside."

Henry grabbed your elbow gently and dragged you a few feet away. Then he asked:

"What do you want? New car, better parts for the old one, more money?"

You ignored his questions.

"Why don't you hire some actress?"

The man moaned.

"Y/N you must understand that this is a business and we don't have unlimited budget. We can't afford two professional, in-demand actors. No offense but you're not going to cost us that much. But it's not just about the money. We need authenticity. We want our customers to truly believe that our cars are for women who break stereotypes."

You groaned and shook your head, but Henry didn't let go.

"Look, if our profits go up, then... Next season, we're going to hire a different coach. The one you choose."

You looked at him shocked.

"For real?"

"Yes. Think about the advantages. You'll make extra money, you'll get more fans, you'll get rid of Ben... And don't tell me you don't want to play with a hottie like Pedro Pascal."

"Uh... All right."

"Ok. Let's go work out the details. Don't worry about training. I already told Ben you're off today."

Henry clapped his hands and gave the others a thumbs up. You got the strange feeling that Pedro beamed, as if he was really glad that you agreed.

What were you supposed to do? The offer was really tempting. You could only profit.

What could have gone wrong?

*

When you were talking to your friend in the evening, her excitement was vibrating on the phone.

"This is fucking awesome news!"

"I don't know," you replied skeptically.

"What is wrong? It's like a dream come true and you sound like someone just killed your puppy."

You rubbed your temples. How were you supposed to explain it?

"It's just too much. Sure, I dreamed of meeting Pedro... Like millions of other women, but that's it. I'm having a good season and all I wanted to do was just ride and win. I have a race in Spain in two weeks, then France... And I'm not an actress."

"Hey, listen," your friend's voice was calm and reassuring, "it's just an advertisement… Several two-minute spots.  Professionals don't always play in commercials. Besides, you said Pedro offered to help you."

"Yeah, when he gets the script, he'll call me and we'll meet."

"Oh, and thats great. Everything will be fine. You manage to keep your nerves at a speed of 200 km / h and you can't cope playing alongside... the hottest actor of this year!"

"Uhhh... You're not helping!"

Your friend laughed and you joined her.

Eventually her excitement started working on you. You started to think that this might actually be a fun adventure. In a few years you'll be able to say that you played with Pedro Pascal himself.

*

Part 2: https://lionlena.tumblr.com/post/717038721131855872/hate-run-love-speed-pedro-pascal-x-racing-driver

A/N: Please reader remember never to get into a car with strangers.... Unless it's Pedro Pascal :D