#ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck

[captain-price-unofficially]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck

[gunslingrr]

MISSED YOUR TOUCH !

warnings/content - use of a strap-on, oral (reader receives), scissoring, masturbation, fingering (reader receives), use of petnames (baby, doll) // pairing - yuki tsukumo x fem!reader (this one is lowk long as hell y’all I’m sorry😭)

summary - you missed your girlfriend so she makes it up to you <3

You sat at home in a bored state waiting for your girlfriend to come back from another one of her unnecessary vacations. You were a little annoyed that she didn’t bring you with her so you haven’t been answering her texts asking you if you’re alright.

It’s been 3 days since Yuki left and you’ve become touch starved, your body craving her touch. You sat up from your seat and made your way to your shared bedroom with the woman you loved. Since Yuki wasn’t here to pleasure you, you figured you’d do it yourself. You slid two fingers along your folds, letting out soft moans as you did.

“Yuki…” You moaned out, daydreaming about Yuki licking and fingering your cunt, the dream making you wet from just thinking about it. You shoved your fingers deeper, letting out a loud drawn out moan as your hips bucked against your own fingers.

Soon, Yuki walked through the door and sat her suitcase right next to her shoes.

“Hey, baby! I'm ho-“ Yuki started, getting cut off by you moaning her name. Yuki snickered as she walked towards the bedroom door and leaned on the doorframe.

“Whatcha doin', doll?” Her voice called out, your eyes widening in response. Yuki smirked before walking towards you.

“You playin’ with yourself to the thought of me?” Yuki cooed, bending down and planting a sweet kiss on your forehead.

“M’sorry.. I just missed you…” You said, embarrassment laced in your tone.

“Don’t be, I should be the one sorry for leaving you here.. C’mere, let me make you feel good,” Yuki whispered in your ear, lowering her body on top of yours as she rubbed your soaking wet core. You let out a whine, wrapping your arms around Yuki’s neck. You lowered her head down for a sloppy kiss, the blonde woman’s fingers still rubbing against your glistening folds.

“I’ve missed this pussy so fuckin’ much..” Yuki whispered in between kisses with her fingers slowly entering your hole. You moaned louder as you felt yourself inching towards your orgasm already.

“Yukiii..!” You whined, your noises and words muffled from the passionate kiss. Yuki knew what your whining meant so she took her fingers out and replaced them with her tongue.

“Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck..” You quietly panted out, your words sounding like a chant. Yuki brung one hand up to hold your thigh and the other to rub your clit.

“Gonna cum Yuki…!” You moaned out as you threw your head back of the soft pillow you were laying on.

“Cum in my mouth, let me taste you.” Yuki continued lapping at your pussy, your hand tangled in her hair before you let out a loud gasp, reaching the start of your release. Yuki lapped at your essence some more, helping you overcome your orgasm.

“How about I fuck you now, hm? Were my fingers and tongue not enough for you?” Yuki asked, a slight sprinkle of cockiness can be heard in her voice.

“Please.. ruin me..” Those words made Yuki more eager, her body lifting off of yours as she grabbed her strap-on. Yuki slid her pants off before attaching the toy to her waist. The blonde woman flipped you over so that you would be face first into the pillow, her hand pushing down on your back until you arched the way she liked.

“Stop me if it’s too much,” She spoke softly, you only nodding in response. Yuki slowly began to insert herself into you, moans flying out your mouth as she started to thrust into you. Your hand gripping on the soft sheets, the pleasure already becoming too much.

“Y’know how I like it baby, fuck me back.” Yuki groaned, her rough hands squeezing your waist before you started to push up against her. You cry out as you feel the toy slide in deeper, your walls tightening around it.

“Good… you’re taking me so well..” Yuki praised, leaving kisses along your spine. She snapped her hips faster against yours, the skin to skin noises becoming louder. You shut your eyes, your mouth hanging agape as you clawed and gripped at the sheets. Yuki leaned down and turned your head by your chin to make you look at her, her tongue slipping into your mouth before fully kissing you. Yuki broke the kiss off, soon burying her face in your neck before rocking her hips into you more, the toy hitting all the right places.

“Right there— fuck that feels s’good…” You moaned out, your words blending together. Before you knew it that familiar feeling at the bottom of your stomach appeared.

“M’gonna cum again Yuki…” You exhaled, Yuki letting out a chuckle in response before leaning back up and grabbing on your waist.

“Yeah? Let’s speed that up then, hm?” Yuki huffed before pounding into your cunt with the strap, your moaning damn near turning into a scream as you felt yourself cumming for the second time. You relaxed your body on the pillows, getting comfortable until you heard Yuki’s voice again.

“Unt unt, doll. We ain’t done yet,” Yuki spoke, her voice calling out as she took the strap-on along with her underwear off. Without giving you time to react, she flipped you over on your back, lifting your leg up and putting it on her shoulder before rubbing her cunt against yours, her hips starting at a slow pace.

“Shit...” The blonde woman moaned, her hand traveling towards your breast, giving it a squeeze. You felt so good you never wanted this to end. You gripped on her waist, your hand guiding her hips to the right spots. The wetness of your slit making lewd noises as you both grind against each other. You felt like your body was about to give sooner or later due to all the heat and pleasure you felt at once. Yuki sped up, her moans and groans increasing while she continued to grasp your breast.

“Fuck, I’m almost there… we’re almost done just a little— mmh!— longer…” Yuki whined out. Her head tilted as her noises filled the air, the light glistening on her sweaty forehead. Your free hand grabbed the sheets, your hips moving up against hers, the friction between you two becoming rougher.

“I’m gonna.. fuck I’m going cu—” Yuki cut herself off with a loud moan, her cum spilling all over your cunt as you came for the third time that night.

————

After you and Yuki cleaned up you both cuddled, wrapped in the blankets as you rested your head on her chest.

“Did that make up all the time I spent away from you?”

“Yes, yes it did.”

a/n: WHEWWW THIS WAS A LONG ONE! Had to feed my Yuki girls 🙏🏽

© gunslingrr . do not copy, translate, modify, or reupload my work

[faetima]

𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐦. .

. . these seven years would be pretty dumb.

// tws ; slight cursing, blood ; gn reader ; modern au, hanahaki au 

a/n: bubble gum by clairo :3

all you could think about was him.

your classmate with light and airy strands of porcelain white hair, akin to the color of an elegant swan’s feathers, all tied together daintily with a single thin vermilion red ribbon.

your classmate with those piercing honey speckled eyes which could see right through you, as if you were translucent.

your classmate who was always dozing off, whatever the reason may be.

your classmate who always managed to appear ethereal somehow, even after just sleeping.

your classmate, jing yuan.

you doubted he ever noticed you. he was always either dozing off quietly or caught up in chatting with fu xuan.

oh, you realized he was doing the latter right now.

fu xuan — more commonly known around the school as diviner fu — gazed up at jing yuan with her amber eyes, a serious shimmer in them. her lilac pink hair was divided into two neatly made ponytails, secured by four golden ji hairpins. they glinted in the bright, blaring fluorescence of the lights in the classroom.

jing yuan leaned down and she murmured something in his ear.

he returned to his usual standing position, now also wearing the same serious expression fu xuan was.

jing yuan glanced around the room, ochre eyes flitting.

you stared at him, curious.

his eyes landed on you, narrowing.

surprised, you panicked.

oh god. looking down would make it obvious i was staring at him. i could keep looking at his direction and pretend that i was looking at soemthing else? but what if he thinks i was looking at him? what the fuck do i do? oh, wait, he looked away.

never mind, he’s coming towards me.

oh fuck he’s coming towards me.

oh fuck. ohfuck. ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

"hey," jing yuan said, voice deep and a bit rough. he smiled slightly at you, immediately sending off a flurry of butterflies in your stomach.

"oh. uhm, hi," you greeted, your voice light and airy, nervousness bubbling up. you had been a shy person all your life, and your crush randomly coming up and talking with you did not help in easing your nervousness.

jing yuan glanced back at fu xuan, who shook her head furiously at him, signaling something to jing yuan you were unaware of. he rolled his eyes, but decided to comply with her.

"sorry for, uhm, bothering you. i was just wondering if you had the notes we were supposed to copy down today? i kind of fell asleep, and fu xuan doesn’t have them, so i was wondering if you did," he mumbled, an excuse for why he came over to you.

"oh, uh, yeah, i have them," you said, rummaging in your backpack to find your notes. pulling them out, you handed them over to jing yuan.

"thanks," he smiled, "i’ll return them to you tomorrow if that’s okay?"

you nodded.

he nodded.

then he walked away.

you probably should’ve tried talking to him a bit more. maybe make small talk. oh, god, but what if he started thinking you were interested in him if you did that? that you were trying too hard?

yeah , you convinced yourself, mustering up an excuse for your own cowardice. maybe it was better you hadn’t.

--

you had gotten back home from school. setting your backpack aside, you immediately made a beeline for your room.

as soon as you shut and locked the door, you began hacking up fuchsia and créme colored bleeding hearts was how you spent most of your time now.

every night after dinner, or the few bites of food you ate that you thought as dinner now, you'd go to bed with your dove-white sheets pulled up to your neck and with burgundy blood and toxic red bleeding hearts pooled around you.

every morning, you’d wake up wondering if today would be the day he'd finally notice you, if he'd finally know you existed. of course, you knew it was just wishful thinking, but you still craved for him to notice you, to talk to you for more than ten seconds.

and thinking about him lead to wheezing up even more bleeding hearts. all stained vermillion with blood and slick with mucus.

it was the the same cycle over and over again. rinse and repeat.

how you yearned for it to end. but you knew the cycle — and your hanahaki — could only end in one way at this point — death.

you had discovered that you had hanahaki a little too late. now you couldn’t do the surgery without the abnormally big chance of dying.

if you were to die either way, what was the point of doing the surgery then?

--

your hanahaki had gotten worse over the last few weeks.

now you coughed up whole bleeding hearts, coated and stained so much in your blood to the point where the original color of the flowers was unrecognizable.

now you wheezed the damned flowers whenever you fucking laid your damn eyes on him . now you avoided looking up from your seat even more than you used to.

now you hacked up the fucking flowers to the point where you would fucking blackout.

now you wanted to die. wanted to be put out of your damn misery.

--

you wished you could talk to him, but every time you began to walk up to him, you overthought everything and backed out like the coward you were.

it was like you were trapped in some sort of time loop from a horror movie — only instead of running away from something terrifying, this was more of a endless cycle of you wanting to talk to him but never doing so, one that you didn't quite know how to escape.

maybe, just maybe you should try and talk to him.

..

maybe tomorrow.

[winewinebloodwine]

So you do need PJs. We'll pick some up on the way back. Two minutes away asshole, if you've got shit to hide or shit to bring grab it now

I cut my finger with a butter knife. I was told they werent supposed to do that.

[pinkiedevv]

Conflicting Desires Ch. 4

Borrower Will Graham in Hannibal Lecter's home :333

First: Ch. 1

Previous: Ch. 3

For a moment, Hannibal remained in a state of shock that was utterly unlike himself, wherein he did nothing but stare at the diminutive figure dangling by its thin arms from the grate of his ceiling. 

Only for a moment, however.

It took him twice that to stand, briskly walk the three feet over to where the minute being was now struggling desperately - fruitlessly - to lift itself back up, and it was then that the little thing’s head snapped to the side in his direction, face nearly too small for Hannibal to make out.

Nearly. But not quite. In the brief span of a second, Hannibal cataloged the creature’s delicate, impossibly small features, from its twitching button nose, to its quivering lower lip, to its glistening, fear-bright eyes. A corresponding increase in its scent came with it, and Hannibal luxuriated in allowing the mouthwatering fragrance to fill his lungs.

“I don’t recall inviting you into my home,” Hannibal mused softly, lips curling upwards in the corners as he watched the being’s arms tremble with the strain, its face turning red from the effort despite its bloodless lips still revealing its terror. 

He could tell the creature had comprehended what he had said, as its head had jerked back in a sort of horrified fear that could only come with understanding. 

How interesting.

And how fortunate for Hannibal, that he preferred a more intimate setting in his dining room and had thus chosen a home with that in mind, the ceiling comparatively stout to others and well within reach.

It was a simple matter to stretch up and pluck the little thing straight from its precarious perch, and Hannibal’s pulse throbbed headily as the creature let out a warding scream at his hand’s approach, unable to put up any resistance as Hannibal’s palm enclosed around its delicate frame, slighter than a bird’s. 

He could feel the staccato beat of its heart pounding a tattoo against his flesh, the rhythm far past the point of worrying in its pace - had this creature been human.

It certainly appeared to be, for all the difference in size. Although it was now encased in Hannibal’s fist from its narrow shoulders to well past its knees, Hannibal had had plenty of time in the sparse moments beforehand to analyze its features. Truthfully, nothing at all had seemed to be disproportionate, the only 'oddities' being its rather ragged clothes that appeared creased with dried mud, which similarly streaked its pale yet flushed cheeks and likely played a factor in the utter tangled matt of its hair.

Its face was angular, jaw sloping to a rather narrow point, and its storm blue eyes were nearly indiscernible in their color due to the tiny thing's size as well as its blown-wide pupils and constantly flickering gaze.

Little limbs kicked and punched and thrashed desperately within the confines of Hannibal’s fist, wordless cries escaping a warbling throat only to cut off with an aborted scream as Hannibal tightened his grip just fractionally. He did not hurt the curious being - not yet, at least. His action was only to remind his new little creature how easily its frail frame could be mangled and snapped within Hannibal’s fist, which was now the comparative hand of God - immeasurable in its power and indifferent to the desires of that held within its grasp.

-

Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck - was an endless chant inside Will’s head, his heart in his throat and his mind scrambling around him as he struggled to pull together a single coherent thought. 

The overbearing warmth from the giant’s thick skin trapping him within its grasp was saturating Will through his clothes, sweat from both the heat and his adrenaline-inducing terror feeling like it was seeping from his every pore.

Think, he screamed to himself in his mind. Fucking think. He needed to get out of this - now. 

The sooner he tried escaping, the better his chances were at it being successful. He cursed himself for having left his hook back where he'd made a temporary nest for himself in the house's walls; he'd been working on threading some string through the loop of it to make it into a sort of functional grappling hook on top of being a semi-decent weapon, but - in all of his stupidity - he'd left it behind.

Now, the words the monster had whispered to him felt like they were curling around his ear in a twisted lullaby of a threat, said lightly to bely the danger to them. Will in that moment didn’t have a single fucking doubt in his mind that this human disliked - no, hated - rudeness, and what could be ruder in the giant’s eyes than someone taking up residence in his own home without his permission?

Will didn’t plan on sticking around to find out what the human had planned as punishment for him, though. 

That in his panic-hazed mind, as soon as the giant finally made to lower his arm, Will made his move.

The shift in angle meant that the giant’s grip on him loosened back just fractionally, and Will took that moment to wriggle like a goddamned worm so he slipped right out of the monstrous fist around him and came free onto the steep slope of the giant’s wrist, which was still angled upwards. 

There was a shocked sound, but Will barely heard it, already racing up the giant’s arm with as much speed as he could pump into his legs.

There was a shockwave of air, and instinct had Will throwing himself forwards just a hair's breadth of a moment before there was a booming clap, and he couldn’t control the urge to look over his shoulder even as he kept running to the giant’s own.

The Doctor’s other hand was clamped over where Will had been not even a half second before, and Will’s legs nearly gave out on him as a fierce tremor wracked his body, terror narrowing his throat to the size of a thimble.

That would have crushed him. 

Broken a couple ribs at the very least.

Definitely would have incapacitated him and left him helpless for whatever the monster had in store for him.

Will cusped over the giant’s shoulder and promptly threw himself right off it.

Coupled with everything else going on, it was one of the most terrifying experiences of his life.

It wasn't an accident, though - tossing himself off the giant. What he was doing was basically a controlled freefall. He hadn’t launched himself away from the human's body, since he was using the man’s back as a really, really poor ramp, considering it was at a nearly a complete, ninety-degree angle slant. 

Will’s legs pumped desperately with each ‘step’ he took down the human’s back, not even managing one footfall for every five inches, probably. It was barely enough to slow him down, but it would have to be enough that he wouldn’t get seriously injured on impact with the ground. 

Borrowers were built for falls, though. Much larger ones than humans were, comparatively.

‘Two stories’ looked like nothing even though all those actors on the T.V. always made it seem like such a big deal.

Unfortunately for Will, the giant was much taller than what Will's kind considered a two-level building.

Abruptly, Will was ripped free from his half-hysterical thoughts as the surface he was relying on suddenly shifted just as he’d reached the giant’s knee, and his controlled free fall turned into a plain and simple, open fall. 

A second later, he hit the ground.

Over a decade of practice meant he landed in a roll, body absorbing some of the shock of the landing but still sending painful jolts through his shoulders and back that would surely bruise. 

He didn’t have time to think about that, though - let alone to physically pause.

He stumbled to his feet, wincing as his leg throbbed like he'd pulled a muscle, and set off in a sprint in the opposite direction from the giant he could hear turning around behind him.

------

Dun dun DUNNNNNNN

watcha think? :333

[howlingday]

Setting - Cinder is getting talked down to by Salem. It's almost enough to break her. Thankfully, she's not alone.

Salem: Look at you, Cinder. So much wasted potential in you. I took you in so that you could be the most powerful piece, and yet you still betray me. For this whelp. You should have made the smart decision and gave her up for-

Cinder: Shut. Up.

Salem: Oh, did I strike a nerve? But it only means it's all true, isn't it? You failed in Beacon. You failed in Haven. You only marginally succeeded in Atlas, but only with my assistance. Yet in spite of all your failures, you still believe you have a chance at true happiness with that girl?

Salem: What was it you whispered to her? How you would be the strongest woman who had ever lived? How you would conquer all of Remnant for her? How you wouldn't fail as a mother like yours did?

Cinder: I... I...

Jaune: Hey! Shut the hell up!

Cinder: Arc?!

Salem: Oh, well, if it isn't the knight?

Jaune: Cinder is a failure as a lot of things! She's a failure as a leader! She's a failure as a good guy! She's even a failure as a decent person!

Cinder: Thanks, prick-

Jaune: But she never failed as a mother! She's Ashe's mother, a little girl who means as much to me if she were my own daughter! She's my family, and nobody fucks with my family! You touch my little girl, and I'll make you WISH you were mortal!

Jaune: YOU FAILURE AS A MOTHER!

Salem: (Fades into shadows, Seer flies off)

Cinder: Jaune... That was... You were...

Jaune: (Visibly shaking) OHGODOHGOD! OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK!

Cinder: (Sighs) I should have known... Heh... Heh heh...

Jaune: I'MDEADI'MDEADI'MSOFUCKINGD- Huh?

Cinder: (Sobbing, Heaving)

Jaune: Cinder, are you... Are you okay? Listen, you don't need to waste your tears over a hag like Salem.

Cinder: (Sniffs, Thinking) No one has ever stood up for me like that... Thank you... Jaune.

[absolutelyterrifichonestly]

Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck 💦

[valentinossecretmommykink]

Oh Fuck ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck

AdamsApple

[joeysmuttonchops]

[Firestorm (2004) #1]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck

[itwill-comeback]

Let Vlad Tod Say Fuck

[alacritysparked]

BeeBee?

Oh, hey Allen! Um, what’s up?

[alabasterandpitch]

OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

BOATMODE HAS BEEN ACTIVATED LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO

The second wreck that has been found since 2020 and it can be assumed that there are more

[bigfemdomenergy]

Use Your Words

»»-————　♔　————-««

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Toge Inumaki x Reader

Word Count: 1500+ words.

Summary: You caught Toge masturbating without permission so obviously, if he wanted it so badly, shouldn’t you be nice and give it to him?

Warnings: Edging, masturbation, dacryphilia, handjob. 

Note: This was actual really fun to write! Toge’s so cute

»»-————　♔　————-««

There’s an art to teasing someone. You have to be sure about what exactly makes them flush, but you can’t use it all the time lest they may become immune to it. You have to select the right time to tease them, and you have to say it a certain way. Most importantly, a smug look is a must. You wouldn’t say you had that down to a T, but Toge sure thinks so. Especially when it comes to teasing him, you were an expert because you didn’t even need to touch him. 

You sat on a chair, leg over the other with an arm propping up your head as you looked down on him. Toge would never admit he liked it this way when he was forced to look up at you. There was a smirk curling on your lip, almost like a sneer, and it caused his breath to hitch. He wasn’t quite sure if he could breathe like this, and it’s been almost over an hour. It was torture and it was all because he couldn’t wait until you got back. 

Toge had been edging himself for the past hour. His face was flushed, tears drying on his cheeks only to be replaced with new ones. Breaths hiccuping, Toge was completely at your mercy. He couldn’t take it anymore. Brows furrowing, Toge whined and glared at you.

That’s not to say he wasn’t enjoying his punishment. Oh, no. His back was pressed against the foot of the bed and he was completely naked. It was a little humiliating since you were dressed, but he reckoned what was more humiliating was the fact he enjoyed this too much. The fact that you were watching him jerk off, speaking sweet phrases in a low voice into the quietness of the room—fuck, he needed to cum so badly. 

“What is it?” you asked, swinging your leg. The slick sound of Toge rubbing his cock slowed down as he tried to muster strength to...to what? He couldn’t do anything. He deserved this punishment. If only he hadn’t been so impatient. If only he had obeyed you. 

His mouth formed the word, “Please.” You’ve learned to read his lips since he couldn’t talk, and the two of you shared dozens of ways to communicate without speaking. Like a tap, or signing using your hands, or even a look. 

“Please? Please, what, sweetheart? I can’t understand you if you aren’t specific,” you said. “Am I supposed to guess? Do you want me to touch you? Let you cum? Do you want me to fuck you? Ride you until morning? Want me to suck on your cock? Give you a handjob?”

Toge nodded frantically to every single one of them. Anything! Anything! He’d be happy with anything you did to him. At least do something. At least touched him. At the very least. His mouth was forming the word “please”, over and over again. Please, please, please. Please to all of that. Please to one of them. Please. Anything. As long as you did something! He couldn’t keep this up anymore! He was at his limit, chest heaving, sweat dripping, cock throbbing hard. 

You tilted your head. “Which one, love? Use your words.”

“Ungh!” Toge bursts into more tears. You both knew he couldn’t use his words! He couldn’t! Why were you so mean? “Mmph, haa!”

“You act like you don’t like it when I’m mean,” you said, grinning, pressing your legs together at the sight of him crying as he jerked pathetically at his cock. As much as you wanted him, this was still wonderful. “Okay. Stand up. Come here.”

Stand up? Toge didn’t know if he could! But he does it anyway. With shaky trembling legs, he managed to rip his hand away from his aching cock long enough to stumble over to you. So close. Searching eyes and a tap on the back of your hand. Could he touch you?

“No,” you said and he whined. “Why? I thought you were content without me? You certainly seemed so when I came in and found you masturbating.”

He’s sorry! He’ll behave! Please! Whimpers and whines. Toge was so frustrated. He was a frustrated mess who needed you and only you. He couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t cum. He had been jerking off but it hadn’t been enough. He needed your touch, he needed your eyes on him to be able to cum, he needed you. He wouldn’t be able to cum by himself. You had made sure of it, intoxicating him. 

“Have you no shame, Toge?” you asked, taking a finger and rubbing the slit of his cock. Toge practically keens—he’s so sensitive! It’s been an hour! He’s been touching his cock for an hour or more, but it’s your touch. He’s so sensitive, so aware of your touch. Toge hunched over, knees giving out, and feverishly searched for something to hold on, clutching onto your arms to stable himself. Tears were dripping down his face, drool, sweat. His throat was dry from all the crying, nose red, and you didn’t even look like you'd give in.

“Hng, agh,” Toge groaned. His fingertips pressed into your arm, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to tell you he was desperate. That he wouldn’t last long. He swore that if you were to start fucking him now, he’d honestly cum the moment you put him in. 

“Are you going to fall?” You asked, tone soft. Toge whimpered. You brushed a tear from his face and stood up with a smile. “Okay. You can hold onto me if you’re scared you’ll fall.”

“Ngh,” Toge whined as his arms circled around you. He placed his head into the crook of your neck, nuzzling in, whimpering and whining. His cock is left alone so to remind you, he rubbed it against you, just a little, and that was enough to make him gasp. His hand wasn’t the same as you. He couldn’t cum from his own hand but he bet he’d cum from rubbing anywhere on you. 

“Use your words, love,” you reminded him and Toge’s toes curled in frustration as he groaned into your neck, sobbing. 

He couldn’t take it anymore!

Toge grabbed your hand and guided it to his cock so you could feel how messy you’ve made him. You smirked and nudged your head against his with a hum. “Oh, I see. Why didn’t you tell me sooner, Toge? How was I supposed to know?”

“Aah!” Toge cried out as you began to pump him up and down. His hips bucked and his arms tightened around you, hiccuping and gasping for breath. Oh, fuck. Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck! Close! He was so close already! He was close!

You listened to Toge moan and cry, shuddering against your body. Music to your ears. Toge had the loveliest voice, especially when he was moaning like this. With his head so close to you, you could hear all the little sounds he made, every time he exhaled or took in a sharp breath. He rutted against your hand, wetting your shoulder, but you were perfectly happy with it. 

“Do you want to cum, darling? Do you think you deserve to cum?” you asked, twisting your wrist and making Toge sob. 

He sniffled. It was in situations like these that he was glad he couldn’t answer. He wanted to cum so badly but whether or not he deserved it was a different matter. All he could do was hold onto you and try not to be washed away with your scent, your touch, all the pleasure you were giving and depriving him of. 

Toge tapped you twice. Close. You thought about it and decided to speed up your hand. Toge gasped loudly, throwing his head back, eyes wide. You watched as he came undone by your hands, trembling, cum shooting out of his cock. It splattered onto your clothes and his stomach, thick and hot, all over your hand. Toge wobbled and his legs gave out. Surprised, you caught him before he hit the ground. You gently placed him down and he sat there, dazed.

“Hnn?” He looked up at you, blinking blurrily, completely fucked out. You giggled and bent down, taking him by the chin and forcing his mouth open. Toge’s tongue lolled out, the circle catching your attention. You pressed your thumb on top of it and Toge’s tongue wrapped around your digit. 

“How do you feel?” you asked. 

“Mmph.” Toge closed his eyes blissfully, sucking and licking your thumb as if it was a lollipop. 

“How lewd,” you commented and he moaned. You removed your thumb. “Are you going to be a good boy for me from now on?”

“Uh-huh.” Toge opened his eyes, watching you through slits, sleepy, exhausted. 

You pressed a kiss to his mouth, unable to resist. Your tongues clashed, but you pulled away all too soon, leaving Toge to follow after you, hands coming out to hold on to you as if he was afraid you’d leave him. He had a confused expression on his face but groaned when you traced his lips. 

“Liar,” you said and he made a noise of protest. “How can I believe you when you can’t even use your words, darling?”

Toge whined.

[simpforthemarauders]

how about y/n tying remus up and putting a vibrating cock ring on him while riding him? Thank youuu

"Are you ready?" you tease. If the throbbing cock inside you is anything to go by, then he's pretty fucking ready.

"Oh! Ohhhhhhhh... oh SHIT-" Maybe not quite ready, then. The tightness of the ring about his swollen cock would be uncomfortable, but the fact that it's vibrating hard enough for you to feel through his dick means that he writhes instead of winces.

"I haven't even moved yet" you smirk as you finally do. One bounce on his dick is enough to elicit a frankly animalistic groan from him as he continues to convulse.

"Y/N... Y/N please, I can't hold it- OH GOD!" One hand teasing yourself, the other you reach behind you to feel where his heavy balls are tightening already, and it startles a curse out of him at the sensation. He's teetering on the edge, but the ring means that his orgasm will continue to build without release.

"Already? But I haven't even cum yet..." You increase the strength of the vibration and begin to ride him in earnest, seeking your own release.

"Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck" He's overstimulated beyond belief as you impale yourself on him again and again, but the ring prevents him from achieving the climax he's being forced towards.

It takes only minutes for you to start clenching around him, turning his whimpers into full-on moans again. You sink all the way down his cock, right to where the ring sits, and its vibration against where you're stretched around him is too much as you cry out while your orgasm rips through you.

As you come back to yourself, you look down on his wrecked form. Sweat plasters his curls to his forehead and he continues to writhe in pleasure, eyes blown with pleading lust as he begs for mercy. "Y/N, I can't take it anymore, I- FUCKSHITFUCK"

You increase the vibration to the highest setting and reach back to massage his perineum, seated still on his cock as you clench your muscles around him. The combination makes him let out nothing short of a scream, and you finally take mercy.

Reaching down with your free hand you unclasp the ring from around the base of his cock and sit back as he empties his throbbing balls into your clenching hole with a cry.

[sadlyjustexisting]

Trevor Philips x Female!Reader

This is my first fic ever and i somehow decided to start with smut,i'm sorry if there's any mistakes/weird wording english is not my first language.I would love to get constructive criticism,thanks for reading!

Buy me a coffe!<3

Warning/Content:smut,riding,blowjob,use of the word "bitch,whore and slut" and a man wearing a dress

I knocked on that old trailer door,just to find out it was open

"Trevor?Where are you?We were supposed to meet up,like half hour ago!"i shouted

"Relax woman i was sleeping"a sleepy voiced come from his bedroom,i turned around and i went cold.He was wearing a dress,that has a leopard print and was pink and black and only his socks(as far i could tell).I never saw him wearing a dress and i have to say he looked hot

This is not the time to think about that!You're supposed to be mad at him!

I recomposed myself and said

"Dude!We were supposed to meet up!What the fuck?"I crossed my arms

"Sorry,i was sleeping baby,you know how this is!I had a lot of to drink yesterday and somehow i manage to get this dress,does it suit me?i bet it does"he smirks

I hate him but it does suit him

"Okay,put some regular clothes and let's go" I was going to leave the room when his voiced stop me

"Ow that's it?you're not gonna get mad at me for making you wait like other times?"

"I'm sorry?" I was not in the mood,i needed to leave before i get on top of him and  ride him all day long

"You hear me,what are you gonna do?Punish me?Spank me?"I open my mouth to answer but no words came out,Trevor looked at me and laughed.That bastard

"Ohh you should have looked your face"he laughed some more"It's always so funny teasing you (y/n)"he turned around and i got a hold of his wrist,he looked at me with a shocked expression

"Is that what you want?" I asked,leaning closer till his back hit his dresser "You want me to spank you?Not letting you cum,till you become a good boy?" Now he was the one lost for words,i was smiling and i took a step back till i hear the tiniest moan and that made me stop

"Please,i wanna be a good boy for you"

Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck

So this is really going to happen? I took a deep breath and said

"Well then let's get started" Before he could said anything else,i kissed him.We started using our tongues and he didn't fight for dominance

What a good boy,i thought

Sadly we had to break to kiss,i opened my eyes and i saw him looking at me with his eyes full of lust.I started kissing down his neck,i could hear some whimpers coming from him till i stared sucking on a spot there and  he moaned

"P-please"

"Please what baby boy?You want me to make you feel good?" I let go of his neck and started to kneel.I pulled up his dress to find out he wasn't wearing any underwear,i could feel myself getting wet just by looking at his cock "My my,you weren't wearing anything?What a naughty boy you are.Were you wanting for this happen?What a slut you are" I took his member in my hand

"I-i'm such a dirty slut,i have been wanting this to happen for years" He looked down at me and i smirked a little.I moved my hand up and down plumbing his dick and he made some delicious sounds.His dress started to fall down so i had to put it down and "hide" myself in there

I give him some kitten licks so i could taste him and put my mouth around his member,i hear him hiss and i move my head.While i was sucking his member i also started to play with his balls but i had to stop or else he'll cum in my mouth and i don't want that(at least for now)

I gave him a last lick and i stood up,Trevor was a mess,his hands we're trying to hold onto something so he doesn't fall,he opened his eyes to look at me

"What did you stop?I was enjoy myself" I lifted an eyebrow and he shrink "I'm sorry ma'am" He looked down,i lifted his head so he could look at me

"If you want a reward you have to be a good boy,understand?I'm the one in charge here not whores like you" His eyes got bigger and licked his lips

"I understand ma'am,i will be good" I softly smiled and i kiss him again

"Bed"I whispered between kisses,once we got there i pushed him down so i could be on top.We broke the kiss and he tried to take off his dress,i put a hand in his chest

"Nono this stays on baby boy,i never said to take it off"He gulped and nodded.I started to remove my shirt and my bra,while Trevor was just looking at me

"Can i touch you,please?" His voice was so tiny that i couldn't refuse

"Go ahead baby" He put both of his hands in my breasts and started to play with my nipples.I moaned and thrusted a little to create friction.I ripped off his hands of my breasts and got up,Trevor looked at me confused and a little bit of disappointed

"Relax baby,i'm just taking off my jeans.Eager are we?I wouldn't be surprised,you bitch,you're always thinking about doing it,right?" I took off my jeans and my panties and climbed back on top of him.

I lifted his dress,while i sat i massaged my clit and then i put two fingers inside me

"Mmmm this feels so good i wish it was your cock"I open my eyes to look at him,he touched my wrist and i slapped him with my free hand "When i tell you to,you touch me,if you keep behaving this way you're not going to get your reward" I stopped playing with myself,took his cock and pulled it inside me

"Ohhh fuck" Trevor moaned,oh god how i love that sound "You're so tight ma'am"

I stayed still for a few seconds trying to adjust and then i moved.Slowly first,just to savored the moment

"You like that slut?You want me to move faster?" He nodded "Use your words baby boy"

"Yes please" I kissed him and started to move faster,up and down,up and down

"Look at you,being a mess just for me,what a whore you're.Wearing a dress,who knew Trevor Philips was such a sub bitch" He couldn't talk,just nodded "Are you close baby?"

"Y-yes" He grasped the bed sheets with one hand and the other took a hold on my waist,i abruptly stopped "Why did you stopped?" He pouted,he fucking pouted

"What did i told you?To not touch me unless a say so,maybe you're a bad boy and don't deserve any rewards" I looked down at him,i started to lift myself off him

"Nononono please,i'm gonna be a good boy,the best ever" He sounded so impatient and desperate and i was so needy for him,maybe next i'll punish him,i just nodded

"Just this once i'll let it slide but don't do it ever again" I moved again,faster this time,i played with my clit to get more friction

"I-i'm close" Trevor said

"Me too baby boy,let's finish together,okay?" I rided him for a few more seconds till the sound of his voice moaning my name made me cum with him.He stayed inside me while we tried to catch our breaths

"Oh wow,i didn't know you had it in you" I looked at him and he had a huge smirk in his handsome face.I tried to move out of him but he took my waist with both of his big hands "No,can we stay like this?I like having you this way" He looked away while saying the last part,i smiled and went to kiss him

"Sure" I said

[hurin-hurambar]

I'm sorry but I'm absolutely losing my shit over that pic of the deer (elk?) surrounded by wolves. I can practically hear him yelling "ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck"

In the absence of human influence wildlife is thriving in and around the Chornobyl Exclusion Zone

Przewalski's horse herd

Common raccoon dogs, relatives of the tanuki

A black stork carrying materials for its nest. Black storks are included in Ukraine's national red list of threatened animal species

Another species on the red list: the lesser spotted eagle

The first record of wild European bison in Kyiv Polissya for over 300 years

Mother lynx with her cub

Several packs of wolves have established themselves in the area

Another family; this time wild moose

A couple of deer saying hello to the camera

These pictures were made using "camera traps" set up by Ukrainian zoologist Serhiy Hashchak who has been observing and monitoring wildlife in Chornobyl for years. Currently this was made impossible by the ongoing invasion and war threatening both human and animal life.