#ohhh my GOD GET OUT OF MY HEAD WITH THIS LAYING MY HEAD ON HIS SOFT DEWLAP/TUMMY AND JUST TAKIN A SNOOZE

[spaciebabie]

Describe in which way you'd want to be smothered by springtrap next time tehee🤭. i love to draw furry doodles as a break from big works

ALSO HERES OLD PIC OF MY KITTY. IN A BIGASS BASKET, i found this pic and thought of your catsona, im putting you in a giant basket

woah....aND HEEY WHAT?? MAKING ME DESCRIBE MY OWN TORTURE CHAMBER?? ARE YOU MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[luvlyycy]

face-sitting , kinda fluffy at the end, idk loser tomura (college au)

"god, you suck at this."

"it's my first fucking time, i told you that." he groans as he attempts to eat you out, your hands in his long hair— "tomu, you keep missing my clit." you can tell he's getting frustrated.

"get off." you mumble, pushing his face away from your pussy— you watch as he leans back, and if you could pinpoint his feelings you'd think he's about to cry.

"lay on your back, I'll just hump your face." you mumble out, watching his face change from disappointment to excitement as he lays on his back, one of his hands flipping his hair up to get comfortable.

you climb on top of him, finger lightly tracing the skeleton on his oversized hoodie as you do before your legs are on either side of his head.

he's blessed, he thinks— your sticky pussy is gonna be rubbing all over his face, using him as your toy. he's so close to cumming.

you sink your hips until you feel his lips against your pussy, your manicured fingers dipping into his hair, "stick your tongue out all the way." you demand, and he listens— his tongue lolls out of his mouth, the warm muscle already grinding against your clit.

"good boy." you hum, grinding your pussy against his tongue— his tongue occasionally dipping into your hole as your clit bumps his nose.

he's moaning into your pussy, white-knuckling the sheets as you fuck his face.

finally, he's finally fucking good for something.

you speed up your hips, as you begin to moan— some of your juices falling down his cheeks n chin as he attempts to drink all of you up— you taste fucking amazing, he thinks.

"ohhh fuck, tomu. feels s'good baby, g'nna cum all over your face."

he growls into your cunt, arms wrapping around your thighs— "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," he chants into your pussy— maybe it's because your close to cumming, or you're extremely horny but, the way he's slobbering on your pussy and panting into you is really doing it for you, "cum on my fucking face— cum, cum, fuck please, please. wan' you t'cum really, really bad. please." he begs.

"oh fuck, oh fuck— holy shiiiii-iit!—" you gasp, attempting to pull your hips off of his face only for him to hold you there. he wants to look up at your but your stupid skirt is in the fucking way.

once you come down from your high, he finally lets you go and you sit on his chest.

tomura's eyes squint, his face is flushed a bright pink instead of his usual pale skin and maybe just maybe, you could say you like this guy.

"can you be my girlfriend?"

"no."

"please?"

"okay, fine."

now you have to drag this pathetic loser everywhere on campus, your friends will have a field day with that. you place your hand over his cock only to jump slightly at the wet damp spot on his pants— "did you fucking cum on yourself?" you laugh out, as you wipe your hand on his chest.

"fuck you, it's your fucking fault. get off of me." he groans in embarrassment and pushes you off. you pout as you lay beside him, eyes scanning the room for your panties.

tomura gets on top of you,

"you aren't fucking me."

"i'm not trying to." he huffs as he wraps his arms around you, laying his head on your chest in a silent attempt to thank you.

[sinful-mind-joyful-thoughts]

Marcus talks you through it… when he’s feeling nice otherwise the man is just a mumbling moaning mess who will not hesitate to take you however he wants

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Marcus Acacius x F!reader | WC : 603 | Proof read : NO | Navigation | Notifications | asks : OPEN |

Summary: PWP

Warnings: SMUT, hair pulling, dirty talk, praise and degradation

A/n: working on writing shorter stuff so enjoy hope this is good and YES he is the type to tease especially is you say your close ohhh

His rugged breathing filled the room as he pounded into you from behind. The only sounds were your muffled moans and the raw slap of skin on skin. Marcus thrust into you with a relentless, harsh rhythm, his grip bruising your hips as one hand pressed your head firmly into the mattress below you. Each thrust sent him deeper inside you, transforming you into a rag doll for him to fuck as he pleased.

"God, you feel so good," he muttered through clenched teeth. His rough hands tightened in your hair, yanking your head back, arching your spine until your back pressed against his chest. He continued to pound into you, his grunts vibrating in your ear. The sensation of his teeth biting down on the soft flesh of your neck sent a sharp jolt of pain and pleasure through you, causing you to cry out, "Marcus!"

"Yeah, scream my name," he growled, his voice dark and demanding. "Let everyone know who's fucking you like this."

You were getting close, and he knew it. "Move, sweetheart. Fuck yourself on my dick, show me how you like it," he commanded, his voice raw with desire. Both of you were panting, your cunt clenching around him as you sank down fully onto his cock. His warm, rough hands rested possessively on your waist, guiding you.

"Y-Yes... Yes sir, please... I promise I'll be good for you... So good," you whimpered, throwing your head back in ecstasy. You desperately tried to squeeze your legs shut as your orgasm tore through you, your hips canting forward to press your clit even closer to the toy despite your sensitivity. The overwhelming sensation made your body spasm, your thighs quivering with need.

"Fuck, you're squeezing me so tight," Marcus groaned, his grip tightening on your waist. "Keep going, baby. Show me how much you want it."

Your breath hitched, your mind hazy with pleasure. "Marcus... I'm so close," you gasped, your voice trembling.

"Come on, then," he urged, his voice a rough whisper. "Come for me. Show me how much you need this."

"F-Fu-Oh my g-" you cried out, barely coherent as your orgasm ripped through you. Your body convulsed, your cunt tightening around his cock like a vice.

"That's it," Marcus growled. "Gonna come in this cunt, fill you up." His cock swelled inside you, tensing as his seed spilled out, filling you completely. He came with a guttural "oh fuck," driving into you with one final, brutal stroke.

For a moment, you lay still, the only sound your ragged breathing harmonizing with his. Marcus's massive hand trailed delicately along your arm, his touch suddenly gentle, almost reverent. You shivered under his caress, feeling the contrast between his earlier brutality and this tender aftermath.

"You're perfect," he murmured against your ear, his breath warm and heavy. "So fucking perfect." His lips trailed soft kisses along your shoulder, a stark contrast to the rough way he had just taken you.

You sighed, your body melting into his touch. "Marcus," you whispered, your voice filled with a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction.

He turned you around gently, pulling you into his arms. "Did I hurt you?" he asked, concern lacing his voice as he looked into your eyes.

You shook your head, a small smile playing on your lips. "No, it was perfect," you reassured him, nuzzling into his chest.

"Good," he said, his voice softening. "I want you to feel good. Always."

With that, he held you close, his hands tracing soothing patterns on your back as you both lay there, basking in the afterglow of your shared passion.

[bloodibambiidoll]

oh god anything rafe x weird!girl makes me go FERAL 👹 as someone who is also autistic, i find sm comfort in this trope 🥺 what would rafe do if he saw our weird girl humping on a pillow whining like a little puppy ??? i think i might be into pet play sorry if this is weird and not your cup of tea to write :((

Yes yes yes yes. This is sooo them I’m obsessed. Pet play, pillow humping, choking, spit kink, daddy kink, unprotected sex. 18+MDNI!!

You’re desperately whining as you grind your hips against the silk case covering the pillow below you. The fluffy fabric is squeezed tightly between your sock covered thighs asyour bare cunt desperately searches for friction. Your cheek is pressed against the sheets as drool drips from your chin with each whimper that leaves your mouth.

Rafe has been gone for two days, he had to go on a business trip and even though he fucked you three times in a row right before he left halfway through the second day you’re desperate and needy for him. And he wasn’t going to be home for hours. You were laying in bed mindlessly scrolling on your phone with a movie in the background when you started to really miss your boyfriend.

You opened your camera roll to the album that was just all him and you couldn’t help that you felt your panties dampen as you scrolled past a video of his thick, hard, cock grasped in his large hand. It sent you down a rabbit hole. You started looking at all the dirty pictures and videos you had of the two of you and before long you were a wet, needy, mess. So much so that even moving from the bed to get one of your toys seemed like too much. So instead you threw your panties off and pulled Rafe’s big shirt over your head so you could roll your hips against his pillow.

You wanted to cum so bad but no matter how fast, or how much pressure, or what angle you tried you couldn’t seem to get yourself there. You just wanted Rafe. All you could think about is how good he feels when he slides his cock deep into your slick, messy walls and how fucking good it feels when his thick length starts to roughly pump in and out of you.

You ended up restoring to propping up your phone so you could watch a video of Rafe absolutely destroying you from the back and it helped a little. You felt yourself getting closer. The sounds of his moans and praises coming from the speakers egged you on.

“Ohhh, princess. You’re such a messy need girl, look at you.” You were so lost in your chase for release that it took you a second to process that Rafe was actually in the room with you.

Only when you heard his footsteps approaching you did your eyes travel upwards to look at him. He stops at the side of the bed and his large hand reaches up to cup your jaw, the pad of his thumb running across the drool on your chin. Your grinding on the pillow doesn’t let up as you nuzzle your face against his palm and take his thumb into your mouth, humming around it.

“Just my needy little pet, huh? Couldn’t wait for daddy.” Rafe tuts as his eyes drink in the sight before him. Your phone propped up with the video of the two of you playing. The way your ass giggles with each thrust of your hips, those little white thigh highs that hug the meat of your thighs deliciously and that glazed over fucked out look you’re giving him makes him feel like he could cum just looking at you.

“Can’t cum.” You pull your head back slightly so his finger falls from your mouth, a string of spit still connecting the digit and your lips. “Need you.”

“Yeah? You need me baby? Need me so bad you resorted to humping my pillow like a pathetic little puppy?” Rafe mock pouts at you as he roughly grips onto your hips so he can flip you onto your back.

You watch as he throws his shirt over his head and makes quick work of his button and zipper, pushing his pants down enough for his cock to spring free. He grabs onto your ankles to pull you to the edge of the bed before spreading your legs open wide for him.

“Look at this messy fuckin’ cunt. All desperate and needy for me.” He runs his fingers through your slippery folds before bringing them to his cock, using your juices as lube.

“Please daddy, please.” You whine and wiggle your hips as your pussy clenches around nothing, begging to be filled. Rafe lines himself up with your entrance and slams balls deep into you in one thrust. He starts fucking into you at a brutal pace that has your feeling like you’re going to cum already. “Oh fuuuckk, yes, yes, yes.”

“Yeah, that’s it, take this fuckin’ dick like a good little pet.” Rafe’s hand grips onto your throat and that’s all it takes to have you tumbling into an earth shattering orgasm. Your pussy flutters around him as your nails claw into his back, your body tensing underneath him.

“Oh god, oh fuck, daddy yes, fuck.” He fucks you through it and doesn’t let up, bullying your walls with his cock until you cum for him again and again. All while the video of him fucking you drones on in the background.

“So fuckin’ sexy baby, creaming all over me. Gonna fuck you full of my cum. You want it?” His grip on your throat tightens as his continues to pound into you.

“Yeah, give it to me, fill me up.” You open your mouth and stick out your tongue and Rafe knows what you want. He leans down to spit onto your pink muscle and it sends you both over the edge. His cock twitching inside you as your pussy milks him for all he’s worth.

All things Rafe & his weird!girl here

[laniluvsuu]

Pony.

Southern Ony&Southern Eren x Blackfemreader!

Warnings: smut!!! Threesome, Creampie, Oral (M. Receiving), Riding. Language, Slapping/Spanking. Choking/neck gripping. Maybe some misspelled words. I think that’s it srry if I missed anything😣!

You felt eyes on you, eyes to your right to be exact. They’ve been looking at you this whole time, you’ve made eye contact once or twice.

“You boys know it’s rude to stare?” You said turning your head and meeting the eyes once again. Two sets, one pair was dark brown the other was emerald.

“Our fault pretty. It’s sure as hell hard not to when you look so gorgeous.” The man directly next to you said, while the one in the back nodded his head in agreement as he fixed his hat and placed his drink back down on the counter.

“I’m Eren.” He said with a smirk on his face, placing his hand out for you to shake. Eren was fine. With his long shoulder length dark brown hair, his emerald green eyes that never left your face, and the many tattoos that covered his arms.

“Hi Eren, im Y/N.” You said placing your hand into his to shake it, he didn’t shake your hand just held it while looking you in your eyes. There was a deep chuckle before you could get another word out and it was from the other man. He was now moving to the other side of you.

“Let’s not be selfish Eren. Im Onyankopon, but you can call me Ony.” He said as he took a seat next to you with his back facing the counter and his legs spread out while he lifted his hand up to you with a soft smirk. Ony looked good almost too good, with his cornrows, and his mustache and goatee combo that complimented his face. His gold nose ring that decorated his right nostril, the tattoos all over his arms and hands.

“Well then Ony, Eren. What y’all got planned for the night?” You said after shaking Erens hand and now placing your hand into Onys, waiting for their answer.

“You tell us Mama.” Ony said moving his head to lay on his shoulder, looking at the side of your face while holding your hand in his.

“Mmm..I wanted to give the bull a ride before the night was over.” You said reaching your free hand over to Eren’s head to grab his hat and place it on your head. Eren smirked at your actions, and then gave Ony a knowing look when the bull was brought up.

“Oh? We’ll make sure you get a ride before the night ends pumpkin.”

And they sure as hell did, took them back to your apartment and now you’re bouncing up and down on Onys dick your back facing his chest while Eren was standing infront of you, his dick touching your throat, all you could see was his ink covered chest and pelvis.

“Oh yeah darlin, just like that all the way down.” Eren groaned out as he let his blunt sit in his mouth as he moved his hands to the back of your head pushing you all the way down, your nose meeting with his pelvis. You gripped onto Onys legs beneath you as you stopped your movements on his dick and focused on Eren as tears spilled out of your eyes.

“Don’t stop, you know better.” Ony said as he slapped your ass and moved his hands to your waist moving you up and down. His thumbs pushing into your dermal piercings making you squeal out around Erens dick.

“Ohhh my god. F—fuck!!” You yelled out as soon as Eren let you go, you rested you head on Erens thigh and kept your hand stroking his dick while Ony fucked up into you, and moved his hand up to mess with your clit. “Nope mama. Head up. Don’t fucking drop your hat.” Ony said reaching his hand up to grip on your neck and force you to look up at Eren. Since you wanted to play with hats so bad earlier Onys making you wear his hat until y’all are done.

“Ouuhh..I’m g—gonna cum again!” You cried out to them feeling your lower stomach get hotter and that knot tightening, Eren moved his hand down to grip your face, and force you to look him in the eyes, he also passed the blunt that was once in his mouth into Onys hand that was once around your neck.

“You gonna cum for us babygirl?” He said as he tilted his head, and narrowed his eyes while he looked down at you, he grabbed his dick and tapped his tip on your lips twice. “You look so fucking gorgeous bouncing on his dick with my dick in your face. You’re such a fucking slut.” Eren groaned out at the sight below him.

“S-she’s so fucking tight. O-oh fuck!” Ony said as he looked down at where you two were connected, your pussy was practically drooling all over his dick, squeezing him so hard it felt like you were tryna milk him dry. The white ring around his dick from your pussy made him feel dizzy.

“O-ohh..she’s fucking creaming on my shit. Holy fuck. I’m gonna cum.” Ony said as he threw his head back, moving your hips harder and faster chasing his climax once he felt the coil in his stomach get tighter and hotter.

“You heard him babydoll, he’s gonna cum where you want it?” Eren said as he stroked his dick still looking at your face, smiling once he heard you moan out. “I-insidee…! Daddy please! Mmph!” Eren quickly put his dick back in your mouth before groaning at the feeling, squeezing his eyes shut once you moaned around his dick.

“You heard babygirl Ony, fill her pussy up while I work on her mouth.”

[anadiasmount]

doing the calling my boyfriend ‘husband’ trend on jude while you do a grwm + diml !! just know he’d be so shy and giddy 😚😚

OHHH MY GOD!! YESS!! our hubby indeed 😣🤞🏻

your day had consisted of pure media filming, for your tiktok, instagram, youtube, and a small blog you had owned. you woke up early so film a get ready filming bits of you and your boyfriends private life, making breakfast, walking outside and working out together, cooking, and now doing a get ready.

you’d seen the popular trend circling around where you called your boyfriends husband on tiktok, especially that one video that made you physically wince and pained you with the one guy being passive aggressive and denying it. you with jude that wouldn’t be the case.

because any chance he got he would call you pet names and his girlfriend. ‘my girlfriend’, ‘my girl’, ‘my angel’, ‘my dearest girlfriend’, ‘my wifey’, all that. he often got teased at the internet, not afraid of hiding and showing his protectiveness of you, a hand on you at all times or letting them know you were his.

jude had left quickly to pick up some shoes he’d ordered, which gave you plenty of time to hide a extra camera and your phone to record his reaction to the prank. while you waited you showed of new sets of clothes that came in, along with other pr packages that were sent to you

jude hand returned when you were finishing your brows, handing you a blue gatorade and snacks to munch on as you filmed, greeting the camera and giving you a peck on your lips. “sorry guys, my handsome and lovely husband just brought me some goodies,” you apologized showing the treats and opening them.

even though you couldn’t see, you felt and sensed jude tensing and pausing what he was doing. “as you know and have seen, i will be launching new items soon on my blog! my husband jude has helped me organize this drop for months so i’m super excited for you all to see and buy!” you smiled blending out your baking powder underneath your eyes.

jude smiled inwards, looking at you who was distracted by perfecting your contour and blush. he asked himself if this was one of your pranks or if it just naturally fell from your lips, either way, he couldn't hide the adoration built in his chest at hearing you call him 'husband'.

he didn't understand why all of a sudden he felt nervous and unable to look you in the eyes, with shaky hands as he attempted to open his own snacks and bottled water. he felt a hot and loving sensation in his chest, having the urge now to be close to you.

you heard jude shuffle around, grabbing a random bean bag and sitting next to you where you were almost finished with your makeup. he complimented how you looked, asking questions about what you used and if you were close to finishing. you smirked knowing you had a small reaction out of him, jude was now all soft and charming.

hours later, you were editing all the content from your phone and camera onto your laptop, sitting on the kitchen island as jude was busy away cooking. you felt like continuing the prank so you grabbed your phone and did just that.

"welp, it's the end of the day! I'm very much tired but i made a lot of content for you guys so stay tuned! on the nights we're together my dearest husband cooks for us, and tonight he's making chicken with pasta," you say kinda loudly, walking over to judge and laying your head on his bicep.

jude cleared his throat, letting out a nervous chuckle and smiling shyly. he nervously stirred the cause, listening to you blabbering about your day and skincare products. "i have to pee, but i'll leave my husband to explain the recipe and what he's making," you say in a hurry, leaving jude with words in his mouth and the phone, as you ran off.

you watched from a corner a stuttering mess of jude as he went on and on listening to the ingredients and spices he mixed for dinner. grabbing your phone with his free hand showing the mess in the kitchen and the food that was almost ready to be done.

you acted like nothing happened, pecking jude's cheek when returning. "i have a question," he said curiously avoiding eye contact with you, leaning on the counter. you interlocked your hands resting them under your chin with innocent eyes. "is there a reason you've been calling me your husband today?"

"you don't like it?"

"no baby i do! but i was just wondering since you never call me that... you did it earlier today and i noticed it," he said, you tried not to laugh on the spot at his uneasy state. "am i your husband? need to know because i can't recall the day we got married," he joked.

"it's a tiny prank," you admit seeing jude roll his eyes and lean away from you. "of course it is," jude said seriously with a small frown on his face. you followed him apologizing over and over again with a laugh, jude feeling a small pang of sadness wave over him. "jude," you call out, trying to get his attention but he refused moving or backing away.

"prank or no prank, i hope you still know your my hubby, that's what i have you saved on your contact handsome," you admit, seeing a glint of happiness reach his brown eyes again. "really?" you nod, "I'll show once you say bye."

he quickly said bye, kissing the camera on turning it off, grabbing you, and setting you on the marble counters. he kissed you deeply, blowing your breath away at his certain dominance, your heart warmed as he gently grabbed your left hand and placed the slightest kisses on your ring finger.

"i hope you know that one day i'll be your husband, and you will be my wife forever."

[vivid-dreamscapes]

Letting the Mha boys pick clothes at Target for you (got inspiration shopping with my mom at Target, sooo).

Deku

“Mkay baby.” You said as you and your boyfriend walked into Target. The large store was surprisingly calm for a Friday night—not busy but not empty.

The two of you continued to walk down the aisles, pulling him away as he awkwardly waved to little kids fanning over him, recognizing him from the TV.

“You’re allowed to pick three of any clothing item here and I have to buy and wear it.” You told him, laying out the idea of this little challenge. His green eyes snapped to your face, widening with excitement before scurrying off, leaving you to wait by the birthday cards. Oh gods.

Shortly after, he returned with one All Might hoodie, a fuzzy pair of baggy All Might pajama pants, and All Might socks. The cutest thing—he got two of each. One for you, one for him.

He of course, paid for his own.

Todoroki

“Hey Shoto, I have an idea.”

You said with a smile, looking over at your boyfriend as he sipped on his drink, looking at his phone. At the sound of his name, he looked up with a simple; “Hm?”

“Pick any three clothing items and I’ll buy and wear them, no take backsies.”

At first he just stared at you, as if wondering if he really had to do this. After a moment though, he shrugged and walked down the aisles.

You just sat on a bench next to a life size plastic dog—the dog mascot for target actually. You gave the fake dog a look before tilting the straw if you’re boba to it, as if offering it a sip. “Want some?”

About then, your boyfriend came back, not even questioning the fact you’re were talking to a dog mannequin with a target drawn on its eye.

“I didn’t really know what to pick, so here.” He said simply, handing you the items casually. The first item was a simple grey hoodie with a very soft and fluffy white inside. The second was a pair of sunglasses in you’re favorite color, and the third was jean jacket with jean square patches in light colors decorating it.

Bakugou

“Thanks for coming.” You said sinking as the two of you waked into Target. Your blonde boyfriend just grumbled, his hands shoved angrily into his pockets. Bakugou hated shopping, so the fact he came with was surprise. You did have an idea to make it up to him though.

“Tell you what. While I’m getting my stuff, you can pick out any three clothing items. I’ll buy and wear them no matter what.” You said and he looked up, clearly interested. Then; with a smirk you probably should have been concerned about, he walked off.

A few minutes later, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you found a smug looking Katsuki, his chosen objects in his hand. Suspiciously, you took them with a raised eyebrow, before your jaw dropped.

A lingerie set, a thong, and the only normal thing being some All Might baseball cap. You scoffed and slapped his arm lightly, a sinister chuckle escaping his lips.

Denki (they don’t have yellow T^T)

“Any three things?” The blonde asked excitedly, practically jumping up and down as you nodded. “No limits? Literally anything?” Once again, you nodded.

“For the gajillionth time, yes Denki.” You said with a soft smile and an eye roll. He bit his lip to Fontaine his excitement before squeaking out an ‘okay’ and dashing away.

To be honest, you half expected something extremely provocative, or extremely revealing. But when he came back, you were surprised. He had found a loose black tank top, some cute workout shorts, and a little chain you could hook to your jean belt loops or something.

“I just thought you’d look really cute in them!” He beamed, clearly proud with his pick. Ohhh your heart.

Kirishima

“Anything? Anything I want?” The red head asked, looking at you like he was a puppy and you were holding a treat. You gave him a sheepish grin and nodded.

“Yup. Any three things.” You told him. And with that, he was off, looking at every little thing excitedly.

As you waited by the [favorite accessory] area, you’re golden retriever boyfriend sped around, looking at every little thing. Choruses of ‘Ooo this is cute! But I can find cuter’ and ‘Noo’ and ‘This would be perfect!’ escaped his lips in the twenty minutes he was gone.

Soon, he returned with a big fluffy [Favorite animal] hoodie, some fluffy socks, and some shark slippers to match his at home.

(Tried to keep as gender neutral as possible)

Requests are ✨open for business✨! (Seriously, I have severe writers block, this alone took me a week)

[v1x3n]

R E A L M E E T C U T E

꒰ PAIRING : satoru gojo x reader , suguru geto x reader

꒰ SYNOPSIS : at a party, you two accidently 'bump' into each other and luckily for you he decides he likes you! unluckily for him, you got a boyfriend, someone he knows very well...

꒰ TAGS : fluff - alcohol mention , suggestive talk, sex mention.

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"oh my god" satoru grunts, shoving his way through a god awful house party. The smell of liquor and sweat lingered in the air as he stepped over a passed out person, the girl lay on the floor, vomit beside her and satoru almost gags. "ew" his eyebrows knit together, he looks over to one of his friends, shoko. the one who invited him to this party, she knew he didn't drink but told him to be there all because satoru is popular. Just because everyone has a big crush on him doesn't mean he's gonna like this party! he thinks.

"where the fuck is suguru" shoko sighs, looking up at satoru. "i don't know, i'm not staying"

"what?" she scoffs as they rummage past a crowd of rowdy people, the group smelling like strong alcohol. he grimaces and walks past them, determined to find suguru. he needed to get out of here but the long haired man had satorus keys, for some fucking reason, "i need my keys, when i find suguru, im going"

"girl, thats so boring, just stay!" shoko grips onto satorus arm.after searching through most of the house, they couldn't get into one of the doors due to it being locked and they didn't even bother going into the bathroom due to the sound of skin slapping against one another and gasping, they eventually give up looking. shoko parts from him and he ends up outside, sitting down on the doorstep with a tired look on his face. He's left alone until he feels someone trample over him, "ouch!" he squeals, looking up and seeing this girl.

"Oh my god! i am so fucking sorry!!" you tremble, looking down at him, your hands move to your mouth as you gasp, dropping your phone on the floor. "i-i didn't see you there!" you stammer.

he looks up at you and takes in your guilty expression, your sweet sincere voice mixed with your pretty face. "hey hey! it's okay" he stands up, stretching his arms, groaning. "been a while since a pretty girl like you stepped on me" he winks, taking a step toward you. He expected maybe a flushed reaction or for you to walk sway, calling him a freak, but you did not, you just burst out laughing. your hands still over your mouth but this time wasn't out of shock, it was from pure laughter. you giggle and your eyes squeeze together, calming yourself down and you look up at the man whose eyebrows are raised, "satoru, right?"

he smirks, "the one and only!" he stands up strong, his hands moved down to his waist and he stands there like he's the king of the world, "how might you know me?"

"my boyfriends mentioned you" oh. satorus face drops, boyfriend?, "ohhh, who's your boyfriend?" satoru speaks, mumbling slightly, his eyebrows raised high, looking down at your fluttering eyelashes as you look up at him, the height difference making it hard for them two to see eye to eye so you have to bend your head back.

that's when a large man peeps up beside you, a man who satorus familiar with, the man whose smile gleamed when he sees satoru, then it grows significantly when he sees you.

"suguru! i was-"

"baby!" you squeal silently, satorus head snaps to you, your head snapping towards satoru.

So your sugurus girlfriend?

[wooziorgans]

Have you ever sit by yourself and thought about being in a dark room with your boyfriend!Jihoon, the corner in which the bed is placed near the window which is transparent showing the downpour outside, him on the bed and you on his lap, cuddling in the chill weather, your head in his shoulder while he is caressing your back, his little signs and whimpers when you kiss his sweet spots, sucks on them being totally drunk on his smell and touch, him looking down his hand reaching to hold your chin and plant a firm peak on your lips, your one hand automatically grabbing his short hair as the kiss deepens while he is slowly leaning forward make you lay on the bed, the thunder strikes making the rain more fast, while you and him were in your own world of love.....

Had this in my head since monsoon started, I love rain romance🤭💗 what about you?

— downpour

ohhhhh my god YES. god i feel like hes so fucking clingy and responsive when hes tired, especially if its raining because the atmosphere of the fog outside and the soft thump of it against the window just,,,, ohhh lord.

also i think he whimpers! i think he whimpers and i am willing to fight ppl on this. have u heard his little woozi noises? he definitely whimpers, especially when he’s sensitive and he’s the most sensitive when you’re all up in his shit, kissing and biting at his neck ohhhhh godddd.

i think the space right under his ear is the most sensitive tho. like neck kisses?? great! but if u rlly wanna hear him, kiss right by his ear right next to his jaw and he cannot hold back his little noises.

i love the rain so much and i have a feeling that when he’s not caught in the middle of it, jihoon does as well so here’s 1.2k words of me needing him! this made me feel a little bit insane what have u done to me.

Those soft early ‘mornings’ where both of you wake up too early to get out of bed and do anything, but at an hour that's acceptable enough for you to stay awake, just for a little bit before falling back asleep. The clouds block out what little light is available, so the early early hours of the morning look as though it’s the dead of night, and it technically is. Jihoon had forgotten to close the window last night, and with both of you being as tired as you were, you both opted to just lay down for the night and stay warm by sharing body heat. Neither of you were planning on falling asleep so early, hence the ungodly hour you had woken up at, and neither of you move much in your sleep, so the position you ended up cuddling in is the one you wake up in. 

Soft skin against soft skin, tired whimpers as you both wake up; you first from the eight hours of sleep you managed to accumulate by four in the morning, and Jihoon, from you pushing your head further into his shoulder in your fatigue. He murmurs softly, hands finding your hair first, brushing it out of your face as you look up at him. Jihoon gives you a sleepy little smile, slowly waking up with you, completely basking in the warmth you and the covers give him in the cold bedroom. “Can’t sleep anymore?” He asks, voice a little scratchy with sleep still drifting away from him. You hum in acknowledgement, pushing your face into his neck. 

Jihoon’s hand slides up your (his) shirt, his fingers roaming over the pit of your spine. His touch is barely there, fingers hardly grazing your skin. It makes you shiver softly against him, goosebumps rising on your arms involuntarily. Your hands find their way into his hair, threading through the strands as your nails scratch against his scalp. He preens like a cat, leaning into your touch as his head rolls back slightly. 

You place a careful kiss to his jaw, near his ear and he’s a goner. The spot under his ear is particularly sensitive; even when you just dig your thumb into it slightly as you hold his neck, it has him squirming in his spot. He whimpers softly, and it makes you smile softly before you begin to softly suck at the skin. He throws his head back against the pillow, giving you more access to the soft skin of his neck. Jihoon’s hands finally settle on your back, one over the fabric of the shirt and one under it. 

You place another kiss to his sweet spot, before you slowly move your attack down his neck, lips ghosting over his Adam's apple as you move to kiss and suck at the same sweet spot on the other side of his neck. Jihoon’s tiny whines and whimpers are the only other sounds that fill the room aside from the downpour outside. 

Angling your head slightly to gently bite at his earlobe, you catch a draft of his shampoo. His cologne had long worn off, but the sheets smell like him and his hair smells so fucking good that it starts to drive you insane as he takes over all five of your senses. You suck in a shaky breath, and Jihoon catches your face before you can even make it to the destination of his earlobe. Jihoon’s grip on your face is gentle, hand holding the side of your face with so much care and adoration. You lean into his palm, allowing him to pull your face closer for a soft kiss. He still tastes like the sweet sauce on the chicken you two had for supper, but he always tastes so sweet that it doesn’t really make much of a difference. His lips are plush and soft, as they always are, and all you can think about is him, him, him. 

Jihoon’s hand that was still on your back slips down your warm skin to your waist. He wraps his arm around you, gently shifting his hip against the mattress and curling his legs around yours as he slowly rolls you over onto your back. His lips never leave yours, somehow maintaining the slow and careful pace.

Displays of his strength, no matter how frequently they happen (and let's face it, they happen a lot; your boyfriend is just really strong), always knock the oxygen right out of your lungs. You gripped his hair a little harder and opened your mouth softly in a gasp. Jihoon takes the opportunity to push his velvety tongue inside your mouth. You let him. You let him kiss you stupid in the downpour as you gently tug and pull on his hair because what else can you do? 

Jihoon’s little whines pick up in frequency as you bury yourself in him. He’s everywhere, muscular torso towering over you, making you feel so much smaller than him as he kisses you until the only thing you’re able to think about is Jihoon himself.  

He pulls away softly when you start to pant against his lips, hands still in his hair but holding on him not as tight. His eyes sparkle in the dark room; the glow of the street lights reflecting back at you in the form of stars in his eyes. God, he's so in love with you. “Love, what time is it?” He asks softly, pressing his forehead against yours, noses rubbing against each other. 

“Four, I think.” You whisper. He laughs gently at the volume of your voice, like the two of you weren’t supposed to be up this early and were afraid of getting caught. The arm that’s not holding him up bends, and his large hand slides back under your shirt. 

He shifts again, knees cracking softly as he rests his weight on them. With both hands available for action, he uses the other to pull you to his chest as he sits up temporarily. You already know what to do, engaging your core to keep yourself upright as both of his hands grip the hem of your shirt. “We should head back to sleep soon then, hm? It’s too early.” His voice is still scratchy, face pressed against your neck so the vibrations of his speech ripple through your entire body. 

Your nails scratch his back as he pulls the shirt over your head, laying you back down on the bed. “Yeah, it’s too early.” You agree, holding the side of his face against your neck, fingertips digging into the small bruise you left by his ear. He hisses before it devolved into another gentle whimper. You giggle and do it again, and Jihoon melts against you. Soft moans mix with tiny whines echo around the room. Thunder cracks, making both of you jump softly, giving you both unexpected friction as you move against each other unexpectedly.

Jihoon feels like putty in your hands, giving into the early morning session of feeling each other up, cock hardening against your thigh as you make a mess of him. The rain picks up and you feel drunk on him; his scent, his size, his strength, his little noises, him. He’s everywhere and he’s everything to you. Something about the rain relaxes Jihoon, and it makes him more compliant when you need him like this. He places another kiss to your lips, jaws moving in sync with each other in perfect rhythm. You know Jihoon and he knows you, and that’s what makes this even better.

Safe to say, the both of you got a few more hours of sleep after working yourselves slowly into exhaustion as he brought both of you to completion with slow, deep thrusts and gentle kisses wherever either of your mouths could reach.

[cupidssorbet]

“Let me use these fangs..”

Miguel O’Hara X Reader.

Summary: None! Muahaha! Includes: Biting, slight blood-kink, teasing, body appreciation, Mentions of the word ‘cunt’ & ‘pussy’, slight smug Miguel, just some filth babes.

★Please read!★ The reader has no specified race etc so it’s very much just put yourself in that place! Anyways you’re reading at your own volition, this was inspired by this tiktok: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRowUMqa/ !

You were working on some dinner for him for when he finally came home from what you called his shenanigans and what he called incredibly important. Humming along to the music that played from your speaker, dancing about as he came through the front door, his mask just barely coming up and off. You immediately catching his eyes as you swayed your hips to the music.

God it did something to him, all day long he’d been thinking about you, your face, your body, your voice, your cunt. It did something to him.

That’s why it came as a surprise to you when Miguel’s hands found your hips as he set his mask off to the side. His lips going straight for your neck as he left open mouthed kisses. “Miguel?” You managed to spit out, as you carefully put the wooden spoon you were using to stir the food in the pan down. “What is the meaning for all of this? not exactly complaining.”

You breathed out as his fangs grazed across your neck, his breath fanning against it. “He estado pensando en ti.(I've been thinking about you.)” Miguel exhaled slightly, sucking a hickie into your skin. “Me? Why- Ohhh sweet god, Why uh Why me?” You managed to get out getting stuck on some words like a broken record.

“Estas caderas, esos muslos, estos labios, este coño...(These hips, those thighs, these lips, this pussy...).” His hands snaked around feeling everywhere he could, “It’s been plaguing my mind all day.”

“God..But Miguel I’ve got dinner going I really should..” He quickly reached his hand down and flicked off the fire, “There, Now you won’t have to worry.” Miguel was quick with picking you up and bringing you up to your shared bedroom, shutting the door with his foot and gently tossing you onto the bed with a slight ‘Miguel!’ as he made his way over, “God I’ve been waiting for this,” He brought his hand to snake past your waistband of your pants and panties, finding your cunt slick and wet as he brought his mouth to kiss you, bring his kisses to come down your chin and neck leaving small bites on your neck as he went.

“All wet for me huh Chiquita?” He murmurs with that stupid smug slight smirk that you felt on your skin. His fingers rubbing gently in a teasing way on your clit, bringing it down to your needy hole dipping in causing you to gasp slightly. A slight chuckle coming him as he continued to kiss everywhere he could.

He kept pumping with one finger then two, your eyes fluttering as your breathing got labored. “I’m only just getting started and look at you a mess.” he pulls back pulling his fingers out and bringing them to his mouth cleaning them effortlessly. “Strip.” He says and that’s all you need hear, moving as fast as you could to slide it off, shirt gone to the floor as well as your pants and your underwear & bra.

“Lay down Querida.(Darling)” He motions for you lay down against the propped up pillows, you lay back your hair splayed behind you watching as he removed his suit. You couldn’t help but stare at his face, his chest, his whole body.. he was left in just his boxers as he climbed onto the bed hooking his arms underneath your legs, bringing you closer. “I can put these to use,” he flashes his fangs, licking up the supple flesh of your inner thighs.

He left purple hickies all along your thighs purposefully missing where you wanted him most, gently biting into it licking the blood that slightly dribbled from the bites he put too much pressure on, reveling in the way you tried to bring your cunt to his face and he denied you every time.

“Miguelll..” You whine your head lolling back, “Alright…Alright,” He smiles smugly into your thigh at your whining. He brings his mouth down to your wet stick cunt licking a long stripe from your wet hole to your clit. Keeping eye contact until he dove in without hesitation. Your hand flying to cover your mouth, a gasp coming your lips. He stops, one of his hands taking yours and moving it. “No no, I wanna hear all of those noises.” He states before going straight back to what he was doing.

Eating you out like he was a starved man, his hands gripping your thighs massaging them as he continued your slick coating his chin and lips, making his fangs & lips shine. Your hands find his hair as you gasp and cry to him, tangling them into his soft hair. He groans into your cunt, that familiar feeling rising in your stomach, then he adds his fingers pumping two of them in and out. It added to the pressure and then it snapped, he lapped it up. Leaning back wiping his chin of your slick.

“God..I missed your cunt.” he hummed licking his fingers clean, the now noticeable bulge catching your eye as he brought himself up. Your rose from your spot bringing your hand to palm him making his breath hitch slightly. “Miguel let me help you please.” You looked up at him through your lashes. “You sure you can handle it?” He looks down at you exhaling slightly.

You nodded slightly, and he couldn’t help but chuckle slightly. “Alright belleza(beauty).” He exhales with a slight smirk taking your spot. You smiled hurrying over laying between his legs, moving your hands up to pull down his boxers his cock springing free with a bead of precum coming from the tip. Your hand immediately coming to it, rubbing up and down your thumb coming over the tip making him inhale.

“Please..Don’t tease me like that.” He groans his head leaning back against the headboard, you smiled licking stripes up his dick before completely taking him in your mouth, pumping what you couldn’t take. Humming slightly when you heard him make noises at a reaction making him exhale shakily even more.

You moved your head in a steady up and down, gagging slightly when the tip hits the back of your throat. He revels when you gag on him, it makes him feel some kind of way. He thrusts up slightly into your mouth, spit coming to the corners of your mouth as you tried your best to still take him. His hand finds your cheek wiping any tears that fell from your eyes.

Before he could even cum in your mouth, he pulls out and sighs. “Please let me use that cunt.” He asked so politely and you couldn’t deny him, he looked so desperate. You smiled before gasping as his hands found your hips lifting you above before his tip slid through your folds. Before he gently as he possibly could pushed it in.

Groaning as it went into your warm tight pussy, “Ohhh..” You slurred as he was barely filling you with only being half way on his cock. He slowly brought you down onto it carefully before he was fully sheathed inside you. “So tight and warm.” He exhaled in your ear letting you lean back on his chest, his hand finding your clit rubbing gently circles as you murmured and mumbled.

“You like that?” All you could do was nod, “Uh-Huh, Tell me.” He demanded his fangs finding your exposed neck gently nipping and biting. “Yeah, Yeah..Really like.” you sputtered out, eyes batting closed then open lazily sitting half lidded. He smiled smugly into your neck, “Mm..Good Good,”

He had set a pace, one that started out soft and careful before he got to into it. Becoming rougher, his hand bringing your hand to rub your clit, his groans and slight whines in your eyes making you clench around his dick. “Dios cariño, ¿te gusta eso?(God honey, do you like that?)” He chuckled breathlessly.

His thrusts becoming erratic and sloppy, your cunt spasming as you came around cock, he couldn’t help but speed up at the feeling. “Feels too damn good..” He sighs his breathing labored, uneven and hot on your skin. Sweat beading at your forehead. “Please please.” You whine in more of a whisper.

“Hm?” He murmurs, “Miguel please..” He chuckles, “You,You want it in?” He hums kissing a bit rougher in your shoulder and neck, “Yes yes..” You nodded as he rammed up in your cunt as wet squelch coming from it. He sped up, “Almost there..Can you let go for me one more time, please Cariño.” His hand finds your clit rubbing circles making you clench around him.

The feeling of everything made you both snap, your cunt clenching around him spasming as he shot his white hot cum into you, his head lolling back doing slow sloppy thrusts into you. Your fluids mixing as he finally came to a slow. Out of breath and laughing slightly, “Was it what you’ve been thinking about all day?”

He gave you a kiss on the cheek, “Of course, Better than I ever dream of.” He carefully pulls out of you, making you whine at the empty feeling. “C’mon, let’s get a nice warm bath.”

[emchante]

Divorced dad Daniel seeing you gain the healthy weight you do once your relationship becomes serious and feeling himself go feral every time he sees your soft curves. He might even hand feed you something, imagining gripping that waist, that ass, those wide hips later. The fullness of them fitting so right into his palms 🤭

~🫠 (the og has returned)

WHEN WE NEEDED THEM MOST.. THE OG ANON RETURNED 🫵🫵 and oh.. did they return with something to just kill me off.

you know the drill, rambles below<3

but god. god do i LOVE this trope. healthy weight gain is something that’s tender to my heart, especially as a curvier girl. and it works so well with this au, and daniel who ends up gaining a little weight after realising how comfortable he is with you<3

daniel loves the sight of you, always. he thought he couldn’t love you anymore, but when he sees your curvier body, wider hips, softer front? oh, he somehow loves you even more. and it makes him feel a lot, not just happiness. no, we know this man is a dirty dog, so his mind is racing when you fill out a little more.

when he stands behind you in the kitchen with hands on your hips, his eyes are constantly on them. watching as his fingers dip in slightly to the softer skin that now resides there.

when you’re laying together in bed,daniel’s head at your stomach, and your t-shirt rides up a little— daniel makes sure to place kisses on the few stretch marks that have appeared over you. you aren’t a fan, it makes you insecure— but daniel changes your mind about that, showing you that they’re beautiful, and show a sign of how happy you are, being yourself.

and when you’re going out to an event, or for a date? the way your dress hugs your soft edges and curves sends daniel’s mind in a frenzy. he honestly wants to cancel wherever you’re going, rip that dress off you and show you how much he loves you. he tells you that, too. but of course it only gets a laugh and a light slap to the chest from you. but he’s dead serious with what he says.

and ohhh, the hand feeding? marvellous. it’s not uncommon for you and daniel to hand feed each other, when one of you has a sweet treat, you reach out to the other to let them have a try. daniel loves it, a low growl escapes him when you teasingly lick along his fingers to get every last bit.

but when you stand up, walking to the kitchen to get a drink, his mind is in the gutter. thinking about how beautiful you’d look when he’s fucking you doggy style, one hand on your back as the other gropes at your wide hips. or when you’re riding him, how his eyes are hypnotised with the way your chest bounces up and down, hands distracting themselves with your waist as your softer body fills up his palms. or when he’s fucking into you, watching all of your soft body beneath him, before moving his eyes to your softer face, flushed cheeks and eyes squeezed shut as you moan his name loudly.

“danny?” you ask, snapping him out of his thoughts. daniel sits up immediately, shaking his head as he smiles at you.

“everything alright, sweetheart?” he asks with a strained voice, swallowing thickly as he tries to focus on the present moment. your eyebrow raises as you sit down next to him again.

“i think i should be asking you that,” you mutter, hand trailing up his thigh and cupping at his clothed erection, and fuck— when did he get hard? surely it wasn’t—

“fuck,” he moans as you squeeze his cock, hips thrusting up into your hand as you move closer to him, soft body pressing into his own.

[suguruspit]

Thinking about AFAB and gender neutral reader with Ino Takuma, letting him worship their body and praise them

Ohhh praise kink goes hard especially with ino!! I have so many thoughts

cw; fingering, oral (reader and Ino), French kissing, grinding, dry humping, public sex (you don't get caught!), talking you through, coming untouched

Ino Takuma who will lay down on the bed with you, whispering sweet praises into your ear as he plays with you, hand moving slowly and teasing over where you're most sensitive. Groaning when you make little sounds that drive him crazy, rutting into the air as he toys with you.

"So wet, fuck baby." He whispers into your ear, hand going a little faster but he can't help it - it affects him as much as it does you. Even though you're the one being touched, he's making little ah ah ah's when you start to get vocal.

Ino Takuma who runs his hands up and down your soft torso as he makes out with you, sloppy tongue and clashing teeth as you giggle into each others mouths, him making little comments about how perfect you are, made for him, and he's just lucky. Anytime that he can get his hands on you he will, even if it's when you're at the club, in an alley, in his car, anywhere. He's obsessed with you, how soft your body is, how responsive you are.

Ino Takuma groaning as he pushes two long fingers into you, burying his head into your chest as he starts whining in tandem with you;

"Fuck, so wet baby so tight," He whimpers, practically humping the bed as fingers you, slowly adding a third finger after scissoring the two for a couple of minutes. You feel yourself gush slightly just at the change of pace and he's moaning again. "Fuck. You're so good, my good baby, huh? Fucking think about this all day, want you all the time."

"Takuma-" You stutter out, the heat of it all just too much, everything he's saying going straight to your core. You're so sensitive, hormones really working for you in that department. "I-"

"Make a mess on me," Ino nods, doubling his efforts, using his thumb to draw quick little circles on your dick as you choke on your own moans. "God, you're doing so good. Let go for me, shit please, let me have it, yeah?"

You grunt as you come, no energy left in you to vocalise as you come all over him, you wetness hitting all the way up to his elbow as he whines and gasps into your mouth as he kisses you, coming untouched just from pleasing you.

Ino Takuma who loves dry humping, especially if you're both still in boxers and making a mess of yourselves. Lowering his hips so that his dick catches against yours, strong arms framing you as his brown hair tickles your nose, heavy pants bleeding into his kisses as he devours you, thanking you endlessly as you lie there and let him go at it.

"Fuck, thank you baby, so fucking perfect like this." Takuma whines, he's just as responsive as you as he grinds down against you. He hasn't even got undressed properly, his jeans around his ankles as the chains on them brush coldly against your leg. "Always so perfect, the way you feel, fuck. I could slip inside like this, y'know?"

You whine into his mouth as you twitch underneath him, and he definitely feels it, raking a hand down to push down on your chest for leverage as he starts to come, hot come spilling in his boxers as you feel it wet against you, triggering your own orgasm as you slick the both of you.

"So good, my perfect baby." He pants as he kisses your lips softly, brown eyes full of adoration.

Ino Takuma takes any and all opportunities to go down on you, always scrambling with your belt when you just nod as his request, swearing with how giddy he is, kissing all down your torso and hips as he sinks to his knees, pressing you against the alleyway wall.

Fifteen minutes of grinding in the club and he's straining against his jeans, stumbling and pushing you desperately into the nearest dark alley, pressing desperate kisses to wherever he can.

When he finally gets his mouth on you, suckling and spitting nastily you don't know who's being more vocal. He's moaning like a whore as he sucks you off, your hand tugging light brown locks as your eyes roll back and your head hits the brick wall with a distant thud.

You push down onto his head as you grind your hips into his mouth, rolling them as you fuck his face in public, your slick already on his chin and nose as he eats noisly, shaking his head when you try to pull him off with a warning - you know how messy you get when you're drunk.

When you come, hand against your mouth as you cry out, you can feel how wet and explosive it is, absolutely drenching him. You shake as he pulls off, but he doesn't give you a chance to recover as he kisses you roughly, licking into your mouth and groaning when you say you can taste yourself.

Palming him through his jeans not once, but twice, and he's twitching and coming practically untouched.

"Fuck, so fucking good, ngh." He breathes into your mouth, hips still pushing into your touch as he rides his orgasm out. "You always know what I need, you always got me."

Ino Takuma who gets off on overstimulation, looking up at you through hooded eyes as he swirls his tongue over you, licking and slurping and making such a mess - you're already three orgasms in, and you're bordering on painful overstimulation as he continues to get any taste of you he can.

"One more, okay?" He begs you, slipping two fingers into you and curling them up as he sucks gently, groaning as you cry out. It's all so much, too much, but your orgasm is rapidly approaching. "Fuck yeah, honey. One more, fucking use me, want to see you come baby please."

Who are you to deny him?

You keen and your body arches off the bed as you come, waves of it crashing over you and almost knocking you out as your vision goes white, your boyfriend helping you through it as he comes in his boxers for the second time that night.

"Good boy." You mutter, patting his sweaty hair and biting your lip at the sight of his fucked-out expression.

"One more?"

You never can say no, not when he takes care of you so well.

[oikasugayama]

hiii could you write poe coming untouched? i feel like thats somethig he would do and ohhh god 🛐🛐🛐

UM YEAH I SURE CAN BC HE TOTALLY WOULD

gn!reader, NSFW, MDNI bc i'm an adult get away from me. not edited or formatted or whatever, very stream-of-consciousness

Poe is fairly insecure and needy, so relatively often you have to reassure him that he's your one and only, you love him so much, no one else matters to you, etc. etc. The words and affection (hair pets, kisses, cuddles) help for sure, but the best way to reassure to him that you're his and no one else's, and he's yours and no one else's, is to rail him. absolutely fuck the shit out of him.

it starts with the kisses and cuddles, but your touches gradually move lower and lower, rubbing his hip and his thigh until you're eventually kissing on his neck and rubbing his crotch like that oscar wilde movie scene, you know:

poe doesn't sit in your lap though, he wants you on top of him, he likes to feel small and taken care of. (he's fairly tall and gangly so it's not exactly easy to make him feel small, but he tries his best)

you take him to your room, lay him in bed, and take his clothes off while kissing and touching him. it's definitely more kissing than touching--you'll make out of with him for a while, lightly brush your hand over his crotch. kiss down his neck, mutter that he's so pretty, and you love the way he whines for you. he pets you back, running his hands up and down your arms and your back, petting your hair when you kiss lower and lower on his body.

he tries to buck his hips up to get some kind of friction, but you sit up and tsk.

"no, no no," you coo, sliding your hands up his body, making sure none of you gets close to his crotch. "that won't do. you're a good boy, right? my good boy."

"yes," he whines, wrapping his arms around you. "I'm your good boy. can I touch you? i want to touch you."

"Do you deserve to? are you going to worship me?"

"yes" he insists, nodding hard.

"will you make me cum? with just your tongue?"

poe keeps nodding.

"what if i sit on your face, hmm? that sounds nice."

"yes. god yes please, please."

"and you're not allowed to touch yourself, you understand? your hands stay on my thighs."

"yes yes yes yes yes"

you finally relent, getting naked yourself and crawling up his body until your knees are by his head and you're hovering over his face.

"hands on my thighs," you demand, and he quickly obliges, getting comfortable. his tongue is already sticking out, trying to reach you. you make him wait, though. you softly move his hair out of his face, you trace your fingers around his eyes and nose and his eyebrows.

"you're so handsome, you know that? such pretty eyes, such nice hair. you've got such a perfect nose and such lovely lips."

"thank you," he says softly. he knows he has to say thank you otherwise you'll fuck him in front of the mirror and make him compliment himself--sometimes he's okay with it, but it's not what he wants right now.

"eat up, baby."

then you finally lower yourself down, sitting fully on his face. no hovering, no going easy on him, full sitting.

and he loves it. he loves the weight of you, he loves feeling the warmth of your inner thighs, loves your taste, loves your smell, everything. his tongue goes straight to work, teasing and tasting everything. he's good at it, too. he made sure a long time ago that he could make you cum on his tongue because he wanted to be good for you. he wanted to be the best for you.

you swear that between your own moaning and your praise of him you can hear little moans from underneath you. you rub his hands, groan, squirm around grind down on his tongue.

"fuck, poe, you're so good. so good for me baby, yeah, just like that, right there!!" and so many other praising and filthy things. he can't take it anymore at a point. the feeling of you on him, the nice things you keep saying, the taste he's so addicted to. his hands tighten on your thighs, he squirms around a little, keeps moaning, and then you notice his breathing picks up and you feel something splash on your back.

"eh?" you turn around just a bit and catch the final sight of his cock twitching as the last bit of cum settles on his belly. he whines under you as you lift off of him, wanting to hear his voice when you ask:

"did you just cum? you weren't supposed to touch yourself."

"I didnt!! i didn't do anything, i couldn't help it, you just feel so good, i can't help it. i love to please you."

"oh, you sweet thing." you reach behind you and wipe some of his cum off your back then take your hand up to your mouth and taste it. "well it's my turn then, isn't it? keep going, darling." and you sit back down.

[sissylittlefeather]

I Can Help

A/N: A one-shot. I wanted to write some smut and this just came pouring out of me. This is hastily written and not proofread so I'm sorryyyyy. It was just for fun!

Big thanks to @ccab for always loving my writing even before you read it!

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, this is pure smut, kissing, cussing, fingering, p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie

Word count: 1.4K (just a little sexy thing)

As the hot water fills the bathtub, you take a deep breath. Your husband has been rehearsing late into the night for weeks now. You're getting a little tired of putting yourself to bed, but you guess that's the price you pay for being married to Elvis Presley. Still, you miss him a lot, especially at night. Sure, you stayed up for a quick romp several times over the past few weeks, but you're both always so tired that it feels rushed and you wish you could just find some time to be the two of you again. You've always prided yourself on your ability to keep him satisfied. You really hope that these late rehearsals don't mean you've lost your touch.

Once the tub is full, you take off your robe and slip into the hot water. It feels good on your skin and you're thankful that Elvis made sure to have a nice big bathtub installed for you in the Vegas suite. You lay there for a while just soaking in the sensation, enjoying the candles you lit before you got in.

But you can't stop thinking about him. He looked so good when he left earlier in his multicolored silk shirt and striped pants. You tried to steal a few kisses before he headed out, and he indulged you for as long as he could before he absolutely had to go, assuring you that he would see you as soon as possible.

You don't even really notice that your hand gravitates toward your center. Your mind is still on him in that damn silk shirt when you start to rub slow circles on your clit. A soft moan escapes your lips as your fingers pick up speed. You slide your other hand in between your legs and slip two fingers into yourself. You pump them in and out as you continue to rub your clit.

"Mmm... Elvis..." You moan again as you touch yourself. You're so engrossed in what you're doing, so focused on your delicious husband and the things you're imagining him doing, that you don't even notice when he walks into the room and leans against the doorframe, watching you.

A wide smile spreads across his face, accentuating his apple cheeks, when he realizes what you're up to. He stands there silently, taking you in as you pleasure yourself. It's not until you come and moan loudly that he says anything.

"Ohhh, Elvis..."

"Yes, baby?"

"OH FUCK." You pull your hands away from yourself as quickly as possible and try to seem as nonchalant as you can, even though you're sweating and breathing heavily from your orgasm. Your cheeks turn bright red when you realize he's there.

"H-how long have you been standing there?!"

"Long enough, doll." He smirks at you and licks his lips. You sink into the water and try to hide behind your hands.

"Oh my god." You're not sure you've ever been this embarrassed before. Despite the fact that you're married, he's never seen you do this before and something about it feels particularly dirty.

"Honey, it's okay. I'm not complainin'. At least I know you were thinkin' about me." He walks to you and sits on the side of the tub.

"I'm so embarrassed." You still can't look into his eyes. He leans down and tips your chin up so that you have to look at him.

"You don't need to be." He looks at you with so much love and affection that you can't help but trust him. You nod and for the first time it dawns on you that he's home early.

"You're here."

"I am. I missed you."

"I missed you too."

"Clearly." You roll your eyes and he laughs his big-joy laugh. When he stops laughing his eyes meet yours with something else in them. "You want some help?"

"Help?"

He rolls his sleeve up, dips his hand under the water, and touches you, massaging your clit gently. You arch your back and moan softly. He slides two fingers inside you and uses his palm to continue rubbing your clit.

"Come on, baby. I know you can come more than once." You blush again, but what he's doing with his hand distracts you. You feel the blood rush to your core and you know you won't last much longer. He reaches over and teases your nipples with his other hand as he finger-fucks you. Your chest is heaving as your orgasm gets closer and closer. You'll never get over how he can bring you to a climax with just one hand.

"Ah, ah, Elvis, yes!" You moan loudly as you come on his hand. He smiles as your walls pulse and throb around his fingers. He pulls his hand away and stands up, removing his silk shirt, boots, belt, and pants in that order. Sinking into the tub across from you, he puts his hands under your arms and drags you into his lap.

"My turn, honey." You nod and straddle his lap, pushing his cock into you as you drop slowly into his lap. He groans and leans his head back against the wall. "Yes, that's my good girl."

You roll your hips on him, the water brushing against your already-sensitive clit as you fuck him. You've never done it in the water like this before and the sensation is overwhelmingly pleasurable. He starts with both hands on your hips guiding your movements, but he moves them to cup your breasts as you continue to ride him. His hands move around to your back and they're big enough to cover all of you as he pulls you close to him and kisses your neck and chest.

"This is what I needed." You moan as you grind on him.

"I know, baby. Why do you think I'm here?" You lean in and kiss him fully on the mouth.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, honey." The whole time, you're fucking him deeply. "Goddamn, I missed this."

He reaches up and puts a stray chunk of hair behind your ear and kisses you gently.

"I wanna fuck you harder. Let's get out." He pats your bottom to indicate that you should get up. You do and he follows you, rock hard cock bouncing with every movement. He dries himself and you quickly with a plush black towel and then scoops you into his arms to carry you into the bedroom. When you get there, he half-tosses you onto the bed and crawls on top of you.

"You want me to fuck you, baby?"

"Yes, God, yes!" He lines himself up with you and pushes into you fully. You moan loudly together and he picks up a steady rhythm of pounding into you. In the bathtub your pace was gentle but now he's making up for all the nights when he couldn't drive into you like he wanted to. He slams his hips into yours passionately, watching your breasts bounce with each thrust. You're both moving fast into an orgasm and yours hits you like a freight train just as he pounds into you deeply.

"Yes! Y/n, yes baby, fuck!" You feel his warmth spill into you and you shudder and pulse around him as he comes. He kisses your shoulder and your lips and then rolls off of you sweating and breathing heavily.

"Goddamn, honey, I missed you so much."

"I missed you too." You roll over and lay your hand on his chest. He grabs it and kisses your fingers.

"Obviously..." You pull your hand back to cover your face and he laughs again.

"Baby, please. You really don't need to be embarrassed. I did it last night after you went to sleep." You uncover your face and sit up a bit.

"You did?!"

"You really think I needed a shower at 3am?"

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You were sleeping so good. I didn't want to bother you."

"Please, bother me next time." He smiles and kisses your fingers again.

"I'm just sayin'. You shouldn't be embarrassed. But next time I'll wake you up. Save both of our hands some trouble." This time you laugh with him.

"I love you so damn much."

"I love you too, doll. I promise not to neglect you again."

"I can't promise I won't spend some time in the bathtub again."

"I should hope not. You've given me a whole new scene to replay when I'm in the shower." You shove him gently and he laughs again and pulls you close.

This was exactly what you needed. Thank God he decided to come home early. Even if he did happen to catch you...

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Character: Fives

Number: 7

Emoji: 😜

(This is such a cool idea!)

Thank you! No pressure, and no rush!

Oh. My. God. When I was making the prompt list I saw this one and immediately thought Fives. And then I got the damn ask 😂

Prompt: *tipsy* “Have you ever thought about porgs? I think we should think more about porgs.”

Warnings: Fives had a good time at 79s, Kix and Jesse make a cameo. Fives is a clingy lil shit. Reader is implied to be female.

270 follower celebration

About Porgs (Fives x Reader)

Your comm beeped on the vanity. Curiosity getting the better of you, you paused brushing your teeth to see who it was.

“Hey Vod’ika it’s Kix. Fives had a few too many at 79s so he’s your problem tonight. Jess and I will bring him over there soon.”

You shook your head with a smile, remembering the Medic’s rants about the last time Fives was drunk and staying in the barracks. Apparently he had kept everyone awake by singing a badly written love song about you.

You grabbed a glass and filled it with water, before pouring out a couple of painkillers to go with it.

“Force knows he’ll need it in the morning,” you muttered to yourself.

Not too long after the comm your doorbell rang. You opened the door to find Fives, partially supported by Kix and Jesse. He had a lopsided grin on his face and his eyelids were drooping just a little. He did light up when he saw you.

“Mesh’laaa!” He cheered.

You sighed, stepping out of the way so your ARC trooper could stumble inside.

“Thanks, boys. I got him all set up for tomorrow morning. He’s not catching a break.”

Jesse and Kix said goodnight and returned to the barracks, leaving you to deal with Fives.

“Alright let’s take care of your armor.” You ordered, pushing him into the bedroom. He sat down on the bed as you began to pull each piece of his kit off. Once you got down to the belt, something akin to the transition between confusion and realization flashed across his face and he gasped.

“Ohhh it’s like thattt.” He slurred,

You knit your brows together and feigned innocence, just so you didn’t have to give him the satisfaction.

You frowned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“C’mon Mesh’la.”

You stacked the rest of his kit at the foot of the bed. “You’re going to go right to sleep buddy. After you drink some water. ”

He pouted, but took a couple of sips anyway, then layed down. You returned the cup to the nightstand and turned the light off. For a second, you wondered if Fives was asleep because everything was quiet. But then-

“Have you ever thought about porgs? I think we should think more about porgs.”

That one threw you for a loop. You started laughing at the sheer ridiculousness of the statement.

“What?” You wheezed.

“I mean why d’they scream so much? Poor things must be tr…tram…trama…scared or something.”

You flopped down on the bed and groaned. “Go to sleep Fives.”

“Jus sayin’”

“Fives–“

“Fineee.”

You felt him wrap his arms around you and bury his face in your neck, where he placed a lazy kiss.

“G’night Mesh’la.”

“Goodnight Fives.”

“Love you.”

You kissed his temple. “I love you too. Now sleep.”

He let out a deep chuckle. “Yess’m”

[legitchase]

König x Male!Reader

(I know I don't do fanfics any ore but this prompt or small fic has been stuck in my head)

I must say trying to make german sound appealing is so difficult if you speak the language yourself

Stuff to look forward too: Dominant!König, Submissive!Reader (This will be military inaccurate)

König and you just came back from a mission but as soon as they got into their shared barracks, you push König to sit on a chair as he immediately kneel down putting his head on Königs thigh looking up at him with pleading eyes.

Your head being places close to Königs crotch that that got harder at the sight of you, König held the back his head "Please König can I? I've been so good for this mission and I really need this!" You whine out from below.

"In ordnung Liebes, but we do this my pace ok?" (Aright love) König leaned down a bit to get closer to his face. Your face lights up at this working in getting Königs pants off, as soon as Königs pants were down his dick jumped out, it matches Königs height pretty much it was lengthy but not too much that it will damage him and it was pretty thick but more so at the base than at the tip.

You started of slowly and gently touching Königs base as if seeing it for the first time before he decides to give Königs tip a lick on the slit, making König groan out deeply which you felt going like a shiver down his body straight to his own dick as it pulsed against his pants.

You finally took a bit of Königs dick into his mouth "Aah s-scheiße, das machst du fantastisch Liebes~" (Aah s-shit, you're doing this fantastically Love~) König praises hum as he took more moving his head up and down in a good and steady rhythm.

You didn't know why but each time König spoke German, it had an effect on him "p-please fuck me König! Please! I want to have you in me I beg you!" You begged just sucking him off not being good enough anymore, König looked at him in thought "Dafür müssen wir dich erstmal vorbereiten." (For that we need to prepare you first) His voice sounded stern like he was trying to reason with you that they couldn't just go raw as König would definitely hurt him like that. König moved his boot between your crotch moving it slightly making you moan out "Aufstehen. Los." (Get up. Come on."

And you did just that, standing up as König did the same going towards the bed "you know the rules, if I hurt you too much say the word and I will stop" König said in english this time to make sure you understood him clearly, you nodded at him while saying "yes of course" as you lied down on the bed waiting for Königs next moves.

König pulled out some lube sitting behind you "Arsch hoch." (Ass up) König demanded and so you did laying on your front sticking your ass up presenting it to him in a way "So ein guter junge~" (such a good boy~) König spread your ass cheek a bit to get a better view of your hole that was already clenching for him, König only chuckled at the sight, König removed a glove showing his big veiny hands as he put some lube in them softly preparing you for the intrusion, as he put one of his fingers slowly in you gasped "O-ohhh god~" you moaned out at the feeling König always felt great to you, being it in you mouth, his fingers, his dick, his kisses... it didn't matter he always felt good and gentle yet rough when he needs to be.

König put another finger in slowly stretching you whole watching out for every change in expression to check if he didn't harm you, but quite the opposite you were in ecstasy by just his fingers alone "Haha was soll denn passieren wenn du erstmal was größeres bekommst?~" (Haha what is going to happen if you get something bigger?~) he pushed his fingers deeper then usual making you gasp on air letting out a high out a moan that made König feel like his dick is doing more the thinking than he does.

He loved this, he loved you and mostly he loved your reaction to all of him, whatever he does you have a reaction and he loves it. König now pulls his fingers out slowly making you whine at the loss but more excited because you knew that now it was his dick you needed to get used to.

König lines his dick at you gaping hole pushing in slowly, you let out a pained whine as König tried to soothe you by leaving small kisses on your neck softly massaging your head playing with you hair. It did help you calm down not even noticing König went in halfway, he stopped there to make sure he didn't hurt you rather doing this step by step.

When you gave him the go he moved his hips into yours slightly, you getting used to half his length in you, due to your jobs in the military you dont have enough time or energy to do this often but dear gods was it akways worth the wait.

Even while being dominant König let out noises himself which sounded like heaven to you, letting out moans yourself to let him know how good he feels which made him feel warm inside.

After a while König was fully in, his thick length causing you hole to grab around him in need of him to move. König started off with just rolling his hips into yours slowly to get you more accustomed to his length, you let out high pitch whines which, if recorded, would make you feel like a pornstar, and Lords you didn't mind it if it was König doing this to you. König leaned more back so his dick could go further inside you after a bit he pulled put turning you around so you were on you back

"Ich will dich sehen.." (I want to see you..) as he moved closer putting himself inside you again now moving more fast and rough the pace making you see stars, König pulled up his mask to finally give you a kiss his tongue meeting your lips before you opened you mouth for him sharing a passionate tongue kiss.

One of Königs hands is on your hip holding you securely as the other went to your dick to jerk it, making you whine out more louder along with heavy breaths and moans at the feeling "pleassseee!~ König dear! I need to cum please! I need to cum because you make me feel so great!~ fuuuuck!" You whine out his dick hitting all the right puts in you along with him jerking you off this was heaven to you "komm schon Liebes, mach schon komm für mich~" (come on love, do it cum for me~)

His words made your head all fuzzy as you sight went white as you cum on yourself and a bit on Königs hand as König came inside of you lots of thick seed filling you up, so much it leaks out of you ass slowly and onto the bed, König would ingrain this image into his head for sure.

"Gut gemacht, so ein guter junge nur für mich zum ruinieren~" (Good job, such a good boy just for me to ruin~) König whispered in a dark tone as you panted, you noticed König standing up ready to start with after care, he was always so caring with you.

König came back with a towel and a water bottle, cleaning you up first before giving you the bottle to drink "I didn't hurt you did I? Please say if I did love" König sounded worried making sure you were ok you told him you were fine.

After the aftercare you two layed down and enjoyed each others presence cuddled up into each other falling asleep.

Ok I haven't written fanfic in a long time and I don't plan to go back to it I just had this picture of the reader kneeling down putting the head to Königs legs looking up at him, which I got from a Pinterest picture of König soooo thank Pinterest, sort of along the way I lost my motivation to write so some parts may seem rushed