#or Red and plump <3

[thefairestfacts]

[miupow]

hear me out...chan trying to fit it in but he's too big and he's whispering all kinds of stuff trying to get you to take it and you're frustrated and needy and you're just so !! done !! because it feels empty and he's so close yet he's not in and finally finally, his thick tip catches and he inches in agonizingly slow simply to hear you whine for it

꒰୨୧◞ ⤷ ❛❛ TOO BIG ! ❜❜ .ᐟ bang chan.

[ ⟡ ] ── minors do not interact ! ⭑ fem!reader , soft dom!chan , est. relationship , monster cock chris lol , size kink , dirty talk , praise kink , daddy kink , missionary/mating press , unprotected sex , bulge kink

a/n ⸝⸝ happy (late) comeback day !! i’m not very proud of this drabble but it’s here and i’m posting it anyway lol <3 save me big dick chris.. save me..

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“it’s too big, channie,” you whimper, peering down between your legs— the big fat tip of chan’s cock throbs an angry red as he slides it up between your pussy lips, taps it against your fluttering hole. your ankles dangle in the air over his shoulders, thighs pushed up to your chest by his body pinning you against the mattress, so close you could feel his hot breath, ache for a kiss from the plump, spit-slick lips he bit in arousal. he grips the base of his shaft in one hand, guiding it to push at your rim; you’re frightened by the sheer size of it, thick as a can, veins fat and pulsing… the pressure of it was already overwhelming yet you roll your hips down eagerly, desperate for it to slide in and fill you up.

“shh, stay still, babygirl,” chan coos so sweet, his veiny hand splayed out across your tummy. “and take this fucking cock. daddy knows you can.”

your pussy is making it difficult, so wet chan’s cock misses your hole, slides up your folds to bump against your clit. you shake in pleasure and frustration, reaching your hand down to take ahold of chan’s cock yourself— chan lets you with a warm smile, his thick arms shaking with every slick twist of your hand.

“you need me that bad, baby?” he chuckles, breathless. “thought you said it was too big.”

“i’m so empty,” you whine in response, angling his flared head to spear your core. “need your big cock, daddy—“ finally, finally his tip catches and slides in, sudden yet so achingly slow, your eyes rolling back in tandem with chan’s deep, guttural groan; the stretch burns deliciously, clouds over your senses as your mouth drops open in a moan for more.

“there you go, baby, just like that,” chan continues to bully his cock in past your tight rim, slow and gentle— but there’s nothing gentle about the way he fills you up, inch by fat, throbbing inch stretching your wet gummy walls to their limits. you can feel every ridge, every vein drag hot and heavy… you let go of his shaft in favor for scratching deep red marks into his flexing bicep, scrambling for something to hold on to and ground you. “daddy’s good girl, taking his cock so well— feels so good, doesn’t it?”

“b-big—!” you croak in a daze, an echo of your earlier sentiments; it was all you could manage to make yourself say, rendered brainless in an instant as chan’s blunt cockhead kisses your cervix. “so— so fucking big! ‘n deep, daddy, fuck—“

“yeah?” chan huffs, hips stuttering flush against yours. “am i too big for your little cunt, baby? feel me all the way up here?”

he presses down on the bulge his cock makes in your belly, causing the both of you to keen, your little dripping pussy fluttering around his cock as he twitches inside of you; you desperately want him to move, start pounding your pussy like you’ve been wanting so, so badly… you eagerly nod at chan’s teasing words, buck your hips the best you can folded in half. “yes, yes!” you wail, voice slurred, “give it to me daddy, please!”

“you’re so pretty when you’re begging for me, angel,” chan grins crookedly, pulling his hips back to slide himself out of your hole. you hold your breath in wicked anticipation. “beg some more and i’ll give you what you need.”

[sgrplumditz]

You had his baby and he didn't know.

She sat with the 3-month-old baby girl. Every time she looked at her she saw His eyes, the eyes of the father of her child that had no idea she existed. A perfect blend of the two, but like her father the most recognizable feature was her eyes. Carrying her mother's soft and feminine features, while having her father's gaze.

She was standing in the kitchen of her two-bedroom apartment preparing to pump her full, plump breasts as her daughter slept soundly in a playpen nearby. Thinking of her daughter had become second nature to her, which meant that her thoughts only revolved around her daughter from the moment she found out she was pregnant. Although she was struggling as a single mother, she did not hold any resentment toward Simon. After all, he had no idea their daughter existed.

Simon was forced to leave for his work responsibilities. He knew he would be gone for a long time, it was a no-brainer that they would go their own separate paths. When her thoughts were not consumed by her daughter they were consumed by Him, she craved the closure, or support, or comfort that she knew he could bring her.

Interrupted. Her thoughts were interrupted by a light knock on the door. Her protective nature took over as she walked to the front door while holding a bottle in her right hand. Her heart sank the moment she looked through the peephole. "What is He doing here?" she thought before slowly swinging the door open.

His gaze immediately dropped to the pink bottle in her hand, "Why didn't you tell me?" he spoke, his voice was soft, yet it still held a slight tone of hostility. His accent was prominent, something she noticed would happen whenever he was emotional. His eyes looked drained, tired, and confused, but physically he looked as good as ever. His tall stature and wide frame cast a shadow over her significantly smaller build.

"Tell you what?" she said as her face flushed red and her heart pounded in her ears. Her ears also burning.

Simon walked into her apartment closing the door behind him, "You have never been a good liar". There it was, the exact gaze she saw in her daughter staring back at her in His body. That same gaze turned to his sleeping daughter in the pink playpen that was littered with stuffed animals and pink accents.

She couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling. Anger, frustration, joy, sadness -- it was evident that he was on a roller coaster.

"Why didn't you tell me?", he sighed running his hand through his thick blonde hair. She was stunned, but she didn't know if it was because he actually showed up, or if she was stunned because this was their first time standing in a room together as a family. "Who told you?" her voice came out soft, timid almost.

"Price, but that is beside the matter" he paused to take in the sight of his daughter. "Why didn't you contact me? I gave you my cell for emergencies... th-this is an appropriate reason to contact me." he now sounded frustrated with her. She was gripping the bottle in her hand still, unable to relax and let it go. Was he mad?

He wasn't. He approached her and gently took the bottle out of her hand -- he knew her better than anyone meaning that he knew that she reacted poorly to confrontation. "You're okay, Love" he spoke gently as he held her small hands in his, "Talk to me, please." he pleaded as he guided them to the nearby couch, making her take a seat. There was new sense of gentleness when he spoke. The shift came naturally to him as now he was fixated on protecting the mother of his child in all aspects. His thumbs massaged her wrists gently while he waited for her to find her words. Simon has always been patient, a quality she loved about him.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, the only audible noise coming from the cooing sounds of their daughter. "Whenever you're ready, Love. I'm here to stay," he said with his warm hands still on her.

[diejager]

Omfg pervy roommate König!!! And his poor little roommate is none the wiser to how he abuses her poor cunt every night. He does such a good job fucking his load into her that she confides in him as a friend that she’s pregnant and is super shocked!! But that’s okay, he’ll always be there for her. Now she’ll never be able to leave him. <3

Cw: forced pregnancy, NON-CON/CUB-CON, DARKFIC, pervy!önig, perverted behaviour, somnophilia, dacryphilia, breeding kink, possessive behaviour, pregnancy, drugging, tell me if I missed any.

You’re blissfully unaware of his advances, or his nightly excursions into, pumping his cum into your already filled womb and putting a baby into you. He liked how disoriented and confused you look the day after, waking up pantieless, your bedsheets crusty and dried cum sticking to your thighs. You always come to him for advice, wanting to know why you came all over yourself, leaving you covered in your own slick and cheeks burning with shame when you told him, oblivious of his gleeful eyes narrowed down at you with a hidden grin.

It goes on for a while, he feeds sleeping pills - the ones from his prescribed-bottle for his insomnia - breaking half a pill down to a fine powder and spike your bedtime drink, waiting for you to doze off, sleeping so deeply that even an earthquake wouldn’t wake you up, and he fucks you. He, sometimes, takes his time, thrusting slowly, enjoying the slow and romantic pace, feeling you wrapped around him. Other times, he goes feral, pounding and bruising you, hands manhandling you into the prettiest position to let him fuck you deeper, the head of his red, angry cock kissing your cervix brutally.

You don’t take pills or any contraceptives, letting your monthly cycle roll over and deal with the cramps with painkillers. So he’s not surprised when you come crying to him about being pregnant after going to see your doctor about your daily nausea and stomach pains. He expected you to be pregnant after so many nights of filling you up, pushing load after load of fertile cum - he takes supplements to make him more virile - into your young womb, what he didn’t put into account was the long time it took to finally knock you up, the months he spent waiting and biting the skin off his thumb until it bled to have you round and plump with his child.

You had the prettiest face when you cried, eyes puffy and lips pouty, it made his cock stir, throbbing in his pants. It drove him wild, seeing you cry and whine about not being ready to be a mother, still so young and oblivious to who the father was —you didn’t even remember the last time you fucked anyone. König spent the day comforting you, wiping your swollen eyes with high-quality cashmere tissues he bought just for you, whispering sweet lullabies to you until your tears stop - much to his chagrin - and cradled you in his lap, fingers thumbing the soft fat of your thighs, running soothing circles with his calloused thumb.

He’ll wait until the baby’s born to tell you he’s the father, he might not be patient enough to sit around and wait, but he is patient enough to know when he should and when he shouldn’t wait. He’ll care of you until you come to term. He has the money to buy you whatever you need, KorTac is the best paying PMC and he was a colonel in the past, racking up a large sum of money before he signed a contract. Your cravings, your needs, your wants and whatever else you ask, your roommate - your soon-to-be-husband - König will take care of everything.

What a nice roommate you have, no?

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[fishsfailureson]

"What is to come"

(image id is both in the alt text and below the read more- I put it under one because it's incredibly long)

And so there we have it, the 200+ followers artpiece that I have been working on for several days, if I had to guess I'd say it took 25 or so hours over eleven days. Honestly it's so surreal to me that I'm here with over 200 followers (260 as of typing this- yes, I procrastinated on this), especially when I only hit 100 followers in February. It's genuinely really nice to know that people are actually interested in my art (before anyone brings up spam bots- I know there are a few of them amongst my followers but I've checked most of them and I am 100% confident that over 200 of them are real). I don't really have much else to say really- I'm just grateful to have the support. Thanks y'all :).

[Image id: a large, lineless digital drawing of several dinosaurs. It is nighttime. At the bottom of the piece, a lone Eoraptor lunensis is walking across the floodplains- both the ground and the Eoraptor are just silhouettes, the early dinosaur has been given protofeathers. The full moon is shining, it's size is exaggerated for artistic affect. Behind the moon, the heads of sixteen different dinosaurs can be seen (listed left to right, bottom to top) Row 1- Thecodontosaurus antiquus (small sauropodomorph with light brown protofeathers, near-white undersides, straight stripes that are moderately darker than the base colour and vibrant green eyes), Coelophysis bauri (small early theropod with a long and narrow skull, its protofeathers are golden and black. A soft orange stripe runs across the back of its head, it has warm brown eyes. Row 2- Plateosaurus trossingensis (long-necked sauropodomorph, it has reddish-brown scales, light undersides, triangular stripes running down it's spine that get bigger the further down they get and pale yellow eyes), Heterodontosaurus tuckii (small ornithopod with a hooked grey beak. It has spiky green feathers, a lighter chest and a darker stripe running along its head and back, there are three small spots on its face, two behind the eye and one infront of it, it's eyes are bright yellow). Row 3- Megalosaurus bucklandii (medium-sized theropod with warm brown feathers, lighter undersides, dark spots and bright yellow eyes, there are several scars on its face), Brachiosaurus altithorax (greenish-grey true sauropod with lighter undersides, a dark pink patch on its throat, dark desaturated brown eyes and a few small scars on its neck), Archaeopteryx (early toothed bird with a black head, white neck and bright yellow eyes). Row 4- Hylaeosaurus armatus (pale brown ankylosaur with lighter undersides and vibrant green eyes), Velociraptor mongoliensis (dromaeosaur with light brown feathers, a lighter chest, a black stripe near its eye and light green eyes), Sinosauropteryx prima (small compsognathid theropod with ginger protofeathers, an off white mask and undersides and pale yellow eyes), Iguanodon bernissartensis (large greenish-grey ornithopod with a slightly darker back, pale undersides, a grey beak, and yellow eyes). Row 5- Matuku otagoense (heron with medium grey feathers and a small crest. A red stripe runs from just behind its nostrils to about a third of the way down its neck. Its undersides are white, its beak is grey and its eyes are brown), Triceratops prorsus (three-horned ceratopsian with grey-brown scales, lighter undersides, two triangular stripes between it's brow and nasal horns, reddish-orange diamond-like stripes on its frill, a hooked grey beak and golden eyes. Its brow horns curve forward at the base. Row 6- North Island brown kiwi (plump brown bird with a long pale beak, whiskers and black eyes, its nostrils are at the tip of its bill, and unlike the other dinosaurs in the sky part of its body below the neck is visible), male house sparrow (small redish-brown and grey bird with a black bib below it's bill), it has brown eyes and a dark grey bill. Row 7- rock dove (grey bird with iridescent green feathers scattered across its neck, a dark grey beak, and warm brown eyes). end id]

[sqtorux]

standing on tiptoes.

୨୧ summary. just as what the title suggests, you get on your tip toes to give satoru a kiss! gojo is completely lovesick and down bad, early stage in the relationship. its gojo's first too °u°

୨୧ desc. sweet sweet tooth rotting fluff because we all need this. 0.7k words from me to you beloved <3

satoru thinks life has been gracious to him lately and he can't pinpoint what he did exactly to deserve this but he hopes he keeps doing whatever it is because he wants you around a long, long time.

satoru wouldn’t call himself a sentimental person but he can't help the soft feeling that pools in his stomach and spread through his chest when you look at him with your oh so mesmerising eyes.

even now, walking back home after a long day with both your hands intertwined and the gradient of the sunset painting the sky, his gaze still shifts to you in small glimpses, red spreading his pretty cheeks all the way to his ears.

“so i was absolutely… toru? are you listening?” satoru swears he was, he was listening to your voice so soothing to him that he forgot to comprehend the words that it formed.

“sorry, what was that again?” his hand found the back of his head sheepishly.

“is everything okay? something on your mind?” a worried expression finds itself on your face and satoru's eyes can't help but dart to your lips that were slightly pouting in confusion, a habit he notices you have.

“y-yeah… yeah no, everything's fine” he forces his gaze to look into your eyes but he couldn't help another glimpse at your soft lips, thoughts of kissing you clouding his mind.

would it be weird if he asked to kiss? are you supposed to ask? how early can you kiss someone in a relationship? would he be good at it?

satoru hadn't realised he was so obvious with his thoughts until he heard you giggle and if he thinks he can't get any more redder than he already is, he was wrong.

“are you sure?” your tone was clearly evident that you were teasing him and the way your head tilts to meet his wandering gaze sends his heart into a frenzy of thumps that he fears were loud enough for you to hear.

“yeah sure, very sure” satoru looks at everywhere but at you because he thinks he would either combust across the next planet or melt on the spot, he wasn't sure but something embarrassing would happen. that, he was sure.

what he didn't expect was instead of teasing him more, you closed the little distance that separated the both of you and slowly rised on your tiptoes, eyes focused on his soft lips. your right hand that were still intertwined with his left, stayed as they are while he waits for the contact of both your lips that never comes.

“help me out a lil won't you?” you chuckle. it wasn't your fault you still couldn't reach his lips even when you're on your tip toes, why did he have to be so tall anyway?

satoru chuckles back as he gets overcome with a sense of confidence at your own blushing cheeks. he leans down and wastes no time to place a chaste kiss on your lips.

your face crinkles in disappointment at the ghost of a peck on your lips and satoru thinks he accomplished the greatest thing ever knowing you wanted more of him.

he realises he would give you the world if you so ever asked. his hand find its way to caress your cheeks softly, completely lost in your eyes and hopelessly so in love.

he leans in and closes the infinity between the both of you, finally finally having a taste of your lips. it was as perfect as he imagined it to be, if not more.

he follows after your lips as you pull away, a soft whine leaving his plump lips you just kissed and you would have kissed him again if you weren't in public doing this.

“i think we've garnered enough stares and annoyed remarks” you laugh, he does too.

“hm i wonder where we can do this without any of that” satoru teases earning another chuckle from you. he thinks he can keep hearing it on repeat for the rest of his life.

“i don't know, you tell me” you shrug as you pull him by your hands that he realised haven't left his, it was so natural. everything was so natural with you.

in the comfort of your home, you in his arms and giving him all the kisses he could ever ask for, satoru thinks he's the happiest man in the world, even as far as the galaxy and expanding even further.

[kenjioharashotspot]

Kenji Sato's love/caring gestures he does as your boyfriend that makes you melt:

Removing your makeup after a night out! Every time you drink, he knows you get lazy and the only thing you want to do is get to bed. However, he has your skincare routine memorized and takes his time making sure your face is clean and fresh. Your skin says thanks, and so do you!

Kenji always makes sure to praise you! He strongly believes it's important to tell you, over and over again, how an amazing girlfriend you are; how delicious your food is and assure you, you're the only one he loves.

Pet names! Kenji has a lot of pet names for you and doesn't get tired of calling you his "lover"; "sweet pea" ; "sweetheart"; "dear"; "beautiful"...girlfriend. Kenji loves how flushed your cheeks get when he calls you one of the pet names during an argument, ends it right there.

Holding your hand when he feels you're getting anxious going into a crowd, so you guys don't lose each other, giving you that familiar reassurance you love and automatically makes you feel a thousand times more comfortable.

Kenji makes sure you have everything you need during that time of the month! Cuddles; heating pad; kisses; tampons; candy and more cuddles. He sometimes even misses baseball practice to stay home to take care of you.

He knows you absolutely adore teddy bears and oftentimes, when leaving his baseball practices, he ends up stopping by your favorite plushie store and ends up buying 2 or 3 new ones to surprise you with as soon he arrives home.

Kenji got the habit of leaving little love notes scattered around the house. You end up finding the notes hidden in various rooms of the house, whether you're cleaning, opening a shelf or even inside your makeup bag!

He always demonstrates genuine interest as he's hearing about your day, asking questions about what you did, what happened and your emotions throughout the day.

Every day, when you go to the kitchen to have breakfast, a new polaroid of you peacefully asleep is sticked to the fridge. Kenji loves to take pictures of you when you're sleeping, specially if your cheeks look like the ones of a new born baby, plump and red by the warmth of the covers or if you're holding onto your new plushie! He thinks you're the cutest girl ever.

Kissing your forehead as you make yourself comfortable by laying your head on his chest and hugging him while watching a movie in bed or on the couch. He loves feeling the warmth of your body next to his.

[trumanbluee]

deadpool / wade wilson request !

minors dni !! this is 17+ nsfw material !!!

please reblog if you like it!

word count: 1.3k

warnings: oral sex (m receiving), established relationship, swallowing cum (lol), slight face-fucking (kinda)! lmk if i missed anything <3

a/n: this is based off of an ask that i accidentally deleted so i hope you see this, anon!!!!!! you must be living in my brain because i was just thinking about this when your ask came through and decided i had to drop everything to write it!! thank u for the request, i hope this finds you!! <3

You could tell from the second Wade stepped through the door of your shared apartment, shoulders tight and suit dirty, that it'd been a bad day.

So you're not shocked that you've ended up in this position, head resting against Wade's thigh as you hug his leg, his boot periodically tapping up to graze your clit through your thin shorts, drawing a whimper from your lips as you lazily stroke his thick cock.

You look up at him as you slowly stroke his length, thumb brushing over the slit teasingly before sliding your hand all the way down to the base. He watches you through the whites of his mask, chin pressed to his chest, his glove-clad hand on the back of your head, fingers carding through your hair softly. His hips buck up as you gently squeeze his cock.

"..Fuck, doll-face," he almost whines, and you can tell his brows are furrowed through the mask. His hip buck again, and he gently pushes your head towards his dick.

You smile up at him, his eyes never leaving yours as you plant a kiss to his tip, slowly working your hand up the rest of his length. Wade groans from above you, rolling his head back to rest on the cushions of the living room couch.

You tut, holding Wade's cock by the base with one hand as you press soft kisses up his length, your other hand resting against his suit-clad thigh.

"Bit desperate today, Wade-y?" you tease, looking up at him through your lashes as you press a particularly sloppy kiss to the tip of his cock, your saliva leaking down his length.

You know it's been a bad day when he doesn't play along with your teasing, instead grabbing his cock and bringing the gloved hand that was resting in your hair to your chin, his thumb popping into your mouth and prying it open, before he slides his cock past your lips, his hand returning to your head to gently push you into motion.

You moan around his length as he tangles your hair between his fingers, yanking it softly as he guides your mouth on his cock. You can almost feel his smirk as you slide your lips over his tip, tongue circling the plump head as you keep eye contact with him, your hand fisting what's not in your mouth, the whites of his mask narrowed down at you.

You loved fucking Wade in his suit. Especially when he kept the mask on. You loved him, and loved being able to see his face while you fucked, but last time Wade fucked you in the suit, you came so hard that you blacked out for a second. And, right now, with the red mask looking down at you, the white eyes of it almost sneering, you can't help but grind against Wade's shoe, in desperate need of any friction.

He feels it too, though he's nearly lost in bliss, groans slipping from his lips every time you run your tongue down the vein that runs along his length, cock throbbing in your hand. He chokes out a chuckle as you take him further down your throat.

"Who's the desperate one now, huh hotstuff?" He spits teasingly, hand nestling into your hair once again as he pushes you further down onto his cock, his hips lifting slightly off the couch as he bucks into your warm mouth, drool pooling at the corners of your lips as you gag slightly, moaning around his length.

He chuckles meanly, but is stifled by his own grunt as the vibration of you moaning around him sends a shiver up his spine. He throws his head back, a wet sucking noise sounding around the room as he guides your head on his cock at a quicker pace, hips lifting slightly to meet your lips.

Wade relishes in the noises you make as you shove his cock deeper and deeper down your throat, a mixture of his pre-cum and your saliva slobbered on his lower abdomen as you look up at him with blood-shot eyes. His foot begins its rhythmic tapping, the buckle hitting your clit perfectly, causing your eyes roll back in your head as you grind down to meet it, your moan choked (literally) by Wade's cock as it bruises the back of your throat.

Your moans send vibrations down his cock, and Wade fucking whimpers as you deep-throat him, your nose presses to the little bit of hair at the base of his dick.

He holds your there, gloved hand twirled into your hair as he coos at you, "...Fucking shit, angel... you're takin' me so good, doll..."

You can tell he's about to cum, his cock throbbing against your tongue as it bobs against the roof your mouth. You bring a hand down to play with his balls, gently dragging your manicured nails across the sensitive skin.

He lets out a hoarse moan and lets go of your head, allowing you to pull of his cock, gasping for air briefly, before bringing your mouth back to the tip, sucking on the head as you swirl your tongue teasingly around his slit.

"...Shit, baby... m'gonna..." he groans, bucking into your mouth as his head falls back against the couch cushions again, his hands coming down to fall into your hair, gloved fingers running through it softly.

You suck the head of his cock, looking up at him through watery eyelashes as you pump the rest of his cock with your hand. Wade, his hands curled into your hair, pulls you off his cock, his hand flying to your jaw, pulling it open softly.

"..Open up, baby," he commands, hand thats not on your jaw coming down to hold his cock to your soft pink, swollen, lips.

"C'mon princess, y'know the drill," Wade scolds, sounding almost disappointed that he has to tell you, "tongue out."

You obey instantly, tongue lolling out of your mouth as Wade's grip tightens slightly on your jaw, holding your mouth open as he places his heavy cock back onto your tongue, gently tugging on it a few times before his stomach tightens and he groans, a guttural noise that shoots straight to your cunt where it leaks onto his shoe.

Wade's head lolls back as he cums, soft whimpers coming from behind his mask as his hips stop and stutter, thick strips of his cum shooting into your mouth. His cock goes soft against your tongue, and he pulls it out of your mouth, tucking himself back into the suit before sitting forward on the lounge.

Though he still has the mask on, you can basically see his expectant facial expression, lips pulled into a smirk and his eyes narrowed. You know what he wants, and who are you to refuse him?

You open your mouth once again, sticking your tongue out so that Wade can see his spend coating your tongue and sliding down into the back of your throat.

He groans, and you know he's dramatically rolling his eyes back into his head as he speaks, "..Fuck, you're so fucking sexy, princess."

You smile as well as you can with a mouth full of cum, before swallowing and sticking your tongue out for Wade to inspect.

"S'all gone," he states proudly, one hand still on your chin as he finally pulls his mask off, yanking you forward into a searing kiss, pulling you up from off of the floor and onto his lap.

You grin, settling yourself in his lap and pressing soft kisses around his face. He laughs, swatting you away playfully.

"S'your bad day all fixed now, baby?" you ask, voice soft as you press a kiss to Wade's jawline before resting your head on his suit-clad chest.

Wade chuckles from above you, a hand coming up to gently stroke your shoulder, "Baby, I've forgotten all about my bad day, thanks to you."

You're sat like that, in comfortable silence for a minimum of 30 seconds before Wade is shooting up, pulling you to sit next to him on the couch.

"Actually! No I fuckin' didn't! Let me tell you what Colossus told me today, angel!"

You giggle at his enthusiasm, settling into a comfortable position as Wade recounts his 'absolutely horrible' day.

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[soullessdianthus]

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐊ö𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Warnings: obsessive behaviour, dubcon/noncon for the last few headcanons (I've put a warning if you want to stop reading)

Poorly translated German, correct me if needed!

Important note at the end!

✧°.  König is a kind of pervert who fantasizes about you, when he beats his meaty cock with his hand, imagining all of the possible scenarios in his head.

✧°.  With you bend over the surface of the table or desk and him pounding into your tight cunt from behind. Your hair falls out through his thick fingers as he tugs on them to arch your spine better.

✧°.  Perv!König can’t help but stare at your breasts from above (thanks to his height), exposed by the cleavage of your shirt. A soft, plump flesh squeezed by a little to small size of bra. Did you do that on purpose to torment him with the beautiful sight?

✧°.  He wants to sneak his warm hand under your shirt and fondle them, play with both nipples until they’re perky, before he finally laps at them with his wet mouth and sucks.

✧°.  His cock twitches painfully when he sees you with a gun holster or climbing equipment on. The stiff material digging into your plush thighs, one stripe just under the curve of your ass. It gives Perv!König the new fixation he would like to test out with you – a shibari or any other bondage. 

✧°.  Just to have you tied up like a little gift and on his sick mercy.

✧°.  But there would come time, where the fantasies, weirdly specific porn and fucking his own palm is not enough, he craves more.

✧°.  König starts to supervise your training with a gun or in a gym. Instead of just verbally correcting your aiming posture, he would stand behind you, his bulky arms wrapped around your sides. He would lean over your shoulder and whisper a few words in German. Quickly and incoherently, but you didn’t understand it anyways! You don’t know German! 

✧°.  “Fokus auf das Ziel, nicht mein Schwanz, Schlampe" [ger.: Focus on the target, not my dick, slut].”

✧°.  Perv!König is delusional as fuck. He would interpret your confusion and shyness in such situations with succumbing to his flirting. Your eyes were begging for his attention, ja? 

✧°.  He would absolutely push your limits, telling you to do a series or two more in the gym just to hear your little whines and moans due to your hard work! 

✧°.  Not to mention how König is fascinated with your scent even after such an intense workout. The sweat glistening on your smooth skin, pretty face red from exhaustion. You looked exactly just like he imagines you after being fucked stupid. 

✧°.  But even creeping on you in the gym or armory wasn’t enough for Perv!König! He still wants more! 

✧°.  I bet we can all agree that he would be a panty thief, especially those used ones. König would take them out of the laundry and rub along his painfully throbbing cock just to cum into them! 

✧°.  And then he put them back in the basket and pretended like nothing happened. Although, he was a little sad that you didn’t put them on with his warm seed still on it. 

✧°.  This way Perv!König could mark you as his girl. <3

✧°.  Perv!König would sneak to the bathroom to peek at you taking a bath or shower, admiring your naked body from a safe distance.

[Dubcon/Noncon Warning]

✧°.  If you ever happen to get super drunk while hanging out with him, Perv!König would absolutely take advantage of your easily persuasive state. Pulling you into his lap, because it’s more comfortable than a wooden chair, ja? Just to help you relax, because you seemed so nervous about getting drunk with your Colonel!

✧°.  König would place his big hand over your stomach and slowly slide down, under the hem of your pants. When you started mumbling something in your drunken state, he was quick to whisper little praises into your ear, assuring he would take good care of you. 

✧°.  His fingers easily found their way into your panties – who knows, maybe it was the same pair he jerked himself into before? Perv!König took his time playing with you, rubbing your clit in circles, before he eventually plunged two of his thick fingers into your sweet pussy. 

✧°.  He had to shush your precious mewls, when he continued stroking that specific spongy spot inside of you, until you came onto his fingers, still sitting prettily in his lap. Like a trophy. King’s trophy.

A/N: This was highly requested and let me tell you ─ I have two more pervy scenarios in the drafts: Perv!Boyfriend!König and Perv!Landlord!König. It depends if you want to read those. Let me know please. 👉👈

[rafeandonlyrafe]

those three words

words: 1.2k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, descriptions of reader being short and curvy, like 3 uses of the word kid?, they say i love you for the first time <3, established relationship, protective!rafe, kinda drug dealer rafe but really barry just makes a ~scary~ appearance

“rafe-” your eyes widen as you take in the scary looking man standing in front of you, heavy footsteps making their way in your direction.

“it's alright, kid.” rafe moves effortlessly in front of you, blocking your entire body out as you grip onto the back of his shirt.

“who's that you're hiding?” the man asks. you peek around rafes tall frame to blink at the stranger.

“she's mine.” rafe simply grunts out, and the feeling of confusion and fear is replaced by pure flattery as your cheeks blush red.

“she's a cute little thing, huh?” he smirks at you, gold tooth catching the sun as you quickly duck back behind rafe.

“yeah, she's my cute little thing.” rafe turns to you, placing his hands on your shoulders and gently pushing you towards the sliding glass doors. “and she's going inside right now.” his tone is soft, but still commanding.

you glance once between rafe and the man before gulping and rushing inside up the stairs to rafes bedroom, locking yourself inside and even crawling under the covers like the warm material could keep you safe.

you wait patiently, silently as you listen, letting out a sigh of relief when the footsteps you hear making their way up the stairs are clearly rafes, not the stranger with the heavy gait.

“who was that?” you ask as you open the door, rafe pressing you back inside, easily flipping the lock behind his back to trap you back in his room.

“nothing for you to worry about, doll.” rafe smirks at you before his lip drops when you let out a frustrated huff. “come here.”

rafe moves to the bed, pulling you onto his lap, caging you against his body with his thickly muscled arms.

“shit like that is for me to deal with. you don't need to be stressing your pretty little head, okay?” rafe says slowly. you nod back even slower.

“what are you here for, huh?” rafe taps your nose, getting you to refocus on him, seeing your mind already starting to drift elsewhere. “tell me baby.”

“im here to look cute…” you glance down at your fingernails, painted a light shade of pink. “and make you happy…” your cheeks flush red at the next part. “and make you feel good.”

“exactly.” rafe nods. “so when barry comes around, you come in here and wait for me to get back, okay?”

you nod more enthusiastically this time, the worry and anxiety floating away. rafe is there for you, he'll always be there for you, to protect you. you just need to clear your mind and let him.

“so you gonna make me feel good now?” rafe ducks his head to bring it closer to your face. he towers over you, your tiny stature is part of what made rafe attracted to you. graced with beautiful mature curves but short legs and torso which made you pewny next to his massive height.

“course.” a smile stretches across your plump cheeks.

“get naked for me then.”

you slide off of rafes lap, feet padding softly against the rug he bought just because your bare feet got cold against the wooden floor.

you start with your tanktop, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth are you slowly lower it until you fling it away, cupping your hands around your bra, the light pink matching everything, just as rafe likes it. 

you reach behind your back to undo the bra next, pulling the straps down teasingly slow before letting the cups fall away to the floor.

“god.” rafe groans out, unashamed as he grips his cock through his pants. “i like the show, baby, but i need you right now.”

despite his size, rafe moves quickly and smoothly, grabbing your waist and pushing you towards the bed, flopping onto your stomach.

before you can even adjust, rafe is pulling you by your hips towards the edge so your feet are hips are at the side of the bed, legs hanging down.

rafe loves how easily he can manhandle you, make you his little fuck toy as his hands push your skirt up, revealing a tiny thong that is quickly ripped away.

rafe watches as you spread your legs while he undoes his jeans, your pussy already gleaming with wetness as you bare yourself for him.

“that's my girl.” rafe smirks, grasping his freed cock and running it through your folds, feeling the way it soaks his head before he taps it against your entrance, once, twice, and then a final third time before pushing forward, burying his cock inside of you with a groan.

“oh, fuck.” you squeal out, rafe not giving you even a moment to adjust. he wouldn't need to wait for his hand or a fleshlight, so he doesn't wait for you either, instantly setting a rapid pace, his cock squelching into your wetness with every thrust.

“god, so tight. so tight and-” rafe let's out a low moan. “and fucking tiny.”

rafe grips your hips, lifting your entire ass off the bed, your flowy skirt falling even more down your back as he holds you up with ease, smiling to himself as his muscles bulge, knowing this is undoubtedly what will be on his mind next time he works out.

rafe pulls your hips back with every thrust to meet his as your arms scramble to support yourself, but no need as you ultimately resign to your fate, bare cheast pushing against the bed as rafe fucks you, ass in the air.

“god, so good for me baby.” rafe groans out. you're not doing anything other than staying still for him, but you still glow at the praise, clenching your cunt around his cock every time he pulls out.

“jesus, you don't want me out do ya kid?” rafe chuckles, having to work to get his cock out just to slam back in.

“love your cock.” you manage to say. “‘ts perfect.”

“aww, baby.” rafe coos out. “it's your pussy that's perfect for me.”

rafe thrusts harder as if trying to prove his point. you feel his cock swell inside of you and know it's moments before your cunt gets flooded. you relax when the warm cum fills you as rafe moans, fingers squeezing your hips so tight you're sure to bruise as he holds you down on his cock until it's done pumping.

“fuck.” rafe groans, pulling out as you clench your pussy, trying to not let the cum escape, loving the feeling of being filled up with rafe.

“come on, turn over kid.” rafe taps your hip as you flip onto your back, giggling as rafe falls with a bounce onto the bed next to you, pulling you in for a kiss.

“see, kid. that was exactly what i needed.” you can already tell the shift in energy from rafe, the way he's more relaxed now, face not hard set with stress.

the words escape your lips before you can help it. “i love you.”

your eyes widen once you realize what you just admitted, causing rafe to laugh. you pull away, suddenly feeling awkward and exposed, only for rafe to tug you back close.

“relax, baby.” he says, running his thumb over your cheek. “i love you too.”

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[bywons]

ꔫ GO AHEAD AND CRY, LITTLE GIRL ( enhypen )

⌕ where you cry in their arms

pairing. bf!enhypen x f!reader w.c. 1.05k tw/cw. none really genre. fluff sru's note. requested! help i don't think i did a good job with this one ( CATALOGUE?! )

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LEE HEESEUNG can feel his heart breaking at the sight, his one and only love, his pretty girl sobbing into her hands in front of him, the cause still unknown. but he doesn't waste any time and pulls you into his embrace, your soft plump cheeks strained with tears pressed to his broad and snug chest, salty tears dampening his beige sweatshirt but that's the last thing that he cares about right now. he shushes you, one hand wrapped around your waist and the other softly stroking your back, in the utmost hope that you'll eventually stop crying. cause every tear that spills out of those pretty eyes of yours, it hammers lee heeseung's heart. would press soft kisses on top of your head until you calm down, along with his hug around you closing in tighter. when you calm down, he'll wipe away all the tears and make you a comforting hot bowl of ramen <3

PARK JONGSEONG drops whatever task he's doing, no matter how trivial or significant, and rushes to you the second he hears something as slight as a sniffle from you. and even when he's not close enough to be seen or called for, jay is one call away. has the biggest “and i crumble completely when you cry” energy. literally pulls you into his lap the second he sees the smallest drop of tears on your face. rocks both your bodies back and forth while whispering sweet nothings into your ear, his hand simultaneously working and massaging your scalp. he literally doesn't even stop for a second until your sobs have completely died down, and even then he rocks you both back and forth while whispering about your problems, while you rest in his lap with your hands and cheeks pressed against his warm chest. jay still doesn't return to his aborted work and don't you dare ask him about it, cause you're way more important.

SIM JAEYUN puts on the saddest face with the biggest pout, literally becoming a puppy face. caresses your face and cradles it between his hands, eventually wrapping his arms around your waist. gets so worried when he sees you sobbing, at one point he gets insecure of being a bad boyfriend, always thinks he did something wrong. jake would press soft feathery kisses all over your face and right when you give the smallest upward twitch of lips, he'll literally attack you with tickles! jake just wants to hear you laugh and wants joy to stick to you forever. brings layla to you too <//3 so that all three of you can cuddle together while he just rambles random things to your now sleeping figure.

PARK SUNGHOON takes a bit of time to process the scene in front of him when you break into sobs, don't get him wrong but he's just disheartened at the sight of your tear stricken cheeks and red puffy eyes. if he's still foreign to it, it would take him some time to approach you in your sobbing fit but if not he's quick to act. but eventually picks you up and makes you sit in front of him at the edge of the bed. if you don't want to talk it out then he'll pull you closer until your heads’ on his shoulders, his hands creeping up beneath your shirt to draw random doodles on your back while you calm down in his embrace <3 sunghoon definitely kisses your cheeks a lot, until you're giggling from his kisses, and then and only then is he relieved. makes sure to ask what was wrong after.

KIM SEONWOO almost cries along with you, the soft and choked sounds of your sobs and your salty damp cheeks overwhelms him. immediately wraps you in his embrace, practically burying you in it. with glossy eyes, he tries to shush you up with an accompanied series of kisses to your cheeks, forehead and lips. when you're crying away in his arms, he'll play with your hair, braiding them only to untangle them and braid them again. gives you all the comfort in the world; he even brings your favourite plushies— that he won for you at the arcade— to you and wraps you in the warm, thick duvet. he giggles at the cute scenario in front of him, before tackling you in his arms and bombarding your face with soft kisses. definitely eats mint choco with you later.

YANG JUNGWON being the reserved and calm man(leader too) he is, he would hand you a glass of water immediately when he sees streams of tears flow down your cheeks. doesn't waste a second after that, wiping away your tears from your cheeks and pulling you into his embrace, stroking your back in a soft rhythm which makes your eyes flutter close. the smell of his cologne is mellow, which drives your nerves slowly and calms you down in his embrace. jungwon hugs you tighter and presses occasional kisses to your shoulders and forehead, just to let you know he's still here, all ears to listen to whatever's wrong. lays down with you, his head resting still upon his chest, listening to the soft thumps of his heartbeat through his grey sweatshirt while he asks you what's wrong. his caresses don't stop even for a second while he lays with you, listening to your heart.

NISHIKURA RIKI ‘s heart melts when you break down like that, #2 at the “and I crumble completely when you cry” energy, don't ask me why. but our boys’ not nervous at all! he loves his girlfriend dearly and always has a trick up his sleeve whenever the smallest inconvenience comes across. rushes to you and hugs you so tight that at one point you swore you couldn't breathe. that is when riki thankfully lets you off his grip and pulls you closer, until your back is pressed to his chest. now it's time for nishimura riki to pull his trick out! girlfriend 101: when y/n's crying, show her cute cat videos. your have died down soon enough after riki holds his phone before your eyes, a random cat compilation video playing. he doesn't forget his cuddles though, literally becomes plush to you while you both stream cat videos that whole day.

© bywons, 2024. do not copy, translate or upload any of my works without my permission.

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[philistiniphagottini]

yes YES i would absolutely give everything i have for you to write dog/wolf hybrid gallagher.. the things i’d do to have him pin me by his teeth and take his knot, have him growl at me everytime i wriggle about... <33

ngl, i wrote this in a horny haze and I turned into a cock hungry gremlin but I still hope you enjoy this thank you for indulging me, many forehead kisses for you anon <3

cw. smut, vaginal sex, doggy style, rough sex, wolf hybrid gallagher, knotting, biting, female reader 1.8k words, MDNI

Gallagher’s body was scorching to the touch, his searing flesh making goosebumps prickle your naked skin despite the intense inferno licking at your back. You could feel the warmth curling in the pit of your stomach, your lips parted around a raspy moan of your lover’s name as he thrusted his thick cock into the soused walls of your pussy. Your silky lips parted around his thick girth, creamy folds fluttering around his boiling cock as he rutted deeper into you, desperate to sink his fat knot into your tight hole.

The only thing louder than your wails was the violent shaking of your bedframe, the headboard smashing into the wall as you trembled along with it. Your eyelashes fluttered over your burning cheeks as you struggled to keep your eyes uncrossed and prevent them from rolling into the back of your head. The pleasure spiked in the pit of your stomach, hot coil twisting tighter as another moan bubbled up the back of your throat. Your lungs pinched in your chest, soft tits bouncing and pert nipples pebbling from the violent shudders of pleasure that had your spine curving in a beautiful arch.

Every hair on the nape of your neck stood up in anticipation as you felt Gallagher’s hot breath fan across your shoulder blades, drool dripping from his sharp fangs as he panted against your clammy skin, tongue eagerly chasing the beads of perspiration that rolled down your back. Your hands pulled the sweat soaked sheets beneath your quivering body, nails raking over the soft material as stars swirled in your vision. You could feel Gallagher’s sharp claws raking over your plump thighs, groping and squeezing generous amounts of skin as the soft pudge spilled between his fingers. A soft groan rumbled in the back of his throat as he inhaled, tasting your scent lingering in the back of his throat as his fuzzy ears twitched forward to the sound of your pitching voice.

"Shit" Gallagher breathed with a raspy sigh. "You’re so fucking tight around me, bunny."

He punctuated his words with another violent thrust that emptied your head of every single coherent thought. You struggled to breathe, let alone think past the thick haze of lust fogging up your mind. The tips of your ears burned red hot at the obscene noises coming from between your trembling legs, pearls of arousal dribbling down your sticky thighs as your greedy pussy tried to swallow more of him. Violent tingles raced along your back every time he sank his cock back into you, his knot applying delicious pressure around your fluttering hole as your plush walls squeezed around the thickness plunging into your centre. It was hard for you to stay still as your hips twisted, rocking back and forth along his cock as you tried to coax his knot a little deeper. Gallagher’s strong hands curled around your hips as his cock carved a path deeper into you, the fat tip resting against your cervix and aching to release inside of you. A difficult task when he had trouble nudging his knot into you.

The impatience gnawed at your skin as you continued to squirm, arms shaking and threatening to collapse from under you. A constellation of tears pricked the corners of your eyes as your hips wriggled. You could feel the heavy bulge in your soft stomach as he moved intimately beneath your skin, your pussy slobbering filthily around his cock as the coil inside the pit of your stomach grew taut. A soft noise stirred in your chest as Gallagher squeezed our hips tighter, bones aching in protest and ready to turn into dust from the friction of his pelvis grinding against the sensitive globe of your ass cheeks. Gallagher stared down at you with lidded eyes, hypnotised by the way your skin seemed to dance beneath each rough pound of his hips, pussy drooling around his swollen arousal as it dripped down the sides of his cock. Your shoulders tensed when you felt Gallagher’s teeth pressing against the back of your neck, promising to bite down if you squirmed too much.

"Stay still" Gallagher whispered, hot breath tickling the shell of your ear.

You tried to listen to his command and stay still. But the way he was still trying to tease his ridiculously fat knot into your drenched hole bordered on maddening. You shoved your hips firm into him, almost knocking him off balance as you wriggled your hips. It was if you were trying to challenge him to rut into you even harder. Though he was older, this Blood Hound could still recall the taste of a good hunt. You squealed loudly as your head was promptly shoved into the comfortable confines of a pillow, Gallagher’s large hand cupping the back of your head as the other kept a firm, tight grip on your squirming hips. Your delighted moans were muffled into your pillow, the material already dripping wet with your spit and tears of pleasure when Gallagher sank his teeth into the back of your neck. The predator in him made him growl ferociously as he seized his prey by the nape, pinpricks of blood bubbling to the surface of your broken skin as the ferrous bite of your blood spilled into his mouth.

It felt like your body was teetering on the edge of consciousness as you felt the ticklish brush of fur against your ankle. Gallagher’s tail swished back and forth in a flurry of movement, thumping into the mattress as elation made his blood boil with bliss. Your pussy squeezed him so tight he thought you were going to strangle him; calloused fingers slipping between your thighs to pinch and rub at your slick clit sitting pretty at the top of your pussy. You continued to wriggle as you whined against your pillow, vision blurry with tears as Gallagher kept you pinned to the mattress by the nape of your neck. You could his broad chest press against your back, his thunderous heartbeat dancing along your spine as your toes curled into the soles of your feet. He roughly pulled your hair when you tried to twist your head, pain prickling along your scalp and throat bobbing as you swallowed thickly. Your eyes finally slipped shut as the throbbing pleasure in your stomach finally tipped over the crumbling precipice, causing the hot coil inside of you to unfurl.

Your voice stung in your throat as you screamed, a wet sob sitting heavy in your chest as you were intimately ripped apart at the seams. Gallagher groaned against your neck as his rough tongue lapped at the mark his teeth left behind, dipping into the indents as you violently shuddered beneath him. Your snug pussy squeezed around him like a vice, slick juices staining the insides of his strong thighs and abdomen as your orgasm gushed out of you with enough force to leave you breathless. Your blood boiled from the bliss, every white-hot nerve in your body frayed as Gallagher kept up the relentless pace of his hips, fingers pinching your swollen clit until you mewled from the attention. Your pulse was pounding so hard in your ears that you almost didn’t hear what Gallagher was saying to you, his words tickling your ear.

"Shit, it’s almost in" Gallagher grunted, teeth gnashing together as he threatened to give you another mark. "My knot is almost in baby girl. Take it like the good girl I know you are."

You struggled to fill your lungs with air as you whimpered, hips shaking and legs cramping when you felt Gallagher’s knot push inside you with a slick pop. Your plush walls squeezed him as you mewled, the bulbous head of his cock smothered against the opening of your womb as your creamy folds stretched around his thick knot. The incessant pace of Gallagher’s hips ceased as a snarl was wrenched from his lips, cock twitching as he filled your womb with thick ropes of his seed. Your abdomen tingled; flushed cheeks wet with tear stains as you were filled with delicious warmth. Somewhere amidst the searing heat stuffing your aching pussy full you felt another orgasm ensnaring you in its web, tearing through your body without remorse, nor surrender. Your round belly swelled with Gallagher’s cum, your heart fluttering wildly as he pushed another thick, creamy load into you until thick rivulets started cascading between your legs in sticky white threads. A contented hum bubbled up his throat as he lazily bumped his hips onto your sore rump, kneading at the tender flesh as your pussy squeezed and milked his fat knot dry of every drop.

He let go of the back of your head, wisps of your soft locks curling around the tips of his fingers as he massaged his fingers along your scalp. He leaned forward, the swish of his tail ceasing as he poked his fingers against your soft cheeks.

"You still with me, darl?"

His ears perked up when he heard a soft hum in response, his tail wagging again when you turned your head and sent him a lazy smile over your shoulder. He gently coaxed your hips back to the mattress, your aching muscles singing with relief when you weren’t straining to keep yourself aloft. Gallagher dragged his bruised lips along your spine, rough tongue lapping at your clammy skin as he tried his best to soothe you.

"You were a good girl for me, taking my knot so well" he praised with a soft warble of your name.

Since he was still knotted to you, there was only so much he could achieve until the swelling went down. He nudged his nose into your cheek, his hard cock still twitching inside of you as your overstimulated pussy abruptly clenched around his knot again. You felt the drag of his facial stubble scratching your skin as his teeth nipped teasingly along your jaw, arms coiling tight around your waist as he held you firm.

"Do that again and you’ll rile me up" Gallagher warned with a teasing lilt.

"But I’m already so full" you replied with a heady slur.

Despite your words, you could feel the familiar smouldering heat spark in your belly. It was a little embarrassing for you to admit that you still wanted to milk his knot, even if you were stuffed to the point of bursting. A warm chuckle breezed past Gallagher’s lips as he pressed his nose into your hair, letting your sent curl deep in his lungs with each steady breath he took. Your pussy continued to flutter around him and he was starting to believe that it wasn’t from the aftershocks of your orgasm any more.

"Want me to move again, doll face?"

You buried your burning face back into the pillows as you gently nodded. A smile curled his lips. He was starting to think that maybe he wasn’t the one that was actually in the midst of breeding season.

[anantaru]

cw. teasing bladie <3 fem! reader

you teasingly grab onto blade's hips and ground his lower half against the mattress with his hardening cock resting against his stomach, aching, hurting.

you don't touch him yet, instead, you kiss all around his tummy and pelvic area, everywhere, touching up his v-line with your plump lips while focusing on how his erection twitches against his stomach, when it throbs even harder and how filthily it drizzles with precum.

you know you shouldn't keep him waiting any longer, but hearing blade whimper for once was addicting, because in any other case it was him making you cry.

the gorgeous stellaron hunter was entirely erotic in his setting, with a tender perceive of hidden beauty that took ones breath away, not to mention that prominent scarlet red on his facial features that swallowed his hazy gaze, walking hand in hand with a dazed, fucked out demeanor beneath you.

blade was growing harder every time your lips would brush against his stomach and come so close to his cock, although still missing it. ugh, how he desperately wanted you to wrap those warm, wet lips around his cock and swallow him whole, like you used to!

how you licked his length until he twitches in you excitedly, a faint grin warming up your features in the darkened room, something stronger than developing pride on your face.

now, sliding your tongue from his stomach to where his cock was resting, you silently press your tongue to his oozing slit, tasting blade for the first time this night— he tastes good, always better actually, wonderful with every drop of his seed making your skin feel hotter.

blade immediately sets his hands on your shoulders before squeezing hard, shaking himself back into the present as he groans through a strained jaw. he gasps as you begin to suck him properly, his hardness poking at your throat before he shivers in pleasure when you attempt to deep throat him a little, only a bit, while carrying on to let your hands roam freely over his stomach and muscular chest.

blade could feel himself fill your mouth, aside from turning thicker while your tongue slurps the pre cum off his shaft— and the moan he spills is so throaty, gravel-alike you almost wonder if he's actually in pain.

your head was bouncing vividly now, lips plumped and painted artfully as you take him, because you see— blade just had been so fucking aroused tonight, and you teasing him was a little mean, you know? evermore when your boyfriend was so infatuated with your sensual moves and how your cheeks hollowed ever so wonderfully.

he certainly hadn't been thinking straight and had just wanted to touch you too, explore your body and give the pleasure all back, until it's you who wants more of the sweet contact again, entirely forgetting yourself.

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[chxrryhansen]

4.   rafe finding reader's toys she has and using them all on her at once because his ego is all like “I’m not good enough or something? Fine!”

-💎

i’m so sorry i literally just realised you asked for him to use them all on her after, i didn’t see it until i was just about to post, sorry if i disappointed <3

₊♡₊˚ 🎀・₊✧

you stood from the couch in shock as rafe burst through the living room door, his messy bangs sticking to his forehead and his face red with fury and a medium size box in his hands, the rage in his eyes clear.

“rafe wha-“

he threw the box into your lap, his hands settling on his hips as he stared you down with his dark blues.

“what. the. fuck. is. this?” his tone calmer than usual which immediately put you on edge, and causing an eery feeling to rise in your stomach.

looking down at the box you stilled, a bright pink 7 inch dildo staring straight back at you, along side your pretty purple vibrator. swallowing heavily you looked up at him through your lashes, rafe sneered.

“what the fuck is this shit huh? what yo-you think that im not good enough or somethn’ ? hiding that shit from me, did you really think i wouldn’t find out? huh? you thought that i- that i wouldn’t find out that my own girlfriends a-a needy fuckin’ cock whore?”

his anger was visible through his clenched fists as he rambled, pacing back and forth in-front of you.

“rafe i-i swear i haven’t used them since i met you, i don’t even need them anymo-”

he scoffed, throwing his hands in the air in mock understanding before swiftly moving to grip your jaw in a tight grip. you hated when he got like this, when his jealousy and insecurity took over there was no grounding rafe cameron. you should’ve known there was no point in trying to argue with him, he always wins. every single time.

“you’re a fuckin’ liar. you’re a lying fuckin’ whore. this dick not good enough for you, hmm? i’ll fuckin’ show you.” he murmured. you held his hand in your own, planting your feet and making a move to stand on shaky legs.

not on his watch.

rafe gripped your shoulders, roughly throwing you back down onto the couch, face down, before pulling up your skirt and tearing your panties in half. you keened, gasping at the sensation of cool air hitting your bare cunt.

your gasp quickly turned to a scream as rafe pummelled his cock into your pussy, no warning, no preparation, nothing. with one thrust he was balls deep, bottoming out into your cervix and sending tears streaming down your flushed cheeks. “fuck rafe!” you cried, the pain overwhelming.

he didn’t care. in his mind you deserved it. i mean, how dare you use his hole without permission? thoughtlessly shoving another cock in his cunt.

“shut the fuck up, you dumb bitch. i really gotta’ teach you the basics all over again, huh? this is my pussy, y’hear me? mine. say it, tell me who’s pussy this is.” he growled, his hips slamming into your plump ass from behind, the sound of skin clapping filling the room, his thick hand wrapped around your hair and tugging roughly.

“yours! it’s your pussy. i’m sorry, daddy. i’m so s-” you wailed into the cushion as rafe pushed your head back down into the couch.

“damn right it is, and did i give you permission to put some other cock in my pussy? caus’ i swear i didn’t.” he laughed manically, drowning out your cries. his thrusts becoming heavier, his thick length driving into your cervix with every pump.

“didn’t your ma ever tell you not to touch other peoples toys?”

[uvuyai]

© uvuyai 2024. . . ~ ღ

–tw. Fem reader, of course this'll be ooc, bondage, mentions of public sex, humiliation, manipulation, gaslighting(???), cockwarming, size difference, suggestive by why call it that when this is just straight up smut, choking, cervix fucking, basically punishment sex, yan Sunday(?), stockholm syndrome, breeding kink/pregnancy kink, presumed non-con(?), dub-con, somnophillia, dacryphilia,

ღ ~ 𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Who shows you off in public as his wife/girlfriend. Having matching charms to further prove it. Some females would be jealous of how you managed to pull the one and only Sunday. He's all prince charming. Taking care of your injuries if you fall. When he lets you speak to other people, he may forget he let you talk to them which leads to him placing a hand on your shoulder and his fave darkening with a smile then dragging you away. He shows you off to hos family as if he had won the lottery or gotten new jewelry. But you are his precious pearl anyway,

𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Is really cruel. He only cares about the humiliation he finds funny from you. Wrapping you up in red or black ropes. Tugging on the rope that rubs on your cunt, making friction on your clit to further drench the ropes. He would punish you even if it was the smallest mistake or thing ever. Let it be just closing your eyes due to exhaustion and overstimulation he would be quick to wrap his hand around your neck, squeezing at it as he rams himself deeper into your pussy, the tip of his dick hitting home into your cervix.

𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Is a big fan of public sex. Cock warming would be at the top of his list. Just to see you shudder and get embarrassed as you let out unwanted whines and moans as his cock twitches and brushes up against that one spot.

𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Likes to tease you. In restaurants, he would have a vibrator in your panties and pressing down on your clit with it. He only lets you wear skirts or dresses even if you don't prefer them. At home, he lets you wear shorts as it's an easy way to fiddle or fuck up into your pussy.

𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Is really a pervert! If you're just minding your business, he'll just force make you get into some suggestive position involving the both of you. If you're just walking past him, he'll just trip you purposely and move his head beneath your skirt. He'll even use your dirty panties and show you your cum stained panties, blaming you for making him dirty them in the first place.

𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Who has a breeding kink/pregnancy kink. He wants you to be plump and fully with his child inside your womb walking around his room barefoot. He fucks you around the house everyday in every inch of the place. Once he's done he'll just plug you up with a vibrator to keep all of his seed inside. He likes mating press and doggy style when breeding you. He likes it because he can easily tower over you and get easy access to your face just to lick your tears away and kiss you deeply.

𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Is very sneaky:3. When he breeds you non stop and when you finally get the strength to move around, he places birth control pills around the room. But it's really prescribed sleeping pills. He uses this as an advantage to breed you in your sleep. The pills would have you out like a light as when he fucks, you show no sign of restraint.

𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛!𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟! 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦! Is very cheerful on the inside when you start looking at him lovingly and with hope in your eyes. He knows he's broken you down to the girl he wanted you to be. It's not like he kidnapped you. He still gives you punishments here and there. It would be less harsher as he would fuck you softly but still overstimulates your ass. He loves to see you get worked up when you feel like you've done a bad thing and start crying. In response, he just lets you ride him till you collapse. He gives you a soothing aftercare and makes you agree that you are his, it's a small world for a small little adorable thing like you. Anyone could just crush you under their feet and just leave you there to wither in pain.

He just needs you to stay with him and you'll be safe. Just with him and the life in your stomach.

. . .

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY POST.

[heavqn]

the sound of snow falling

coriolanus snow x fem!reader

cw : heavy smut,,like the whole time. pregnancy/breeding kink. vulgar language, kinda. not proofread and i suck at smut</3

Coriolanus Snow is a disgusting pervert. He knew this when his dick got hard watching his wife cradle her friend's newborn baby. Seeing her eyes full of adoration as she cooed at the little one in her arms made him stiffen up so quickly that he had to lay his jacket on his lap for the rest of the evening.

He wasn’t embarrassed about being hard, no. He wanted everyone at that table to know he was planning on fucking his wife till his cum was spilling out of her once they got home. But it was a social setting, a means to secure their place in society. It would’ve been blasphemous; though he didn’t let that stop him from thinking about it the whole time.

Coriolanus had never intensely thought about having a child before. Of course it came up in passing, but he didn’t give himself time to dwell on said thought. Now, it was all he thought about. Not so much having a child; however, his wife’s full stomach and plump breast were never far away in his head.

The thought was so close all the time that he just had to indulge himself. Jerking off to the lewd images his mind came up with, desperately bucking his hips up into his hand while his darling wife was out shopping. 

His hand was going at an ungodly pace, quiet moans slipping out as it slipped over his aching tip. Though his fist did little to replicate the feeling of her clenching around him, he persevered. He came with a loud groan, his cum spilling onto his hand, dripping onto his thighs. It was good. But it did nothing to satiate the almost feral feeling he had.

So when his wife came home, bags of all colors strung on her forearm, he was quick to drop them and push her onto the bed. “Coryo!” She chastised him, but it lacked any true anger, as she giggled at the sudden attentiveness. Coriolanus was quick to make his way down to her lips, capturing them on his own. 

The kiss became heated quickly as he easily slipped his tongue into her mouth. The intensity of his passion had her pulling back for but a moment to catch her breath before Coriolanus dragged her in again.

He soon pulled away, marking a path of kisses down her throat and to her chest. Her shirt was discarded hastily, as was her bra. He closed his lips around her nipple while his hand played with the opposing bud. As he switched between each boob, his knee slotted itself in between her thighs, unintentionally grinding into her wet cunt as he took his time sucking her tits.

Her back arched further into his touch while her hips rocked into his knee that hit her clit oh-so-perfectly. “Please. Need more.” She moaned pathetically when he caught her nipple between his teeth, biting on it before letting it go back into place.

“Yeah? Want me inside you?” He grabbed her face, making her look at him. Her eyes were wet and her cheeks were red. Coriolanus didn’t receive a response, only the feeling of her pussy rubbing against his thigh. “You are just desperate, huh? Can’t even appreciate what I give you.” He scoffed, giving her cheeks a squeeze before letting go. The irony of him calling her desperate wasn’t lost on her, but all she could think about was having him inside her. 

“‘m sorry. Won’t do it again, promise. Just need you, please.” She fell to him so easily, and who was he to deny her? Typically, an asshole, that’s who. But tonight he was just as sensitive as she usually is.

He made quick work of discarding both their pants and undergarments, returning to his position between her legs. He slipped inside her cunt easily due to the slick that was long built up from the friction of his knee.

Nothing was heard in the quiet of their bedroom besides the repetitive slapping of his skin against hers and the lusty moans that left her mouth. His hand made its way up to her neck, wrapping around the flesh but not cutting off her air. Just the feeling of his hand there made her feel like she was suffocating. 

His other arm that rested beside her head held him up, though it did little to keep him there as she consistently clawed at his back, begging for more. The marks that would surely show themselves in the morning were at the back of his mind as he did what she asked.

“Fuck, yes. More, more, more.” She continued her words as she felt herself getting closer to that edge of fucked out bliss. Nothing got Coriolanus off more than being skin to skin with his wife. So when she wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him impossibly closer, he knew he was done.

He took his hand from her neck, bringing it down to rub her aching clit. If he was going to cum as quickly as a virgin, he wanted to make sure she got done first. “This what you wanted? Gonna cum all over me, huh.” She nodded as best as she could while he abused her clit, pounding into her at the same time.

In record time, he would say, she came on his cock. Clenching around him even more than before, moans louder as she grows sensitive from his relentless pace. “Need your cum, Coryo. Want it in me.” Hearing her ask for his cum, inside of her nonetheless, had him changing positions so fast she didn’t even realize it.

Her leg was propped up on his shoulder; his cock now hitting an angle deeper than before. “Gonna fill you up. Have you stuffed every day until you’re fucking pregnant.” His vulgar yet clearly honest words had her fluttering around him yet again.

“Yeah, I know you like that. Fucking slut.” His pace never faltered as he continued pounding into her, and when he came, he came hard. His cum filled her up to the brim, spilling over as he moved to pull her panties back up, assuring it wouldn’t leak.

So it was no surprise when the President and First Lady of Panem announced they were expecting but a few weeks later.