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shiftythrifting · 2 years ago
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A couple Marketplace finds 🤨
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scenedenial · 5 months ago
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just started porn n chicken … BABY EBON
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camarilla-arts · 3 months ago
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The eternal cycle of suffering.
Alt ending representing the fact that I did in fact draw this on the clock.
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timcurry-imgoinghomedotmp4 · 6 months ago
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i'm re-watching gattaca, a movie that seared itself into my brain when i saw it in my freshman year of high school in biology. and uhhhhhh welp as a trans man whose neurotypical cishet 22-months-older brother died in a tragic accident the day before his freshman year of college (that's how my senior year of high school started) let me tell you i am Having An Experience
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necromancy-savant · 1 year ago
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Who remembers the time in my first year back at college at a new school when, in my first ever Linguistics class, my professor asked me to research alternative terms for "penis" on Urban Dictionary?
@memey-dreams
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star-crossed-lizards · 1 year ago
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Not to sound transgender but I wish I had a dick
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n-x-black · 2 years ago
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a trans man and a trans woman share a body . the trans man says "god i wish i had a dick" and the trans woman says "me too" . theres no joke its just true
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welivefast-dieyoung · 9 days ago
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James Spader at the Cannes press conference for Crash 🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦
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consistantly-changing · 2 years ago
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[Image descriptions in order: three comments by holy-shit-its-kris-deltarune which say "thank you
"cocks are cool bc they come in all different shapes patterns and sizes
CLOCKS".]
[A gif of red flaming words which say "penis typo".]
why do you hate clocks
My username comes from the fact that I needed a second character for club penguin and I was just saying stuff and clockmocker was fun to say
I don't actually hate clocks
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genderkoolaid · 2 months ago
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"your dysphoria and desire to be male is actually just a coping mechanism to deal with misogyny–" my friend if i had been assigned male at birth i would have been immediately clocked as the biggest faggot of all time. there was never any winning the system for me. i really do just want a penis
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cjjohansson · 6 months ago
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i don't want to feel anyone but you.
natasha romanoff x reader - something happens on a mission that leaves natasha ignoring you for a month, until she finds out what actually happened. -- reader has a penis. angst. fluff. smut.
18+!!!!! - masterlist ♡
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“It’s been weeks Y/n…what the hell happened on that mission?” Bucky nudges you as you stay staring at the ceiling laying down in my bed. It’s weird for you to be in this bed, in this room. It’s so bare compared to what your room is like with Natasha. You haven’t stepped foot in this room in over 2 years. 
“Y/n?” Bucky nudges you yet again, your head turning to face him, his concern written all over his face. 
“You were both undercover, you both said the mission went fine and got what you needed but since then you’ve slept in this room. The cameras on the jet have been wiped from you on the way back. You both refuse to be in the same room as each other. Nevermind the fact no one even sees your face anymore and Natasha is holed up in the gym for the majority of the day…” 
“Buck…please, just, please. Leave this alone.” You need time and space. You haven’t even allowed yourself time to think about what happened. 
“Ok. Ok, I won’t. But you know where I am if you need me.” Bucky stands up to leave and you let him walk away with no care in the world. 
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It’s 2:52am, well that is what it says on the tiny clock in the corner of the kitchen. You swing the fridge open, hoping someone left you some leftover pizza. 
Just as you're about to grab the box, the door opens slowly. Your head turns to face the other person who is also up at this hour but you're left stock still when your eyes lock with Natashas. 
It’s been 4 weeks since your mission. 3 weeks of not seeing her face at all even though you live in the same building. 
You close the fridge door, suddenly not hungry. You keep your eyes locked on hers. She hasn’t moved either. You're sure you could cut the tension with a knife. 
“Tash-”
“Please don’t.” Natasha breaks eye contact then. Her body folding into itself right in front of your eyes. It hurts you to see her like this. 
“If you just let me-” You try again to just talk but she won’t let you.
“Her hands were all over you Y/n. And you didn't push her away. I was on the other side of the room, trying to do OUR job. While you stood there and let some slut put her hands all over you!” Frustration fills your whole body when she speaks, that isn't what happened. You spent the whole journey back from the mission arguing but she wasn't letting any of it happen. 
“That is not what happened and you know it! People were already staring at me and her. She was the target's sister. I would never cheat on you, ever.”
“YOU LET HER TOUCH YOU!” 
“For god sake Natasha! Do you know how many times i have had to watch you go on fucking honey pot missions and I've stood there silently while random creepy men put their hands all over you! Kiss your fucking neck and grope you?!” You didn't think you could get more frustrated, but somehow you are. 
“That is not fair. And you know it.” Natasha walks towards you finally. Her finger digging into your chest after every word. 
“Friday, pull up my coms and hidden camera from my last mission with Nat.”
Natasha raises her eyebrows at you, then turns her head to the hologram on the kitchen island where your footage is now waiting to be played. 
“Let me buy you a drink.” Leonie, the target's sister whispers into your ear.
“I’m good thanks, my girlfriend will be back in a minute.” You say back to her, moving to the left to get out of her way. Anything to get away from this woman. 
“Well, she isn't here now. Come on, let me buy you a drink and show you a good time.” She whispers to you again, as her arms turn your body towards her and she runs her hands up and down your chest. 
“Hmmm, I’m perfectly ok. Thanks. Now if you could get the fuck off of me and leave me alone that would be appreciated.” You make the point of moving her hands off of your chest, taking another step back. You just wish Nat would hurry up and get what you both needed so this could be over with. 
But Leonie only moves closer towards you, her hands gripping onto you harder. 
“Friday, stop.” The video stops at Natashas words. Her hand swipes the hologram so it fades away. She places both hands on the table and you stay still while you watch her body tense and then ease over and over. 
“I’m sorry. I just, I saw her touching you and I jumped to conclusions. I just-” Natasha turns to you, tears falling from her eyes while she runs her hands through her hair. It’s the first time you’ve seen her in a month. And it’s also the worst you have ever seen her too. 
Dark black bags lay underneath her eyes, she hasn’t been sleeping well. Which you're not shocked about, she can hardly sleep when you're not next to her. Her hair is dirty, her top has old food down the front. She is hardly herself. And seeing her like this, it kills you. She is always so well put together, so seeing her the complete opposite makes everything fly from your head. 
“Shhh, it’s okay. I-I get it. Shhh, come on. I’m here.” You pull her into your arms holding her head to your chest. You knew you’d give in, especially seeing her crying, it has always been a weakness for you. 
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I love you so much and I just- I should have let you speak but I didn’t. I was so hurt and angry, I’m sorry.” She sobs into your chest, your heart breaking even more. Natasha is never like this, it shocks you so much that part of you doesn’t truly know how to help her.
“I know, I’m sorry too, I’m sorry too baby. Come on, let’s calm down. I love you too.” You pull her head from your chest, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Her tears slow down and she finally takes in a whole breath. Her body calmed down. 
Her body slums into your own, one of your hands moving to lift her leg, silently telling her to jump up. Her legs wrap around your waist as you walk you both over to the elevator, pressing onto your shared floor. Natasha’s head stays put in the crook of your neck, while you walk through towards the ensuite. 
You wrap your arm around her waist so she knows to stay put while you lean down and start to run a bath. You know she isn’t going to be able to sleep yet, her body still needs to calm down some more.
You lower her to the floor, a vulnerable whimper coming from Natasha while her feet touch the floor. You make sure to put her favorite bubble bath in before you turn around and help take off her shirt. The rest of her clothes follow soon. But Natashas hand reaching out for your own clothes doesn’t shock you as much as you thought, she needs your touch, she needs your comfort. It only makes sense she wants you in the bath with her. 
You help her in first before you slide in behind her. Her body relaxes into your own before you make her lean forward again so you can help to wash her hair. It’s silent while you help wash each other. Natasha now facing you with her legs either side of your waist, while she rests her forehead on your own with her eyes closed.
You feel Natasha shiver, knowing it’s time to finally get out. You reluctantly pull away, another whimper falling from her lips when you stand up and get out of the tub, making sure to drain it while grabbing both of you a towel. But Natasha only drops her own towel in favor of yours, making her body lean against yours while you wrap you both up in your own towel.
The silence seems comforting as you lead you both into the bedroom, Natasha forgoes her clothes and instead shuffles into the bed, leaving the cover open for you. You already know what she needs and forget about clothes yourself while you follow after her. 
Her chest presses into your own as she positions herself to lay on top of you, the need for skin on skin contact making her body sigh happily. It’s been a month after all. 
She leans up on her elbows, her eyes in line with your own, before she leans down and places a kiss onto your lips, one you’ve been longing for since everything happened. “I’m sorry” She whispers again against your lips, one of her hands moving to your cheek to hold you against her. “I know, I am too.” You reply before leaning up and kissing her again. Her body somehow becomes even heavier on your body while the kiss continues. Your hands caressing her body, clinging to her not wanting to let go. 
Your kiss becomes harder, more meaningful as you both try to show how sorry you both are in your own aways. 
Natasha’s back arches, your hand falling to hip presses her down harder onto you. A moan falling from both of your lips at the action. 
You can feel your body getting warmed up, her body following closely as she continues to grind against you. It’s hard to keep kissing her when moans won't stop flowing out of you. 
Natasha’s hand reaches down behind her own body, falling right onto your slowly hardening appendage. She grabs hold of you, stroking you up and down while you break the kiss to throw your head back, her name falling from your lips while she moves her kisses to your neck. 
Natasha lifts her hips, your hard on slapping against your stomach before she lowers herself to grind along you again. Your hand grips her hair to pull her lips back to your own when you feel how wet she is. 
She doesn’t waste anymore time before she lifts again and maneuvers you to enter her. “F-fuu-ck.” You groan out as you're met with her tight wet walls. The feeling overwhelms you as she lifts her hips slowly down, engulfing you fully until she lifts up again leaving only your tip inside of her. 
Natasha continues to move slowly but with purpose, moans releasing from you both while you somehow still manage to keep the kiss continuing. You swallow her moans beautifully, while your hands finally move to her hips and help her move against you. You need to reach deeper.
Your hands leave Natasha’s hips, one climbing to rest on the back of her neck while the other holds the bottom of her back. She kisses you harder when she feels how possessive your touch is, and it only shocks her when you manage to flip you both over, her head meeting her own pillow while you now take over with the movement of your own hips. Her legs move to wrap tightly against you, holding you close as she finally feels you reach the deepest parts of her. 
“I-I-I love you.” Natasha moans against your lips, your breathing picking up as you fight against the need to thrust into her harder, this isn’t just sex, it is so much more to both of you. “I love you too baby.” You manage to get out while you continue your steady pace, pushing all the way in and pulling all the way out over and over again. 
It’s almost impossible to carry on kissing one another, your head falling into her neck, as you breathe her in deeply, her smell overwhelming you while she moans freely into the room.
Natasha grips you tighter, her nails holding onto your back, you can feel how close she is, her walls continuing to clench and unclench around you, making you have to push into her even harder. 
You're both so close. 
“I love you so much Y/n, fuckkkk, please, I’m sorry.” 
“I know, I love you too, you're being so good. I’m sorry too.” You breathe into her mouth. Your hand pulling out from between her and the bed to press onto her clit to help her finally reach the end goal. 
“Wanna cum with you, please y/n.” Natasha’s words encourage you to press, her walls now impossibly tight you can barely move. But you're right on the edge, the same as her. 
“Cum baby, cum with me.” You mutter onto her lips as both let go. Natasha’s hands scratching down your back as her orgasm sends her to cloud nine, your own orgasm causing your body to still while you release inside of her. 
It takes a moment for you to both calm down, heavy breaths now replace heavy moans while you rest your weight on top of her, your forehead meeting her own, causing your breaths to mix together. You go to move out of her but you're met with her hands holding you close once again. She needs this touch, this connection you both do. So you stay nestled inside of her, deciding to pull her body into your own before rolling over and allowing her weight to now cover you instead. Breathy, tired moans falling from both of your lips while you adjust to another new position, both still so sensitive from how hard your orgasms were.
Natasha rests her chin on your chest while she looks at her. Her eyes hazy and full of love, her hand falling onto your cheek while she strokes your cheek. You move your head to press a kiss onto her palm. 
“Let’s forget everything that has happened in the last month. From now on, if something happens, no matter how upset, hurt or angry we are, we always let the other person speak too. No more pushing each other away.” You mumble to Nat, her eyes never leaving your own. 
“Okay, I promise. I love you” Natasha voices back. 
“I promise too. I love you, and I don't want to feel anyone but you.”
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hoonvrs · 10 months ago
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TRAINEES — l. heeseung smau
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PAIRING heeseung × fmr
SYNOPSIS heeseung wasn’t known as ‘the ace’ for nothing, constantly ranking number one after every monthly evaluation. then suddenly a new name takentakes over first place — baek ‘Rin’, and heeseung doesn’t take lightly to competition.
GENRE smau, fluff, crack, more to be added
FEATURING ( enha ) all, ( fromis9 ) chaeyoung, jiheon, ( txt ) yeonjun, ( newjeans ) minji
WARNINGS swearing, kys/kms jokes, friendly bullying, sex jokes, loser heeseung ( more will be added if necessary )
STATUS ongoing, slow updates
TAGLIST ( OPEN )
S. NOTE new smau and as the queen of loser!enha that means loser heeseung agenda dun dun dunnn ( let’s completely ignore timelines cause if i keep switching between new and old pics don’t clock me.. )
noot hee you will always be famous
also please don't spam like as it shadowbans me and lessens engagement <3
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PROFILES
flower boys | hybestars
CHAPTERS
01 bang sihyuk count your days.
02 ain’t that ur rank
03 sunKISS MY ASS
04 i purple you heh
05 she gagged you omg
06 meeeeee :3
07 u pack of slags
08 Woah, calm down jamal
09 rupaulations 4:20
10 is somebody gonna match my freak
11 isn’t she so dreamy ( + 0.1k wc )
12 Donatella VERSACE
13 go train with your other bitch then
14 yare yare heeseung kohai
15 shoulda coulda woulda
16 STAY AWAY FROM HER
17 enemies 2 friends 2 strangers
18 not me I don’t care
19 whys he kinda good….
20 double homicide
21 macbeth hyungnim
22 u send?
23 eat a taki moss
24 u need psychological belp.
25 im gonna hump someone
26 SIX BOMBACLART EGGS
27 i’m no longer a penis boy
28 who let the schizo out
29 and the crowd is…confused??
30 heart brocken
...more to be added
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kitty6choi · 1 month ago
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𝑴𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆
ᯓ★ ˖ ۫ ִ⚊ • . ˚ ᯓ★ ˖ ۫ ִ⚊ • . ˚ ᯓ★ ˖ ۫ ִ⚊ • . ˚ ᯓ★ ˖ ۫ ִ⚊ • . ˚ ᯓ★ ˖ ۫ ִ⚊ • . ˚ ᯓ★
☾ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Tired of waiting for your boyfriend you decide to distract yourself
☾ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: bf! Jeong Yunho x bf! fem! reader
☾𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut MDNI
☾ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.4K (This was a drabble, I don't know what happened)
☾ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Masturbation, unprotected sex (don't do it), nicknames: (slut, bitch, little girl)
A/N: I was working on my mini series fic but I can't get Yunho out of my head since he uploaded these photos. English is not my first language so sorry if I made a mistake. If you like it please comment and share.
⋆。˚୨𝖬���𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍୧˚。⋆
You had tried to sleep, but you had gotten so used to sleeping next to your boyfriend's body that it was almost impossible to close your eyes if his arms weren't around you or you heard his heart beating slowly while he caressed your head.
It was so frustrating not being able to have him all the time that it hurt, but you couldn't act like that, you were supposed to be mature enough to let him go out with his friends for a night and enjoy himself, but you missed him so much that you wanted to cry.
Yunho was a wonderful person and he always made you feel loved, but when he wasn't with you, you just waited for the moment when you could throw yourself into his arms and feel all his love, but now all you could do was try to distract yourself so you wouldn't look at the clock and count the seconds until he came back.
The movie you put on actually distracted you a little and the glass of wine you poured yourself seemed to be relaxing you a little, but when the protagonists decided to confess their feelings to each other and started kissing you couldn't help but think of your absent boyfriend.
You wanted to call him and ask if he would be back soon, but that might upset him so you threw the phone to the end of the couch and focused on the scene, but soon everything seemed to get heated and you bit your lips letting your mind imagine that it was Yunho and you instead.
You felt your body slowly getting hotter and you sighed a little trying to contain yourself, but in the end your hands found a place on your breasts, you massaged them gently just like they were doing on the screen, imagining that they were Yunho's hands, you held your breath as you felt the material of the shirt tickle your skin over your nipples, you decided to continue with the sequence on the screen and put your hand under your pajama shorts and massage your needy pussy a little while the aroma of Yunho's shirt flooded your mind.
You close your eyes and let your head fall on the couch, you try to imagine that it is his hands that touch you and you open your legs when you decide to move your panties and touch your clit. You moan into the air saying his name wishing over and over again that he would come back soon, but you know that now you will have to settle with your own caresses.
The movie continued its course, but that didn't matter to you now, you decide to put one of your fingers in your core while you wrap one of your nipples in your other hand like your boyfriend does, but it doesn't seem to be enough, so you decide to put another finger in feeling how your pussy starts to get wetter. You pump your fingers and immerse yourself in the relaxing pleasure you're giving yourself without realizing that the door opened.
Yunho was silent because he thought you might be sleeping and when he saw the television on his heart skipped a beat imagining that you were waiting for him, but he froze when he found you with your legs open and your fingers buried all the way, as your pretty mouth let out small moans with his name and almost immediately he felt his penis move seeing you so calmly enjoying your pleasure and he decided to stay quiet while he watched the show.
You arched your back as you felt a knot begin to form in your stomach and tried to push your fingers further to touch that spongy spot inside you, but no matter how hard you tried it seemed like only Yunho could reach it, yet you continued desperate to have something more, you shook your hips and crushed one of your breasts hard while your mouth released sighs of pleasure.
“Yunho…” your orgasm never came, but you decided it was enough. You opened your eyes slowly and were catching your breath when you noticed a figure in the corner, you freaked out, but Yunho stepped forward and seeing his face in the light you let out a sigh of relief, but then you realized the situation and quickly closed your legs in embarrassment “w… how long have you been there?”
“Enough to enjoy the show” you sank into the couch feeling your cheeks turn red, you weren’t very daring with Yunho, all the time he was the one who initiated their encounters and you were grateful for it because you didn’t think you had the courage to do it yourself, but when you realized that he saw you giving yourself pleasure you couldn’t look him in the eyes, without realizing it Yunho approached and you felt his hand on your cheeks as he lifted your face so you could look him in the eyes “did you miss me?”
You felt your body tremble and you didn't know if it was because of the unresolved orgasm or the way his eyes were asking you for an answer, how could you nod while unconsciously you squeezed your legs together, you still wanted more, but you weren't going to tell him. Yunho noticed it and smiled passing his thumb over your mouth, your heart raced as you noticed how his chest rose and fell with force as he put just the tip of his finger in your mouth.
You didn't know what prompted you to open your lips and stick your tongue out surrounding his finger without looking away, you wanted to blame the alcohol you had taken, but deep inside you knew it was only because you were a bitch in need of cock.
Yunho restrained himself from not throwing himself on you as he watched you suck his finger, he wanted to pull down his pants and feel your mouth around his aching cock, but he could only stay still as he watched your hips begin to move. He pulled his finger out of your mouth and watched as your saliva dripped down your chin as you looked at him with the most innocent face you could muster, that only made him growl because he knew he was about to ruin you.
He lifted you off the couch with ease and carried you on his shoulder to the bedroom, the whole way you didn't stop kicking and complaining about how embarrassing it was, but then a smack on your butt silenced you completely. He gently placed you on the bed and your labored breathing mixed with his as he placed his body on top of yours, but without crushing you.
“I missed you too, my little girl,” he whispered before pressing his lips to yours, you received the kiss as if it were the medicine you needed to be okay, you took his face in your hands and let his tongue tangle with yours as your body heated up from having what you had asked for so much.
One of his hands softly touched your breast and you couldn’t help but let out a moan into his mouth, but he didn’t mind and continued kissing you as he slid his hand down your legs. The feeling of his cold fingers on your skin gave you a shiver, but you silently obeyed, opening your legs just so he could have access to your pussy.
“You’re so cute,” he said in your ear as you let out a pathetic moan with his name as you moved your panties to the side, your back arched a little and you held onto his shoulders as his fingers touched your wet and sensitive pussy. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes” you nodded desperately as you felt him move his fingers up and down your entrance, Yunho moaned as he saw your body tremble in anticipation and without wasting time he pushed one of his fingers inside you and began pumping following a slow and torturous rhythm that only made you scratch his arms “more” you moaned desperately
Yunho obeyed your request and inserted another finger without stopping the rhythm in his hand. You closed your eyes as you enjoyed his fingers inside you and the way he touched your sweet spot, Yunho took advantage of the moment and lifted your (his) shirt to kiss your breasts while you let out small curses at the combination of his caresses.
When he felt you squeeze his fingers he picked up the pace and gently bit one of your nipples while you tangled your fingers in his hair desperately begging him not to stop, but when you felt a shiver run through your entire body and the knot in your stomach about to explode Yunho stopped.
“Yuyu…” you said complaining with tears in your eyes for losing your orgasm again “I was so close” Yunho wiped your tears and kissed your neck making you forget your own words
“What do you want my little girl?” your head was cloudy, you couldn't think of anything else other than every part of his body, you wanted him, you wanted his hands on you, his mouth everywhere.
“Your cock” you confessed without shame for how desperate you were.
Yunho ripped off your clothes and hurriedly took off his own, you stopped to look at every part of his body and you wished you could touch him. Yunho took you and you let yourself be manipulated easily thinking that he would get on top of you, but when his body was the one that was under yours you were surprised.
“What's wrong? Isn't that what you wanted?” he asked, mocking you as he saw how your face began to turn red despite the situation “It´s all yours” he said looking at his big hard cock.
Yunho took you by the buttocks and tied you up so that you would move your hips, he moaned when he felt your wet pussy on his eager cock and he gave you a look to see you, he wasn't going to do it if you didn't want to, but then you took him by the shoulders and moved your hips slowly on his cock and quickly changed your mind.
You started to move clumsily, but the friction of his cock on your pussy urged you to continue. Yunho squeezed your hips tightly to contain the urge to turn around and sink his cock inside you, he wanted this to be about you, there was something exciting about watching you try to chase your own orgasm.
You weren't used to this position and you felt your legs getting tired easily, you didn't want to keep waiting so you took his cock and sank into it moaning as you felt it make its way inside you.
“Fuck baby girl…” Yunho said kissing your neck
“You’ve made me wait so long, shut up and let me cum” you didn’t know where such sincerity came from, normally you stayed quiet and enjoyed his dirty words, but a part of you was starting to see why Yunho liked to take control, but still you couldn’t lose your manners “please”
Yunho let out a laugh at seeing your change in attitude, but that only made his cock throb inside you.
“Take it” he said lying back on the bed placing his arms behind his head as he watched your body on top of his. He was fascinated and needed all his concentration not to cum as he watched you begin to bounce clumsily on him. He wanted to touch you, run his hands over your and grab your waist, but he wanted to see you fall apart and end up begging for him and that's what you did.
“Yuyu… I can't” you sighed stopping your movements and getting closer to him to look for a caress, a kiss, some response from him, but he stayed still “I need you” when he heard your words it was like you turned on a button in him that made him react.
He took you and turned around leaving your body on the mattress while he rose over you. He took your legs and placed them on his shoulders before starting to move his hips. You let out a loud moan at the feeling, this was what you wanted, what you needed and so did he.
Yunho followed the rhythm that he knew you liked, he pounced on you and attacked your mouth while burying his cock all the way. You were so sensitive and you couldn't bear the huge wave that was building up in your belly any longer, you needed to get free and Yunho felt the way you squeezed his cock.
“My pretty little slut can't take it anymore?” you moaned into his mouth and he understood what you meant, he placed your legs over his waist and surrounded your body as he sank even deeper into you “cum for me little girl” you obeyed his orders and Yunho couldn't bear it any longer as he felt you cum on his cock and he released his load inside you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and scratched his back with one last moan of his name as your orgasm overtook you, you felt something liquid spread over your legs and wet the sheets beneath you, it was something so intense that your whole body trembled, but at the same time it made you feel so relieved.
Yunho glanced down at the mess you both had made, but he wanted to stay with you a moment longer like that and ignored it for a moment placing his head between your neck.
“I didn’t know you could do that” he left a kiss on your cheek and you closed your eyes avoiding looking at him out of shame for having made a mess, but his kisses tickling you made you react.
“That was…”
“Very sexy” he finished for you “we’ll do it again” you let out a sigh “when you’re ready of course” now none of that mattered to you now, you just wanted him to shut up and hug you so you took his face and gave him a kiss
“Let me sleep”
“Is that an order?” he asked, still surprised by your new phase “I love it” you gave him a punch before closing your eyes as you settled down next to him like you had wanted from the beginning.
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covenofagatha · 3 months ago
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Sweet dreams
You wake up in the middle of the night to find your girlfriend, Agatha, having a very good dream.
Word count: ~1400
Warnings: somnophilia, girl penis, Agatha has a cock, blowjob, sex, mentions of public sex, mommy kink, cum
Taglist: @stayevildarling
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You’re having the most pleasant dream when all of a sudden, something unknown wakes you up. You blink the sleep out of your eyes, noticing the clock on the nightstand blinking 3:33 in red. 
You roll your eyes and try to think back to the last time you actually slept through the whole night. It’s been years at least. You’ve never been very good at sleeping. 
But the woman wrapped around you has helped. You furrow back into your girlfriend, Agatha’s, arms which are spooning you, her body pressed against yours. 
Ever since the two of you had started dating, you found yourself to be sleeping better. It was much easier to doze off with when she was cuddling with you. And it was much easier to be tired enough to doze off after she fucked you so nicely in only the way she could. 
Tonight, however, Agatha had been out late at a work dinner, so this was the first time you’d seen the woman in since the previous morning. You had eventually fallen into a restless sleep before she had gotten home. 
You snuggle tighter into her grip and close your eyes in an attempt to go back to sleep. 
And that’s when you feel it. 
The hard bulge rubbing ever so slightly up and down your ass. Agatha’s cock. This must’ve been what had woken you up. Heat runs through you at the thought of your girlfriend having a naughty dream. 
You turn over in her arms, taking extra care to not disturb her. When you’re face-to-face with her, you can see her furrowed brow and sweaty skin, her hips grinding just a little against nothing. 
“Y/n,” Agatha whispers, her hand clutching your shoulder in her sleep, and your mouth runs dry. She’s dreaming of you. 
A smile stretches across your mouth. This is so much better than sleeping. 
Agatha and you had experimented with somnophilia in the past, but it was usually you who woke up to find mommy’s tongue on your clit or her fingers or cock buried in your cunt. But the thought of being the one to wake her up like that is delicious. 
You gently turn the older woman onto her back and pull the sheet down. She’s wearing only an oversized purple flannel, her favorite to sleep in. It’s ridden up in her movements and her long, hard cock is completely visible. 
The tip is flushed and leaking. It must be a good dream she’s having. You glance up just to make sure she’s still asleep before leaning down and running your tongue up her length. 
She groans and you freeze. She mumbles something incoherently, turning her head to the other side. You lick a few more times, keeping a close eye on her, before taking the tip into your mouth and giving it a light suck. 
“Yes, baby, so good,” Agatha grunts, hips raising lightly. Her dick twitches in your mouth. You can taste her precum. You use one hand to stroke the bottom of her and open your mouth wide and sink further down, your tongue curling against her. Her hand tangles in your hair and she’s starting to stir. You know you don’t have much longer before she’s totally awake. 
You slide back and forth enthusiastically on her cock, feeling her hand tighten. Her hips have started thrusting more and you swallow around her, hearing a loud moan. 
“What – oh, shit,” Agatha says, fully waking up. She looks down to meet your eyes and she takes in the sight of your pretty little mouth wrapped around her cock and she cums on your tongue with a breathy gasp, spurts of her coating the inside of your mouth. She watches with wide eyes as you swallow all of her. 
“Were you having a good dream, mommy?” you ask innocently. You feel her cock twitch and you raise your eyebrow playfully. 
“I was. Do you want me to tell you what it was about?” 
“I mean, I have a few guesses,” you joke, nodding at her length. Agatha smirks and pulls you up into a kiss, moaning at the taste of herself. She puts her hands around your hips and holds you so you’re straddling her. You can feel her warm cock against your wet underwear. 
“We were at a restaurant,” she begins, and you lean in closer to hang onto every word. “And the waitress wouldn’t stop flirting with you. She was being relentless, giving you light touches on the shoulder and winking at you. But you thought she was just being nice. It was making mommy so mad.” She begins to stroke your hips with her fingertips ever so slightly and you shift in her lap. “So I had no choice but to remind you who you belong to. When the hostess came over with the check, I bent you over the table and shoved my cock into you.”
You let out an involuntary gasp at the image. 
“The look on her face was delectable. Everyone turned around to watch what a good slut you were being for me. I made you look at the waitress the entire time so she could see that you were already taken. It was so hot, baby. Claiming you in front of all those people.” 
You’re literally dripping and you can feel her cock getting harder. She slides a hand into your underwear and smirks. 
“I’m not the only one who thinks that’s hot. Do you like the thought of that?” 
“Yes, mommy,” you say, starting to grind on her fingers. “Need you to remind me who I belong to.” She grins and sits up so she can sink her teeth into your neck. You gasp and tilt your head so she has better access. She leaves a few more marks before flipping you on your back on the bed. You squeal and she positions herself between your legs so she can rub herself against your covered pussy. 
“Since you woke me up so nicely,” Agatha says, trailing kisses over her bites. “I think it’s only fair that I give you a reward.” You nod eagerly and she reaches down to move your underwear to the side. She drags her dick up and down your slit, coating it with your juices. “You’re so wet, baby.” 
“Only for you,” you choke out. She smiles into your neck as she slowly pushes herself in. 
“Fuck, baby, you’re still so tight,” Agatha groans. She gives you a second to adjust when she bottoms out and then starts thrusting. You whimper everytime she hits the spot only she can find. It’s embarrassing how close you already are and you can feel her twitching inside you. Looks like neither of you will last long. 
“Mommy,” you whine. 
“I know, baby. I’m almost there, too. Want me to fill you up?” 
Your walls clench involuntarily and you moan. You think your favorite feeling in the world might be having your insides painted by her cum. “Yes, mommy!” 
She picks up the speed and reaches a finger between you two to rub your clit. You raise your hips to match her thrusts and she grunts with the exertion. 
“Gonna cum, baby, gonna cum in you,” she pants and suddenly, you feel bursts of heat in your cunt. She keeps fucking you through her orgasm and you quickly follow in suit, your pussy walls trying to milk every last drip from her. She stays buried in you for a few moments while the two of you breathe. 
You can feel her cock slowly going limp and then she slides out. You gasp at the feeling of her cum dripping out of you and she holds your legs apart to watch. You reach down and spread your folds apart so she can get a better view. 
“You’re so hot, baby. I love you so much,” Agatha says appreciatively and gives you a kiss before going to get a warm washcloth. She cleans your pussy, rubbing against your clit too many times to be considered accidental, and then climbs back in bed with you. 
She wraps her body around yours like she does every night and presses another kiss to your forehead. “Sweet dreams, darling.”
You have no trouble falling asleep after that. 
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miss-cincaide · 3 months ago
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Can we try…? 
Summary: Megumi knows how to get you to try new things in bed. It’s like a little dance between you two, but even when all the steps are right, there’s still plenty of room for it to take a different route, Or the time Megumi wants to try something new and it turns into a quickie
Pairing: Fem! Reader x Megumi Fushiguro (aged up!) Kinktober prompt 7: Quickie  WC: 1.9K Warnings: Minors DN, 18+ content! Contains (p in v, unprotected), trying new kinks, quickie, light choking, pet names and praises, cursing, PwP
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Megumi has an approach, a method to the way he tackles ‘new things’ and ‘sex’ in the same context. It’s never a spontaneous- spurr-of-the-moment request in the middle of getting hot and steamy, or a prolonged nagging until you give in. Instead, it’s always this meticulously planned mission that lasts over several days- if not weeks—slowly giving you hints and time to ease into the idea. To figure out what you want; are you curious? Scared? Comfortable? Aroused? Are you okay with him asking you for it or is it off-limits entirely? 
He always does it in a way that gives you time to think—a chance to set your boundaries without feeling pressured or scared that you are disappointing him. Just react and move on, no questions asked.  
And it drove you fucking wild. 
The kind of wild you’re ready to drop your panties, bend over and receive his cock with a gracious ‘yes please’ and ‘fuck me baby’ in one breath. The kind where you edge him on through flirty texts while he is away on his mission, and if you’re really desperate, then some naughty pictures too. Just enough that when he comes home at midnight, he’s just as fucking hot and bothered as you’ve felt the entire day. Rock-hard on, more teasing which leads to a messy, loud and steamy round one in the shower- the usual catalyst of that equation. 
Normally that is.
But as you stare at the computer and the ‘accidentally open’ history full of search terms spread over the last few weeks, you don’t know what to make of this particular kink. Your hand shakes slightly, moving the mouse to the ‘delete history’ button, then away from it, then back to it. The frown on your lips grows more profound as you bite the inside of your cheek in thought. You don’t know what to do with it. Cockwarming. What the heck even is that? You click through some of the links. Definitions and explanations, but still don’t get the complete picture of it. Or at least what’s so arousing about it. You take a step back from the screen, glance at the clock, and conclude that you don’t have a lot of time until Megumi comes home. Of course, you could postpone deciding- there’s never any pressure for sex or otherwise when he’s around. But also, you haven’t seen him for a few days. You missed him, and want to feel the connection, the intimate closeness that came with being vulnerable and trying something new with your loved one. 
You take a long moment to consider the act itself.  Is it so out there that you’d never want to try it? No. You’ve done plenty of penis in pussy action, a lot of it left you whimpering and asking for more. And part of your aftercare was spooning and cuddling. Technically it wasn’t something you two hadn’t done yet, but you also knew you were gonna struggle with feeling him close without chasing the high of an orgasm. Was that a deal breaker? 
Fuck it! 
You closed down the computer and headed back to your joint bedroom to freshen up before settling under the warm covers, silently waiting for Megumi to come home. 
You must have dozed off waiting for him because you woke up to the feeling of Megumi climbing into bed with you. His wet hair ticking the back of your neck, and the smell of your mango body wash filled your senses. His arm came to wrap around your waist, and you instantly wiggled closer to him, feeling the heat of his bare chest through your thin nightgown and the unmistakable outline of his half-hard cock through his boxers. 
The feeling instantly made you more awake. “Hmmm, you’re home and showered already, Gumi?” you groan out, salvaging the feeling of his lips showering your cheeks, your neck and your bare shoulder in kisses. You’re definitely enjoying the princess-wake-up treatment.
“ Got done early, missed you” Megumi mumbles, pressing a long kiss on your bare shoulder “ How is my baby doing?” the playful tone and care in his tone made you smile and snuggle closer to him, throwing your leg back and he caught it in between his thighs. He adjusts a little, then begins a soft rocking motion, at first trying to get as close to you as possible until you are cocooned up in his arms. Then it turned into sensual grinding. 
You are practically purring at the sensation, the warmth and the closeness. “ I miss you too.. So I.. ehem.. Thought if I napped a little, I’d get to see you sooner,” You slowly blink the sleep away as Megumi chuckles, pressing another long kiss to your neck. Purposefully avoiding the covered skin. “Gumi!” You whine then raise your shoulder, shaking off the nightgown strap until it slides further down your arm,  exposing your collarbone and the top part of your tits to him. 
You hear his humm, a clear indication that he is listening as he covers the newly exposed skin in kisses “What is it? Is my baby unhappy with something?” Megumi smirks against your skin, making sure to roll his hips just right as he asks. You feel every inch of him, from his needy tip to perfect lengths, and you grind right back against him, your hands seeking his out on your waist before tugging it down to where your nightgown meets your thigh. “Does my baby want something?” 
“Megumi” You’re whining now, rocking together with him. You want him, and you weren’t ready to untangle yourself from him anytime soon. You want him closer, closer, to lay in bed wrapped up in each other's arms. “About the thing- why?” 
 “ Why?” Megumi repeats slowly, blinking in thought, his long lashes brushing against your cheek as he tries to formulate his feelings into thoughts. “Because I want to feel my baby close, to be as close as we can physically be without rushing or needing to clean up the mess.” Megumi takes a shaky breath, kissing up your neck to your ear “Can– can I?” 
You hummed a little. You could understand that sentiment, in a way, “But there’ll be no pleasure.” You mumbled quietly. “Won’t it be boring?” 
“Does everything have to pleasure and excitement?” as if to prove his point, he presses another long kiss on your shoulder, holds his lips there, looking at you through long lashes. His gaze is intense; he is eating you up with his eyes, turning your insides on fire and mush all at once. 
You fall in love with him all over again. From the messy hair, gentle touch, and worshipping kisses to the way he looks at you as if you’re the most precious thing in existence. Most precious to him. 
“Let's try”, you whisper, and you see him hesitate for a second, clearly not sure if he’s pushing you too much, and it makes you smile.’ God you adore this man’, you think to yourself as you press a kiss to his forehead, another on his hair, and then duck down to his lips. The kisses are soft and loving, a stark contrast to the way you grind your ass against his crotch. Your nightdress hikes up until it's just your bare skin against his damp boxers. 
Megumi breaks the kiss, biting down the moan on his lips as he drops his head on your shoulder.  “Fuck baby, you’re too good to me” Reaching out he clutches your hand in his while the other one leaves your thigh to pull down his boxers. “Too good.” Another kiss is on your shoulder while he adjusts your leg, shifting it from between his legs to on top of them. 
“You’re one to talk” you breathe out, spreading your legs wider, salvaging the feeling of his cold fingers between your legs. Checking to make sure you’re okay, that you’re aroused enough, relaxed enough. Megumi doesn’t want to hurt you, and every time he takes extra moments to check on you, it melts your heart; “I love you” Your eyes meet his for a second as he leans over your shoulder. 
“Love you too, baby” 
You both moan as he pushes inside you, slow and steady. Inch by inch until he’s nestled balls deep. You can feel him twitching, and it takes absolutely everything from you not to rock your hips. “God, I’ve missed you, Gumi.” You clench around him, and he curses.
“Fuck baby, Fuck. if you do that again I’m going to lose it” Megumi��s practically trembling in your arms.
“Do what Gumi?” You blink innocently, knowing he won’t be able to see it with his face buried in the crook of your neck, panting like a dog in heat. You know precisely what you’re doing. You can’t help it. “I’m not even–” You gasp as he pulls out and thrusts into you. The hand on your thigh drops between your legs, skilled fingers knowing exactly how to move to leave you breathless, while the palm of his second-hand lands on your throat. 
“Ohh just like that, Gumi, don’t stop” You whimper, turning your words into gasps and moans as his hand tightens ever so slightly around your throat. Let's go, then tightens again as he rolls his hips just fucking right and you meet them with a thrust of your own, your leg on his thigh spreading wider “Mmm s’close Gumi, ahmm, close” 
“God baby, yes, just like that pretty baby, clench just like that. You’re so good to me, your pussy feels so good, fuckk you’re so pretty like this-” 
You moan at the sweet nothingness in your ear, each breathless my pretty baby making you weak. You feel his thrusts quicken, the fingers on your clit rolling the bud a little rougher as Megumi cums first. The twitch, the hot cum, and the way he’s so deep, rocking his hips as if trying to go even deeper, sends you right after him. 
Everything stills, your hands clutch at each other, your head thrown back, barely getting air from the death grip on your throat, your hands clutch at him, nails dig into his skin. He isn’t much better with the way he clutches you. 
You’re trembling; he is trembling. 
The moment passes, and his grip loosens. You take a deep gasp of air, slumping into the sheets. Megumi rubs your leg, keeping it propped up against himself, thrusting a little deeper around the slick and the cum in a desperate attempt to keep his softening cock inside your warmth. 
Despite yourself, you giggle, and your eyes practically shine with mischief. “I thought cockwarming was without movement-” 
Megumi stiffens, and you don’t doubt his cheeks are tomato red. “Shut up” 
“-and I thought not everything needs to be excitement and pleasure.” You’re enjoying this a lot, almost as much as the sex. 
“Seriously, shut up.” Megumi raises his head and gives you a pointed look, which doesn’t look the least bit menacing when he’s bright pink, half from the embarrassment of having his words thrown back at him and half from the orgasm. 
“Or what?” You smile, twisting your body just a little more to face him. You feel him slip out of you in the process. Your eyes flicker downwards for a second before Megumi grasps your chin in his hand and forces you to look him in the eyes. 
“Or it’s round two. And this time I won’t be gentle” 
All you can do is grin, another taunt playing on the tip of your tongue. Quick loving sex after being apart for a few days is amazing; a rough several-hour-long fuck as round two is a treat you know you won’t be able to pass up.
 Maybe ‘Cockwarming’ had it’s uses after all..
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velvetvexations · 10 days ago
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The trope of "trans men pass if they have short hair and flannel whereas trans women are doomed to forever clockiness" is so funny to me as someone who knows multiple trans women who literally have just shaved their face and put on a dress and instantly pass. Like there's obviously nuance and stuff but like. I have met trans women who are like so so recently transitioned even just socially but I'm still like oh yeah that's a lady I'd run into at the supermarket and call ma'am to her face cause she seems like she's on the older side and prefers formal phrasing. I have met trans women who don't "try" at all (makeup etc) but still pass. Passing isn't some impossible goal for all trans women ever
(obligatory disclaimer passing doesn't mean shit to a person's gender or value)
I think part of it is just the fact that people are their own harshest critic? Like Im generally pretty good at clocking trans men cause I know the hints I've seen them in the mirror, but I once knew a trans woman for multiple months before she said something that indicated she was trans (not an outing situation, an "she knew I was trans and assumed I knew" situation). Like sure maybe trans women are more "clockable" on average to You (general) but I am more like the average individual who isn't transfem or a raging terf transvestigating every women who has ever been within 30 feet of a penis in that I don't have magic transfem noticing powers
TRFs are obsessed with the doom and gloom of being a trans woman so the fact that there are cis men who get mistaken for women doesn't occur to them
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