#perky😉

[xoluvx]

1. can u do a billie smut where u (reader) r in bed naked and billies working late n she comes home to find u like that in bed and RAILS like proper RAILSSS the reader 😉

2. billie is frustrated and u help her relax

doing the first request for this one .. might do the second one in another post 😋 enjoyyyy

It'd been a long exhausting day. When you got home you headed straight for the bathroom. You were in desperate need of a shower. The cool water felt heavenly on your skin. Your muscles relaxed instantly.

When you got out of the shower, you didn't bother getting dressed. You'd air dry today since your girlfriend wasn't home yet, not that you wouldn't gladly walk around naked in her presence. She'd been working late in the studio this week, so you took this time to do whatever you wanted.

Leaving a trail of water, you wandered into the kitchen for something to snack on. The savory sweet treat lightened your mood and you sipped some water before heading back to your room.

Scrolling endlessly through your phone, you consumed the multiple posts that flooded your social media. You were so enthralled in your phone, you didn't hear the footsteps approaching the room.

The door was open so your girlfriend just sauntered in. Her smile grew bigger, if that was even possible.

"Wow, for me?" she goofed approaching the bed taking off her jacket. She threw it on the bench at the end of the bed and you sat up, breasts bouncing with delight.

You greeted her with open arms and she happily cupped your face kissing you tenderly. Your arms clung to her back, the roughness of her clothes contrasted with your lotioned skin. It didn't take long for the kiss to turn feverish. Her hand traveled to your neck and you moaned from the pressure.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard," Billie snarled, her lips sloppily moving to your cheek where she planted a final kiss.

She stepped away getting rid of her clothes in a flash. Her toned body stared back at you and you drooled with anticipation. She flashed you her perfectly perky ass when she opened the closet. A small section of it dedicated to your collection of dildos and vibrators.

"Which one should I use?" she asked and you squirmed not knowing what she had in store.

She came back with a pink frilly blindfold. Fuck, this could only mean one thing. She wasn't going to be nice tonight.

"Is this okay?" she asked approaching you. Her face softened waiting for your response.

"Yes," you swallowed and she tied the blindfold around your head covering your eyes. Her fingertips dragged down your neck and your chest rose at the touch.

"Are you going to be a good girl for me?" she whispered, her face now close to yours. Nodding, you felt her presence disappear only to reappear a few seconds later. She pushed you back on the bed, your arms sprawled on the mattress. Nipples hardening in suspense.

Billie's wet mouth was on your skin in seconds; you shivered. Her tongue rotated around your bud, her other hand palming your breast. She focused on your nipple, sucking, licking, slapping your tit before repeating the same motions on the other. As she sucked, she let her teeth sink on your skin and you moaned loudly arching your back. You simply felt her chuckle on your skin.

Her tongue ran a stripe between your breasts and up your throat. Your hands didn't know where to rest, you just bunched the sheets instead. When she kissed your jaw you felt her fill you up. Slowly, painfully slow. She'd chosen the biggest dildo you owned. You didn't even have to see to know.

When she was all the way in, you felt her skin press on yours. She stayed like for a moment planting kisses along your jaw, down your neck, back up your neck and finally your lips. You kissed back feeling her breasts lean on yours, you took this as an opportunity to wrap your arms around her shoulders.

With little warning she was all the way out, only the tip of dildo held you open. Then she pounded into you and the moan that filled the room was pornographic.

Her hips were fast. Incredibly fast, pushing into you ruthlessly. You felt her so deep, you were seeing stars in the darkness of the blindfold. Your mouth remained open, moans spilling off your tongue.

"You like that?" she groaned and you replied with a 'fuck yes' only encouraging her to fuck into you harder. She adjusted herself moving off the bed. With her legs planted on the floor, she pulled you lower. You felt empty and confused.

She took your legs holding them up against her body. The dildo slid into your pussy again. You felt it deeper in this new position. Soon enough she settled on the same speed as before fucking you so hard your skin slapped loudly. She leaned down, your legs over her shoulders, and kissed you.

You attacked her lips like you'd never tasted her before. Each kiss interrupted by a moan, a fuck, a yes, a fuck yes, a right there, a don't stop.

Her hand found its way to your neck, stifling your moans and groans. Her skin rubbing against your clit each time she thrusted. Each time rougher than the last, harder than the last.

Letting go of your neck, lips still resting on yours swallowing your cries, she hooked her arms under your shoulders pulling you down with each thrust. The dildo hitting every sweet pleasurable spot.

"Cum for me," she purred and you held your eyes shut even though you couldn't see anything. The simple gesture of squeezing your eyes traveled down your body, piercing your nipples, shooting through pussy and down to the bottom of your tingling feet.

Billie nuzzled her face in your neck still thrusting with no mercy. She felt the way your body quaked. The sudden silence that only meant one thing.

"Please baby," she pleaded and you surrendered letting your body reach eternal bliss. Billie pressed her lips on your cheek.

"Good girl," she whispered and those words alone made your body quiver again. She was still deep in you, she started moving but your hands felt their way down to her ass holding her in place. You weren't ready for the emptiness just yet.

Billie obliged and she held herself in place. She pushed the blindfold up to your sweat coated forehead and your eyes fluttered open to witness her plump rosy lips. She smiled biting her lip and you smiled back giggling.

"That was-" you sighed contently feeling the rush in your nipples again.

Billie cupped your face kissing you gently. It was so soft in comparison to what'd just transpired.

[bu-g-scuts]

BK with the perky nips and the bouncy bulge. Man, I would love to service this handsome man! I bet he got a pretty one! 😉

[octoberautumnbox]

Deep breathes Just slowly taking it in. These three would give you best job ever 😉

One of them giving you the sloppiest handjob and blowjob while the others are rubbing their tits all over your body. Their thighs taking your whole arm hostage when you gently tease their entrance before entering.

"Tsk, like you're not tempted to cum inside all three of them."

One of the best feelings is Yuri swallowing your load while your cock is still inside her mouth

Yuri isn't convinced that your heart belongs to her. How would you delay yourself long enough so that you would only cum for Yuri?

Kep1er Seo Youngeun, Huening Bahiyyih, Kang Yeseo, Soloist Jo Yuri & Male Reader

Categories/warnings: smut, blowjob, some light spanking, titsucking, hickeys, foursome, thighjob, idk what else there's probably more lmao

Word count: 1,234 exactly ayyy

a/n: no good reason why im formatting this like i would a full-length fic but!! woo not angst! :DDDD

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“Tsk, like you’re not tempted to cum inside all three of them.” The speaking voice seems so far away despite your knowledge of the fact it’s coming from right there. You struggle to lose yourself, and it’s like everything in the world is helping you on this front, but for some reason…

Between slurps, Youngeun manages to chime in, “Oppa, why do you taste so fucking good?” before taking half your length into her mouth again, failing to notice nor care that you’re too preoccupied to watch her lips wrap around your tip. She’s working on taking you deeper, and she’s working really hard as evidenced by how she’s learned to use her tongue to reach more of your exposed shaft each time she sucks your cock. Her spit offers the perfect lubrication for you between her cheeks, and the way she fucks her face onto your cock feels almost like heaven. The lewd sounds of her slurps and moans nearly draw out your orgasm, but you hold firm, even if against your will. 

“Of course he does, Oppa is the best.” Bahiyyih’s tone is deep and sultry right next to you, her moans sent straight from her slutty lips right into your ear. You receive another deep exhale of pleasure every time your fingers wriggle inside her tight asshole, and in return she pushes Youngeun’s head farther onto your cock. She’s such a good girl to be behaving the way she is despite getting the second-shortest straw out of all of them, but for what it’s worth, neither of you can really complain. The best you can do, your only consolation, is to pull them out every once in a while and spank her juicy ass whenever she manages to force a new record for the tip of your dick reaching deeper into her friend’s throat. “What I’d do to give Oppa what you two are giving him…” she muses before she returns to leaving more and more hickeys on your neck and chest. Her lips on your body drive you insane, the way she talks about wanting you and being of service to her master almost makes you blow your load right this instant, but somehow, you persevere. 

Just as she says it, Yeseo pulls you in by the cheek harder against her chest. She pulls out her nipple from between your teeth in the roughness that drives her crazy, only to switch in with her other one, equally stiff and ready for more of your sucking. Momentarily the two of you wish you had a third hand to grope her free breast, but she takes it upon herself to grope her own boobs when you’re not doing it yourself, both to maintain her pleasure and to give you an obscene show. You know that deep inside she wants something to stimulate her soaked pussy even more; humping your leg like a bitch in heat was never good enough for her. However, the commands were stern: “Play nice and share, or Oppa doesn’t so much as look at you for a week.” She settles for your mouth on her perky and delicious tits, rubbing her chest in any way she can all over your face while moaning like the slut she can’t deny she is. 

Between the three beautiful ladies offering their tight and sexy bodies to service your pleasure, it really is impossible to pick. Half of you thinks there is no wrong answer on who to shoot your seed into; all of them are deserving in their own right, and if it were up to you then they’d each get a turn getting their wombs filled up and their dreams coming true. But against everything in the world that tells you to just let yourself go and give your girls their well-deserved seed, you hold out. It’s a strange sort of pleasure to have Youngeun work her slutty tongue on your cock while Yeseo rubs her perky tits all over your face all the while Bahiyyih’s ass is yours to spank and squeeze however you like, but for a reason you can’t quite pin down, your body is refusing, not just yet, to allow your orgasm into whichever hole is most convenient. 

All of a sudden, an alarm sounds and the world stops. All three girls stop squirming, and all at once their disappointment fills the air. Youngeun’s lips leave your cock slowly, as if savoring the last few moments of her servitude to you. Bahiyyih leaves one more hickey right on the weak spot on your neck as if saying goodbye. Yeseo pulls away from your face, giving you a longing look, before giving you a peck on the cheek as she gets up and assumes her place next to her unnies, kneeling on the floor beside your chair. 

“Well, girls, I can’t say I’m happy with the results,” Yuri gloats as she uncrosses her legs and rises from her own chair across from yours. “You all failed to make Oppa cum. Fifteen minutes, all three of you at the same time, and just the way Oppa likes it, and yet here he is, cock hard as can be and aching for release. Is this really how little you love him?”

The girls hang their heads in shame. “We’re sorry, Oppa. We’ll be better next time.” They bend to the floor and bow in apology. They stay there in deference to their sunbae, who looks at them with nothing but exasperation in her eyes. 

Yuri turns her attention back to you, her gaze now filled with a deep, dark greed. “I guess this proves one thing, though,” she teases as she pulls their company shirt, her only piece of clothing, over her head. She takes a seat on your lap, squeezing your erect cock right between her silky thighs and right against her soaked entrance. The thighjob she delivers is hellishly perfect, the fragrance of her hair clouding your thoughts, and the way she holds your hands in place to cup each of her perfect tits while she gropes them for you… 

The spot right where her neck meets her shoulders is where your teeth find themselves. They dig slightly into her skin, not enough to break, but more than enough to leave marks of ownership on your favorite girl. You’ve forgotten and are only reminded that you’re now the one fucking her thighs, right as your cum shoots up from between her legs, then landing on her lap, tits, and even some reaching her face. You ride out your orgasm as you rub your cock against the inside of her thighs, each spurt of your thick and warm seed falling onto her sinfully delectable body. And all throughout, she moans loud and depraved as if you’re actually thrusting into her tight little fuckhole, unsure herself of whether you’re inside her at all or not; what matters is she’s the one that made you cum. Not Youngeun, nor Bahiyyih, nor Yeseo, not anyone else but her. Probably from the mere thought alone, her body seizes and her thighs squeeze your cock harder just as her own cum gushes out of her hole to smear all over her thighs and your dick.

“I knew it,” she says, out of breath from her own climax, “your heart belongs to me, Oppa. I knew from the start that you were all mine.” 

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a/n: im not into kep1er actually lmao i had to look up what youngeun's full name was then decided not to put it in the tags anyway adkfjgklg

[starkeyisthelastname]

If this isn’t something you’d be into then please ignore it. I haven’t even seen Outer Banks but I’ve fallen in love with Rafe Cameron fics, specifically stepbro!Rafe.

One thing I’ve been craving is a sticky, messy cum kiss between stepbro!Rafe and reader. Where he gets an innocent reader to suck him off then makes out with her afterwards 🥴 Also he grips her by the throat because that definitely seems like his preferred method of handling her. Thank you in advance for indulging my horniness! :P ❤️

Always happy to help! 😉😘

You couldn't tear your watery eyes away from the glorious man towering above you, his presence exuding an irresistible allure. Your mouth slobbered on his massive length, Rafe’s hands having a tight grip on either side of your head as he fucked your face into oblivion. Even though in the back of your little mind you knew this couldn't be right, despite your most sensitive area feeling funny from the dirty words he spoke.

“Who knew my sweet little step-sis would be such a good cocksucker?” He laughed, ocean eyes now dark as he watched the spit fly out of your mouth. He could feel his balls tighten as he looked down at you below him. The same step-sister that wouldn’t pick a dollar up off the street, let alone suck dick, was quite the sight to see. Perky tits spilled out of your pajama top, tears streaming down your face from the intrusion in your mouth, pink lips swollen as they wrapped around his girthy cock. “I’m gonna cum little slut- shit..-shit..-shit.” He grunted through pearly teeth, not being able to hold back.

Your eyes fluttered closed, not knowing what to expect as the warm salty liquid filled your mouth. It was new to you and all you could do was keep it on your tongue as you weren’t sure if you could swallow it. Your already sore throat was being grabbed to pull you up, squeezing the column tightly as your step-brother’s tongue was being shoved into your mouth. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, as he sloppily kissed you.

Messy cum kisses between each other as his hand gripped your throat, silently telling you that you belonged to him no matter how messed up and twisted it was.

[merbear25]

Hi! I hope you're having a great day.

How about a Day 4 scenario of a polyamorous relationship with Sanji, Zoro, and a female reader?

Maybe some nipple play, reader has the most experience and has the most energy 😉

Heyy! Ohohoo quite the dynamic you asked for 😏I'm still new to writing for poly relationships, so I hope you like it! 💜🧡

You’d been trying to spice up your love life with the men for a little while now. As eager as they were in the bedroom, they were still inexperienced when it came to certain areas. You were more than happy to introduce new aspects and of course, taking on the teaching role made things more exciting.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, poly, sex toys (on fem and masc anatomy), nipple play, slight choking, overstimulation, cumshot

Out of their comfort zone (Sanji x reader x Zoro)

“How would you feel about including a bit more spice in the bedroom?”

The question was only asked moments ago, but the men’s lack of response accompanied with a deer in headlights stare made time stand still.

“It wouldn’t be anything crazy!” You reassured them. “Just some toys I’ve had my eye on for some time now.”

Sanji’s face flushed while Zoro’s remained rather perplexed. Their minds raced to completely different scenarios, each one climbing to completely opposite sides of understanding what was in store for them.

Your eyes fluttered between their expressions. The heat rising on Sanji’s and the curiosity on Zoro’s brought out different forms of desire in you. They both captured your heart in entirely different ways, which you perhaps enjoyed exploring the depths of too much at times.

“I could demonstrate with some of the ones I have if you’d like.”

The blonde man nodded without hesitation, while the green one leaned forward in interest as you turned to sort through the drawer with your delicates. When you pulled out a clit vibrator, you gently positioned yourself on the bed in front of your audience. 

Your cotton panties were already damp from the thrill of discussing intimacy with your two lovers. The low, rhythmic vibrations ran over the thin layer, causing more friction to make your legs spasm from their shock waves.

As you pleased yourself in front of their widening eyes, the wet patch between your legs spread to each side of the laced edges. While you panted and quaked from the rush, you could see them getting restless.

You stopped your self-indulgence once they began gripping at their thighs and hunger replaced curiosity. There was a thin string of your juices attached to your vibrator when you set aside. Reaching down in your drawer, you pulled out a rabbit vibrator along with a cock ring. From the look on their faces you could tell who would be more well-suited for what.

“Zoro?” You asked coyly. “Come here, won’t you?” You got him out of his pants to reveal his still hardening length. 

You motioned him to the side of the bed, which he gladly did. The cock ring was placed on your mouth, easing his semi-hard cock into it and coincidentally into your mouth. Your soft hand helped push it to his base. The swirling of your tongue around his now reddened tip made his gasps sound as if he was at his breaking point.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” With a few strokes, you had shivers running down his spine.

Sanji’s hands were caressing your thighs, lovingly squeezing and kneading at them. His face was bright red as his eyes stayed locked on your increasing wetness. He wanted to go on and touch you with every fiber of his being but understood that you were going somewhere with all of this. The pay-off was sure to be worth the wait.

A playful smirk graced your face with Sanji’s eager touch roaming your lower half. “And you, my sweet boy, can start with this.” You traced the tip of the vibrator around your perky nipples.

He gripped the sides of your panties and tugged them off swiftly. The slight glisten from your slick arousal made him moan.

Taking the toy from you, he ran its length in between your pussy lips—the soft pink material being coated in your wet sin for what was to come.

Your hand began stroking Zoro, leaving him gripping the sides of the bed for dear life. When Sanji pushed it inside you, you groaned. The hunger within you was growing faster than you could satiate it. You opened your mouth to welcome Zoro’s aching need for you—your warmth and slick tongue got him panting and cursing under his breath.

Each sound of pleasure coming from you vibrated throughout his entire body. Even with trying to suppress his own groans, he was ultimately rendered helpless. Low grumbles turned into husky grunts the more he shakily plunged into your throat.

The manhandling from Sanji wasn’t making it any easier for the two of you either. He was instantly lost in the sight of your creamy arousal seeping around it. The little bunny ears played with your sensitive clit, which led to your sweet nectar dripping onto the bed sheets.

Not wanting to miss a second of shared euphoria, your hand slapped at the still open drawer. “Huh?” Zoro looked down to where you were calling his attention to.

He pulled out a chain with clasps at the end. The saliva trailed off of him, layering over your makeup smudged face. “Put them on me,” you instructed.

The vibrator was being plunged deeper inside you as Zoro clamped each one around your erect nipples. Your choked moans were soon muffled by Zoro shoving himself back into your hot mouth. He gently held onto your neck, squeezing just slightly as each thrust increased in speed.

Your choked sobs of ecstasy, your twitching pussy, and the creamy mess you were leaving on your toy: Sanji couldn’t hold back any more. 

Feeling him completely fill you up caused your eyes to roll back. The sudden shocks of pleasure jolting throughout you only got more and more intense with each slap against your hips. 

One of Zoro’s hands reached for the chain and tugged on it while the other kept a firm placement on your neck. Your shrieks were audible even with a cock in your mouth. Tears began running down your face, painting you with streaks of black.

Watching you unravel was a sight to behold. Sanji grabbed the clit vibrator and held it against your twitching bundle of nerves, while he rammed into you with abandon.

“You’re so beautiful.” His voice was ragged with the need to see you completely lose control.

The added vibrations coursing through both of the men were forcing them to their breaking point. Each convulsion made them greedier. Your walls wrapped around Sanji as if your life depended on it, and your groans when paired with your slick tongue lathering him, forced Zoro and Sanji over the edge.

Pulling out of you, their strangled groans complimented your gasping breaths perfectly—a symphony of shared carnal urges reaching their peak.

The layers of their white hot lust coating your sweet face and heaving stomach was the only way you would have allowed such escapades to end. Licking your lips to savor the taste of one of your lovers filled you with overwhelming satisfaction.

“God, that was wonderful,” you said breathlessly with a tinge of lewd indulgence. “You boys don’t know the door you’ve just opened for yourselves.”

[leiswxrld]

𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐒𝐘𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒... “Are you going to come for me pretty boy…make a huge fucking mess inside of me”

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Bill Kaulitz x Black fem reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Smut, P in V sex, doggystyle, Submissive bill, toilet sex, no condom, strangers to lovers, oral (m receiving), Bill is 18+, plane sex, reader is very horny.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1556 Words

𝐀/𝐍: Hey guys I’ve missed you all, busy with starting college but I’m back for all of you I haven’t forgotten don’t worry but enjoy this rq, more to come 😉

𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒: @cafekitsune

Fuck you were horny again. You sat near the back of the plane n and had already gone through 2 movies in the span of 2 hours and you couldn’t help but feel the aching sensation between your legs increase as you tried to ignore it, drinking more of your apple juice and eating a few more snacks but it was too irresistible to ignore.

You had only completed 3 hours of your 12 hour flight and you were debating going to the bathroom and fucking a potential person in there or waiting until you landed and the first option was the one you were leaning towards more.

Your eyes scanned the plane for a potential hook up, lewdly checking off every guy in your head until your eyes landed on a guy, three rows in front of you. His black hair covered most of his face but you only catched a glimpse of it when he turned to face you.

He was cute in a type of way and looked as if he belonged in some rock band and you decided that he was going to be yours at the end of this flight. You kept staring at him as if your life depended on it and he seemed to feel your lustful eyes on him as he turned around subtly to only turn back around at the shame of being caught.

He seemed to return to the conversation with the boy sat next to him that seemed to be his brother but gradually gravitated back to your perverted gaze, watching as you slowly lifted up the black cropped shirt you were wearing and flashing him a glimpse of your full perky tits. His eyes widen as he searches the plane to see if anyone had caught you before returning his eyes on you.

He let out a cough, his face turning a bright red turning back to his brother that seemed to not notice his reaction. You could tell he was fighting the urge to look back as he was drawn back to your face. You nodded your head toward the toilet behind you and his face reddens at the bold invitation as you look around before discreetly getting up and entering the toilet.

You stood their impatiently waiting and began to feel anxious that he decided to not take you on your offer but before you about to leave he opens the door and locks it behind him.

He stands in front of you, face red as a cherry as he refused to meet your intimidating glare, “Get over here” you drag him over and lock lips with him, desperately trying to get his clothes off. He pulls off, heavily breathing as he takes in your naked body, “I’m uh- Bill”

“Y/N, let’s skip formalities and get straight to it” You bring him into another kiss, slipping your tongue into his as your nails dig into his nape, feeling the moist feeling of his sweat against your fingertips. You pull away, the saliva from your mouth breaking away from him.

You point to his joggers, signalling him to take them off. Poor thing looked like a deer in headlights as his eyes were dazed, quickly and messily fumbling with the two strings and pulling them down along with his boxers.

Your eyes widen like a kid in a candy store at his length, stalking closer towards him, “For someone who acts timid and shy I didn’t take you for someone who carried a size that big” he blushes as he watches you go onto your knees.

“I wonder if you can keep quiet whilst i suck you off” you give his tip a kiss before slipping his girth into your mouth all the way till you could feel it poking the back of your throat.

You watch his face contort as his hand slaps around his mouth as he involuntarily emits a low whimper and you begin bobbing your head up and down his cock as he moaned and whimpered. His eyes nearly roll back, hazily watching you sloppily suck him off with hunger.

“Shit-please” he pleaded, his hand shakily dragging down towards your hair and gripping it as he guided you faster on his length.

“I’m gonna- fuck- I’m gonna cum”

You pull off before he could release and he whimpers as his eyes open up again. “Why’d you stop”

“I want you to come inside me pretty boy” you say walking towards the toilet sink and bending yourself over it as you teased him. “Come and Fuck me bill you want to please mommy don’t you”

he blushes once again, "M-mommy" he stutters in response, "Yes mommy do have a problem with it" he shakes his head no as settles behind you.

He's star struck, shakily aligning his tip with your entrance and slowly sinking himself into you as he let out a sigh before letting you adjust for a bit, "M-move"

He gently rock's himself into you at a set pace, making sure to hit that spot that made you moan and cry as your hand gripped the edge of the sink. He remains eye contact with you in the mirror as he gripped your love handles and praised you.

Your pants became harsher as he rocked himself into you deeper and longer, every stroke making you see stars as you moan out "Good boy" and "Doing so well for mommy", your hand press's against the mirror trying to hold yourself before you found yourself being fucked into the sink.

“Fuck bill doing so well for me" you moan, your voice going hoarse as Bill let out moans and whines.

The room was filled with skin slapping and the mixtures of your sweaty bodies that filled the toilet air as he fucked you like he was in heat. The sweat dripped down both your bodies as the excessive amount of moans and groans filled the room. "Shit, just like that"

At this point you knew he wasn’t trying his best to be quiet as he let loose not caring for the audience that may be hearing from outside the door. "Shhh sweet boy, you don't want them hearing how much of a slut you are for me do you" You hush out and he opens his eyes, letting a hand go around his mouth to shut himself up.

You arched your back more, bouncing yourself back onto him as you watched in the mirror as he made lewd faces, his hand gripping the side of your hip with forcefulness.

"Are you going to come for me pretty boy…make a huge fucking mess inside of me” you say and he’s too flushed out to say anything, his eyes threatening backwards and his moans getting louder.

"Shit mommy please let me come" he pleads as he increases speed,

“Do it for me sweet boy, come inside me”

"W-wait are you on the pill"

"Y-yes just do it come inside me"

Bill chases his release before finally coming inside you and releasing, the feeling of his warm seed seeping into you and before you know it you convulse all over his cock with a moan and slump over onto the sink. Your pants were loud and frantic as he pulls out, his release dripping down onto the floor. “You were so good for me, sweet boy”

You shakily get up and press a gentle kiss on his lips, “T-thank you”he mutters and you smile. “You're still shy after fucking the shit out of me” he blushes, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly still avoiding eye contact with you.“You can’t blame me your very intimidating”

“Only when I’m very horny….anyway we should probably get dressed before they come knocking” you say and you both quickly get dressed and you clean yourself up before looking in the mirror to see the damage.

"Your hair" you say fixing his hair that seemed to be all over the place and made sure to leave one at a time, You leaving first and Bill going after.

You ignored plenty of the dirty stares you got from the passengers on the plane as you sat in your assigned seat and watched as bill walked back to his seat and you both didn’t talk or look at each other for the rest of flight.

⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆

Eventually you touch down in England and make it back to your apartment after 2 hour journey from the airport. You hop in the shower and take a quick one as you make it back to your bedroom and jump onto your bed, phone in hand.

You're scrolling on your twitter feed when a video piques your interest and your eyes widen when your moans of desperation and hunger are emitted through your phone speakers, not only was there a video online going viral of you getting fucked in a toilet in the plane

You were also number 1 trending on twitter and not for the right reasons,

‘Group leader Bill Kaulitz from Tokio Hotel was caught having sexual relations with an unknown women on the flight to England for their world tour in the planes toilet, could it be a girlfriend or potential lover?’

How did a 10 minute hookup become a world wide scandal ?

[morganbritton132]

Please tell me that in the comments of that tiktok people are trying to give advice to help steve make another row. or one of the kids who used steve for math class crochets and decides to make a crocheting video in the form of one of steve's videos for class and sends it to eddie. or like, dustin or someone else who can get it to steve

Oh, absolutely! Eddie’s comments are flooded with people giving advice or telling him which tutorials they thought were helpful, or just generally being happy that Steve’s taken on a new hobby.

Eddie passes along all of it and then posts a series of TikToks of Steve getting frustrated that he’s not immediately good at crocheting.

In the first video he posts, Steve is frogging two wonky and misshapen rows while an overly perky YouTube tutorial goes over the basics of crochet. He is muttering to himself, “The internet says this is easier than knitting. The internet says this is easier – How?!”

Eddie, from behind the camera: Do you know how to knit?

Steve: Fuck off, Eddie.

The caption on the video says ‘Thx for the tutorial rec [TikTok username] 😉

The second video Eddie posts is of Steve trying to untangle his yarn while Joan bats at it. He tosses all of it to the side and throws himself back on the couch, declaring with an Eddie-level of overdramatics, “It helps with memory loss because you’ll never forget how frustrated you are trying to learn.”

The third video has Eddie in it. Steve is trying to shove the questionable beginnings of a hat onto Eddie’s head even though it’s clearly too small. He stops and sighs, and running his fingers through Eddie’s hair as he thinks aloud, “What if we cut your hair? *pause* No, that’s insane.”

The fourth video in the series is actually posted by Dustin.

Steve and Eddie are sitting side by side on the couch while Eddie demonstrates how to do a specific stitch. Steve watches him do all this with such an effortless ease even though Eddie hasn’t crocheted in years and then just stands up and declares, “I’m taking a walk. I need to clear my head.”

Eddie and Ozzy look at each other and then Eddie makes a gesture that says, it’s your turn to deal with this. Ozzy huffs at him but gets up and follows Steve out of the house.

All of this cumulates in a TikTok filmed in after school detention of a few students presenting to Mr. Harrington a tutorial they made in their Media Immersion class. They explain why they think that their tutorial is better for him than anything he’ll find on the internet because they’ve tailored it around him and things they’ve noticed from just having him as a teacher.

“And,” One of the students says, “Our grade kinda hinges on you actually learning how to crochet, so you have incentive too.”

[cissyenthusiast010155]

sorry to bother but could you do natasha romanoff x fem reader prompt 27?

You are no bother whatsoever, anon. Getting requests and interacting with lovely people like you makes my day 🥰 And I’m so exited to get to write for Natasha!! Hope you Enjoy 😉

That’s a Fine Line, Baby… ~Natasha Romanoff xFem Young!Agent!Reader

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#27. “If you hate me so much, why do moan my name in the shower?!”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, age gap(all legal), kissing, feeling confessions, eating out, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

When you first got approached about being apart of the Avengers Initiative, you couldn’t believe it. Hell, you were a young college freshman. But apparently, they had been keeping tabs on you. Something about your intelligence being high enough to be on a watch list.

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Since then, you’d been training at their up state New York compound for a few months now. Every new trainee who arrived to the program got a mentor to train them. And of course with your luck, you got the one and only Black Widow…

~~~

“Again…” Natasha sighed.

“Yes, Agent Romanoff…”

As you yet again approached her to try and tackle her to the ground.

And you yet again failed.

Natasha once again flipped you to the hard mat, you groaned slightly.

“Don’t groan. Not even if it hurts. It makes you look weak.” She states.

You huffed and nodded, getting back up again.

“Agent…?” Romanoff growled.

She didn’t like non-verbal answers very much…

“Yes Agent Romanoff…” you sighed, preparing yourself to be beaten to the ground once more.

~~~

When Natasha finally released you for the night, you practically crawled your aching body to the communal showers. But as you entered it seemed that someone had beat you to it.

Who would shower this late…?

Then you heard it.

“Fuck Y/N…” her voice moaned.

Her. It was Natasha. Moaning your name.

Your brain short circuited as you continued to listen to the red heads light moans. You blinked and you found yourself a mere shower curtain from the red head.

Suddenly the moaning stopped.

“I can hear your heavy breathing you know…” Natasha purred.

Your breath hitched. At this, you shakily went to pull the curtain to the side, only to reveal the stunning agent, leaning against the shower wall.

You gulped as your eyes widened. You didn’t know where to look first. From the water showering down on her luscious red locks. To her plump and perky tits. To her dripping pussy. And then back up to her precious mouth which was currently sucking on her fingers.

Your mouth was agape.

“Like something you see, Agent…?” Natasha taunted.

“I… I— don’t understand…” you stuttered.

At this, the red head pulled you by your wrist, throwing your towel which was the only thing covering you, and pulling your body flush against hers.

“What not to understand, detka…?” Natasha purred in your ear.

Her words and close proximity sent shivers down your spine.

“I— I just… If you hate me so much, why do moan my name in the shower…?!” You stuttered, not knowing where to look and not understanding the implications Natasha was making.

At your words and your strong blush, the red head cupped your chin, assertively directing it so that you would meet her gaze.

“Baby, I don’t hate you…” the red head cooed.

“Wh—wait what…?” You shook your head, looking into her deep gaze, your mouth pursed open as you processed her words.

Before you could say anything else, Natasha had connected her lips to yours. You gasped as she bit your lower lip, gaining entrance into your wet cavern.

“Is this alright, detka…?” The red Head murmured against your lips.

You eagerly nodded, anxious but very much aroused. Natasha could sense you hesitancy, instinctually helping you by guiding your hands around her body.

“That’s it, detka…” she purred, as you moaned into the kiss.

The red head then swiftly switched your positions, pinning you against the wall. She then kneeled down, opening your legs for easy access, fully taking in your aching heat. She guided one of your hands to her hair which you happily tangled yourself in.

“Oh Baby… you look absolutely delicious…” Natasha moaned.

You bucked your hips towards the red head, pushing Natasha toward your heat, and groaning at her words. The red head was quick to latch her hot mouth onto your throbbing heat. You moaned out in need, continuing to buck your heat against the agents face.

With the water hitting your body, the steamy air, and the red heads tongue working through your folds, you were keeling over in pleasure. That woman had you cumming in minutes. Afterwards, she stood back up, connecting her cum splattered lips with yours.

“Fuck… You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that, detka…” the red head husked in the shell of your ear, “Maybe you can return the favor next time around…”

Then she left. Leaving you. A knee-wobbling mess in the shower.

~~~

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[sunglassesmish]

I think I just lost my boyfriend to Lou 😭 I caught him saying "damn they're perky!" and when I asked what he was looking at, it was one of your gif sets 😂 He said he's doing some "research" and YOU have a really good blog for it 😉 He just started the show 3 weeks to catch up so we can watch the new season together ☺️ Lol I guess we can lust together now

tell your boyfriend he has good taste in men and in blogs 🫡 and you do too obviously.

[rainswriting-blog]

Finger Gun

Summary: There was a video circling around your social media page. Of girlfriends finger gunning there significant others butt. Y/N thought it would be funny to try it out on her military partner. What could go wrong?

A/N: Sorry, I haven't been active on this blog, but here's something funny/smutty for you. Hope you enjoy 😉 Might do part two with Simon Riley if this turns out good.

WC: 1,338

Networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez

Warning(s): safe sex(consensual), no condom, established relationship, nicknames/name calling, cursing, vaginal fingering, vagina slapping, anal punishment, daddy kink, slapping, hair pulling, dom daddy!price, orgasm denial, cum facial, cum eating, marking.

Reblog’s and feedback are appreciated. 18+ minors do not interact

You walked around the shared home trying to find your husband, locating him in your master closet, putting the folded clothes you washed for him away. He was just minding his own business when you slowly crept up behind him, putting your hands in the same position the girl in the video had. 

Hitting him where the sun doesn't shine. He screamed, dropping the clothes he had in his hands. You laughed trying to run, but John was quick to grab your wrist, pushing you to the ground without hurting you with your hands behind your back.

"You think that's funny, eh?" He says into your ear. 

"It was a prank," you say, kicking your legs, trying to break free of your husband's grip. 

John didn't think it was funny at first but he did a small chuggle. He proceeded to pull down your pink leggings without letting your arms go, showing your bare ass giving it a hard slap on the one cheek leaving a red hand mark. 

"Daddy’s gonna teach you a lesson," he says in your other ear. 

He lets go of your arms, making you put them in front of you. Telling you not to move unless you are told to do so. He then grabs your hips, putting your ass into an arch. 

John then runs his one hand along your wet pussy up to your asshole and rubbing it with his thumb making circles, and slowly pushing his thumb into your perky hole. He abruptly stops smacking your ass and giving your ass a squeeze, making you welp.

"This isn't play time, princess," he says.

You laid there with your ass up waiting for instructions. You heard John mess around in a drawer in your closet. The next thing you heard was him unbuckling and unzipping his pants. 

"John, it was a joke. Don't make it something out of nothing," you say, getting out of position, seeing his hardened cock on full display, rubbing a small amount of lube on the tip and base of his cock. 

"Did I say move?" He says in a semi- angry tone. Pushing you down again in the same position he had you in.

He lines himself up with your asshole slowly pushing in and out with only the tip, making sure not to hurt you. "How do you like being poked there, hm?" He says grabbing a chunk of hair from the back of your head pulling you closer to his hairy chest, pushing himself all the way in. 

You anal always made him go feral. He doesn't know why it does. Maybe it's the face you give him everytime he fucks you in your tightest hole or because he loves the tight fit.

John knows your limits, that's why there was always a safe word in place, if he went too far. At the end of the day, it was all about you on your wants and needs for when you and John were intimate. He always made sure you were comfortable. John was your first when you two tried anal for the first time, he made you feel loved and comfortable the first time he entered your tightest hole that was the day you loved anal. You and John loved how he could punish you with anal but also make you feel good at the same time. 

But, in this moment when John was serious about your punishment. He is a captain in the military for christ's sake and he knew how to punish but he knew how to play.

"Mm.. sorry, Daddy," you said in a crying voice to see if he would fall for it. 

"I bet you are, princess, but those tears won't work this time," he says. 

You low key got upset that it didn't work. So, you changed your tone of voice. You moan out as he punted your hole with the head of his cock, you try to grab the carpet underneath you. "You know I like anal, daddy," you say moaning while laughing a little. As you start to rub your clit you receive a harsh slap to your ass making your pussy clinch around nothing. Making him think his punishment wasn't going to work for you this time. But, you were so wrong, he was always ten steps ahead of you. 

"You think it's funny, eh? You think I can't punish you." He says pulling your hand away from your clit and replacing it with his giving your pussy a hard slap making you jerk a little. He pushes his middle and ring finger inside your pussy. 

"Your so fucking wet," he says giving your ear a small nibble. 

"Start moving," he orders. 

You start moving your hips back and forth slowly as John watches your little asshole suck in his cock in and out of you with no problem as he continues to finger your other hole. Something about your pace was making him impatient. 

"You're going to slow," he says, removing his fingers from your hole, grabbing the chunk of hair he already had in his hand even tighter, and grabbing your hip with his free hand.    

As he starts thrusting at a fast pace, making you moan. You quickly grab your husband's thighs digging your nails into his skin. You felt him twitch inside of you and a grunt knowing he was about to cum. You could also feel your high. 

"Fuck, so close" you say 

"Yeah, baby," he says, pulling out quickly just before he was about to unload inside you, he let go of your hair for a moment and pulled you to your knees. 

"John, I was so close," you yelled, hitting his bare thigh. 

"Good, that's your punishment," he said, cocking his head. 

"Open your fucking mouth and look at me," he says, grabbing a fist full of your hair. You did as you were told, sticking your tongue out as you looked up at him with your lustful eyes. 

He stands up, bringing your head close to his cock as he jerks himself off at a fast pace. Shooting his hot cum all over your face and tongue. 

John let's go for your hair, taking a step back to catch his breath and wiping the sweat off his forehead as he saw you licking the cum of your lips leaving the rest you couldn't reach with your tongue.

 You sat down, looking your husband up and down seeing the bloody marks you made with your nails from him pounding your little asshole just seconds ago. 

"Does it hurt?" You say pointing at his thighs.

He chuckles. "It's part of the territory, love" he says. 

"But to answer your question. No, it doesn't hurt at all," he says, pulling up his pants that were at his ankles. 

"Go clean up," he says walking away leaving you there half naked. 

"Really," you say in an annoyed voice while rolling your eyes. 

You get yourself up off the carpeted floor, taking your shirt off that you were wearing, and wiping the rest of the cum off your face, and throwing it in the laundry basket to wash later. You then pick up the folded clothes John threw onto the floor from moments prior to the event that unfolded. 

Whispering under your breath, "asshole."

"What was that," he asks, walking back into the master closet, knowing damn well what you said, but wanted to hear it again. 

"Nothing, Daddy," you say in a low voice. He walks closer to you, close enough for you to feel the air come out of his nose and onto your forehead. Acting all innocent, you wrapping your arms around his abdomen and putting your head on his chest to embrace him. He does the same.Thats until he picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder with a nice hard slap to the ass again.  

"Guess I'll have to fuck it out of you," he says leading you to your shared bed. 

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Hob doesn't really like working bachelor parties. His experiences aren't nearly as bad as his female stripper friends, but tips can some times be spotty and depending on the crowd, he might get more hassled than likes on a job.

When he gets a bachelor party gig at the most high end hotel in town, he's not holding out much hope - tips might be good, but rich guys tend to be dicks to/with male strippers. So Hob was prepared for anything when he walked into that Presidential Suite, or so he thought. He was NOT prepared for the hottest guy he had ever seen to be scowling through his first lap dance.

Hob has been a stripper for long enough that he makes it a practice to no longer f*uck "clients". Too many people have aggressive buyers remorse and Hob doesn't have time for the drama anymore - he's looking to get out of the game and is saving up the last bit of money to get his food truck.

Maybe he spends the night, dancing and giving the eye to that pretty boy who getting married in a few days; maybe he clocks pretty boy's reciprocal interest and slips his number in a pocket (down pretty boy's pants during a second raunchier dance); maybe Hob makes plans to head back over the next day. Maybe he'll even get a name. 😉

Woohoo yes!! Love me some stripper Hob action.

Dream is so mad because his terrible, terrible friends have not only forced him to have a bachelor party, but have also hired a stripper. It's literally the last thing Dream wants, it's not like the marriage is something to celebrate. He doesn't love Alex or even respect him. But Cori and Matthew force him to stay for the "party" (its only them, Dream, Dream’s big sister and little brother, and Jo Constantine who literally only came for the booze). And the stripper is, at least, cute.

He does some dances for the party guests first, forcing Dream to wait and pretend that he's not interested anyway. The stripper is way more Dream’s type than Alex, and Dream can't help watching as he laughs and circles his hips over Cori's lap. Finally he sashays over to where Dream is sitting. He's down to a pair of tight red booty shorts and a matching crop top which show alluring curls of chest hair.

The dance for Dream is much more sophisticated than what he did for the other guests. He's not messing around or teasing. Each movement is sensual, and when he finally crawls into Dream’s lap and peels off his crop top, his eyes are blazing with heat. Dream hears himself whimper, which draws a smirk to the stripper's pretty scarlet lips.

"You can touch my arse." He purrs into Dream’s ear. "If you promise to be a good boy." And Dream can't resist. He cups his palms over the perky cheeks and endures the wolf whistles from the other guests - only the fact that his siblings are in the room stops him from literally coming when the stripper's confident hand squeezes and fondles the bulge in his trousers.

Eventually the time is up and Hob - that's his name, and now Dream will never forget it, cheerily packs up his things.

"You'll find my card tucked into your fly." He murmurs to Dream, as he hands over a huge wad of cash tips. "If you require my services to celebrate your divorce. Or if you want to see what's under the shorts." And he winks.

Dream should obviously steer clear of him. But he's definitely not going to.

[octoberautumnbox]

Yuri is lucky that she could go to Hyewon's place whenever she needs to washup lol. Can't imagine Yuri's face when she discovered the roach in her bathroom 🤣🙈

What if Yuri goes over to Hyewon's place...

And Hyewon still insists on giving you head when Yuri is only a short distance away in the shower 😳

"Hyewon... Ah...Now's not the best time, Yuri will hear us! She could be coming out anytime soon!"

"So what? Who said the bathroom is the only thing I'm sharing with Yuri today 😉"

Yuri's look of hunger when she sees the moment you're cumming uncontrollably inside Hyewon's throat. Your eyes watery and Hyewon has her whole face pressed against your crotch while your body spasms from the stimulation 🙊

Even though I'm gonna embarrass myself horribly, I don't think I could turn down Hyewon's offer 🤤

a/n: thanks for the ask frisky! to this day it's still wild to me how they did a post-bath/shower scene in Yuri's photobook but im literally the last one on this planet to complain 😋

~~~

"Aish, you two," Yuri says while running her fingers through her hair. "You couldn't wait for me?" She takes a seat next to you and leans her head on your shoulder, staring lazily at your cock.

"You were taking forever. He was getting bored." Hyewon licks her lips as she says it, savoring the taste of your cum. She makes a show of it by dragging her tongue all along her plump lips, and the blatant attempt to try and get you hard again is regrettably working.

Your reply comes in the midst of ragged breaths: "Don't... pin this all on me. I wanted to... wait for everyone to... be ready."

The older girl takes your hand and starts sucking your index finger, giving it the same love she gave your cock just moments ago. The younger, on the other hand, giggles at her valiant efforts to get you going again and decides to help her out.

Yuri takes your other hand and places it over her breasts, only a thin fabric in between her chest and your fingertips. Even then, you can feel her soft and perky tits through her top, and the playful pinches you deliver on her nipples cause them to stiffen in pleasure. You watch as they start to poke against the fabric, and she catches you ogling her. With a smirk, she let's out a cute moan to signal her pleasure.

Hyewon, not wanting to be one-upped, takes her place on your other side. She pulls her top off, revealing in tantalizing slowness of the skin of her tummy and chest. Once it's all off, she takes the same position as Yuri and makes you cup her boobs too. Her nipples stiffen in the same way, and her moans at how you play with her body spur all three of you on.

With a knowing look shot at each other, the girls decide wordlessly on a two-pronged attack. Hyewon's delicate fingers wrap around your cock and give long, slow strokes, while she goes in and takes your lips with hers. At the same time, Yuri leans down and starts licking and kissing the tip of your dick, making sure to leave her spit and help her unnie out.

Your tongue and Hyewon's swirl around each other, forcing more moans out of her, while Yuri's soft lips place kisses on your head and shaft wherever she can reach. She takes your cock in her mouth as best she can, trying her hardest to share with her unnie's hand instead of taking you all the way to the back of her throat for herself.

You wonder for a moment how you got two of the most beautiful idols on the planet this needy for you. How on earth did you get to the point where they're so willing to share you between themselves, allowing you to grope their bodies and suck your cock as if they were your own property to do what you please with?

But that doesn't matter now. You find both Hyewon and Yuri with two of their own fingers inside their cunts, rubbing their walls at the pace you set as you play with their boobs. Hyewon grows careless with her kiss, growing sloppier by the minute, not caring how much of your shared saliva falls out of your mouths. Yuri's moans deliver just the right vibrations to your cock growing needier with each lick of your slit. She frantically tries even harder to take more of you into her mouth, her common sense slipping away from her.

You try to warn Yuri that you're close, but Hyewon never lets up. Each time you try and pull away, all she does is pull you back and make you squeeze her soft tits harder. You do the same with Yuri, pinching her nipples harder and groping her more roughly, and it drives her wild. You're not sure if it delivers the message you wanted it to, but you slowly forget as your orgasm arrives.

Hyewon feels the way your cock throbs and immediately lets go, only to force Yuri down onto your crotch. Yuri welcomes it and takes you all the way, licking your shaft as much as she can, savoring your taste and the hard work she put into this load she's about to take. You don't disappoint, and suddenly her mouth is flooded with your thick and warm cum. She tries taking all of it in, but inevitably she lets a few drops fall out with the sheer amount of it. Still, her tongue works overtime to extract every single drop you can give her, and each thrust into her mouth-pussy sends away another thought in her head to be replaced her desire for you and you alone.

Two orgasms so far into the night, and they haven't even started getting serious. You start to get nervous, but they reassure you that everything from here on out is all just mindless fun.

"Don't worry, oppa," Yuri sighs dreamily, obviously still in the ecstasy of getting her face fucked, "we're gonna have so much fun."

"Yeah, just relax and fuck us like you always wanted to." Hyewon punctuates each word with a kiss on your neck. "I promise we'll play nice, unless you want us not to."

~~~

a/n: holy shit wait a minute is this my first threesome fic??

[rizlowwritessortof]

What Happens In Vegas Stays Doesn't Always Stay in Vegas

I was challenged by @deandoesthingstome to join the Halloween-Kinktober Challenge, and I had a little story idea in my mind, so I thought - what the hell! Thanks, Charlie! And thank you so much to @firefly-graphics for the dividers!

Sam and Dean head to Vegas, this time for Halloween. Dean's pumped about the huge Halloween costume party being held at their hotel, and he can't wait to dress up as his favorite superhero.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x his Batman fantasy girl

Word Count: 4140

Warnings: Smut, just the usual 😉

“Sammy, come on, man! Once in a lifetime chance to live out a fantasy! And you’re just gonna sit in the room and… read or some shit?”

Sam leveled a deadpan stare at Dean with a long-suffering sigh. “Dean. For the millionth time. I. Don’t. Like. Halloween. It sucks. I’m gonna take this vacation and relax. If I do decide to go out, I’ll hit the casino. But I’m not going to that ridiculous costume party.”

Dean frowned in frustration. “You are such a cranky old man. I thought maybe my brother would be the Robin to my Batman. But fine. I guess I’ll go by myself and have a fan-fucking-tastic time.”

Sam shot a bitch face his direction. “Good. Go hook up with Poison Ivy or something and have a blast. May the force be with you, or whatever.”

Dean’s eye roll practically turned him inside out, and he stormed into the bathroom to change into his costume. His epic, fucking awesome costume. He couldn’t not smile when he looked at it. He was gonna look amazing. And everyone knows the ladies love Batman. For tonight, he was going all out. For one night, he was gonna forget he was Dean Winchester and he was gonna be Batman.

He strolled into the gigantic room where the costume party was in full swing, heading straight for the large, round bar in the center and ordering a shot and a beer. He let his eyes roam over the crowd, trying not to let a grin ruin the image of his Dark Knight, but – this was awesome. And he was the only Batman – at least so far. Several other superheros were scattered through the room, along with monsters, movie characters, and a lot of sexy women in even sexier costumes.

It didn’t take long before he was flanked on either side by a couple of those tempting women, thoroughly enjoying the flirting and the way they giggled when he talked in his Batman voice. He was in the middle of a sentence when he felt someone’s hand on his shoulder. He glanced down to see a black glove, each finger tipped with a vicious-looking little claw.

Slowly he turned around, his lips pursed in a Batman-worthy contemplative frown as he took in the woman standing before him. “Catwoman,” he growled, and she smiled, bowing slightly.

“Batman. I was so hoping to rub shoulders with you tonight. Among other things,” she replied, her voice sultry and taunting. She was dressed in a skin-tight body suit, the gloves encasing her hands reaching midway on her biceps, her lips blood red and her eyes a stunning blue. Her shapely legs were encased in thigh-high black stockings, shining black stiletto heels on her feet. Perky little cat ears were perched atop her black hood, complete with mask. She was stunning.

“Well, I’d be happy to… rub something for you. What did you have in mind?” Dean answered, thinking to himself just exactly how much fun Sam was missing tonight. I mean, Batman and Catwoman? Not in his most porn-filled dreams had he imagined this little scenario, but he was in full Vegas mode and he was gonna go for it.

She moved closer, close enough that he could smell her perfume, and it made his mouth water. She leaned up, stretching to put her lips as close to his ear as she could reach. “Well, do you want to stay here and drink and flirt, or do you want to come to my room and pet the pussy?”

She moved back a step, watching as his tongue peeked out to run across his delicious, full lower lip before he smirked, and it was so sinful she felt her nipples tingle. Oh, he was going to be fun.

“Lead the way, beautiful,” he answered, and she allowed herself a triumphant little smile, crooking her finger to lure him along as she turned to slink out of the room. Dean was right behind her, his very large hand on her back, and she fought back a shiver at the thought of the things those hands could do.

Dean’s cock was already twitching as he watched her walk, every move deliberate and seductive. He couldn’t wait to explore those curves, make her lose her cool, controlled demeanor. Get those luscious legs wrapped around his head while he drove her crazy, watch her fall apart while she rode his cock. His hands were itching to touch her, and it hadn’t been fifteen minutes since he met her.

They arrived at the elevator, and he was happy to see it was empty. She entered, pushing the button for her floor, and he walked towards her slowly, crowding her until she was up against the wall, bracing one hand beside her head as he began to speak. “So, my name is…”

She placed one gloved finger over his lips. “Rule number one – we stay in character. You are Batman, I am Catwoman.”

“Oh, there are rules.”

“Only a few.”

“I can work with that,” he responded, goosebumps skittering up his spine as she lightly dragged her claws down the chest of his suit. A soft ‘ding’ sounded as they reached her floor, and he moved aside to let her lead the way again. He didn’t mind following. The view was amazing.

He followed her swaying hips to the door of her room, waiting for her to swipe the key, then escorting her in with a hand on her back. “Drink?” she asked, walking towards the bar in the middle of the room. Dean looked around, nodding in approval.

“Nice digs.”

“When I come to Vegas, I like to splurge.” She watched him silently for a few seconds, tilting her head slightly. “Can you remove the cape?” He shrugged, undoing the fastenings on his shoulders and turning to toss the cape into a nearby chair. She stood still, eyes gliding appreciatively over his obviously muscular back and the lovely round globes of his ass that his costume did nothing to disguise. He turned back towards her, accepting the tumbler of whiskey that she handed him, then sipping from her own as her eyes met his.

Dean took a swallow, watching her gaze move to his lips for a moment, and he smiled at her slowly. “So… tell me about these rules.”

She pulled out one of the bar stools and perched on it, crossing those gorgeous legs before she answered. The bulge beneath his costume was magnetic, and she deliberately forced her eyes to stay focused on his. “Second rule – costumes stay on. Except for the parts we need access to, obviously.”

“Okay.” He took another drink, running his tongue very slowly over his lips after he swallowed.

“Last rule – you have to make me come before you get to touch me with anything but that absolutely sinful mouth of yours.” She slid off of the stool and approached him, reaching to run a delicate knuckle over his bottom lip. “I want to ride that cowl.”

He took her knuckle between his teeth, biting down gently, then stepping back, downing the last of his whiskey and setting the glass down on the bedside table. Then he moved to the foot of the bed, sitting down and then laying back, his arms spread out, the wicked smile on his face sending a throbbing ache between her thighs. “Here, kitty, kitty,” he teased, his smile growing a little wider at the soft noise she couldn’t quite suppress.

She dropped her glass to the top of the bar, moving towards the bed, anticipation making it hard to breathe. When she reached the foot of the bed, she reached down between her legs and undid the hidden snaps, lifting the fabric out of the way as she crawled over him. His fingers twitched with the urge to touch her, but he kept them at his sides, letting her make her way up his body to hover above his face.

She was already wet and glistening, and the twinkle of a piercing made him swear in a low growl. “Fuck me, get down here.”

She lowered herself, gasping as he nudged at her piercing with his agile tongue, then trapped it between his teeth to give a gentle tug. Her helpless moan made him smile, and he lowered his chin to his chest to run the flat of his tongue from her entrance to her clit, ending with a little flick. The vibrations of the appreciative noises he made sent a shudder through her, and when he speared his tongue inside her, she gave in and began to ride his jaw. He licked and sucked at her lower lips until she was whining and writhing over him, and then moved up to her clit, manipulating the metal with his tongue as he sucked hard on the pulsing little nub. Her orgasm was intense, a loud cry forced from her throat as she rode him desperately until she fell to the bed beside him, completely spent.

Dean sat up, wiping his face on the sheet and flexing his aching jaw, turning to watch her panting, lying limp on the bed beside him. “Think we covered that last rule,” he smirked, and she smiled weakly, nodding.

“That was – exquisite,” she whispered. “I can’t wait to see what you can do with the rest of your body.”

“Another drink first?” he asked, and she nodded.

“Not whiskey. Water.”

He laughed softly. “Good idea.” He went to the mini-fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, sitting down on the bed beside her and taking off the cap as she sat up and took it from him gratefully. After downing half the bottle, she handed it back to him and licked her lips. Dean put the cap back on and leaned in to kiss her, forcing her to lay back down as he moved to hover over her. She reached for his belt, looking up at him hungrily as he pulled back.

“Tell me this suit has a zipper. Or do I need to cut it to ribbons with my claws?”

“Easy, kitten,” he grinned, removing the belt from his costume and working the fastenings loose, then lowering the zipper. She stared as he freed himself, her claws digging into the mattress on either side of her as he stroked himself slowly with his gloved hand.

“Condom, top drawer,” she directed, watching as he put it on and then shifted his hips down, nudging the head of his cock against her entrance before pushing slowly forward. Her thighs trembled around him as he buried himself deep, then rose to his knees, pulling her hips up snug against him.

She shifted her body, arching her back as she adjusted to his size, her mouth open and eyes half-closed in blissful appreciation as she moaned, low and throaty, her head thrown back into the pillow.

Dean pulled back and drove back inside her, forcing a garbled cry from her throat. Her eyes rolled back and closed as he began to rock into her hard and fast, his hands gripping her hips. After a few strokes, she opened her eyes, rasping out breathlessly, “Don’t hold back.”

He stared down at her, but her unflinching gaze told him all he needed to know. He pulled out and flipped her over, manhandling her into position on her knees, one hand on her back as he slammed back inside to the hilt. He fucked into her hard, his other hand moving down between her legs to flick and tug at her clit and piercing, and she began to wail, her cunt clenching around his cock.

Her cries got louder and longer until she finally screamed, “Fuck, YES!!!”, coming hard, and Dean’s low growl morphed into a shout as he followed her over the edge, pulsing hot and thick inside her. She went limp beneath him seconds before he fell forward, catching himself on his hands and panting hard.

After a moment, he pulled out gingerly, dropping down and rolling to his back beside her. She turned her head, eyes half-focused, a satisfied smile on her lips. “That was – energetic,” she managed, and Dean laughed softly.

“You told me not to hold back.” He blew out a breath. “So – now what?”

She rolled to her back, then sat up on the edge of the bed for a moment before standing, grabbing tissues from beside the bed to clean up a little and then fastening the snaps between her legs again. “Now – it’s time to go.”

He watched her for a moment, admiring her curves from his vantage point before getting to his feet and putting himself back together. “If that’s what you want.”

She sounded slightly unsure of herself for the first time as she replied. “I – I just have other things to take care of. You understand.”

He nodded. “Yeah. Well… it’s been fun, kitten.”

She nodded, taking several swallows of water before answering. “Yes, it has.” She still wasn’t looking at him, so he grabbed his cape from the chair and headed for the door. He opened it, glancing over his shoulder, and she looked towards him, finally. “Good night, Batman.”

“’Night, Catwoman. Take care of yourself.”

The door closed behind him, and she dropped down onto the bar stool, her entire body trembling. Hard to believe she had actually followed through – that she had actually pulled it off. She finally rose to her feet to slip the heels off and begin gathering her things. It was a long drive home.

Dean paused outside the door, thoughtfully gnawing at his bottom lip. Something was nagging at him, but he couldn’t nail it down. He finally sighed and headed for the elevators, more than ready to get out of his costume and into a shower.

Two days later, Sam and Dean dragged their Vegas-weary selves into the bunker, Dean calling out as they headed down the stairs. “Hi, honey, we’re home!”

“Where is she?” Sam asked, and Dean shrugged, dropping his duffle and heading for the kitchen and a beer. There she was, earbuds in, singing along, dancing a little as she stirred something on the counter.

He grinned, sneaking up behind her and bending close.

“We’re home,” he said loudly, and she screeched, whirling around, her eyes wide and the spoon held out in front of her like a weapon. He burst into laughter, almost bent over double, her blow to his shoulder not even registering. “Oh my god, your face!”

“You fucking asshole! I almost had a heart attack, you… fucking jerk!” She took out her earbuds and tossed them to the table, finally unable to completely smother her smile.

“I’m sorry,” he managed, still cracking up.

“You are so not,” she argued, turning to look at Sam as he entered the room. “Your brother is a jerk.”

“Not news to me,” Sam grinned. “I’ve been calling him a jerk for years.”

“Bitch,” Dean fired back at him, tossing him a beer and raising an eyebrow at her. “Want one?”

“Yes. Please.” She took a swallow and sat down at the table. “So tell me all the things. What craziness happened in Vegas?”

Sam smirked, glancing at Dean, and she raised an eyebrow, turning that direction. “Okay, Winchester, spill. From the look on Sam’s face, it must be good.”

“Like you wanna hear about my – what do you call ‘em? ‘Fuck ‘em and leave ‘em’s’?”

“Well, that’s what they are… but if it’s a good story, yeah, I wanna hear! Not, like, the dirty details…”

“That’s the best part,” he retorted, and she shook her head.

“He hooked up with Catwoman. In his Batman suit,” Sam shared, still smirking at his brother.

She grinned. “Impressive.”

Dean nodded. “Pretty awesome. And the best – or the weirdest – part was, we stayed in costume the whole time. Her rule.”

She laughed, taking another drink of her beer. “That’s amazing. Probably never top that, huh?”

Dean wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Oh, I topped it, I bottomed it…”

“Ewwww, no,” she choked, shaking her head. “TMI, dude. Get outta my kitchen and let me finish cooking.” She looked Sam’s direction. “Unless you have an awesome story to share?”

Dean snorted. “Captain Snooze over there barely left the room.”

“I had a great time, very relaxing, thank you very much,” Sam snarked back as the two of them headed out of the room.

She took a deep breath, blowing it out slowly before getting up to finish mixing the pie filling she was making for dessert. So far, so good…

The table was the scene of the absolute destruction of the dish of lasagna she had made, only crumbs left of the garlic bread. “Didn’t you guys eat in Vegas?” she asked, laughing.

“Not like this,” Dean responded, his mouth still half full of his last bite. “I know you made pie. Right? Because you love me?”

“Yes, I made pie, and yes, I love you guys, and yes – you are spoiled rotten.” She stood up, reaching for dishes. “And you can actually have some if you help clean up this mess.”

They both scrambled to their feet to help, and then all three came back to the table with a huge slice of chocolate cream pie topped with fluffy meringue. Dean was making love to it with his eyes, and Sam just shook his head and dug in, a newspaper spread out on the table beside him.

“God, this is good,” Dean mushed out around a mouthful of pie filling, and she smiled at him happily before taking a bite herself. The sound that came out of her mouth bordered on pornographic, and Dean felt his body flush hot as he swallowed hard.

Sam glanced up to see his brother’s face, frowning in concern. “Dean, you okay?”

Dean pushed back from the table, tossing a ‘Yeah’ over his shoulder as he left the room. Sam looked at her, confused. “What happened?”

“I don’t know. Maybe he’s sick? He left his pie. He never leaves pie.”

Sam shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ll go check on him later.”

She nodded, continuing on her dessert. “Can I have the crossword puzzle?”

A couple of hours later, dishes washed and crossword puzzle done, she said goodnight to Sam and headed for her room. She debated knocking on Dean’s door to make sure he was all right, but maybe he was sleeping, and she didn’t want to disturb him. So weird how he had just run out of the room and never come back, though. Hopefully he was okay.

She opened her door and reached for the desk lamp, swinging the door shut quietly and walking towards the dresser. She turned slowly as her brain finally registered what her peripheral vision had picked up on, and she went pale as she finally faced him.

Dean was in the chair in the corner of the room, her black cat ears and hood dangling from his fingers, one eyebrow cocked as he stared her down. “Hello, kitten,” he said, his voice low.

“Oh, fuck.” She hesitated for a second, then made a beeline for the door, but he moved fast, bracing his hand on the door to prevent her from opening it. She began to stammer, not able to string together a coherent sentence as she tried to explain. “I didn’t mean… I mean, I did, but you… it wasn’t supposed to…”

She kept stuttering and babbling as he took her by the shoulder and turned her around to face him,

staring down at her until she finally trailed off into silence. He drew closer, leaning his forehead against hers. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I… I don’t know. I guess I was afraid... That you wouldn’t want me...”

His lips moved close to hers, his breath warm as he spoke softly. “I’ve wanted you for a long time.” She watched his eyes close, and hers followed suit as he kissed her, his tongue sweeping over her lips. She melted into him as she responded, losing herself in the taste and feel of him, handfuls of his shirt in her fists as he crowded her against the door.

When they finally paused again, she looked up at him, her feelings evident in her eyes. “Dean – me, too.” He smiled, and it was contagious, her eyes shining up at him as he guided her towards the bed, sitting down and pulling her to stand between his knees.

“You know, I didn’t really get to see all of you the other night,” he hinted, and she ducked her head, blushing a little but still smiling. She grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head, tossing it back behind her before unfastening her bra and letting it fall to the floor. Dean’s smile faded as he took in the sight before him, reaching up to glide his fingertips almost reverently over her soft curves. “So much better than I imagined,” he whispered, then leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her nipple before using his tongue to guide it between his lips.

She inhaled, long and slow, her knees going weak as he surrounded her with one arm and pulled her close. She clung to him, moaning softly as he cupped her other breast in his hand, kneading at it as he sucked and teased at its twin. She was trembling when he stopped, looking up at her as he laid back on the bed, pulling her down with him.

“So, no rules this time?” Dean teased, and she shook her head.

“No rules.” She kissed him, then looked down at him, her lip between her teeth. “Except maybe, less clothes?”

“Now that’s a rule I can get behind,” Dean grinned.

Dean dragged himself to the shower a little while later, leaving her still asleep in her bed. He yawned his way into the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge, then heading to the library where Sam sat with his laptop open. He shot his big brother a sidelong glance, a smirk on his face, resisting the urge to say something.

“What?” Dean asked, unable to let it slide.

“So I guess Vegas followed you home?”

Dean raised an eyebrow with a sheepish little smile. “How did you know?”

“Guessed. Between the noises I’ve been hearing all afternoon and the way you hot-footed it out of here and left your pie on the table… So, was she your Catwoman?”

“Yeah, I wasn’t supposed to figure it out, I guess – but as soon as she made that sexy little noise when she took a bite of her pie, I knew.” Sam laughed softly, nodding.

“So that’s what happened.”

“I don’t know why she never said anything to me…”

“Same reason you never said anything to her. You’ve been drooling over her for a while now, dude, admit it.”

Dean frowned. “I wasn’t drooling. I was… I dunno, but it wasn’t drooling.”

“Whatever, Dean. It’s good, however it happened. I think she’s good for you.”

Dean grinned. “Sooooo good.”

“Okay, we’re done now,” Sam shook his head and Dean took another drink, still smiling.

She finally appeared a couple of hours later, fresh from the shower, a little shy about showing her face. Dean rose to his feet and approached her, slipping an arm around her waist and kissing her softly. She glanced towards Sam, who studiously avoided looking, and Dean leaned close to her ear. “He knows.”

She nodded, blushing a little and settled into Dean’s warmth for a moment before speaking up. “Are you guys hungry? I’m starving.”

Sam spoke up. “Yeah, I thought I’d run to town and grab some pizzas, if that sounds okay to you guys.”

After a quick discussion on what kind of pizza he should bring home, Sam headed out and Dean plopped down on the sofa, waving her over with tip of his head. “C’mere, beautiful.”

She came close, and he grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap as she squeaked in surprise. “Don’t be starting anything, I’m starving. I might take a bite out of something I shouldn’t.”

His eyebrows shot up, and he looked up at her, eyes hopeful. “So, does that mean you wanna…?”

“Well, I didn’t get the chance to do that the other night, either,” she teased back, and Dean groaned a little at the thought of her lips on his cock.

“That sounds fucking amazing. But can you do me a favor first?”

She leaned down to kiss him, making him forget everything else for a moment before she pulled back and asked, “What?”

“Can you maybe put on some of that red lipstick first?”

She smiled seductively, speaking in her sultry Catwoman voice. “Anything for you, Bats.”

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[theladydame]

Tea For D&D: Horizon's Call Edition!

Horizon's Call is a nautical 5E campaign on Sword & Key. Set in a world that flooded an eon ago, this campaign is full of high seas adventure and sexy pirates! Character art by Mikyl Sandoval. Saturdays 3pm PST. As usual, all tea is from @friday-tea!

First up, everyone's favorite Murder Mermaid, Scarlett Shours! Played by @kayemcea, Siren Storm Sorceror, a former warlock. After a run of terrible patrons, Scarlett has found new love, new purpose, and new power in herself. Tart and spiced were requested.

Introducing: Leo! "Fearless and fiercely individual, worthy of admiration"

Acacia, the centaur rogue/druid. Fiercely loyal and tolerates no bullshit. Carrying the weight of her community on her back, she's looking for something fruity and floral.

Introducing: Happy Place! "Are you longing to return to your favorite tropical place?"

Wynni, the Sea elf artificer/bard. The shining heart of the team. Don't let her optimism fool you, her potions are potent. Notes were light and refreshing, perky.

Introducing: Pisces! "Brilliant strawberry lemonade magicians with sparkly minds and souls"

Proximus, triton paladin/sorceror. If you took the Shape of Water and added a HEALTHY dose of Himbo you would get Proximus. He's still learning what life above the waves is like, but there might be one or two folks who are VERY willing to help. Sweet, salty, seaweed.

Introducing: Cliff by the Sea! "Juicy aquatic daydream"

One of the many amazing NPCs the GM brings to the table this last tea is for Marcus Ash, Fire genasi Swashbuckler. Scarlett's beau and second in command. Very spicy, obvi 😉 He's also the other himbo on the team.

Introducing: Hearthfire! If you're in need of warmth, (or) a toasty friend"

(I'm going to add here that I'm an affiliate for Friday Afternoon Tea, and you can get 10% off any order using the code THELADYDAME, but honestly I'm just someone who really loves tea and super loves supporting this company because Friday and the team are so lovely)

[lipglossanon]

Hello! It’s the long puppy Leon Drabble anon (and like 15 other drabblws that you’ve gotten anon. Maybe I should claim an emoji to make it easier, like 🐶 or 💜). Anyway I’m back on my brainrot, specifically with cow Leon from one of my last messages:

Cow hybrid Leon has big inverted nipples. The areolas are already very sensitive, but since the tips are usually hidden away, any stimulation to them can make him cum. Just imagine: he comes to you, tits swollen with milk, having put off even milking himself out of embarrassment so now he is too full and sensitive to do it himself. His big teary eyes looking at you while his little cow ears twitch with shame and embarrassment. You ask him to take off his shirt so you can see how swollen he’s gotten frkm neglecting his needs, and his tits look huge and flushed, and a few beads of milk escaping from the little folds on his nipples where the tips are hiding. You’re trying to hide just how wet the sight makes you, and you place a hand on his tits. Even that has Leon moaning, and you can feel how warm he is with backed up milk. You know he is too full, too sensitive to go straight into the milking pumps, so you tell Leon that you’re going to try to lessen some of the pressure yourself before moving to pumps to make sure he doesn’t get hurt. You start with barely running your hands over the skin of his chest, pausing when Leon whines and whimpers only for him to beg you to keep going. You run you finger over the folds of his areolas and the sounds he lets out as he cums from that stimulation alone nearly makes /you/ cum. You make sure to tell Leon how good he is, that you aren’t disgusted by him at all (maybe even tell him how wet he has made you), and then tell him you’re gonna try to use your mouth to help him. You place a kiss on his nipple, and then stick your tongue into the little fold to get to the bud. Leon’s humping the air as you do this, and milk is starting to come out. You give a suck, to get both the perky bud and the milk to come out. It takes multiple greedy sucks, and about 3 orgasms from Leon to get the bud to stick out into the open air, and you start the process on the other side, making sure to still stimulate the bud and breast to keep the milk flowing. Everything is wet, from both types of Leon’s milk ;) and from your own arousal. You sit on his lap to get a better reach for the other nipple, and you both are humping each desperately as you try to get the second bud to emerge. When you do, you keep milking the cum drunk cow hybrid, until his chest and balls are empty, and swear to yourself that the next time this happens, you’ll be cockwarming him so none of his cum is wasted.

Whichever emoji you like anon! I’ll keep them both off to the side and let you have first dibs 😉

Also, I love the big brain energy you bring to the blog 😌 😌

This whole thing has me wanting to go out and bang some pots and pans 🤭 🤭

And cockwarming him the next time so none of his cum is wasted?? 💀💀

I seriously think you should write fics 😭 but thank you for sharing this with me (and all of us really) 🥹 💜

[dailysabinasmuts]

Kimi vigorously bounces with your cock in her ass, your view of your joining concealed by her outfit. Her shirt droops down, revealing her perky tits, her nipples hard with excitement. Kimi settles down, reducing her pace to a slow, steady swaying. Wanna hit it from behind now, baby?

Teasingly, Kimi dismounts you, before turning around and bending over, pushing herself backwards against your rigid member. Lifting her fuzzy jacket up, Kimi makes sure you can see her asshole swallow your entire cock. Now that her firm, pale ass cheeks are on display, you can feel your orgasm fast approaching. With a groan you suddenly pull out of Kimi's anus, spewing thick ropes of cum all over her twitching butt. "Fuck you came so much! Next round finish inside of me though okay? I love how your cum feels in me... 😉"