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eatingoutmen · 4 days

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18+ SUB! SERGIO ‘PROFESSOR’ M. | BEG FOR IT

“Mmmnnhh… fuuckkk… oh- dios mio—”

The sounds of skin smacking against skin while husky groans and submissive moans mingled as it echoed through the empy office; THE PROFESSOR, or rather, your secret boyfriend; SERGIO was laying on his back on the desk as his glasses were slightly askew on his face. His abandoned cock leaking pre as his thighs quivered from each relentless thrust you were executing, while letting out the most sluttiest, pornographic moans and whimpers escape his lips, his eyes tearing up from the overwhelming pleasure; his legs wrapped around your waist tightly while his cock twitched and leaking out more pre onto his stomach.

His body was teetering on the brink of release already, wanting, needing, yearning, for that aching sweet ecstasy that only you held the key to. But you, fuck you still kept toying him for god knows how long, his desperate cries of pleasure turned into a needy frustration and his moans turning into frustrating sharp gasps and husky grunts. His brown eyes burned with lust and desire as he met your devilish gaze with that small smirk playing on your lips.

SERGIO knew so damn fucking well what you were asking for, even if no words were spoken between the two of you, he was denying your silent request; trying not to give in as his cock twitched in arousal and embarrassment. You wanted him to beg for it, to hear his sweet pleas with that sexy accent he had that matches his charming looks. THE PROFESSOR wasn’t the ‘begging’ type when it comes to these scenarios, but god he couldn’t hold back anymore at this point. He needed to reach the pinnacle of pleasure that you kept on held in your hands, all while toying with his orgasm till he would finally give in, surrendering himself whole to you.

With a needy a whimper escaping past his lips, SERGIO finally gave in, he met your devilish gaze as he managed to utter the word between moans, “Please…” that made your devilish smirk widened in satisfaction. You draw all out, slamming your hips back in forth, your tip hitting his sweet spot that made his body quiver more and his moans grow louder and desperate, his legs getting weaker as he clung onto your waist. His walls clenching and hugging your cock while his head rolled back from the intense pleasure.

THE PROFESSOR let out a loud, husky groan followed by a whimper, his body tensing as he reached his peak, his cock squirting out cum onto his stomach without a warning, he succumbed and as he was breathless and sated. He couldn’t ride his high off yet, because you still kept thrusting your cock deep and deeper inside him; chasing your own orgasm while your gaze bore into his, as you let out a husky chuckle that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine.

He let out a high pitch whimper as his legs felt weaker and weaker clinging onto your waist, his walls hugging your cock tightly as he felt you twitch inside him; taking it as a sign you were getting close. SERGIO gasped sharply as you reached your peak with a few more thrust, he felt your warm essence coating his walls white, while his body trembled from the intensity of the moment while he laid there. He called out your name like a whispered prayer, as he laid there; breathless and satisfied, his mouth falls agape as he caught his breath, his chest rising and falling. “Good boy…” Your sweet praise played over and over in his head as he could only let out a breathless moan in response, his body still tingling with the echoes of pleasure as your cock remained buried deep inside his hole painted with your cum.

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moonchild9350 · 3 months

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Stray Kids React-Song Lyrics

Summary: Skz reacting to Megan Thee Stallion's song Broke His Heart!

Pairing: OT8 idol Stray Kids x fab reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Genre: smut, suggestive- 18+ MDNI

Warnings: oral sex (f receiving), use of term babygirl, daddy kink, bondage, suggestion of pegging, fingering (f receiving), cum tasting, dirty talk... I think that's it!

Notes: This is the product of an idea that popped up in my mind while in the car listening to Megan Thee Stallion's new song "Broke His Heart!" Thought it would be a drabble but turned to a fic lol. Lightly edited so please excuse minor mistakes!

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Bangchan Love of my life❣️ Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs Grab my throat and tie up my wrists

He almost spit out his coffee, when he saw your message. He was at the studio with Jisung and Changbin, working with Minho on his part of a song.

“you ok hung?” Changbin asked, concern in his eyes.

“Yep, uh huh, everything’s fine,” Chan replied, blush creeping up his cheeks. You were a menace sending him that. You knew he would have a busy day at work today, he knows you know because he told you this morning, as he pressed a kiss to your lips in goodbye. Clearly, you didn’t get the message and that wouldn’t fly, especially since you embarrassed him in front of the kids.

He picked up his phone to respond to you, trying to keep his face as calm and nonchalant as possible.

Love of my life❣️ What are you doing baby girl, you know daddy’s busy at work.

He didn't have to wait long for your reply, his phone dinging not a second later.

Love of my life❣️ Need you daddy, pussy needs you too. Want you to do what the song says please?

Chan shifted in his seat, his cock twitching at your pleas. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He never live it down if the others saw he was sporting a boner. Oh he was going to dick you down all right. Seems like it was time to teach his baby girl a lesson.

Love of my life❣️ Oh daddy will do anything you ask baby girl U better be ready for when daddy gets home

He was going to have fun with you once he got off, you just had no idea.

Lee Know You both were at a party of a mutual friend. It was packed, everyone lost in the flow of music. You were dancing with Minho, your bodies swaying together. Minho had a firm grip on your waist, your arms were locked around his neck, twirling your fingers in his hair. You were lost in the presence of each other, just the two of you in your own little world.

The song changed to Megan thee stallion, the beat getting faster, along with your movements against Minho. He pulled you closer, his breath hot on your neck as he pressed a kiss against your pulse point. You let out a sigh your favorite part of the song about to come on. Leaning closer to Minho’s ear you whispered the lyrics "dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists."

You felt Minho grab your waist harder before sliding his hands down to your ass. He squeezed the flesh causing you to groan. You could feel his cock hardening, filling out his skinny jeans he was wearing. Sneaking a hand down, you palmed his cock, Minho gasping in your ears. He leaned his head back and met his lips with yours, his tongue sliding against yours. He nipped at your bottom lip, and said the words you’d been waiting to hear all night.

“Let’s get out of here kitten, so I can dick you down and treat my kitten how she should be treated.”

Changbin “You can do it. My baby’s got this! 3 more reps!”

You and Changbin were at the gym. You were finishing up your set of bench presses, Changbin was spotting you and being you hype man. Letting out a grunt, you finished your last rep before Changbin helped you rack the weights. You got up and grabbed some water, smiling at your boyfriend. He went to sit down to start his reps, when the song playing on the speakers changed.

Your eyes lit up and you started dancing, as the song playing was your favorite. Changbin just sat and watched you, a smile on his face, always happy to see you happy. But then you gave him a look before sauntering over to him. You bent over, presenting your ass to him, leaving nothing to the imagination as your tight workout leggings hugged every part of your hips and legs. You wiggled your ass for him as the lyrics “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists" played.

Changbin grabbed your ass as it jiggled, giving your left cheek a smack. He quickly pulled your leggings and panties down, spreading your cheeks apart before diving into your pussy. He ate you out like a man starved, as you continued to wiggle your ass for him, your pussy clenching over nothing from the vibrations from his moans. He fucked your walls with his tongue, as he brought his fingers down to rub your clit in tight circles. You felt your high approaching, fucking yourself on his tongue and face. As the next part of the song blared, “I’ma buss it on his face, leave it on his lips,” you let out a loud moan as you hit your release, your arousal drenching Changbin’s face.

You continued to grind on his face, riding out your high as he licked up every drop of your arousal. Changbin leaned back and pulled your panties and leggings back up before standing up and spinning you around to face him. You watched as he licked his fingers clean. Without saying another word, he grabbed his bag and yours, and grabbing your hand pulled you after him, making his way back to your shared apartment. It was only once you both made it to the elevator when he said, “Don’t worry bunny, I’ll tie you up real good and fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk.”

Smirking at your boyfriend, you hoped that what he said was not a threat but a promise.

Hyunjin Hyunjin giggled as he watched you swat at a bee, your face scrunched up in disdain at the little insect. You waved your hand one more time, hoping the bee would decide to fly away and leave you alone once more with your boyfriend. Hyunjin swatted at the bee himself, helping you out, and finally the little bee flew away to go bother someone else.

You sighed in relief before swatting at your boyfriend. “Why’d you laugh, that was scary. You know I hate bugs!”

Hyunjin just continued to laugh, tears starting to prickle his eyes. “Babe you just looked so funny and cute, I couldn’t help it!”

You pouted and crossed your arms, looking away from Hyunjin giving him the silent treatment. It didn’t last long though as he came and hugged you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder.

“Forgive me babe?” He whined, pressing soft kisses on your neck and shoulder.

You sighed. You could never stay mad at Hyunjin for long. You grabbed your phone to play some music while Hyunjin continued to hold you close, pressing wet kisses on your shoulder every now and then. You relaxed in his hold as the music drifted through the air. Everything was peaceful and fine before “Broke his Heart” started playing.

As the song went on, you could feel Hyunjin’s shaky breath on your skin. His kisses became longer and wetter, before he bite at your shoulder causing you to moan. He grasped your breast, massaging them in his hands, little sighs leaving your lips with each touch. The lyric “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists,” played out causing Hyunjin to groan out. Thankfully, no one else was around to hear him.

“Hyunjin,” you whined out. You could feel your arousal soak your panties as you imagined Hyunjin pining you down and fucking you hard until you couldn’t walk.

Hyunjin knew exactly what you wanted, as he quickly untangled himself from you and gathered the picnic supplies. He didn’t think he could last until you both got home. The car would have to do. Hopefully no one else is around, but he secretly hoped there would be others present, so they could hear how good he was fucking his girl.

Felix Felix was doing a live, talking about the difference between a fork and a spoon, causing Stays to chuckle and make fun of his confusion. He was having fun, speaking from the heart. Lives with Stays was his favorite after all. Little did he know, you were watching at home, snuggled up in his bed.

He looked so cute and innocent, discussing what he ate for dinner last night and if Stays wanted to watch him do another mukbang one day. You decided to spice things up. Grabbing your phone, you opened the message app and pulling up your chat with Felix. You typed out a little message for your boyfriend, smirking as you pressed send. Setting your phone down, you trained your eyes back on him, watching his expression through the screen.

Felix looked at his phone, noticing a notification from you. He opened up the message

Honey bun Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists.

Felix’s eyes bulged, his pupils enlarging. He looked at the camera before giving a small smile. You knew that smile was for you and that made you giggle with amusement. Before long, your phone dinged, signaling Felix had responded.

Fried chicken🐥 You’re killing me babe. I’ll dick you down, don’t worry Can’t leave my baby needy Get the rope ready, I’ll be home soon

You smiled as you set up and watched him end the live. You knew you had about 20 minutes before he would be home. You gathered the rope, and a towel before stripping down to wait for your love. It would be ok to get a head start…right?

Han You were at Jisung’s dorm, watching tv with him and the boys. Somehow you guys got to talking about music videos and which were the best. You suggested any music video by your favorite artist, besides them of course. Everyone instantly became excited, leading to Chan pulling up YouTube and typing in the artist. He clicked on the first video that popped up, everyone sitting back and listening as the fast beats filled the room.

You noticed Han squirming as the song progressed, a little pout on his face as he listened to the lyrics. You looked down as he brought his hand to rest on your upper thigh, giving it a squeeze. He was hard, cock filling out his sweat pants that he was wearing. He shifted every now and then to get as comfortable as he could. Jisung let out a loud whine when he heard the lyrics “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists” his cock twitching at the prospect.

You grinned and pressed kisses up and down his jaw before capturing his lips in yours, little whimpers leaving his mouth. You withdrew and noticed seven other pairs of eyes on you two. Grinning you grabbed Jisung’s hands before pulling him up.

“Sorry boys but it looks like I need to take care of Sungie.” They all groaned at your statement, getting up and making their way to the door, no one wanting to be present. Jisung blushed, not at the prospect of his members knowing what was about to happen but because he knew he was about to get fucked within an inch of his life by his sweet baby.

Seungmin You were cuddling with Seungmin, arms and legs all tangled up together. He kept making out with you, your lips all red and swollen from the attention. He wanted to get you all nice and pliant for him so he could ruin you. He undressed you slowly, watching as you squirmed at his touch.

He pushed your legs up and out, your lips glistening with your arousal. Taking his fingers, he swiped through your folds, gathering the slick that was pooling there before bringing them to his lips to taste. You moaned as you watched him lick his fingers clean before he started to undress.

You reached out to him, wanting to be close. He grinned at your actions, not giving him but teasing you some more as he flicked your nipple, then rolled the bud between his fingers. You were at your wits end, as he had been teasing you for over an hour now.

You looked Seungmin in the eyes before saying “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists.” Quoting a song you had been listening to earlier in the day. You wanted him to be rough with you today, wanting him to do what was said in the song.

Seungmin raised his eyebrow while looking at you. “Want me to tie you up pup?” He said, leaning down close to your ear. “Want me to choke you while I fuck you hard? Have you screaming under me as I slut you out, huh pup?”

You moaned at his words, wrapping your arms around his neck and canting your hips up to gain some friction against your core.

“That’s my pup,” Seungmin said before grabbing some rope from the bedside table. As he proceeded to tie each wrist to the headboard he said, “Let’s see how much my pup can really take.”

Jeongin Jeongin had been playing video games for most of the day now. You could hear him swear every now and then and yell at whoever he was playing with. You assumed his team was losing, because his voice raised octave by octave within 10 minutes. He had ignored you and that was not ok.

You needed your boyfriend. You just needed to come up with a plan on how to get his attention. You paced the floors, trying to come up with an idea to distract your boyfriend. You had just rounded the corner when you got an idea, making your way immediately to your shared bedroom.

Jeongin did not even notice you there, too caught up in his game. You rummaged through your draws before finding what you were looking for. A lingerie set that he said was his favorite. You fluffed your hair after changing and made your way back to your room and sat on the bed.

Jeongin still didn’t look up. That’s ok thought because you had another trick up your sleeve. You grabbed your phone and turned on some music, picking a song that had just came out a few days ago that you couldn’t stop playing. You turned up the volume, not carrying if his teammates could hear it and walked over to him. You sat in his lap, startling him. He looked you up and down, his eyes wide. You smirked, happy that you were successful at getting his attention.

Jeongin said goodbye to his teammates making up an excuse that he had to feed the cat. You chuckled at that, since it was a lame excuse, as you guys definitely didn’t have a cat.

“Baby, what is this?” He asked, wrapping his arms around you as he eyes your breast all but popping out the top.

“Just needed some attention from you Innie. Missed you all day,” you purred out.

Jeongin clicked his tongue as the lyrics “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists” played. He tightened his hold on you before getting up and walking across the room. He tossed you on the bed, a yelp leaving your mouth.

“You wanted my attention baby? Well now you have it. Don’t cry when I fuck you so hard, you’ll be feeling me for days.”

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 10 months

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Going Half (on a Baby) (Toxic!Toji x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot)

Pairing: Toji Fushigiro x Black!Fem!Reader (FWB to Lovers)

Synopsis: In which Toji, your fuck buddy for five years and the man you're secretly in love with, "persuades" you to let him fuck without a condom after he exposes himself for his breeding kink.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+; Dubcon; TW: R*PE; Coercion; Toxic!Asshole!Toji; “Baby Trapping”; Coerced Verbal Consent (Later Given); Mating Press; Breeding Kink; Toji Eats You Out Till You Cry; Cum Play; DDLG; Toji Calling You “Mommy” and “Mama”; Marking/Hickeys; Dacryphilia; Unprotected PIV Sex; Doggystyle; Mating Press; One Unprotected Creampie; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

*IMPORTANT Writer's Note: This piece of writing is EXTREMELY dark. It has to do with r*pe because Y/N repeatedly says no to and protests Toji's advances, but he does as he wants anyway. In addition, it also has "baby trapping" due to Toji not wearing a condom during PIV sex to intentionally get Y/N pregnant despite her not wanting to. I do not condone any of these acts. This is simply a fantasy and writing. Thank you.

Writer’s Note: I'm a Toji lover. That's my husband. -Jazz

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You don’t know how it happened.

First, you were just sitting with your FWB of two years, chilling on the couch as you usually do before having sex (at least in the later years when you two grew closer).

Now you’re on your back, legs over his shoulders while he devours your puffy, needy pussy as a way to “prepare” you for the deep fucking he’ll be giving you later. Your hands are tangled in his black hair while his own bigger, calloused, veiny ones have your thighs pinned open wide as his tongue lashes mercilessly at your clit. Two of his thick fingers are stuffed in your cunt, moving in and out of your squelching, tight walls and rubbing up against that spot that makes you see stars.

"Toji, please!" you whine, tears pricking your eyes from his relentlessness and evil, skillful tongue. "I can't...take much more!" He made you cum at least twice already. The proof is in the cream coating his mouth and the juices that trickle down to your asscrack, making both of your holes sobbing wet.

Toji's eyes glint up at you from between your thighs, his back muscles flexing as bends down to work your pussy with his mouth. "Uh-uh, mama," he teasingly says. "You still gotta cum one more time before I fuck this pussy deep."

He dives back down into the depths of your pussy and continues devouring it, no matter how much you beg and plea for him to stop. You don't know how you got here. An hour earlier, you were just joking around and he had brought up all the things you two hadn't tried yet in your two-year FWB relationship. "We've yet to try anal," he said, his big hand moving to stroke down your stomach to your thighs. "And I've always wanted to try fuckin' you without a condom."

“Boy, stop!” you hollered, smacking his hand away. “You’re just trying to get me pregnant at this point.” You didn't take him seriously as Toji was always talking about kinks and shit he wanted to try with you. He was just a horny motherfucker like that.

But Toji wasn't playing around. As soon as you mentioned him getting you pregnant, something in him shifted–specifically his cock in his pants. The idea of fucking that heavenly pussy of yours raw and cumming inside you without a rubber, filling you up with all of his kids, tempted him immensely. “Well, if you’re offering…” he muttered.

At this, you turned and blinked at him. “What?”

“What?” he repeated, feigning confusion. It wasn't working.

You squinted at him, unsure of whether you heard him right. “You…wanna get me pregnant?” you carefully asked. He shrugged his big shoulders, putting your feet in his lap. “I mean, why not? We’ve known each other for two years and I think you’d look pretty hot as a mommy.”

You gaped at him. You couldn't believe he was really saying this! “Okay, first of all, yes, we’ve known each other for a long time, but we’ve been fucking for two years; not dating. Second, hell no!”

Toji groaned indignantly like a child being told no. "Why not?” he scoffed. “Shit, then I wouldn’t have to wear those stupid ass rubbers no more. I could finally fuck you raw.” A devious glint sparkled in his charcoal eyes, making your stomach flip. “And risk an STI?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

He just chuckled at this, cocky as always. “Baby doll, you and I both know we’re clean…unless you’ve been doing someone I don’t know about.” You slowly shook your head at this. He was the only one you were fucking...for right now, anyway. But he was the only one who could do it the way you wanted (and needed). “Then what the fuck are you complainin’ ‘bout?” he questioned, raising an eyebrow at you.

Now you were mad. You took your feet out of his lap and stood up in your hip-hugging jeans and sweatshirt. “Toji, you’re talking about giving me a baby. A whole child. We’re not even together!”

Toji stood up now too, a head taller than you and very, very big. He was practically a mountain as he stood before you. “Oh, we’re not? Then why am I always here more than at home?”

“That’s not my fault," you hissed. "You have a choice to not come over here, and I told you from the jump what I wanted from you: sex!” And you were right to do so. Toji was too unpredictable and too much of a whore. He was also divorced and already had a child. Why the fuck would he want another one with you, especially since you aren't married?

Despite how Toji made you feel, with the butterflies in your stomach and the way your heart lept whenever he called, you knew you could never tell him how you felt. It would make things too messy. And Toji is a messy motherfucker already. But you didn't mind being in love with his dick. You wanted to keep things strictly in the bedroom and you thought he understood that.

Toji shrugged, giving you a lazy smirk. “Why not elevate that?” he asked, walking toward you. “C’mooon, baby doll. You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about me bussin’ in that pretty pussy raw.”

Your stomach flipped at his vulgar words as you backed away from him, not noticing the wall behind you. “Toji, stop,” you firmly told him. “I don’t like this talk.”

When your body made contact with the wall, Toji put his hand over your head and leaned in so you were trapped between the wall and him. “Then let’s not talk," he whispered. "Let’s just fuck.”

When he began kissing you down with those passionate, hot, wet kisses you loved so much, your mind became drunk off of him. "Toji," you whimpered, your hands on his chest. You weren't if you were trying to push him away or just feeling him up. "We can't...your ex–"

"Is my ex," he grunted against your neck. "We've been divorced for years and Megumi is older now. Besides, he likes you." His fingers crept under your sweatshirt, feeling up on your sides. "I think he might even have a crush on you," he chuckles. "Too bad I'm fuckin' you, right?"

His one hand moved to your chin to tilt your head up, exposing your neck to him. He pushed you against the wall as he began to mark up your neck, leaving hickeys in his wake. "But why?" you moaned.

Toji pulled away, an inquisitive look on his face. Then he smirked like he was the devil himself. "'Cause it's fuckin' hot," he growled. "And it sounds funny. C'mon, mama...don't you want me to make you a real mama?"

That was how it happened. Now you're here, about to cum for the third time from Toji's tongue and fingers alone. "Oh, God!" you shout to the ceiling, your thighs quivering and your body shaking. "I'm 'bout to cum again!" you babble. "Please, please, make me cum, Toji!"

His large hand smacks your thigh, making it sting. "Wrong name, baby," he growls into your pussy, lapping away. "Try again or you won't be cumming at all."

God, you hate him! You hate how he can make you do things you don't want to do just because he knows how he makes your body feel. "Daddy," you whine. "Please make me cum, Daddy! I need it!" Toji peers up at you, a grin on his face. "Then cum, little girl," he teasingly says. "Cum for me. Give it all to your Daddy like a good little slut."

He dives back down to lap at your clit in time with his fingers curling against your G-spot. Seconds later, you're cumming hard and you can't stop it even if you wanted to. "Oh, shit!" you scream, gripping Toji's hair for dear life. "Shishitshit!" Your orgasm rips through you, pleasure sizzling across your skin and through your entire body, causing you to buck and grind against Toji's face as he laps at your juices, groaning appreciatively.

When you finally come down from your high, tears wet your waterlines and lashes and your thighs are twitching. You feel absolutely spent. You don't think you can cum again...until Toji stands up on his knees and unbuckles his pants. He only takes off his shirt after his cock is out and bobbing in your face.

"Look at this," he groans. He wraps his hand around himself, lazily stroking it. "You see this, baby doll? This is all for you." A devious, devilish smirk stretches across his face. "And all that's inside it is gonna be for you too."

You can't look away from the impressive appendage hanging between his thick, muscular thighs. It is so big; so thick; so veiny; so wet with the pink cockhead dripping with pre-cum. It's your addiction. The very thing that caused this 2-year relationship with this asshole. And he knows it too.

He stalks toward you on his knees, but you stop him from coming any closer by putting a foot on his chest. "W-Wait, Toji," you protest. "Just put a condom on. We can't do this!"

Toji's expression grows dark and it scares you out of your fucking mind, but also...excites you? Is that what this flip in your stomach is? What kind of fucked-up mixed cocktail of emotions is this that you're feeling right now?

"Don't act like you don't want this too, baby," Toji chuckles. "You can't tell me you haven't thought about how this dick would feel without a rubber, stretchin' out that pussy..." He tosses your foot away from him effortlessly, pinning it to the mattress so your legs are open. "And cummin' deep inside you," he finishes on an exhale.

He then takes your ankles and roughly pulls you toward him as you squeak in surprise. "I got you all prepared to take all of me, mama," he tuts. "You wouldn't want all of that to go to waste, would you? Just look how soaked n' sloppy you are for this cock."

He takes his cock in his hand and begins to slide it against your twitching, sensitive slit. Your back arches in reaction and whimpers leave your lips. "T-Toji, no," you whine. "Don't do this."

"Shhh, mama," he hushes you, pressing a finger to your lips. "Don't deny yourself. Don't deny your body what it wants." He nods down at your hips that have instinctively begun to roll against his, causing his cockhead to nudge open your pussy lips. "You want this shit," he growls. "Don't play like you don't. You wanna feel all of me...want me to give you a baby..."

Without warning, he pushes himself all the way inside you, right to the hilt so his balls slap lightly against your asscheeks. "Fuck!" he shouts while you gasp at the feeling, your hands gripping his forearms and digging your nails into them.

The fucker looks down at you, strands of his black hair hanging in his face and a crude smile on his lips. "How's it feel, hm?" he chortles. "You had so much to say before, all that protestin' n' shit. Where's all that now, huh?"

He begins to rock his hips roughly into yours, filling your pussy to the brim with cock. Your eyes are blown, your lips open as moans and gasps fall from them. You've never felt anything like this before. You feel so stretched. So full. So warm. You can feel every ridge, bump, and inch of Toji as he fucks you into the mattress raw.

"Goddamn, you feel so good, baby doll," he groans, tossing your legs over his shoulders. This causes his cock to sink deeper into your cunt so he is just touching your G-spot. You whine loudly at the feeling, gripping his shoulders. "T-Toji!" you moan, your words like a plea.

At the sound of his name on your lips and how pathetic you look writhing underneath him, Toji grips your thighs and fucks you harder, causing the bed to move underneath you. "All that shit you were talkin' earlier," he grunts. "All those "no, Toji"s just to go right out the window. You seriously wanted to act like you ain't want this too? Your pussy is tellin' me different."

You want to tell him you can't help that. You want to argue and tell him that your sobbing wet pussy squeezing around his cock is a natural response of stimulation; a primal instinct. If your body is stimulated in such a way, it's going to respond. You don't want this. You can't want this.

Yet when Toji suddenly stops fucking you, slides out of you, and tosses you onto your stomach, you can't deny how hot it is. And as you close your eyes and picture him spurting rope after rope of cum inside of you, you can't help the way your pussy throbs at the idea.

Toji mounts himself behind you and, once again, slides inside your ushy, gushy cunt without a warning. His hands find your hips and he begins nailing your G-spot so hard that you're sure he'll knock your pussy off its hinges. He's going so hard. He's never been this rough, this primal, before.

"Look at you takin' all this dick," he breathlessly chuckles. "You want ed this so bad, hm? I bet you were fightin' me earlier just to get a rise out of me." His big hand finds your hair and yanks it back so his lips can reach your ear. "You want this big cock to cum, don't ya?" he whispers. "You want me to make you a mommy...make you part of the Fushigiro family."

"Toji!" you scream as his cock plunges in and out of your squelching cunt, his balls slapping against your clit and making your knees nearly buckle. Your ass jiggles and smacks against his pelvis the harder he fucks you, the mixture of pleasure and pain sinking its claws into you and leaving you addicted.

"You're gonna look so fuckin' good with my kid in you, mama," Toji brokenly says between thrusts. "I can't wait till that belly gets big and those nipples get so swollen." One of his hands moves to squeeze your breast and tweak your brown nipple the way you like. "I'm warnin' you now, baby: I ain't gonna keep my hands off of you. I won't be able to."

"Fuck!" you shout, feeling that knot in your belly beginning to tighten. "I'm gonna cum, Toji! I'm so close!" And like an asshole, Toji stops fucking you immediately and pulls his throbbing cock, soaked in your juices, out of you. "Well, in that case..."

He tosses you onto your back again as you squeak in surprise. Then he is on top of you again but in a different version of missionary. In this position, he has your legs up over his shoulders and his feet on the bed as he mounts you, practically sitting on top of your thighs. Mating press.

'Oh, shit,' you think as the realization of the situation at hand hits you. He's really serious. He's going to breed you and you can't stop it.

Toji, red in the face and his eyes dark with lust and need, uses one hand to pin your wrists up above your head as he leans down to give you a wet tongue kiss. "You're gonna be such a good mommy," he coos. "I just know it. We're gonna be so, so happy."

"T-Toji," you weakly stutter, but you can't get out the rest of your words because he has begun to fuck you again. His thrusts are rough, hard, and deliberate. He plunges his cock deep inside of your pussy walls, groaning at the way they tighten and flex around him, pulling him in deeper.

"No man will ever be able to touch you now," he growls, "'cause they'll know you're mine. When you're knocked up with my kid, you'll officially be only mines, understand? Only I can fuck you like this."

Lewd sounds of your wet pussy fill the air as he fucks you deep into the bed, making a point to do so. "Gonna get you so knocked up, baby," he babbles. "Gonna make you a mommy. My mommy."

"Toji!" you scream as tears drip down your face. Toji groans at the gorgeous sight of your wet face and jiggling tits, his cock growing hard inside you. Every thrust brings you closer and closer to that fourth orgasm that you know will be the last of the night for you. You can't go anymore. You feel like you're about to pass out. "I-I'm gonna cum!" you sob. "I'm gonna fuckin' cum!"

Toji glares down at you and pauses, taking his throbbing, wet cock out of you a few inches. You blink at him in confusion. "W-What are you doing?" you weakly ask. Your pussy throbs and twitches impatiently, needing to release.

"Say you want me to cum inside you," he demands, his voice low and intimidating. "Say you want all these babies." He begins to glide his dick up and down your puffy slit, smiling at the way you pathetically whine at the feeling. "Say you want me to breed you," he growls. "Or you don't cum."

"God, I fuckin' hate you, Toji!" you scream. But you don't. You can't. Not when his sex is so good.

"I don't hear what I wanna hear, little girl," he teasingly sing-songs. "I could give less of a fuck if you cum or not, but if you want me to make that pussy cream around my cock, I suggest you do what I say." He takes his cock and begins to smack it against your clit, sending sparks of pleasure through you.

You can't handle it. You can't take this. "Please, Daddy!" you sob, tears dripping down your face. "Please breed me and fill me up! Give me all of your kids! I wanna be a good mommy for you!"

That nearly makes Toji bust right there. "Good girl," he growls as he slides back inside of you. He goes straight back to fucking you stupid into the bed, making you a completely mindless breeding slut. And you feel 100% okay with it. As long as you can cum, you'll do whatever he wants and he knows it.

He can tell you're close by how your eyes go cross-eyed and your cunt grips him. He can feel himself growing close too. You can tell by how his cock swells inside of you and his thrusts become rougher, nearly fucking you up against the headboard. "I'm 'bout to cum," he warns you. "You better take all of this cum, Mommy. Take all of it!"

"Toji, wait!" you protest, but it's too late. He is already stilling his hips and practically bending your knees to your chest as he fills you to the brim with an orgasmic grunt of release. You feel his cum flood your womb as you cum all over his cock with a short, high-pitched when. "Take it," he groans, pushing himself deeper and deeper inside of you. "Take it all, baby."

And you do so. You don't have a choice. You're completely crushed under his big body as he fucks the cum deep into you. You weakly moan as you feel it flood your insides, making you feel warm. Finally, after placing a chaste kiss on your lips, Toji pulls out of you. "Fuck, look at that," he sighs. "All that cum drippin' out of you..."

You don't look, but you can feel it all trickle down to your asscrack to the comforter below you. You don't look at him. You just stare up at the ceiling, breathing heavily and coated in sweat. You feel wet, sore, and achy. You just want to crawl under the covers and never come back out.

Toji places a hand on your tummy and strokes it lovingly despite you cringing at his touch. "We did it, baby," he chuckles. "We really did it." He leans down and presses a kiss to your stomach.

"Now you're mine forever."

THE END.

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urmomspersonalwhore · 1 year

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Mother knows best

MINORS DNI

-Lisa/Reader, NSFW, Cunnilingus, Pussy drunk!Lisa, overstimulation, Mommy kink, etc…

“Let Mommy take care of you.”

Kinktober 2

It was a tiring day, and Lisa was taking out her stress. And what better way to relax than to eat her beloved out?

You didn’t even know how long it had been, maybe a few hours. She was sucking on your clit as if it was the most exquisite dessert ever. Her hair was a mess from how you tugged and pulled. The room was filled with the scent of sex and whimpers. Your voice was gone from the loud pleas you gave her. The mage was hitting all of your sweet spots, as her hands rubbed circles on your hips. You clenched your things around her head, breathing becoming heavier as small whispers of “right there” left your trembling lips. She took one of her hands and prodded her fingers to your cunt, smiling as she began to suck your bundle of nerves. A rough moan drew out from your throat, arching your back as her fingers pounded into you.

It was too much.

“You can do one more, right?” she muttered against your puffy lower lips, sending vibrations to your core. You nodded eager, as you craved that release despite being sensitive. She made a small ‘tsk’ before following along with,

“Use your words, dear.” a teasing tone lingered as she spoke, and of course you obeyed.

“Yes, Mommy!” you responded, a little too enthusiastic. Though, quickly shutting up as you noticed your small slip-up. Her eyes widen from hearing the title, and soon gives a teasing smile.

“Aw, I’m your mommy? Let mommy take care of you then, sweetie.” Lisa indulged in the label. Diving back down into your pretty cunt, licking every spot. Your vision becomes temporally blinded as you climax, tugging at her head with clenched thighs.

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musamora · 10 months

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𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖓 「𝔣𝔶𝔬𝔡𝔬𝔯 𝔡𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔢𝔳𝔰𝔨𝔶」 ༉‧₊˚

content. f!reader. discussions of asexuality (implied), fyodor dostoevsky character study, not-safe for work content (heavily implied), brief mentions of prostitution, discussions of religion and sexual immorality, fyodor is secretly whipped

author's note. wanted to post some quick little headcanons to interrupt my short hiatus. wrote these on a complete whim, but i will never pass up the chance to talk about my husband ♡ can you tell i currently have the worst hozier obsession imaginable?

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No masters or kings when the ritual begins. There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin. In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene. Only then I am human. Only then I am clean. — Take Me to Church, Hozier

Fyodor has never had romantic or sexual attraction to anyone before you. Despite being raised in the worst parts of Moscow, where prostitution was rampant amongst the working folk, he had never been attracted to the half-naked women that paraded outside on the streets.

But you made everything different. Your entire being — body, mind, and soul — devours his every waking thought. There is something so divinely imperfect about you — so human and flawed but genuine and true. He never thought it possible to be enraptured in someone, too forlorn by the visages of his youth to consider the possibility of romance or desire. Without anything to break his fall, he slipped deep into his yearning.

And he may be a charming man, undoubtedly able to flirt and captivate if required, but not to the point of total seduction. Any faux dalliance would cease before it met physical intimacy, not even a mere kiss left on the unsuspecting fool's cheek. But to him, you are not a fool. You mean so much more than that, proven through his rare but deliberate touches.

There is no doubt that Fyodor is a pious man dedicated to living a life in dedication to the workings of a perfect world — for better or worse. And while he does not follow every doctrine to the letter, he would stray away from sexual immorality. For him to indulge in sexual pleasure, he would have to be married. But that doesn't mean he won't bend the rules.

If you ever did have premarital sex, Fyodor thinks of it like this: you are already his; you were destined for one another, so you are already married in the eyes of God.

He wouldn't indulge in sex for his own pure pleasure, despite any he may receive. Instead, he seeks the gratification of bringing you to your knees, literally and metaphorically. The expression of delicate bliss on your face as he, and he alone, brings you to the edge. The sweet, almost sacrilegious pleas that spill from your lips as you beg him to break you more. And, of course, he is more than proud to oblige.

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acesdiary · 30 days

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Post Marineford

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notes: FIRST ANGST 😓😓

warnings: violence & some post-marineford spoilers

paring: Portgas D Ace x gn!reader

wc: 424

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You knew Ace was gone the moment he stopped running along side you. Your pleas to leave mixed in with gunshots and war cries and the incessant voice that made Ace freeze in the first place. You pulled on his arm, looking past his shoulder to the bodies littered over the battlefield and the towering fortress behind that.

In the blink of an eye, Ace was running back into the heat of battle, flaming fist colliding with Akainu’s molten one, fire smashing against magma. Then Luffy was gone too, chasing after his older brother like the game of tag they’d play as kids. You tried to pull him back, but you couldn’t keep up with them.

In the time that you were steadying yourself on your hands and knees, you looked back up to see Akainu standing tall, victorious, and Luffy on the ground, holding a limp Ace in his bloodied hands and begging him to stand up, stand up stand up—

You think you screamed for your crewmate, and after that was a blur. You remember Marco coming up and helping you to your feet, barking orders in your ear to help him drag Ace away. You blacked out the rest of it.

Marco caught you up after you woke up three days after in your own bed on the ship. Your body was sore, bandages and gauze wrapped around gashes you couldn’t remember getting. Marco explained what happened, telling you what you wanted to hear last. He knew you well enough to know you were gonna book it out the room and towards Ace’s as soon as the doctor said ‘he’s alright.’

Ignoring Marco’s scolds, your legs ached beneath you as you stumbled to Ace’s cabin, tears in your eyes for what you were prepared to see. You chose not to knock; you didn’t want to accidentally wake him up.

You peeked your head in the room—furniture surfaces dusty after he left to kill Blackbeard—and there he was. Sitting upright on the edge of the bed with gauze wrapped around his torso, hints of red bleeding through the bandages.

He stared back, studying all the things that’s changed about you since he left months ago.

“…Your hair’s longer.” He whispered.

You almost immediately hugged him as tight as possible, not releasing your hold even a bit,

“You idiot! Don’t ever do that again!” Your voice lacked any bite as a few tears ran down your cheeks. You could feel him give you a small, weak smile from over your shoulder.

“Advice taken..”

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weirdsht · 2 months

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Flowerbed Full of Thorns - LoTCF & Reader

notes: this baby right here is the reason i asked for fluff reqs, it's been rotting in my notes for a few months so why not bring it to life. also pulled out my 1st year psych notes for this

tags: don't look too hard at the background or else you'll countless of plotholes, no gender specified, kinda vague earth spoilers major character death, nothing but angst

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

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Constructive criticisms and any kind of interaction are more than welcome

Requests are open and welcome

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There are five known stages of grief. These stages are usually experienced by people who know they are dying. A coping mechanism brought upon the knowledge of their eternal rest.

However, it can also be experienced by people grieving another person’s death. A way for the living to slowly take in the news that they will never be with those loved ones in their lifetime ever again.

Which was why you knew you were already in the stages of grief when you tried to convince Kim Rok Soo to not go. To let others handle it.

To let you handle it.

“Let me do it. You will die if you take on that monster even if you can somewhat predict its movements and weakness.”

You desperately tried to convince your team leader.

“I’ll handle it better so let’s exchange positions okay? I’ll be in the vanguard.”

Bargaining

Defeating this monster will put an end to the apocalypse. Will put an end to the monsters roaming around the earth.

But still.

Still, you try to bargain to not let Kim Rok Soo handle it despite knowing he has the biggest chance of defeating that thing.

Because you know that he will die.

And the two of you have lost so much already, how dare he leave you too?

“Rok Soo…”

Please…

Please listen.

Please don’t go.

Where would you go when Kim Rok Soo is gone?

What would you do when the last of your brother is dead?

You’ve already lost Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo. You can’t lose him too.

“I’ll do everything. I’ll do all your paperwork. I’ll let you slack off forever. Just please…”

Kim Rok Soo looked at you. It hurts his heart to leave you alone. He knows what it feels like to be abandoned. Be left alone.

But he cannot grant your wishes.

“I have to do this. If we defeat it your future will be bright. You won’t need to risk your life every day on the battlefield.”

That’s not what you want. Despite the monsters being gone there’s no way your future will be bright. How could it be? You’ve never had a family, and when you did two of them died.

And now the last one of your family is dying too.

Despite your pleas and tears, your team leader did not change his mind. He still chose to be at the vanguard of the operation. He was still the one who put an end to the cataclysm.

Kim Rok Soo died as a hero.

But you didn’t care. You didn’t care that he did it for your future. You didn’t care how everyone was singing praises of his name.

You just want your brother back.

Despite the name being “stages of grief” every human experiences it differently. Everyone has their version of grief. The first stage for some might be the last stage for another. It is also not linear. Some might revert to another stage before fully healing.

Some people’s emotions might be stronger than others.

“LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON’T CARE IF IT WAS HIS WILL!”

You shouted at the two people in front of your door. It’s been a week after the funeral for the people who have lost their lives bringing Korea– no Earth back to how it previously was. A week since everyone started adjusting to a world without monsters.

A week since you’ve been abandoned.

“Come on, the team leader told us to take care of you.”

Kim Min Ah tried to convince you to open the door, but you didn’t budge.

“I don’t care! Why should I listen to a dead man’s words!”

Anger

Both Kim Min Ah and Jung So Hoon knew that you were in despair. Which was why they were patient with you. You may have pulled yourself together at the funeral. Managed to say your piece with a calm demeanour. May have looked like the most composed being at the time.

However, there’s no denying that you’re hurting.

Under all those exterior you put up, you’re just someone grieving.

And now those walls are cracking. Letting them have a look at just how much of a mess you are inside.

It has been a week since the funeral. During that week you have been staying at Kim Rok Soo’s apartment. You practically lived there anyway. Know the layout of the place like the back of your hands. Can navigate where everything is stashed away with your eyes closed.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go with us?”

“Positive.”

What would you even do if you go with them? They both have families. Have people to care for and people that will care for them.

While you have nothing.

At least not anymore.

Hence your venomous answer that was paired with the door closing shut. You hear the two talk for a good minute before leaving you.

You expect them to be back in two days’ time. It was routine by now.

“I’m tired of this.”

You mumbled to yourself as you thought about those two coming back in two days. You don’t want the same routine again.

Which was why you started packing.

You packed your things as well as Kim Rok Soo’s. You also brought Lee Soo Hyuk’s and Choi Jung Soo’s stashed away things with you.

It wasn’t much. All three men didn’t have many things with them. You have also only brought your clothes and memorabilia of the three of you.

With that, you left Kim Rok Soo’s empty apartment in the middle of the night.

Rejecting the idea that someone has died is normal. Especially when this someone meant the whole world to the person. It’s natural to not want to acknowledge the fact that they will never be with those loved ones again. Never to greet them good morning. Never to annoy them ever again.

Hence why some choose to avoid reality. Some people choose to live in their memories. Because there, that person will always be alive and waiting for them.

Some even go as far as to avoid the people trying to bring them back to reality. Run away from the rational voices who only want the best for them.

Nonetheless, not everyone who runs away is rejecting the notion that they have lost their loved ones. Sometimes they would just want to get away from others. Cope in their own way, away from everyone’s judgemental gaze.

Denial and Isolation

Gyeongnam

Choi Jung Soo’s hometown and your destination. You already bought the land and the mountain with it a few days ago. Construction for a new house, farm, and orchard has also started. Originally, you were planning on going there after everything was done.

But you don’t want to be in the city anymore.

You just want to settle in a quiet place where you can always think of your brothers.

So in the meantime, you stayed in a nearby hotel. Then paid for more workers so the construction of everything goes faster. All of that didn’t even put a dent in your pocket. How could it when all three Soos have left everything they own to you?

Well, originally Choi Jung Soo and Lee Soo Hyuk have said in their will that you and Kim Rok Soo are to split everything. But then Kim Rok Soo also died. In his will, he has stated that he wants everything he has accumulated to be given to you.

Kim Rok Soo’s “retirement fund” was enough to cover you for 3 lifetimes already. It made you wonder more why the hell that man was so cheap when it came to himself when he had so much cash.

But you can’t ask him anymore so you opted to just sit and wait in your hotel room.

Thank god for ability users. Thanks to them your new house was built faster, approximately only taking a month. You can finally move in and get out of that stuffy hotel room. The food was great but you’d much rather eat home-cooked food.

Preferably Kim Rok Soo’s cooking.

You dismiss the thought in your head as you unpack the things you have brought with you. This has already been your 4th mental breakdown of the week. You can’t have anymore, it keeps hindering your task of decorating the new house.

It was a simple house. Two floors and five bedrooms complete with a basement and an attic. The first floor contained the living room, kitchen, dining room, and even a recreation room. Upstairs were mostly bedrooms.

Four bedrooms and one office area.

No one needs to ask why you had that many bedrooms when you’re living alone.

You decorated each room similarly to how each one of them decorated their apartments. It was hard to do, just the mere sight of their belonging was enough to make you spiral sometimes. However, you still did it. Determined to make your brother’s retirement dreams come true.

One good thing did come out of it though.

Through living alone and doing the activities the Soos wanted to do, you finally took in the news that they were dead.

They were gone.

None of them are coming.

Acceptance

Just now are you accepting the fact that none of them will see the efforts you’ve made. They won’t be there to compliment you for making their passing talk come true. Won’t be there to complain about how you spent a good chunk of their savings on room service.

You were alone.

Oh god

You were alone and lonely.

At first, it made you spiteful. Why did the universe give you a sense of salvation? Why did it pull you out of your loneliness? And for what? Just for them to take it all back?

You hated it.

But that hate didn’t last long. Because above all else you still felt grateful.

Grateful that you met them. Grateful that you became part of their family. It may have been a short while, but that short while was the happiest of your life.

Hence why you continue doing what you intended to do in Gyeongnam.

You continued taking care of the orchard. Farming fruits and vegetables. Not forgetting to slack off once in a while.

The last one was a requirement.

Kim Rok Soo is going to bite your head off if you don’t slack off in his stead.

At first, everything seemed fine. It looked as if things were looking up for you as you finally reached acceptance.

However, no recovery is linear. That simply is not possible. One is bound to stumble and fall back as they are learning to walk on their own feet.

That was why as days passed you could feel the sadness accumulate. Every morning you wake up in tears. At random times during the day, waterworks start.

In each step you take you feel the anguish. As though you are carrying the weight of the world and it keeps getting heavier.

Surprisingly, you didn’t just sit in one corner and cry like how the movies portrayed it. You continued doing your daily routine.

You don’t know if it’s stubbornness or perseverance but you’ll take it.

Deep sorrow consumed your entire being. It eats you alive every waking day as you accept how you don’t have a family anymore.

Depression

That was the conclusion you have come to one day.

You were fighting with yourself and you were losing that battle.

A battle harder than any monsters you’ve faced.

A battle you aren’t sure you can survive.

Perhaps that was why the gods took pity on you. Maybe they looked down on you and realised just how hard they made your life. Dawning on them how you essentially have everything yet nothing.

Maybe that was why you suddenly heard god’s voice in your head one day. Speaking to you with pity, as if he didn’t mean for you to fall into this state. To fall so hard at rock bottom.

[Do you want to be granted a chance to see some of them again?]

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beomesque · 3 months

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𝐻𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑡ℎ - 𝑐.𝑏𝑒𝑜𝑚𝑔𝑦𝑢

genre: short drabble, angst, fluff but angst

wc: 400 approx

note: a repost from my old blog

It's just a scrunched up paper at the end of the day. His letters to you are nothing but litter, a reminder of bittersweet tragedy. A broken record, shattered glass stuck in your throat. That's the kind of impact he had on you. Binding you with all the memories.

You wish you had the love in you, to give it to him. It's unfair how you are torn inside.

"Look.. Beomgyu, I'm never really going to love you, you know?" you say squeezing the already scrunched up letter in your hand tight.

your gaze fixated on the concrete pavement below.

"I know" he says confidently, trying to find your angered eyes.

"Then why do you hang out with me like this anyway? Why do you spend so much time with me?"

"Well.." he scratches the back of his head with a shy smile "because I love you.."

You finally looked at him. And really looked at him. The glow from the sun poured on his honey skin, making his sillhouette darker.

"Isn't that reason enough?" he says again. Much like a plea, again you try to remember if it was more like a bold statement. Your tears threatened to rain down, as if it hasn't in a desert for 3 years. His question got stuck in your throat like shattered glass.

You run to your home. The scrunched up paper now on your desk. Slowly unfolds to have little doodles near his childish handwriting. One of a small brown bear, three hearts in bright yellow, and a four leaf clover. But it's you who is lucky, to have him.

He was sure true to his intent. You knew he loved you, on rainy days. It's easy to know when someone loves you. When you share an umbrella, the angles in which it is held reveals the love. Always tilted to your side. He would smile so brightly, it almost hurt. You wish you had the love in you to give it to him. It's unfair how you were torn inside.

You always wondered what it was like to be 'chosen'. You were never 'chosen'. You were a maybe. A probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one. Beomgyu made you feel chosen, when he tucked a wild daisy beside your ears. Discreetly kissing your neck, and you wanted the time to slow down. His absence bothered you more than anything else.

Isn't it obvious the wind blows differently when he is here with you? "Let's dance as if it were the end y/n" he held your waist ever so softly. You try to match his steps, bodies brushing one againts another. His fingertip tracing delicate patterns on your back. Conveying his words too deep for sound. Lost into the rhythm, he danced till your worries faded away, replaced by a slow smile.

You wish he hadn't given up. Those letters never became litter at the corner of your room. A reminder of the bittersweet tragedy. A broken record, shattered glass stuck in your throat. That's the kind of impact he had on you. And you wish the polaroids never aged, the coffee stains smeared by accident never washed out so prefectly, leaving no trace of your memory with him. The shoes next to yours never disappeared. All that's left is hiraeth. The longing for a home that no longer exists.. or never was.

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pray4saint · 1 year

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looove your writing style and thoughts on the boys!! could we get anything for munch!bf sapnap ;)))

🐈‍⬛

munch!bf sapnap hcs

masterlist & descrip. rated r. 16+. munch!sap. fem!reader.

a/n. yes absolutely 100%

munch!bf!sapnap who always welcomes you home from work by dragging you off to the bedroom and lying you down so he can nestle himself between your legs

munch!bf!sapnap whose fingers dig deep into the plush of your thighs and it leaves marks for hours afterwards

munch!bf!sapnap who slaps your thighs when you don't listen to a command

”hands off darlin'.” he tells you, referring to your hands before he puts his tongue to work at your clit. the stimulation makes you moan and your hands fly to your mouth. sapnap makes a tsk sound against your pussy before he pulls off and smacks your thigh, hard. ”ow!” you whine at both the loss of contact and the harsh hit to your skin. ”i told you princess, hands. off.” you nod at him frantically, desperate to feel his mouth on you again.

munch!bf!sapnap who teases you first by sucking dark marks into your skin, starting between your breasts and moving down to your stomach, and then to your pelvis and around to your inner thighs before landing one on your clit

munch!bf!sapnap who keeps your lower half still while he eats you out regardless of your pleas for him to let go, to give you a minute to breathe, to stop his attack on your cunt

he moves his tongue along the walls of your pussy while you hands fist into the sheets, your voice getting ever louder

the sounds of your messy cunt and your mewls and his groaning against your clit and his hands occasionally slapping at your legs echo throughout the room

every time you cry out his name, begging him not to stop, it sends stimulation to his dick and he starts to move his hips against the sheets, trying to get some friction and relieve the ever growing hard on in his pants

after your first orgasm, he doesn't stop, he takes less than five seconds to catch his breath before he's eating you out again like a mad man

”sap– fuck sap!” your fingers pull at his strands and he moans into your pussy, making your back arch off the bed. ”sapnap please! let me make..” you let out a deep sigh, ”please let me make you feel good..” the words come out mainly as a whine, and your boyfriend looks up at you without stopping his attack on your cunt. it was clear you'd have to wait awhile to repay the favour.

by the time he's done with you, your legs are trembling and your throat hurts and he's cooing in your ear how much he loves you

also a hundred percent surprised when you still try to pull him up from between your legs and get your mouth on his cock

pray4saint© do not copy, translate or repost my work without my express permission.

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thatmagickjuju · 4 months

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author's note: fem!reader x James Valdez ... holy shit, this was written AGES ago and posted on my AO3. i decided maybe it's time to post it to tumblr to sprinkle a little of my own love for james valdez around. i currently do not take requests, so please do not send any. minors do not interact! i will block you. additionally, i do not consent to my work being taken/reposted, plagiarized, or translated without my permission.

disclaimer: i don't write x reader POV like most. i still use third person with 'y/n' inserts. it is my preferred way of writing.

request: a one shot for james valdez inspired by the song partition by beyonce?

warnings: unprotected PinV sex, male receiving.

Red matte lips matched manicured nails, matching red bottom Louboutin heels strapped tightly against her ankle. The form-fitted dress hugged all the right places, giving off a vibe unlike any other. She felt gorgeous in it - sexy even, and she knew as soon as James saw her, he’d have to control himself from skipping the event altogether for a steamy night in. Forty-five minutes to get all dressed up; Y/N wasn’t going to allow James to ruin the outfit just yet.

“Y/N, we’re gonna be late! Hurry up.”

Rolling her eyes to his pleas, she fluffed her hair one last time before smiling back at her reflection, loving the image staring back at her.

Finally, Y/N opened the door, spotting her beloved, James Valdez, on the bed in his infamous black suit. She silently cursed him. He knew very well what the suit did to her, the many enjoyable memories involving the outfit suddenly poured into her mind like a tipped-over tea kettle.

“This," she began, showcasing herself, "takes time.” Y/N gave a quick spin, allowing the man to get a 360 view.

James’s eyes lit up, immediately darkening from the nasty thoughts and images flashing through his head. “Damn baby,” he mumbled under his breath, getting to his feet.

“Don’t get any bright ideas tough guy,” she warned, holding an authoritative finger to stop him.

“You can’t come out of the bathroom looking sexy as all hell and not expect me to try and get one in before we leave.” His hands found their way to her hips, bringing her into his chest.

“You can try but you’ll be horribly rejected.” A playful smirk tugged at the corner of her painted lips as she slithered out of his grasp, reaching for the door. “Now come, we’re going to be late.” An audible defeated sigh was heard from James, following closely behind her.

The hotel they were staying in was quiet and Y/N could almost hear the wheels churning in James’ head. Their mission was to infiltrate their target’s house, weaving their way through the home to retrieve a rare, ancient, expensive - worth millions - artifact. No questions were asked as to why the artifact was important; the dollar amount was the reward sparking the duo’s interest. One hundred million dollars was the asking price to fetch said artifact with the promise of a challenging retrieval. However, for that amount of money, Y/N and James were willing to jump into shark-infested waters.

The duo worked tirelessly on a plan consisting of contingency plans A, B, and C. Finally, they were able to find the perfect opportunity to conduct the mission and get their money.

Outside the expensive hotel waited a white limo where they planned to arrive at the party in style. Others will stare with puzzled glances for a chance to recognize the new faces attending the gathering while the duo walked through the crowd as if they owned the place. It wasn’t their first rodeo - surely wasn’t going to be their last.

Settling into the limo, Y/N sat comfortably as James poured himself a glass of champagne. “One turns into half the bottle; don’t go and get all tipsy on me. You need to be sharp for this to work. We only get one shot.”

“Relax, Y/N. We’ve done how many jobs by now? I know my limits. You, on the other hand, need a glass to release the tension in those shoulders.”

“My shoulders are fine,” Y/N assured him, her voice dripping with annoyance. “But thank you for your concern,” she snarkily added.

Unamused by her demeanor, James set the glass down and moved until he was next to her. Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, he leaned in, his lips barely touching her earlobe. “I know a way to relieve that tension,” he suggested as his other hand caressed her knee, inching its way up to her thigh.

“Don’t be slick,” she warned, keeping her gaze forward and arms folded across her chest. Despite her verbal rejection, her body reacted the opposite. A thin line of goosebumps trailed along with his fingertips and a shiver shook her spine from the breath against her neck.

“I’m not being slick,” he defended. “But I know something already is.”

Y/N hated how well he knew her body. Her core was throbbing simply from the gentle touch of his hands gliding along her skin from her inner thigh to her knee and back. Y/N’s eyes fluttered shut. James’ breath caressed her neck once again with a destructive force.

“James, this dress was over a thousand dollars and my makeup is worth more than your watch. You mess them up, I mess you up,” she growled, tilting her head, and exposing her neck.

“You act like this is the first time we’ve fucked in a limo.” He had a point and made his point by rubbing his fingers against her soaked laced panties.

“I hate the effect you have on me,” Y/N gasped, giving in to her partner’s seduction.

“Lying will get you nowhere.” Catching her lips in his, James pulled Y/N onto his lap, placing his hands on either side of her face. Her kisses were infectious - like eating the world’s greatest pastry, one is never enough. It had always been that way with the duo since they met in the military.

Y/N removed her Louboutin heels, tossing them to the other seat before settling into James’s lap. Lucky for her she chose a dress that hugged her chest and midriff but felt loose around the hips and waist.

James’s hands fell from her face to her hips, helping as she rocked herself on his generous bulge. Y/N could feel him throbbing for her just as much as she was wet for him. It’s like they were in perfect sync no matter what they were doing. Even that thought made Y/N quiver … or was it James’s teeth lightly nibbling on her breast?

“The partition is down,” Y/N whispered, her eyes fluttering shut. James moved his gaze to find she was right, and he locked eyes with the driver.

“Driver, roll up the partition please,” James called out without stopping his tease. Almost instantly they heard the thick glass screen close, giving them the privacy needed to continue their play.

Reaching between her legs, James moved her underwear aside, sliding two digits into her soaked folds. He could feel her breathing quicken and her legs begin to shiver merely by his touch. “Oh baby, you make me weak,” she whispered, bucking her hips to move against his fingers. James smiled at this, using his free hand to help guide her down onto his fingers. He loved watching her take control, doing the work to get herself off. The way her eyes would flutter shut right before she’d let out a moan caused his member to ache. He wanted her … bad. But he knew to take his time and be patient with her.

Moving herself off him, Y/N moved so she was between James, comfortably on her knees. Hands ran down his chest, stopping on his belt. He took this as a cue and helped remove the belt, unfastening the button. With a devilish grin, Y/N pulled open his pants releasing his cock. There was no hesitation in her movements as she pushed herself forward, slowly running her tongue from the base to the tip, lapping up the pre-cum.

James let out a sigh, his head falling back onto the seat with his eyes closed. The feel of her tongue wrapped around his dick was a feeling he’d never get used to but welcomed every chance he could. Y/N was the first to ever fully want to give him head without asking for it; mostly because she thoroughly enjoyed feeling him squirm and shake under her. She liked having control and used it to her advantage.

“Y/N, fuck. I’m gonna come.” Lifting herself up, Y/N climbed on James’s lap, straddling him. Almost as if reading her mind, James moved her panties to the side, allowing her to slip onto him with ease. Rolling her hips forward, Y/N held onto his shoulders for support, her forehead resting against his. She started off slow, getting into her rhythm before feeling James raise his hips, yearning to be deeper.

Y/N quickened her pace, the sensation building inside pulling moans and gasps from her lips. Her mind had become so enraptured, that other sounds or distractions had been cut off from reaching her. James’s thumb rubbed against her clit in rhythmic movement while she rode his cock like it was the last time she’d ever receive it.

“I’m going to fucking come,” James grunted out between thrusts, the feeling of his hard cock pushing at her walls making her groans match his. “I can’t hold it anymore.” Y/N watched as James’s face contorted and she felt his cock twitch inside as he came, sending her over the brink along with him. Both moaned the other’s names as they released, tingles pricking at her skin.

With their breaths increased, Y/N looked out the window realizing their limo had arrived at the party. “Shit. Get your shit together,” she commanded, grabbing her shoes.

#james valdez x reader #james valdez #james valdez one shot #queen of the south one shot #queen of the south #Spotify #x reader

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sublieu · 2 years

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𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

cw. − Dubcon, bulge, [possible] cumflation, unprotected sex, [semi] bondage, cumflation, dirty talk, degradation [at near end].

wc. − 1.4k words

ref. − ⚉ ⚆ ⚇

music. − Die for you / The Weeknd

"Y/n~"

The knife makes a shrill sound against the metallic wall as you hid behind hanging meat; His laughter ringing in your ears as he walks by your hiding spot.

You sat there and did the best to your ability to not hyperventilate, his shocking blue eyes would peer from left to right in means to see if you were there and walked away to look for you in another spot, which gave you relief as you relaxed.

Who was this guy? It's been months since you last saw him, the first time was him staring at you through your bedroom window. To which you promptly called authorities, but it seems as if they weren't doing their job right as here he was looking for you again.

'I need to get out of here' I muttered to yourself and peeped through the cold hyde, trying to spot him in a room that was already to hard to see through.

Waiting a couple more seconds you left as quiet as you could whilst your aggressor was occupied and locked the door on him before running back to your house; Your legs acting on their own alongside the sudden adrenaline coursing your veins to get home and check if your kid was ok.

You hurry to your house phone and called up Liza to see if your child was ok, she responds and told you that they were sleeping, your heart finally regulating it's beating to know they were safe.

"Liza, you remember the dude that tried to kill you?" "...Yea?" "Well he's after me now!" "WAIT WHAT?!"

She yells over the phone, jumping up from her bed and falling onto her bed mat from shock. She couldn't care to even turn on the lights to see better as she rushed to get on some clothes.

"Where is he now?!" "I left him at the meat shop!" "I'll call the poli-" "NO! Do NOT call the police!"

You yelled back at her as she ran out the house, Leaving your kids in the house on their own. Possibly to get help.

"Why not?!" "He already knows I left the shop and I have a feeling if the police get involved he'll hurt me! Just keep [child's name] with you till I come back alright?" "But-" "Liza, please."

You begged as you closed all the curtains before turning on the light to your bedroom. She responds with yes before hanging up on you to go get the police, refusing to listen to your pleas as you looked for your gun.

When all of a sudden, your lights go out. Already knowing who it might be you loaded up your gun and hid in your closet basket. Watching his heavy footsteps come to your room, looking around for you when he spots some candy on the table. Giving you perfect time to get up and shoot him.

As soon as he heard your basket making noise he turned around and bent down before jumping you in your closet, trapping you in between him as he chuckled.

"Looks like I found you~" "What do you want from me?!"

You screamed and tried to get him off of you, he looks at you with arrogance and tied your hands together with rope before lifting and throwing you on the bed. Sharpening his knife in front of you as you wept softly, worried about how your [son/daughter] will live without you. Except he didn't stab you.

"Listen to me sha, I ain't tryna kill you. But, if you don't stop that cryin' I'll give you somethin' to cry about."

He warns and pulls your legs up to him, causing the sweater you wore to ride up and show your shorts and bra. His claws would rip them off shortly after and only leaving you in you panties.

"Lace? Didn't know you were preparin' for me sha~"

He purrs and traces a finger on your slit, watching the slick trail onto his finger before licking it. Bending down and putting his head between your legs, lapping up your clothed pussy with his pierced tongue before kissing your clit. Making you quiver above him whilst his claws left marks on your legs.

You thought it was best to enjoy this while it lasts as your hands were desperate to hold onto his head, your legs wrapping around his head for a more secure grip when you threw your head back. His only response was to pull your panties aside and stick his smothering tongue inside; It already touching the entrance of your cervix and that gummy spot you couldn't reach.

You wanted to scream and cry, but all that left your mouth was breathy moans and whines. Your mind slowly getting corrupted the longer this went on; But you couldn't beg him to stop even if you wanted to, the feeling to good to want to finish.

Bob stops with a pop and lick his lips before getting up and pulling down his pants to let his cock spring free and touch the spot close to your womb that makes you look down in utter disbelief at his size; If anything he looked twice as big as your ex husband, veins and pulsing in all its glory. Instead, you encouraged him to put it inside, your mind already corrupted and thinking about his cock.

His large hands held your waist as he pushed it in, causing you to widen your eyes from the slow and sudden stretch. Reminding you how much you missed this feeling, your hands couldn't be enough to please you after this as the bulge slowly revealed itself in front of you when he starts thrusting.

It was like your mind was slapped out your body, only whimpering and crying out tears of bliss whilst your legs your wrapped snuggly around his neck. His piercing blue eyes stared back at you with that ever present smile you chose to ignore as his cock started to rub on that gummy spot.

Everything was growing blurry, due to your tears clouding your vision whilst he trapped you between his large frame. But it was comforting, it was like he wanted to keep you here, snug and fit around him forever whilst his gaze softens. Which was very out of character for him, a psychotic cannibal that showed compassion to a stranger.

He puts a foot on your bed and turned you on your stomach, his sickening laughter ringing in your ears again as he placed a hand on your abdomen and pressed against it. Making you gasp and lift up your head, forcing your face in your pillows and thrusting deeper inside; His cock past the entrance of your cervix and into your womb.

And you just laid there and took it, both because your life depended on it and because you couldn't even bother trying to run; Unaware to the point that he tore the ropes off you.

Your thighs were shaking, your makeup a mess on your face the rougher his pounding got; And he soaked up to it like a sponge, enjoying your ruined face as his cock twitched in ecstasy before lifting you up a final time and thrust upwards, his hands holding you by your thighs as your arm latched around his neck in front of the mirror, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror.

"Look at you~ absolutely filthy over my cock~ Imagine how your husband would react to see you act like this around a criminal~"

He whispers in your ears, you only let out a whimper in response. The coil around your tummy snapping and letting you cum all over him, your sticky cum dripping off him and onto your mat as his orgasm was coming shortly after as well; Most if not all of his cum stuffed inside you like cotton in those toy dolls you had around your home. Letting out a low chuckle and pulling you off his cock to see his work dribble from your pussy and onto your bed sheets before stuffing two fingers inside to ensure not a single drop came out. Leaving you heaving and sleep deprived before slowly drifting off to sleep as he left your room to go after Liza.

"Put your hands up we have you surrounded!!"

John yells and brandished a gun in his hands, Liza his behind a police car and watched what happened. It was only after getting arrested she ran inside to see if you were ok, but you were more than fine as you were laid there half naked with cum dripping from your legs.

#spooky month smut #spooky month #spooky month bob smut #bob velseb #spooky month bob #spooky month bob x reader #spooky month bob velseb #spooky month fanart #spooky month tender treats #sr pelo

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aria-greenhoodie · 1 month

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what exactly do you really think adding two huge banners of basic online etiquette to every post of yours is going to achieve?

like post what you want but it feels condescending as hell and i dont reckon thats your goal… right?

Hi, yeah, I’m not trying to be condescending in doing that, I do that because it’s a desperate plea.

See, when I was making almost solely Adventure Time fanart earlier in the year and in later 2023, almost every single piece I made was reposted to other sites (usually Pinterest) often without credit and never with permission. I’ve also had instagram accounts randomly steal my work and miss-a credit it to other people who also stole it. This is why I’ve made my watermark more noticeable and added the do not repost banners.

I’ve also been completely ignored nearly every time I’ve tried to ask the reposters to take down my reposted artwork so I’ve decided to just. Add the banners. It gets tiring hunting down random people on Pinterest or other places who will never respond and don’t care that I want my art to NOT be reposted.

As for the reblog>likes banner, that’s because I’ve encountered a lot of new-to-tumblr people who think likes actually work in the tumblr algorithm, and don’t realize that they do basically nothing, and I’ve seen a few artists I enjoy do it so I did it too, figured it couldn’t hurt.

#do they really come off as condescending?#I meant to make them kinda funny so as to ease the viewer a bit if that makes sense? guess my humors off the mark #but yeah no not trying to be condescending just very tired of my work being stolen haha #I will say since I’ve added the banners and my improved watermark I’ve yet to see someone steal my work! so it’s doing something!!#aria asks

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filthyfluffyfantasies · 11 months

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✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . DL;DR - this fic is not meant for anyone under the age of 18 as it contains the following: a/b/o dynamics subtly -read, poorly, hinted at by writer, use of pet names ( little one, pretty little thing, etc) and swearing. this part is tame and it's just to set the scene for the next, the disclaimer is here because it's a/b/o and some people lose their goddamn mind when they stumble across this type of thing in the tags.. writer does not give permission for her works to be reposted, with or without permission. ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .

prompt seventeen - a/b/o ( told in two parts )

character | fandom - alpha!werewolf!eddie munson | stranger things

reader | original character - female reader, omega & non -or vague, description.

words - roughly 900

tagging - < taglist here >

✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . you're chased through the woods by jason carver, an alpha from a rogue pack after you're caught out just as you're about to go into heat. the chase leads you straight to the doorstep of your true alpha, town loner Eddie Munson, aka the alpha with no pack..✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .

There's something in the air that has every cell in his body on edge as he stands in the doorway of the abandoned cabin he calls home now. Eddie Munson watches the storm as it rolls in, thick fog settles in a hazy blanket just above the forest floor.

He can just barely see the lights of town in the distance and a glance skyward to watch as the moon peeks through thick clouds has him tensed up.

The air smells like rain..at first. But then, the mouth-watering scent of caramel edges in.

He's been catching faint hints of the same scent on the breeze all damn day and before he can stop himself, he feels the painful prick of fangs, threatening to pierce his gums. A howl rips from his throat as the wind picks up, fanning that sweet scent and the scent of earthy rain straight for him. It lingers, heavy. Inviting.

He breathes in deep.

Mate. Find her. Find her now. - it's the urgent cry from the animal trapped and buried within. It's a plea that Eddie Munson does his best to ignore for the fifth time in a day, but as he turns, every intention of going back inside the cabin, he's bowled over by the sweet scent. She's closer. Danger! Go to her. - it's the final outcry of the animal within before everything happens all at once.

You come crashing through the treeline and the storm that's been holding back all day finally kicks off. That asshole Carver, the future Alpha, he's hot on your tail. He's taunting you, laughing like a maniac as he tells you that him chasing you down is your own fault and you need to relax, let nature take its course.

Eddie normally stays far away from the business of everyone in town but this time, a red cloud of rage blinds him and before he knows he's doing it, he's dove from the porch of the abandoned cabin he calls home. He places himself between you and Jason Carver, arms folded over his chest as he towers over Jason at his full height.

❝ Get fucked, Carver. This sweet little thing is mine.❞

You look up at Eddie from the spot you've landed on the ground after tripping over a tree stump you failed to see in your haste to put some distance between yourself and the unwanted advances of Jason, the single most obnoxious Alpha asshole you'll ever encounter.

Is he my true Alpha? - you're staring up at the handsome loner in awe as the temperature of your body raises and dizziness settles in for you.

You're in heat. You never should've left your safe haven but all day long you've felt this pull to the forest. To a scent that keeps finding you on the breeze. The scent is stronger now, and you swallow hard as soon as your daze clears enough to realize that it's the handsome loner in front of you.

It has to be.

Eddie growls at Jason, the sound more animal than human and a clear warning for Jason to get lost.

❝ Take the bitch, man..❞ Jason smirks, ❝ She’s not good enough for me anyway. ❞

Jason makes a hasty retreat and Eddie kneels down next to you. Rough hands circle your ankle, the touch seems to cool down the raging fire in your veins but only a little. After he surveys your swollen ankle quietly, big brown eyes fix on you. ❝ You shouldn't be out by yourself, doll..❞

❝ I was trying to find you.❞ you mutter in response, dazed as you stare up at him through a curtain of hair. Eddie pulls himself off the wet ground and then he's hauling you up, it's rough but he doesn't mean to be. ❝ Yeah, well..❞ he answers quietly, ❝ Its dangerous, sweetheart..❞ he's carrying you over the threshold of the cabin, pausing to back against the door to close it so he doesn't have to put you down. ❝ You’re lucky I saw Carver chasin' after you.❞

❝ Yeah.❞ you murmur, exhausted from the running you've just done and on top of it, starting your heat cycle. You bury your nose in his neck and breathe in the scent of him because it's just about the only thing keeping you grounded at the moment.

Eddie carries you into the bedroom at the back of the cabin and he lays you down in his bed gently, muttering to himself that maybe just being surrounded by his scent will help.

But you don't want him to leave you, not like this, all alone in your weakened state in a cabin.

❝ Sweetheart, much as I'd love t' stay, that's not gonna keep our stomachs full. I'll come back.❞ Eddie grips your jaw to make you look up at him, ❝ You’re safe. Nobody ever comes out here, sweetheart. And I'll be gone ten minutes, tops. Just going to check a trap.❞

You are hungry, your stomach growls on cue. He grabs a crossbow and a quiver full of handmade arrows and after pausing at his bed to tuck blankets cloaked in the essence of him around your curvy little body tightly, he's gone.

Then the fever takes over again for a little while and you doze off, falling into a deep and dreamless sleep...

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #🔞ɴғᴡ. ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪsᴋ.#( ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ʟɪsᴛ ✓ )#lazyghoulskinktober2023 #( ᴍɪɴɪ sᴇʀɪᴇs ; ᴘᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛᴡᴏ )

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lazuli-writes · 9 months

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Sighs

summary: San scolds his duckie

pairing: Lee Donghyuck x Choi San

genre: smut / porn with barely any plot

estimated word count: 1000 words

a/n: Merry Christmas and happy holidays 🩵 This was inspired by their majesty themself, @atiny-piratequeen mahalo nui loa for both the inspiration and positive energy sharing you’ve given me to be able to complete this—I can’t believe this wip was born in late October… and I actually completed it, thank you so much motha!! Remember folks, copying other people’s works is plagiarism and that’s illegal. Don’t be that kind of person. Anyways, hope you all enjoy it :)

Donghyuck’s grip tightened as time seemed to halt. The sensations that danced in and around him, swallowed Donghyuck whole. Consuming him and leaving him nearly pliant, with all his strength being used to ground himself in his embrace of San.

“P-plea-”

“Quiet.”

One command. One simple command was all it took for Donghyuck to mentally retract. His mind rushing to fill his train of thoughts, left empty by his gradual impaling upon San’s cock.

The elder lathered his neck with love bites. Lips, tongue and teeth all gradually traveling across Donghyuck’s neck and collarbones like a calligraphy pen, imprinting its identity upon its canvas.

“I told you to trust me”

Donghyuck whimpered, the spearing upon his core barely starting and already he was breaking at the seems. His limbs that trapped and locked itself around San’s neck and waist shivered under the desired invasion.

“I told you to be quiet… why couldn’t you?”

“I-I-“

“Quiet!”

Donghyuck screamed as a spongy head first kissed the realm of his prostate, before suddenly weighing down upon it viciously. San, leeching harder upon the younger’s neck, paid no mind to the pleasurable wails coming from the one sitting upon him.

Spots and darkness started to flood Donghyuck’s vision as he still awaited for San to fully sheath himself. This was the deed that almost always took the longest. San was nothing short of impressive in all that he did and all that he was.

And it left little for Donghyuck to wonder on why the simple act of inserting himself into the younger was always a prolonged activity.

“One thing I asked of you tonight. One thing. And you couldn’t even do that.”

Donghyuck was trapped between heaven and hell. The immeasurable divinity he felt under San’s every kiss, bite, touch and caress clashed with the sharpness of his lover’s words. He should have been able to do it. He should have kept his bratty mouth shut. He should have kept those mean and jealous words from spilling.

And yet he didn’t.

And now he would pay back what was due.

“I’m s-sorry… I’m so sorry h-hyung.”

Donghyuck’s struggled to voice his thoughts through the hiccups that infected his vocal cords, a side effect of the ever growing tension building within his core. Growing like a wildfire. A volcano simmering and stewing in its heat. Pressure building from within, awaiting for the prime moment to rupture and explode.

The sudden press of San’s hips against his shivering rear left Donghyuck’s sanity nearly depleted, with San as the only foundation left for him to mentally stand upon.

“You know… that was very bratty of you. To run your mouth to your dongsaengs like that.”

Each word from the elder became pronounced with a thrust of his hips into Donghyuck. The younger could barely maintain what little sanity he had left with every new bruising kiss to his core. Only tears could spill down his naked form as Donghyuck hid his face in shame and pleasure within the crook of San’s neck.

San eased his grip on his mate’s waist as his thrusts slowed to a halt, the elder’s nerves finally thawing with every sob Donghyuck struggled to hide. The elder’s once vexed demeanor crumbling under the weight of Donghyuck’s tears.

“Duckie… why didn’t you listen to me? I told you to trust me. To let me handle them. Why could you not do that… just this once?”

Pulling back to gather a look upon the other half of his soul, San would thank their current bodily position—with his cock cradled by the gods gift to him—for it was the only reason his heart didn’t shatter at the sight before him. Of his Donghyuck falling into the depths of his emotions, tears staining his cheeks and soft hiccups choking his baby.

“B-because….”

Donghyuck paused, taking a second to gather the last of his thoughts as a finger that wasn’t his own wiped away his tears. The younger’s grip on the elder didn’t falter in its desperation in being close to his mate, tightening as Donghyuck accepted the weight of San’s forehead upon his own. The two sharing a breath, with only each other in their entirety.

“Because you’re mine.”

Donghyuck barely spoke those words aloud when the sudden crush of San’s lips met his own. A warmth consumed Donghyuck further and further as he suddenly found himself enclosed between the sheets beneath him and San blanketing him completely.

And with barely a moment to catch his breath, Donghyuck felt San’s apology and adoration.

He felt San’s apology with the fingers that danced upon his skin. Traversing from its place upon his hips until it secured itself upon Donghyuck’s neck and jaw.

He felt San’s adoration when the elder’s other hand grasped Donghyuck’s cute cock. Fondling the adorable appendage, circling its head and stroking it to a desperate completion.

Donghyuck could only hold on tighter to his hyung before his lungs let loose a torrent of pleasured sighs. With his mind slowly ascending too high in the clouds and his release painting much of San’s navel white.

“My duckie.”

San almost chuckled at the way his words went unheard, as the now relaxing form of his boyfriend began to slip from its embrace to the elder. San was quick in maneuvering his love to lay limply upon their bed as he hovered over Donghyuck, like a beast delighting in its prey before completely devouring him.

“I-I… I sorry hyu-“

Donghyuck’s slurred words were cut off with another soulful kiss from San. The elder’s lips and tongue controlling the younger completely. Forever breathtaking, all consuming and irrevocably powerful in leaving San’s soul imprinted upon Donghyuck’s very own.

“I forgive you my duckie.”

And with those last few words, Donghyuck granted his beloved hyung a soft smile of acceptance before using the last of his strength to interlock his fingers with San’s as he awaited for more.

A sigh was all Donghyuck could grant San as the elder soon closed the space between the two.

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