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wooyoungmybelovedhusband · 1 year ago

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ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ #4

Requested by @ja3hwa

Warning/Content : Daddy kink, use of sex toys, degradation

A/n : since this is your first time reading an svt fic, you shall be introduced to daddy!gyu (AND OMG I'M SO NERVOUS AND EXCITED FOR YOUR REACTION I CAN'T)

Mingyu had you spread out on the bed, his hands grasping your shivering thighs in control. “Stay still babygirl.” His tone was stern, so were his movements as he thrusted the toy in and out of your squenching hole. “Remind me why I'm punishing you again, brat?”

You can barely comprehend his words were directed towards you until you feel a sharp burn on your skin caused by his hand. You moan from the pain and close around his hand only for the slap to be delivered to your thigh yet again.

“Don't make the consequences worse for yourself, how about you recite the one fucking rule you have. Which you just broke today.”

Mingyu's cock twitches against the bed when he sees arousal seep out of you while you clench around the plastic toy. “I-I mm-hm- I touched myself without you, Daddy.”

Mingyu's hand worked on the toy faster every word you uttered, “I-I'm hnng- I-I’m sorry daddy” Mingyu hummed under his breath, knowing what you were going to ask him next. “C-Can I cum?”

You would think Mingyu was done with his ministrations, for he always would give you what you want easily. But that wasn't the case today.

“Hold it princess. Be a good girl and wait till I allow you” You suddenly feel the intensity of the situation take over you as you feel your high approaching very soon. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes as you utter out low mewls and begs. “Hold it.” You hear his last order before your pussy starts clenching around the vibrating machine as spurts white cum leaks out of you.

“Just like I thought, fucking brat. Can't even make up for breaking the rules can you?” Mingyu's hand almost leaves a mark against your soft skin as he slaps your thigh harshly. “Maybe you don't wanna be a good girl do you? I don't think you deserve my cock baby”

His words instantly have you scrambling to pick up words and form a proper sentence.

“D-Daddy no-nonono p-please, w-want your cock pleasepleasepl-” Your begs are cut off with another slap on your thigh at the same area. “Can you do anything other than begging baby? Don't be such a pathetic slut.”

His words have you clench around nothing as you moan lowly. He slaps your thighs one last time before his hands part your sore thighs as far as humanely possible before whispering, “Guess I can make an excuse for your behavior today princess, my poor baby just wants cock doesn't she? Let's see if you can hold your orgasm till I cum this time.”

[Kinkmas]

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danielleargentino · 1 day ago

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blackbright stuff + rant for todayyy!!!! happy holidays everybody :))

christmas blackbright . hell yeah

silly doodles for a twitter thing.

ms paint thing i did in 10 minutes based on a song i really really like (luna roja by soda stereo). please listen to it i'm begging youuuu. if you do tell me your thoughts on the tags pleasepleaseple

very quick aziracrow gomens thing . not a fan but felt like sharing you know. whatever man. i might edit it later though

blackbright body hcs andd the little rant!! i've been thinking about them and how i want to interpret their relationship . so i've decided that my drawings will feature an au where bobby was kidnapped and rescued a short time after turnabout for tomorrow. very important warning i need to do research and stuff for this, these are just my initial thoughts on the matter. stuff will probably change.

he and simon reunite, they had worked together 7 years ago on some cases and met again much later a week before bobby's abduction (which was a bit before the events on dual destinies). now that they're meeting once more, feelings are weird and complex.

the phantom has affected them both a lot, the trauma is fresh and simon didn't even get a chance to process his feelings of betrayal before bobby appears again and now he's feeling so many things at once he thinks he might die. they have a slowburn that also goes super quick ? how do i explain it.

after a month or two, they impulsively move in together because they can't stand how lonely their respective houses are. they're pretty much the only ones who can understand each other, they need each other a lot; but they also feel like running away and from the other and hiding forever.

simon needs constant reassurance that bobby is himself and not the phantom; on occasions he can't look at him in the eyes, he feels unsafe with him at times and has to leave and look for other's company and comfort. still, he also wants to cling to bobby and never let him leave again, to know him properly, to learn to love him healthily.

bobby on the other hand feels horribly guilty, responsible for the things the phantom had done and the damage he'd caused simon even before taking his form. the way simon looks at him sometimes makes him feel dangerous, but because of that he needs to be there for simon, to help him heal, to give him all the love he's been deprived of.

they have to work a lot on their problems, attend a lot of therapy and take some time off work, and, slowly but surely, learn to trust and love each other.

aaghdhs whatever these are just sketchy thoughts please don't be mean if you don't like them i will cry a lot and die

same au, three years after aa5 just like in the previous picture because. i like to draw them healed and happy. but i will draw more of their process.

...about that, however, i won't be able to draw on my computer for like two weeks starting this saturday, since i'm going on vacation. i really hope i can buy a new drawing tablet when i come back, tho!

thank you if you read everything <3 wishing you all a happy new year in advance too!

#ace attorney #bobby fulbright #simon blackquill #blackbright #my art

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cloudstongue · 7 months ago

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i think i asked a pronouns question actially but idk if this was me bc of how it was worded soooo

but at the same time i do kindofsometimeschangemytypingstylesopeopledontknowitsme buttt i dont think id do it here ig

what are boxs pronouns hehehehe

i know he uses he/him but an ask used it/its and i wanna know if he uses those or not hehehehe

(He/him It/its they/them tbh I dont think hed care what pronouns you used but probably would prefer these 3)

#two sides #please dont fogure out who i am im begging you ill die if you figure oht #or #hint hont hint hint hint every 5 seconds get it pleasepleaseple

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giratinya · 1 year ago

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Please let him find happiness in the last DLC pleasepleaseple

#arven #arven pokemon #pokemon sv #ori's art

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ohno-the-sun · 8 months ago

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That feeling when you don’t want to force anybody to get into anything they don’t wanna

But also I’m vibrating in my seat like please guys please be just insane about this as me I beg you please please please please pleasepleaseple-

#I am literally thinking about my own fic rn #I- I wanna talk so much about it ya don’t even know #but Oughggh I can’t omg #aarrtarrehrharrgrgrgrrrrgrg #fishes babies angstangst

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hyunsvngs · 10 months ago

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content warning: masochist,gymrat(kinda),bf!hannie, sub!hanjisung, cockstepping, scratching (m. rec), hair pulling (m. rec), switch!reder, foot stuff (duh), dirty talk, degradation (m. rec), aftercare/ implied aftercare, safe word mentioned but not used

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“Jisung, why do you wanna get so big? Are you a masochist?” You eyed him as you both walk to your shared apartment.

“A.. a masochist?” He stops dead in his tracks, which has you turning to face him two feet away. The tips of his ears are turning the prettiest shade of pink and his boba eyes are so wide, mouth slightly agape.

“You’ve put on quite the muscle since I first met you a few years ago,” you begin, images of Jisung walking into your college mathematics class looking considerably toned, but slightly thin. A small smile finds it’s way onto your face as you finish your sentence, “and every New Year’s Day I ask you what your resolution is, but the answer is always the same.. ‘I wanna get bigger’.”

He looks down at his physique and makes a unsatisfied face. “I just don’t think my physique looks that nice,” he begins walking and grabs your hand to lead you on the sidewalk. You almost think you didn’t hear him correctly when he whispered “and maybe being sore feels really good.”

And heard him correctly you did.

A week later, Jisung asks you a question you never thought you’d hear.

“Hypothetically? Are we sure this is a hypothetical question, Hannie?” One of your eyebrows is raised out of suspension while he plays with a loose sting hanging from the bottom of his grey sweatpants shorts. You walk over to his figure on the couch from your previous position in the kitchen and sit next to him. His body sinks towards your weight, his face vulnerable.

“I thought about what you said.. and it makes sense. 1000%. I enjoy feeling pain. I like how it feels when I’m done doing a set of exercises, and I especially love being sore the next day. I just- I wanna try it. Please.” Jisung shifts his body so that he’s facing you, almost frantically. Like he can sense you pulling away, even though he knows you wouldn’t leave him because of this..maybe you would find him weird. He doesn’t want that either though.

“Are we talking barefoot? Sneakers? Boots? High heels?” Your head tilts and you even look away a little to think about what he would want as the first step.

“H-huh?” There’s no longer a pit in the bottom on his stomach, just whispers of heat beginning to stir under his waistband. He’s beginning to fall apart at the seams and nothing has even happened yet.

You had already toe-d off your house shoes before he realized what’s going on. “You can’t seriously be hard already.. we just started talking about it!” You laugh and he covers his semi with both of his hands. “I-I’m sorry baby.. sorry.”

Without a word, you slapped his hands. He knew what you wanted.. his hands away and to not return until told otherwise. He’s gripping and unclenching the couch cushion with anticipation and desperation, head already a little numb. It’s always easy to spot when he gets floaty- his ears and neck (even upper chest) become splotchy with a dusty pink hue, and his hands are restless.

“Hannie, you look so pretty like this. Can you tell me the safe word?” You stroke his cheek and wait for his answer. The word is spoken softly, almost like he is too scared to speak any louder- terrified he may ruin the mood after he built the courage to ask you such a question. “Perfect baby, sit up a little for me.”

Jisung sits up slightly, allowing you to remove his loose black shirt. His heated, splotchy chest looks like a masterpiece paired with his tanned skin; it invites you to places kisses against the muscle. Your right hand flies to his waist and dig your fingertips into him. He jerks at the feeling of your lips and hand- he wants, NO.. needs more.

“Please hurt me, pleasepleasepl- AH!” His hips lift from the cushion as he feels your teeth nip harshly at the skin next to this left nipple, your hand following to scratch at his side.

“Jisungie.. shhhh. Let me play with your body.” You whisper against him. You place your right hand on top on his clothed cock, and the most sinful and beautiful moans are coming out of his mouth. As quickly as your hand appeared, it disappeared and he makes his disappointment known. You shoot him a glare to shut him up and he listens. He knows you mean business right now- you always do when it comes to his pleasure.

At his side, next cushion over, you lean back on both hands and lift your right leg. Bent at the knee, ankle loose and foot firm, you hover it over Jisung’s hips. He’s watching your every move with scrunched eyebrows and mouth unhinged. The ball of your foot begins to press down on his erection, not stopping even though gravity has done all its work. The force starts to push into his bladder but still no mind, he’s now staring at you like you put the damn stars in the sky and you’re drenched. You can feel your panties sticking and it won’t get better from here because you know he won’t want to stop any time soon.

“Hannie, does it feel good? Or do you not want it to feel good?” Even you’re breathless.. the view you have looks straight out of some cheap porno. His red and bitten-raw lips open, his cheeks flush and his eyes heavily lidded with lust, even his labored breathing.

“Need more. More pain. Please” Voice cracking on his last word, you get up as fast as you possibly can. This newfound confidence in yourself after seeing what you can do for your boyfriend has you reeling. Jisung lets out a yelp of surprise when you grab a fist full of his hair and begin to drag him off the couch and to the center of the living room.

“Take off your shorts and lay down. Now. And I didn’t tell you to touch yourself, did I?” He had grabbed his base over his shorts when you tugged on his hair. He feels so pathetic like this, he could totally get off on this but he doesn’t want it to end soon. He stripped himself of his shorts and laid down on the carpet floor, even the navy blue underwear making for a great view against his thick thighs- threads stretched taught against the muscle.

The second his whole body made contact with the floor, you raised your right leg again. Bent at the knee but with a firm ankle and firm foot, you dug your heel into his cock. Jisung took in a sharp breath and a few moments later, released a shaky one. “Oh fuuuuuuuck!” His eyes rolled into the back of his head.

You’re dripping, and you’re about to lose your mind seeing Jisung strung out on the carpet like this. You don’t even wanna blink because you’re afraid you might miss the sight like he could disappear.

“How about this, Hannie? You like this shit?” You scoff, “What a fucking painslut. Getting off to me stepping on your dick.” You moved your ankle back and forth to dig into his skin even more and you can hear the carpet being scratched at. He is trying his hardest to stay grounded so he can feel this bliss for as long as he can, but you go just deep enough and he’s done.

“I’m gonna cum! Gonna cum!” He’s breathing frantically.

“Just from this??? This is all it takes, Hannie? Just need me to step on you??” You put as much weight into your right foot as you can for a few seconds to help him reach his orgasm.

“Yes! Yesyesyesyes! I’m cumming! Gonna come so hard!” He’s babbling and you watch him break.

His fingertips are white from digging into the carpet and his body twitches as his underwear becomes soaked with fluid. His moans and gasps are so loud you don’t doubt there would be a complaint or two tomorrow. There’s so much cum, you question if that’s all it is and nothing else. His back is arched in the prettiest curve and his neck is on display as if saying ‘I still need more, please bite me’. He stopped breathing towards the back end of his orgasm as if to prolong it (asphyxiation is something you will bring up another time).

The aftershocks are still hitting him when you drop to your knees next to his head. He’s so dazed and spacey. You give him a quick kiss to his forehead and tell him you’ll be back in a second. You come back with a new pair of underwear and a towel to wipe him with. You help him change and sit him up.

“You doing okay baby? How’s your penis? Does it hurt too much?” You ask while giving him a scalp massage, trying to relieve what you caused earlier.

Jisung shakes his head and whispers “I feel so good right now. Can we lay down on the couch?” You both make it to the couch and you offer to make him some food and get beverages. Only after 10 minutes of cuddling, kissing, and ‘i love you’s ’,does he allow you to do that.

“I know the initial conversation we had about this was about a week ago, but if it wasn’t obvious… I really like your physique, Jisung.” You say as you place the plates of food on the coffee table. Your cheeks heat up at the confession, but all he can think about is your lips on his body. He shoots you a quick smirk and says “Yeah, totally wasn’t obvious.”

OMGoMG i know i said hard thot (or was it hot thot????idek) LMAOOO i got carried away sorry <3 also the end is rushed but i hope you enjoyed

-✖️

Jjesus what

THIS BROKE MY BRIAN. i meant my brain but also

MY FAVE PART WAS THIS

"The force starts to push into his bladder but still no mind, he’s now staring at you like you put the damn stars in the sky and you’re drenched." holllly HOOOOOOLY THIS WAS SO GOOD. I WAS CHEERING MAKE HIM PEE MAKE HIM PEE MAKE HIM PEE!!

NO THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!! AHJDGKDGNJK

#juno’s asks ♡#✖️ anon 💌#asks: jisung

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