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sh1-n0bu · 1 year ago

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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 22: double dom with dan heng from hsr

warnings: two readers, cock/strap/shaft/length traditions, praise, degrading, double penetration, overstimulation, dacryphilia, creampie, squirting, oral, slapping, slight feminization, slight breeding, love confessions even though reader and dan heng are in relationship, shit gets messy

notes: if yall didnt like normal dan heng, yall dont deserve lunae. i die by this statement

“what a whore. look at him, squealing like he wants more”

“won’t you shut the fuck up? and don’t call dan heng ‘whore’ again unless you want to have your jaw broken”

all dan heng could do was let out a high pitched embarrassed squeal again as he comes on your hand again. his face was flushed red, all the way to his shoulders. bare skin covered in sweat, tears and drool as he tries to make sense of who it was that was fucking his hole open now.

it was weird to wake up to the noise of commotion. especially if the commotion was caused by two you. at first dan heng thought he was having some super weird dream. he tried slapping himself, pinching himself and even thought if his food or drink was spiked with something weird.

but no. none of it was sadly true and the situation he woke up to was very much real. there, standing over the side of the bed were two [name]s. exact carbon copies of one another except one was cussing the other out more while the other was calm and collected. but the calm one was losing their shit more and more as the other [name] spits curses at them.

somehow, it ends up in this little competition between the two [name]s to see which one can fuck him better.

one was gentle with him. coaxing him gently, peppering kisses on his neck and whispering soothing words in his ear. praising him for how pretty he looks, how he was so beautiful and ethereal, how he was doing such a good job as dan heng gags and chokes around your cock. saliva slipping from the side of his mouth, slipping down his chin as his whines get muffled with your length down his throat, causing slight bulge in them.

the other was mean. degrading him, calling him a filthy whore for letting himself get used by two [name]s. a fucking slut for willingly opening his legs wide and allowing his cute puckering hole to get fucked over and over. their strap pushing their own cum deeper inside him, pushing him into impossible, near painful positions as dan heng cries fat globs of tears. he never knew that his lover could be mean. even more, he didn’t knew that he would be so damn turned on by the mean slaps to his inner thigh, making him squeal and clench around the mean one like a harlot.

dan heng didn’t knew which one to focus on. all he could do was lay there on the bed. spread out with his inner thighs and ass red from the mean one’s slaps. his own cum painting his stomach as he sobs in a twisted sense of pain and pleasure. he felt so full, he was so sure that he was going to bend the biology of a vidyadhara and get pregnant.

by the mean [name] or by the gentle [name], he didn’t knew. he couldn’t even tell if the one who was keeping his legs open as he trashes and whimpers of feeling so full is his own [name] of this reality.

“you’re doing it wrong. fuck him hard like you mean it, dumb fuck. look at him. he’s getting my hard work all over the place!”

a voice hisses, angry and annoyed by the sound of it. a hand comes to knead his sore ass, making dan heng let out a choked whimper and cling to the other one tighter. ah, the one whose cock was inside him right now was the gentle one.

“guunck—! puh-please… can’t… i can’t take more… please please pleaseplease—! [n-name], you’re gonna break me… aaanh♡︎!!” dan heng lets out a loud moan. shrill and drawn out like a girl’s as his thighs shake from where they’re wrapped around your waist.

clinging to the gentle one was his only source of comfort and grounding. if not, dan heng was sure that his mind will break and his brain would get fried from the overwhelming amount of pleasure and pain.

“shut up, slut. you’re going to have to take everything if you want to decide who’s the winner here” the angry one grunts, kneading his already red and sore ass before slapping him again. dan heng twitches, bucking his hips as he tries to escape the mean one’s hold on him only to grind your cock against his prostate. he was shooting blanks from just that. body too overstimulated to keep going. but he wanted to. the sick perverted part of his mind wanted to feel the pain.

spreading his asscheeks apart with both hands, the poser takes a moment. eerily silent and calm faced as they watch the both of your mixed cum slowly ooze out of his loose hole, dripping down onto the mattress below. it created more wet stain in the already messed up mattress. but it also gave the poser an idea.

all the while you whispered of love and gentle reassurances into the ruined man’s ear, the other you shuffle closer until their chest was flush against dan heng’s back. the faraway look in his teary eyes, the old tearstains and the drool covering his chin was more than enough proof that dan heng was far gone. mind filled with statics as he can only take and take and take whatever’s given to him.

“hey, shift him a bit and pull out until your tip, will you?” the other you says, tapping your hips. for a moment, you just wanted to tell your doppelgänger to fuck off and go back to their own reality. but the excited look in their eyes got you sighing as you fulfill what they asked.

pulling out until only your tip is inside his gaping hole, you whisper more sweet nothings to dan heng when he whimpers at the feeling. he was already so spent. he possibly can’t handle what your other half was planning. but you were possessive and that trait mixed with a feeling of wanting to prove that you’re worth dan heng made you simply shut up.

fingering the dripping cum back inside his twitching warm walls, your doppelgänger hooks a finger at his loose hole. slowly spreading him out more and more, little by little, you were too slow to realize until dan heng was trashing about, sobbing and crying about how he was going to break until his jaws go slack in a silent scream. his spent cock squirting over his tummy again.

“t-too much… break… ‘m gonna breakkk aanh aahg ghiick♡︎ gyaack! c-cocks mmmgh uungh—! too much♡︎♡︎!”

the reserved and deadly guard of the astral express, shaking his head as he cries, creating new tear stain marks as he drools all over himself. great amount of his own cum staining his stomach, hair stuck to his forehead as he sweats all over. each time his mouth opens, it’s to let out shrill, girlish moans and squeals. the sound lewd and downright pornographic as it draws out, followed by the sound of two cocks sinking deeper into his tight and eager hole inch by inch.

“fuck—! mmgh so fucking tight, i can’t even move my hips. see that? that’s my cute little breeding bitch. cunt all tight and eager as always” your doppelgänger chuckles, hands coming up to twist and pull at his sensitive, swollen nipples. dan heng shakes his head furiously, denying the poser’s words with all his heart.

it was when your poser placed a kiss on his neck, ready to bite him and mark his skin did he let out a noise of denial. placing his trembling hand over their face, he shoves them away with what little strength did he had left. clinging to your form tightly with his chest flush against yours, you were glad that it was dan heng who protested. because if he hadn’t you would have broken more than just a few bones.

“uhnn!! not [name]! n-not my [name]!” dan heng whines, clinging to you with a vice grip. the thought of being marked by someone else — even if said someone else was technically [name] from another reality — dan heng hated it. he hated the idea of carrying someone else’s love bite on him, if not his own [name].

“not my [name]… i love you… i love you, [name]! mine, only mine! only m-my [name] gets to fuck a baby in me—♡︎!” before you could even make sense of his slurred blabbering words, dan heng passes out. face serene, forehead resting on your shoulder as he continues to grip onto you even in his unconscious state.

ah, the feeling of being in love and loving in return. but that aside, it’s time to punch this annoying doppelgänger of yours before taking care of your unconscious darling—

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pinkanonwrites · 1 year ago

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Hello! Can I get nsfw headcanons of Bayverse Optimus and human s/o? Thank you!

It's been a while since I've seen the Bayverse movies, but I'll do my best to do this justice!

Bayverse Optimus/Human Reader NSFW HCs

NSFW Below the cut!

Bayverse Optimus has been pretty battered down by humanity. Physically, mentally, emotionally, the ways they've hurt him and the bots he cares about have worn him down and grated away at his kindness and love of all sentient beings. And yet, you'd never be able to tell that with the way he touches you.

His control over his own strength when it comes to you is extreme. He knows how easy it would be for him to really hurt you, to injure you. But he's careful enough to be able to tease you as much as you need, toy with you as much as you actually enjoy.

Part of him feels he should be more ashamed with how much he enjoys holding control over you. But when you're writhing beneath his digits, begging him for either more pleasure or more pain, it's easy for him to shove that shame somewhere far into the back of his processor.

You're eager to offer him pleasure in return, and though the size difference forces you both to be a little more creative he enjoys whenever you explore his more sensitive wires and cables with your tiny hands, or grind your smooth, soft body along the length of his dripping spike.

#transformers #transformers bayverse #optimus prime x reader #transformers x reader #optimus prime #valveplug #pink chat #asks #themaskismyface

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tom-foolery-incorporated · 2 months ago

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Worst option; Optimus walks in on Soundwave and Shockwave with the reader as they're fucking

Like, sure, he knows they're safe now, no issue there

But Soundwave reads his mind and suddenly, Optimus is considerably less safe than before

He's very sorry about his sweaty censor bar thoughts. Soundwave wishes bots and cons alike would stop perving on his S/O, they're married ffs, and tbh he doesn't want to see that. He did not need those images in his head

Bout to go blitzo nuts on this

Soundwave x reader, gender neutral AFAB reader, racially ambiguous, slight Optimus Prime x reader, fingering, size kink, creampie, exhibitionism, voyeurism

Optimus was a guest as strange as that sounds. Him and the Autobots were guests to Megatron and his lackeys as the two sort out this whole ordeal.

The Autobots kidnapped you with the best intentions. You were cooped up in Shockwave’s lab by yourself. How could Mirage not be led to believe you were one of the sick scientist’s test subjects? Your kicking and screaming was strange but surely that must just be the trauma from what you went through!

The way you begged to be let back to your husbands surely must just be some form of Stockholm syndrome or perhaps some sort of meddling inside of your mind done by Soundwave?

Wait.

Husbands?

The whole ordeal turned from the Autobots feeling heroic in rescuing a sweet human to the horror of realization when Ratchet tested the ring on your finger; spark casing from two different mechs.

Now Optimus had to clean up this entire mess for the sake of the Autobots’ PR as well as trying to deescalate the war further and figure out what to do with Shockwave’s research. Research he caught Wheeljack’s cooling fans blaring over. While Powerglide had Astoria and it was no secret that they were sexually active with each other, actual research on interspecies relationships between Cybertronians and humans was brand new.

What would happen if the greater human population heard word of this? Cybertronians sexual deviants who only came to earth to pray on helpless humans? You a traitor to your species and planet to court not one but two Decepticons? The whole thing was a meas that made Optimus’ processor ache.

He wanted nothing more than to visit the showers and wash the day off of his plating then return to his assigned habsuite with his fellow Autobots and plan for another stressful day filled with perverted allegations.

While Optimus’ processor mulled over the travesty that was the WaveWave Husband Scandal, as Bumblebee had named it, he didn’t pay much attention to which door he opened until he was greeted with a sight that would forever be burned into his optics.

Soundwave lounged on a berth with his slick coated spike flopped out of his modesty plate and onto his thigh. You were snug against his frame with your legs spread so wide little was left to the imagination. Two blue metal digits from the servo of the same arm that was supporting your body against Soundwave’s pushed in and out of your squelching hole.

You were so wet Optimus wasn’t sure if the human body was capable of safely producing fluids to such a capacity until he saw the ring of pink all too familiar fluid leak around Soundwave’s digits. Soundwave was fucking his own release back into your pretty little hole.

“Your performance was excellent,” Soundwave cooed into your ear. His mask was slipped away into his helm so he could lay soft kisses across your face and torso.

“Please!” You cried with your head thrown back.

“I will keep you stretched for Shockwave’s return,” Soundwave groaned before biting into your side.

You whined out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Too much.” Despite how pained you sounded you humped Soundwave’s fingers as they dipped and swam around in your thoroughly used hole.

You were beautiful.

Optimus understood the appeal of humans and understood why so many of the Autobots were now interested in pursuing interspecies relationships much like Powerglide. Humans were so small and soft. Cute fuzzy bodies that look like that could barely handle being spiked down by a minibot. But seeing this copulation between Cybertronian and human right before him, Optimus couldn’t help the greedy thoughts that pushed aside his stressful day and replaced it with images of you stretched beyond belief and begging for his overload.

“We were so worried,” Soundwave purred giving you a harsh thrust of his fingers. “We were led to believe you were offlined by a fellow Decepticon or by the Autobots.”

Optimus would never. He would never lay a finger on your precious head. Not when you continued to make such cute noises. Please keep sounding like that while he pushes his spike to the base inside you. Your soft stomach extending to make room for such a large intrusion. Optimus imaged laying his servo over your torso like a blanket and feeling how he shifted the insides of your body with his cock.

“I was so scared,” you whined grabbing onto whatever part of Soundwave you could.

Scared? Of the Autobots? Optimus felt a sharp twinge in his spark at the idea. He never wanted to scare you. He never wanted to see any human hurt or scared by his kind. Optimus only wanted to see your face smiling up at him as you shiver in delight through your orgasm. Your own juices gushing like they are now but mixed with his own release instead of-

Suddenly a thought that wasn’t his own permeated through Optimus’ mind. A feeling of pure rage and unadulterated lust for violence.

His panicked optics made contact with the glaring red of Soundwave’s visor.

The mech pulled you closer to his frame and sat up straight bringing his other servo to cover your nude form.

“Prime,” the way Soundwave growl echoed in his helm made Optimus’ battle protocols twitch in preparation for a confrontation.

You still remained unaware of the psychic confrontation happening before you. Your hips still pushed and gyrated against Soundwave’s fingers like it was the only movement you knew.

The leader of the Autobots put his servos up in a calming motion as he backed away hoping you wouldn’t turn and be frightened by his presence.

As gently as a 20 foot mech could, Optimus backed out of the habsuite letting the metal door slip closed with an electric hum.

The noise made you perk up believing Shockwave had returned but you were only met with an empty room where your other lover’s purple form should have been.

“Wha-“ you were cut off by Soundwave trailing his glossa up your chest.

“Nothing to worry about,” Soundwave mumbled between kisses to your skin. He rubbed the spongy spot at the top of your vaginal walls making you buck your hips and moan out his name.

You had been through enough involving the Autobots. All Soundwave wanted for you was to have you writhing in desperate pleasure.

#transformers #soundwave x reader #optimus prime x reader #valveplug #valveplug x reader #optimus prime #soundwave #transformers x reader #transformers x reader valveplug #optimus prime valveplug #soundwave valveplug

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redvexillum · 5 months ago

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Listen @nyx91 I'm not well versed in the realm of writing a threesome. So, I did my best.

TAGS/WARNING: AFAB!reader, threes♡me, d♡uble penetrati♡n, rough ♡ral s♡x, rough cunniling♡s, hair pulling, an♡l sex, p in v, d♡cryphilia, multiple ♡rgasm (f!receiving), over-stimulation, sobbing, begging, d♡m/sub, sub!reader, sq♡irting, reader gets their brain f♡cked out, rough s♡x, b♡ndage

The tendrils of shadows coiled around your wrists like snakes, slithering up your arms until they pinned you helplessly to the bed. Their grip was firm, almost possessive. Your breath caught in your throat, chest rising and falling in uneven gasps, as your gaze darted between the eerie glow of Vox’s blue screen and Alastor’s piercing red eyes, watching you hungrily from the darkness.

A sudden chill prickled across your skin as thin, metallic wires wrapped around your ankles, cool and unyielding, spreading your legs apart with deliberate slowness. Your body trembled, nipples hardening from both the icy air and the rush of sensation flooding through you. The slickness between your thighs grew shamefully, your cunt betraying you as it throbbed, anticipating what was to come.

Footsteps echoed across the wooden floor, sharp and calculated, until the familiar weight of claws dug into your cheeks. Alastor’s grasp was commanding as he tilted your head back, forcing your eyes to meet his. The ticking radio dials were a cruel rhythm that matched the sinister gleam in his gaze.

“What was that, dear?” he hissed, his voice dripping with dark amusement. He tugged your face towards him, making your shoulders strain from where your wrists were bound above you.

“I...I just wanted...” your voice faltered, breath catching once more as Vox’s fingers slid inside you unexpectedly, stretching your aching core with a rhythm that was both torturous and electrifying. Each plunge was punctuated by the wet, obscene sound of your slick, the noise amplifying in the oppressive quiet of the room.

Alastor’s smile widened, mocking. “Eugh, Vox, must you really reward her insolence?”

“Reward?” Vox’s chuckle was low and dangerous, his thumb pressing hard against your swollen clit, making you jolt violently, your body unable to contain the sharp spike of pleasure that shot through you. “Oh, I don’t think she’s seeing this as much as a reward, do you?” His voice dropped to a whisper as he circled your sensitive bud again, dragging another strangled cry from your lips.

It was too much – pleasure and pain, an exquisite blend that left your body trembling, every nerve bursting to life with sensation. “Ngh - pl – pl-” you stammered, hips twitching, desperate to escape and yet needing more at the same time. Your cry was swallowed as your body arched, caught in the maddening whirl of overstimulation.

Alastor hummed thoughtfully, his sharp claws ghosting down the length of your neck, trailing over your collarbone before pinching one of your nipples with cruel precision. You gasped, the pain sharp but twisting into something delicious as it mingled with Vox’s relentless thrusts and the pressure on your clit.

Tears welled at the corners of your eyes, your vision blurring as your mind struggled to keep up with the overwhelming assault of your senses. Alastor’s hands worked your breasts mercilessly, squeezing and twisting your nipples, while Vox curled his fingers inside you, hitting that spot deep within that made you see stars.

Your body couldn’t take it anymore. The pressure building inside snapped like a tightly wound coil, your back arching violently as your mouth opened in a silent scream. Your release crashed over you in waves, your body spasming helplessly under their touch.

But as the tremors of your orgasm subsided, Vox withdrew his fingers abruptly, leaving you gasping, your slick clinging to him as he pulled away. His voice was a low growl, vibrating with dark satisfaction. “Now you’ve done it...who gave you permission to come?”

“You mean my permission,” Alastor scoffed, his dark grin widening as his gaze bore into you, predatory and gleaming with amusement. That familiar shiver coursed through you, his sinister energy wrapping around your body like a vice.

You rolled your eyes in defiance. “There you guys go again,” you muttered under your breath, regretting it almost instantly when you felt the sharp intensity of Alastor's red eyes fixating on you, the weight of his anger palpable.

“Is that why you’ve been such a brat lately, my dear?” His voice shifted, higher, mocking. The sound of zippers slowly undoing cut through the room, a tell-tale sign of what was to come. “You sent letters to both of us, didn’t you? Now, what was is that you wrote?” His smile turned menacing, his grin cutting through his cheeks.

Vox’s voice chimed in, repeating your words like they were the punchline of a joke. “Why don’t you fuck and make up, you old farts,” he drawled, his deep tone laced with amusement.

A wave of heat surged through your body, the embarrassment spreading from your flushed cheeks down to your chest. It had sounded so much better in your head when you wrote it. Now, in front of them, if felt immature. You shot a pleading look toward Vox, hoping for some reprieve. He was always softer with you compared to Alastor, more indulgent when Alastor revelled in pushing you to the brink.

“That’s because you two were having a pissing match, and I didn’t want to be in the middle anymore!” you exclaimed, squirming against the binds that held you captive. Your plea hung in the air, but you could see from Alastor’s expression that he was far from convinced.

“Oh? So, you thought it wise to snub me when I specifically asked you to come to my bedroom last night?” Alastor’s voice dripped with disdain, his tentacles undulating as they slithered across your body, binding your wrists behind your back. With a firm shove, he pushed you upright, his cock now in full view – thick, rigid, and the angry tip already slick with pre-cum. It pressed insistently against your cheek, hot and demanding.

“I asked Vox to go instead,” you mumbled, the words barely leaving your mouth before Alastor’s fingers curled tightly into your hair. He yanked your head forward, forcing you to face him, his cock brushing against your lips.

“Suck,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for disobedience.

“Hmph.” You closed your mouth defiantly, turning your head away with a stubborn pout. “No.”

Alastor’s eyes darkened dangerously at your rebellion, and you could feel the tension rising between the two of them. You knew you were playing with fire, but the constant feud between them – the passive-aggressive digs, the battle for dominance – was exhausting. You wanted them to stop. “Not until you two make up with each other. Maybe fuck out all that frustration.”

A screech of static and white noise filled the room, both Alastor’s and Vox’s displeasure evident. You winced at the sound, realizing just how much you’d overstepped. Perhaps discussing this in the middle of the bedroom, bound and at their mercy, wasn’t your wisest choice. But before you could even begin to back track, Vox’s voice cut through the air, dark and teasing.

“Oh, baby doll,” he cooed, his tone dripping with danger. “It sounds like you’re asking for a punishment from the both of us.”

Before you could protest, his long, serpentine tongue slid up your swollen cunt, the sensation jolting through your already sensitive body like a lightning bolt. You yelped, the sound muffled as Alastor took the opportunity to shove his cock into your mouth. The heady, intoxicating scent of him filled your senses as you instinctively began to suck, the weight of him pressing against your tongue, thick and unrelenting.

"Any drama I have with Vox is none of your concern,” Alastor growled, his words vibrating against your skin as he pushed further into your mouth, making you take every inch. “I’m sure my old pal agrees with me,”

Vox’s wet, obscene slurp echoed from between your legs, his tongue devouring your slick heat with fervour. He paused for a moment, his eyes meeting yours with a wicked gleam. “That’s right, baby. You just need to be a good little girl for us,” he rasped, his breath hot against your thighs. “Let us fuck you whenever we want, and open that pretty pussy for me.” His clawed fingers stretched you open, the sharp edges of them making you shudder as you felt the pain and pleasure mingling together.

Alastor’s breath hitched as your tongue expertly swirled around the head of his cock, your mouth working him with practised ease. “In less...crude terms,” he grunted, pulling back only to thrust deeper, the tight space of your throat accommodating him as you gagged, “we fulfill each other’s desires. That’s all that matters.”

His hips snapped forward, his balls slapping against your chin as he filled your mouth completely, the sensation overwhelming as you struggled to keep up. Every thrust pushed you further, your mind spinning from the sensory overload – Vox's tongue dragging you toward another orgasm, Alastor’s cock hitting the back of your throat with precision, the two of them taking control of every part of you.

You moaned around Alastor’s length, the sound vibrating through your throat as your body convulsed, teetering on the edge of another release, knowing you were completely at their mercy.

You had always known where you stood with them, perfectly slotting into the role they craved – a partner who could resist just enough to make the submission sweeter, but ultimately, their good little cock sleeve. The arrangement worked, and lately, you couldn’t help but notice the shift in their dynamic. Maybe this new obsession with taking you together was their way of rebuilding their bond, using your body as the bridge between their fractured relationship.

Alastor’s hand tangled in your hair, pulling you back as his cock slipped free from your lips, slick with your spit. You barely had time to catch your breath before Vox’s thick, wet tongue plunged into your aching cunt, delving deep and curling inside you, exploring every inch of your soaked core. “Oh, fuck,” you gasped, your shoulders burning from being tied together, your legs trembling as they spread wide to accommodate him.

Alastor’s voice slithered through the haze of pleasure, teasing. “Are you going to cum again, dear?” His hand stroked his length, the heavy head of his cock tapping against your lips, demanding entrance. “Are you going to cry and cum all over Vox’s tongue?”

Your breathing was ragged, your chest rising and falling as the pressure built inside, another orgasm so close on the heels of the first. The edges of your vision blurred, your mind growing fuzzy, consumed by the sensations flooding your body. You nodded weakly, unable to speak, knowing you were on the verge of tipping over the edge.

As the peak hit, your cry turned into a scream, your body convulsed, desperate to curl way from the relentless assault of Vox’s tongue, but Alastor was quicker. His cock thrust into your mouth with a rough shove, silencing your scream as the orgasm ripped through you. Your moans were muffled around his thick shaft, your saliva dripping messily from your lips as you gagged and swallowed, the raw intensity of pleasure overwhelming.

When Alastor finally eased his grip on your hair, you collapsed back onto the bed, the mattress creaking beneath your weight. Your thighs trembled uncontrollably, hips jerking with the aftershocks of pleasure that still pulsed through your body. Tears mixed with the saliva on your face, your eyes rolling back as you struggled to steady your breath.

But there was no reprieve. You were barely aware of your body being shifted until you felt the solid warmth of Alastor’s chest pressing against your back. His lips ghosted over the shell of your ear, the curve of his smile unmistakable as he whispered, “It seems it’s my turn to punish your ass today, dear.”

A hot breath ghosted across your neck, and then you felt it – the blunt tip of Alastor’s cock pressing insistently against your tight ring. Your eyes widened in panic, your body instinctively tensing as a high-pitched whine escaped your lips. “T-too much,” you gasped, even though you knew what was coming. They had done this countless times, and every time, they left you wrecked – completely soaked by both their release and your own.

“Oh, we know,” Vox’s deep voice rumbled from above, his hands bracketing either side of you and Alastor as he hovered over you. He didn’t hesitate. In one fluid motion, his thick cock drove into your slick, waiting pussy, stretching you wide with a sudden, powerful thrust. Your head fell back in a cry of agonizing pleasure, your body already trembling from the heat of it, your nerves tingling from the sheer fullness.

“Ah, that’s it, baby,” Vox groaned, sinking into you to the hilt, his cock throbbing inside your tight walls. “You squeeze me so fucking good.” His voice was a dark, satisfied purr, every word dripping with lust.

Bound and helpless, your wrists tied behind your back and pressed against Alastor’s stomach, you squirmed between them. Alastor’s voice was a low, dangerous murmur in your ear, his cock now teasing your other entrance. “We’re not stopping, dear, not until you’ve learned to be a good...” His tip pressed against your tight opening, pushing just inside, the pressure maddening. “Obedient...” His breath hitched as he thrust deeper, sliding into your ass in one swift, brutal motion. “Girl.”

You screamed, the sound raw and desperate, your body overwhelmed by the twin sensations of being filled to the brim. The stretch was almost too much, but at the same time, it felt so unbearably good. Your cunt clenched tight around Vox’s cock as Alastor’s length pushed deeper into you, the two of them moving in tandem, leaving no space for you to catch your breath.

Vox let out a guttural groan, his eyes rolling back as he revelled in the feeling of your cunt pulsing around him, the thin wall separating him from Alastor’s cock rubbing against his own. “Fuck, that’s right, baby. So, fucking tight, so fucking perfect.” He thrust harder, deeper, his hips slamming against yours as you writhed beneath them.

Alastor’s curses were hot against your ear, his body trembling with the force of his restraint, both moving in sync as they claimed you together. You could barely think, barely breathe, your mind reduced to nothing but the overwhelming sensations of being filled, completely owned by the two Overlords who had you at their mercy.

Every thrust, every movement drove you closer to the brink, your body unable to hold back as another orgasm built within you, threatening to shatter you all over again. They didn’t stop, didn’t slow, driving you higher and higher until there was nothing left but the raw, aching pleasure of being utterly devoured by them both.

Vox leaned down, hips lips capturing yours in a deep, hungry kiss, his tongue invading your mouth and making you taste yourself on him. The heat of it, the slick, possessive way his tongue curled against yours, muffled your moans as his cock, along with Alastor’s, continued to ravage you.

Their relentless thrusts filled you to the brink, stretching you in ways that had you teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Alastor’s hot breath tickled your ear, tiny, almost imperceptible moans escaping him as he pumped into you from behind.

Your body trembled, overwhelmed. You knew you wouldn’t last long – not with the way they were fucking you, both cocks hammering against every sensitive spot inside you. The remnants of your previous orgasms still echoed through your core, heightening every sensation, making it impossible to hold back as another wave of pleasure crashed over you.

Vox’s pace quickened, his balls slapping against you and Alastor. The rhythm between the two men dissolved into chaos, each thrust growing more frantic. Sometimes they filled you at the same time, their thick cocks stretching your pussy and ass simultaneously, and other times they alternated, the sensation driving you wild.

Vox pulled back from the kiss, panting heavily, his lips wet with your shared saliva. His head fell back as he continued to pound into you like a man possessed. “Oh, fuck, fuck,” he moaned, his voice low and breathless. “So fucking right, both of you...feels so fucking good.”

Alastor let out a rare, soft moan in response, his usually composed demeanour slipping. The wet, lewd sounds of your soaked pussy and their hard cocks slamming into you filled the room, the air thick with the smell of sex and sweat.

Your head fell back, resting against Alastor’s shoulder as the orgasm built inside you, threatening to consume you whole. You screamed as it hit, your voice raw and hoarse, your body convulsing weakly this time around.

The intensity of it shattered you, warm liquid spraying from your cunt, drenching Vox and dripping down onto Alastor’s cock. Your heart pounded, your chest heaving as the pleasure tore through you, leaving you trembling and slick with sweat, your back sliding against Alastor’s chest.

Vox grunted, still thrusting through your orgasm, the wet sound of his cock fucking into you louder now. “Oh, fuck, baby doll, is that for us?” His voice was rough, teasing, as he continued to drive into you. “You squirting just for us?” His words sent another ripple of pleasure through you, the sensation overbearing, overwhelming.

“Heh, Alastor, come on, I know you want to blow your load,” Vox taunted, his voice strained as he fought to hold back.

Alastor’s breath hitched, his hips slamming into you harder, his cock stretching your ass with every thrust. “Why don’t you come first?” he rasped, his voice dark with lust. “I can smell how close you are.”

Your body was limp, utterly spent, but they didn’t stop. Both of them pushed you further, Vox’s hips snapping against you, his movements sending delicious jolts of pleasure through your overstimulated body. The pressure on your clit, the friction, was too much, too good. You were already nearing the edge again.

“Pl-please, I can’t, I can’t,” you sobbed, tears spilling down your flushed cheeks, your body shaking with exhaustion and pleasure.

Vox chuckled darkly, leaning in to whisper, “Oh, baby doll, you just sealed your fate.”

Alastor’s tongue flicked out, tracing along your cheek to collect your tears, his hum of approval sending shivers down your spine. A low, feral growl rumbled deep in his chest, and you felt him swell inside you. Your ass stretched further as Alastor’s cock grew, his control slipping as the sheer size of him pushed you to your limits.

That was Vox’s undoing. With a strangled curse, he came firm, his hot release flooding your pussy, filling you with a deep, satisfying warmth, Alastor’s hips slammed into you with a final, brutal thrust, his cock pulsing as he followed suit, spilling his thick cum into your ass with the same ferocity. The two men groaned, their bodies trembling against yours, their cocks twitching as they emptied themselves inside you.

The sensation of being so full, of both of them throbbing within you, sent another shiver of pleasure through your body. Your breathing was ragged, harsh, as you tried to come down from the high, but they didn’t give you a moment to recover. Their cocks softened, slipping from you, and you let out a small, breathy moan as the sensation of their hot cum spilling from both holes sent one last wave of pleasure rippling through you.

You barely registered the binds around your wrists loosening, your body too spent to move. All you could feel was the heat of their cum dripping from you, your holes convulsing weakly as they expelled the remnants of their release. Your mind was foggy, lost in the haze of exhaustion and pleasure, the only thing anchoring you to reality being the sight of their satisfied, devilish, smirking faces.

You were completely spent, utterly wrecked, your body trembling and slick with sweat and cum. Every muscle ached, and your mind was swimming in a fog of pleasure and exhaustion. Yet, as you lay there, barely able to catch your breath, it was clear from the gleam in their eyes—they weren’t done with you yet.

Alastor's fingers brushed against your cheek, deceptively gentle for someone who had just ravaged you so thoroughly. His grin widened, a dark promise lingering in the curve of his lips. “Oh, darling," he cooed, voice dripping with dangerous sweetness, "you didn’t think we were finished, did you?”

Vox’s chuckle rumbled from somewhere behind you, and you felt the bed shift as he moved, his presence hovering close. “You see,” he drawled, his voice low and teasing, “we still need to teach you a little lesson about what happens when you decide to act like a brat.”

And as Alastor’s hand curled possessively around your throat, and Vox’s lips pressed against your shoulder, you realized you weren’t just at their mercy—you were craving it.

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cheolism-archive · 2 years ago

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an ode to m(ingyu)abs

✧ kim mingyu x f!reader ✧ summary: riding gyu's abs. that's it! ✧ wc is approx 1.17k ✧ warnings: MDNI. smut, riding abs, clit stimulation, fingering the clit (!!). taking photos during sex, dirty talking, bodily fluids (wet pussy and sweat). multiple orgasms, sensitivity. mingyu's hands. no dom/sub tones until the end teehee. descriptions of female anatomy and use of "good girl/pretty girl/princess" etc. ✧ grammar warning: ik "grinded" isn't the correct past term of the word "grind" but i fucking hate the concept of using "ground" as the past tense so i'm rewriting the english language thanks <3 ✧ author's note: pls take a moment to reblog/send an ask if you enjoyed!! thank u for reading ^^

his grip on your hips was strong, and you could feel the tips of Mingyu's fingernails as they dug into your skin -- not deep enough to cause any true pain, but just enough to send a soft spike of pleasure and stimulation through you.

like you needed any more -- stimulation, that is.

your ears were flooded with your loud gasps and high whimpers, and you would be ashamed -- had been in the past -- if it weren't for mingyu's own gasps and moans. he was just as loud as you despite him getting no real relief; it was as if your pleasure was enough for him.

you could feel his skin beneath your hands as you grinded down on his abdomen. his tanned skin was slick with sweat and your juices, and you could feel the flex of his abs beneath your hands whenever he clenched, offering you more of a harsh surface to grind down upon. his abs beneath your cunt were soaked even more than the rest of him, your cunt drenching him to the point where, when you grinded down on his body and slid your cunt along him, you got no resistance.

and your eyes -- your eyes were feasting.

mingyu was laid beneath you, a complete mess. his dark curls were matted with sweat and sticking to his forehead, his thick brows furrowed together. mingyu's sweet brown eyes constantly flickered about, from your face to your hips to your cunt and repeating. his mouth was wide open, the concept of quieting himself and muffling his pleasure completely foreign; and so his every sound was loud, his pleasure sending more and more juices from your cunt.

a thick drop of sweat curled around his temple before dropping to his chest. instinctively you put your hand over it, covering his soaked tit, nails scraping.

he moaned your name, nails digging into your flesh. "pretty girl," he gasped, voice slightly hoarse. "such a pretty girl, my pretty girl."

"yours," you whined, hands pressing down onto his chest. you shifted forward, angling so your clit brushed against his abdomen. mingyu clenched his tummy and you couldn't help but gasp. immediately, desperately, you were grinding down on him, heat flooding through you, arms trembling. "gyu --"

"'s okay," he mumbled, lisp sliding around the words. mingyu shifted, large hands spreading over you. he ran them over your stomach, your hips. the tips of his fingers brushed along the curve of your tits, not quite touching, but still was just enough to send sparks through your body.

mingyu's hands went back to your hips. and then he was taking control, moving you so your cunt was flat against his stomach and ensuring that your clit rubbed against him with every single move. he led you into a rhythmic grind, thumbs pressing into your stomach while the rest of his fingers dug into your back.

"that's a good girl," he whined, sucking his lip beneath his teeth. "good girl. soaking my tummy with your cunt, painting it all pretty with your pussy."

"gyu --" his name was a moan, leaving your lips in a rush. your mouth fell open, the pleasure sinking into your bones and making your whole body lax with it.

"that's it," he murmured. one of his hands traveled up your body, though he didn't stop leading your hips. he ran his nails over your tit, the sensation sending tingles down your spine, before he wrapped his fingers around your nipple and tugged.

the pleasure-pain was all you needed. it took only a few more tugs of your nipple for your orgasm to travel through you. it wasn't as harsh as your other ones, wasn't like a crashing of the ocean against a cliff. instead it traveled over your body like the gentle tides of the ocean at noon while your cunt began to spasm around nothing, clit throbbing and heart hammering.

"good girl," mingyu praised you, lips curling softly. he shoved his hand up beneath the pillow, withdrawing his phone. mingyu angled his phone and you could hear the shutter of the camera as he took each picture.

click. a picture of his abs, soaked with the juices spilled from your pussy.

click. a picture of your thighs on either side of him, making sure to angle the phone so it caught the slick drenching his tummy and your thighs.

click. a whimper escaped you when his other hand went to your cunt. he pushed you back just enough so he could move his fingers to your pussy, using two of them to spread your pussy lips so he could take a picture of your wet cunt.

"gyu," you sobbed, sucking your bottom lip. his eyes met yours. "you've taken enough photos, gyu, please."

for a moment a look flickered over his face. it was one of satisfaction, of victory; it was delight at your whimpers, pleasure at how needy you were -- how needy you were for him.

mingyu pushed you off of his body, guiding you onto the bed. you were still in the aftershocks of your orgasm, and you didn't have it in you to feel guilty about the loud whine that left your mouth.

"it's okay baby," mingyu cooed, running a hand through your sweaty hair before his lips pressed against your temple. mingyu pressed a quick, messy kiss to your mouth. and then he was traveling down your body.

his thick fingers, known for their clumsiness, found your clit as easily as they always did. taking advantage of your sensitivity, mingyu began thrusting his fingers around your clit in a rapid motion, raising his voice to speak over your moans.

"come on baby," he begged, the look of pure adoration and lust in his eyes enough to make you squeeze yours shut. you were helpless to him, your hips seeking out his fingers eagerly. "cum for me again, sweet girl, please. cum for me, baby, you gotta. you gotta drench my fingers, princess, gotta soak 'em."

with a loud sob, you did as he asked. mingyu laughed softly, one of his large hands settling on your hip and keeping you still so he could continue to work at your clit, continue to guide your body through your second orgasm.

your body shivered once he was done, and it took considerable effort to open your eyes. both of mingyu's large hands were pushing open your thighs, showing off your glistening pussy.

"how pretty," he murmured, lips smirking. mingyu reached for his phone again, but this time he only bothered with two photos before abandoning it. "such a good girl," he praised, thumbs swiping on the tender insides of your thighs. "gotta give my princess a reward for being so good for me, yeah?"

for a moment you considered saying no -- you were exhausted, body molding into the bed.

but then mingyu was burying his face into your pussy, his tongue flat and running over your entire cunt, and thoughts of more and please flooded your mind.

#svthub #kim mingyu #kim mingyu x reader #kim mingyu smut #kim mingyu oneshot #kim mingyu drabble #svt #svt x reader #svt smut #svt oneshot #seventeen #seventeen x reader #seventeen oneshot #seventeen smut #katie: writing #katie: n*sfw

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revelboo · 3 months ago

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Hello!❤️😭 first ask oh my goodness, I just wanted to say I’ve been enjoying your work(s) so incredibly so! Especially a clearly popular one (Everything is Alright)

I’m relatively new to the transformers fandom, courtesy of a friend forcing me to watch the first movie with her!😊 ever since I stumbled upon your page I genuinely can’t consume any other transformers x reader or just in general fanfiction ever since 😭 whenever I try I silently shake my head and go back to your page for whatever character I’d been reading about.

Thank you for all your work❤️ love the new profile picture by the way! Best regards

Thank you so much! I wasn’t really intending to do all this, mostly just trying to get over a writing funk, but I’m having too much fun now. I’m in a Starscream mood today and I was so glad for the new movie, because it reminded me of why I loved Transformers to begin with.

18+ mass displaced mech 🌶️

Inside Out Pt 6

TFO Starscream x Reader

• That temptation pulls at him, making him want to give in and entertain this madness. Satisfy this obsession with you once and for all. Just get it out of his system and maybe he can let you go and pretend this never happened. That this weakness never happened even though he knows taking what he wants, needs, won’t curb this fascination with you. You’re like a drug and he just wants a taste knowing where it will lead. Wants to give in and would it be so bad? Servos wandering against the bare skin of your back under your covering, he feels you shiver against him. Shifting against him.

• Sprawled on him, those servos trace along your spine, his touch branding you with heat that spills through you. Becoming hunger you don’t dare examine too closely, because you don’t know why you respond like this to him. Body heating and aching for something you can’t have as the scent of him thickens around you, all dark, metallic spice. And then you’re falling, crying out as an arm curls around you and you don’t hit the ground. Still sprawled on Starscream, but his face is inches from yours now, those red optics staring at you almost as if he’s as surprised as you are. He’d shrunk? “Well, that’s an unpleasant feeling,” he rasps, servos flexing against your hip. Making you realize that he’s now closer to your size and that you’re straddling his hips.

• Venting roughly when you try to scramble off of him, rubbing yourself against him in the process, he grips your hips and pins you in place. Can feel his spike straining where it’s trapped as his lips part and he hopes to Primus right then that you’re compatible. Your little hands are planted on him, still squirming right over his trapped spike, trying to get away. “Let go,” you demand, face reddening.

• “No,” he rasps, reaching up to cup your cheek. His other hand still gripping your hip almost bruising as heat spills through you, aching inside you. Wanting to lean forward and claim his mouth as he just stares up at you, expression hungry. That pull and warm familiarity singing through your blood to take this. Claim it as yours, not even realizing you’re moving against him until he makes a noise that almost sounds like pain. “Don’t stop,” he demands when you freeze, his own hips lifting slightly. That hunger pulls you taut, what harm could come from satisfying your curiosity? It won’t mean anything at all beyond pleasure.

• Leaning up over him, your lips are shockingly soft as they brush his. A slow cautious slide of your mouth against his, servos sliding against you, trying to figure out your coverings before giving up and tearing them. Hearing your startled noise and sinking the servos of his other hand into your hair to keep you from pulling away. Taking control, glossa sliding against your tongue as you make a low noise of need that goes straight to his spike. Freeing himself, and shifting up onto an elbow so you’re pushed back. So his spike can slide against you, groaning into your mouth at the feel of the wet heat against him. Feeling you rub yourself against him.

• You try to pull your head away to see what you’re grinding against, but his servos tighten in your hair to pull you back. Mouth demanding against yours, kissing you with a desperation that echoes through you. And his spike slides against you, until your tipping your hips up in invitation when he finds you and the hand on your hip pulls you down. Feeling the hard length of him stretch you, sliding deep. He growls against the corner of your mouth, servos flexing against you as he rocks himself deep and stays there. Hands splayed on him, you push against his grip. “I need to move,” you groan and he growls, but relents. Letting you brace and move against him, lifting yourself almost free of him and rocking down to take him again and again. Breathing growing ragged as you ride him, reluctantly meeting his optics. And the way he’s watching you, makes you go taut. All hunger and need, undone because of you. Because right then, you have all the power.

• Hands on you as you take his spike, he can’t stop staring at those hooded eyes dark with passion staring down at him, the feel of your wet heat gripping his spike, knows this is going to be an addiction, because you really are a drug. Servos helping you move faster as your little needy sounds grow more desperate to mingle with his growling snarls. And then you’re tightening on him, fisting his spike as he struggles to keep driving up into you. Coming apart at the feel of you against him, dragging you down with him as he sheaths himself deep to release. Servos sliding over you as his lips brush your sweat slick cheek, tasting the salt on your skin. Because this can’t be a mistake when it feels so right, like coming home. Feeling the wild tattoo of your heart against him as his spike pulses inside you. That pull echoing through him sweet as poison.

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v1x3n · 1 year ago

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✮⋆˙ - NAILS

simon 'ghost' riley ⸝⸝ navigation ⸝⸝ goth masterlist ୨୧ tags : smut

୨୧ 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 : simon loves you and your long nails<3

“fuck!'' Simon moans into your ear, banging your insides out as your long, black nails stab into his back. Scratching the surface and creating small cuts around his back, the tingles and pain turning Simon on more and more, “’m gonna cum, ‘m gun’ inside you" he sings out as the nails scrape him more. Thrusting at an ungodly speed, in and out and repeating. The lewd, disgusting squelching noises progressively got louder.

His hands held your body down, both arms caging you with his massive size - no matter what size you were he always was bigger. Your whines swirled out of your mouth as if you were saying a delicate poem - beautiful.

The heat inside your cunt warmed his length up as the walls around it tightened the closer you got to an orgasm. "S-si" you whisper, bringing one hand to his face and stroking his cheek while the other drags further up his back, the marks glowing red. New and fresh.

The scars were not like his other scars. Other ones brought new dreadful memories - always at the back of his brain. Coming out at the darkest moments, his body was a folder for his past and his trauma. But now you were here his body was a new feeling, a feeling of knowing how fucking good you felt because of him. No one else.

Your thumb wiped across his cheek, trying to be as careful as possible to not cut him. It wouldn't matter if you did, you just kinda wanted to walk after this. You wouldn't say Simon has a pain kink - but he definitely has a pain kink. Each new mark creates a new boner, needing you to be there under him just for him to use. Simon groans as he gets slowly, calming down his movements, not wanting to finish this just yet.

Yelping as his movements go painfully slow and his hand moves from next to your head and down to your cunt. Hitting the small, sensitive nub that just needed pleasure and a release. Slapping it a few times, speeding up so your moans just constantly repeat. As if his hand was some sort of machine, it doesn't stop, it just goes faster. "S-stop" whining loudly, and when he does stop he makes you suck his finger. Sloppily sucking it like something bad was gonna happen if you didn't, if your life was on the line. Sucking it like your last ever meal, making sure you get every spot.

Spit everywhere - flowing down his fingers onto his knuckles. His hips connect with you, hard, while you groan against his fingers. Your eyes water when he shoves it further down your throat, small tears spiking from your eyes. Blinking once and the tears flow down your face, a small wet line trickling down. And then his finger was wet enough he brings it down to your clit and taps it at a ridiculous tempo. His hips disconnect from yours just to be brought back again and again. “’m close darl” moaning once more as your nails jab into your skin and rip the layers. Leaning his head back into your touch, your hand trailing down his face to his neck. Slightly holding it just not rough enough to be actually choking.

Just at that moment his hot, thick cum spurts into your pretty cunt, making a sticky mess as the cog in your tummy comes undone- the tight knot snapping while you two finish at the same time. Gasping into each others mouths as he lowers himself. You smile sweetly as does he.

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neohazed · 2 months ago

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Perverts(M)— Patreon Exclusive

Perverts mini series will be a collection of one shots featuring Jake, Heeseung, Sunghoon and Jay. These stories will be exclusively posted on my Patreon.

Guess(s. jy)

pairing. jake x female reader

Jake’s always been too shy to approach girls first. His friends constantly pick on him and tease him for choking up whenever a pretty girl so much as glances in his direction.

It’s the summer that you come back home to visit that he tries to find some confidence. A dare to ask what color the panties you have on are ends up leading him to your bedroom to find out for himself.

Jake can’t stop thinking about how soft your panties felt, how they felt pressed up against his nose. Curiosity spikes and he once again wants to guess what color your panties are, maybe even try them on.

release date. TBA

Often(l. hs)

pairing. heeseung x female reader

AU based off this

Heeseung might have a secret addiction. It’s nothing he’s too worried about, even though most days he feels consumed by it. Every time he tries to focus and really concentrate he can’t stop his eyes from wandering.

He loves pussy. The way it feels, tastes, smells, everything. He’s obsessed. Maybe he’s always been obsessed and maybe his problem has only gotten worse with time. One thing led to another and a long restless night carried his feet to his own personal heaven.

This is the last time. He tells himself every visit. This is the last time.

release date. TBA

Gape(p. sh)

pairing. sunghoon x female reader

Shame.

Shame is a funny emotion isn’t it? The textbook definition describes shame as a painful emotion caused by humiliation, distress caused by one’s consciousness of wrong or foolish behavior. Sunghoon stopped worrying about shame some years ago. If he thinks about it, he can’t really remember the last time he felt shame. According to his friends he should feel ashamed of the amount of time he spends casually watching explicit adult entertainment. It’s on his computer, his tablet, his phone, even his gaming consoles. He’s almost always watching porn, not even to get off, he just really fucking likes it. Has even looked up what qualifications it’d take to be involved in producing some.

It’s art, the human body, isn’t it? So what if he strictly watches anal porn.

release date. TBA

Punish(p. js)

pairing. jay x female reader

Pain comes in many forms. It can hurt you from inside out. Jay hates that type of pain most especially, he hates pain that throbs from his heart and caves his chest in with an unbearable weight. Nothing about emotional pain entices him, whether it be receiving or inflicting.

Physical pain on the other hand can be really euphoric, mind-numbing, pleasurable. He remembers the first time pain felt good, a really old blurry memory now. Punishment had earned him a few slaps across his head, and he cried, not because it hurt, but he couldn’t understand why he wanted more. He craved for more. To give and receive, he likes punishment, scratch that.. He loves it.

release date. TBA

©️neohazed

#enhypen smut #enha smut #patreon exclusive #coming soon

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weathers-bimbo · 2 months ago

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Love that panel of Ogata bloody and whining with Usami and his scary cryptid boner towering over him. It's so funny to think Ogata knows he's into it and using it to throw him off. God I wish that were me.

#♰;confessional booth #PhantAmi foreplay is beating the shit out of each other until someone calls uncle. then the winner gets their dick sucked #something something about being covered in blood giving in to carnal desire and baring your naked neck. i shld write that....#s;pleasure spiked with pain

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writingoddess1125 · 1 year ago

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Welcome! Request: CLOSED

My name is JC and I love writing!

KOFI

I Write Mostly Angsty Slice of Life but always open to request!

Masterlist below -

10/28 updated

MARVEL

XMEN

Kurt Wagner

1999 (Ongoing)

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Pt. 3

Pt. 4

Pt. 5

Blowin Me up (Ongoing)

Pt. 1

ONE PIECE

You Take Care of Their Hair

You get High with Them

Old Men Series Masterlist

Zoro,Luffy,Corazon Child Series

Crocodile, Law, Sanji Child Series

You Take their Hat

You Cook for Them Even though You such at It

How Strong the Old Man Gene's Are

They Lay on your chest

You give them a Massage

You give them Facemask

Drunk + Spiked

The Moment they fell in love with you

Just a Peak

You Die at Birth

(S)cream

Weird Relationship Milestones

Buggy The Clown I'm your Biggest Fan (Completed)

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

My Heart Breaks (Completed)

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Theater Brat (Completed)

Theater Brat

Theater Bart Pt. 2

Theater Brat Pt. 3

Fell In Love Alone (Ongoing)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Jessica and Roger Rabbit Effect

Part 1

Part 2

My Anchor

Solo Act

Not Flashy

Your Seat Awaits

Trouble Comes in Pairs Pt. 1

NSFW Alphabet

Buggy find out about thirst traps

Buggy finds out about thirst traps pt. 2

Not all Silver and Gold

Pain and Pleasure

Switch Things Up

Boardwalk Artist

Poppy Kisses

First Bounty

Modern AU Buggy -> Part 2

Secret Headcanon

Ocean Eyes

Drunk teasing with bestie

You get him a Corgi

Paints on S/O

Roronoa Zoro

Favorite Bartender

N$FW Alphabet

New Parent Zoro

Dancing With Swords (Ongoing)

Part 1

Luffy D. Monkey

Luffy realizing he's in love with you

Warm Mornings

Thunder Buddies

Sanji

Moral Support

Friend Like Me

A Girl to Love

Usopp

Bar Adventure

Shanks

Tag Youre It

You remind me

My Shooting Star

Mihawk

Call Me Sir

Only Us

NSFW Alphabet

Tag Youre It

My heart lies with you

Fight for pleasure

Look up Darling~

Daddy Mihawk

How and Why?

Crack

Morticia and Gomez Effect

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Pt. 3

Its Done

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Pt. 3

Crocodile

So Annoying

MISC.

Capitan Kuro X Reader

Alvida X Reader

VIKINGS- Coming Soon

CALL OF DUTY

Relationship Fluff

Medic of 141

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Dumb cat that loves Simon

Finds out about thirst traps

Blip on the Radar (Ongoing)

Part 1

Part 2.

John 'Soap' McTavish

Koing

Finds out about thirst traps

But do have other interest and willing to write about other Animes, Cartoons, Shows and More!

#marvel imagine #anime imagines #vikings imagines #one piece #buggy the clown x reader #buggy the clown #roronoa zoro #zoro x reader #one piece zoro #ivar the boneless #vikings ivar #hvitserk fanfic #ubbe imagine #kurt wagner x reader #kurt wagner

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lemonylioness · 3 months ago

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On the First Day of Kinkmas...

Heat Miser - Sukuna x Reader

Kink: Sensory Play

Content Warnings: Bondage, Fingering, Candle Wax, Impact Play, Degradation, P in V sex, TrueForm!Sukuna

***Minors DO NOT Interact*** ***18+ Only***

Sukuna hummed in satisfaction down at the perfect canvas laid out beneath him, you. He had secured your naked body spread eagle on his massive bed, each limb held in place by an artfully tied length of rope looped around each wrist and ankle, leaving you completely at his mercy. The cool air caressing your skin made gooseflesh rise all over your body, leaving you trembling under your lover’s four-eyed gaze.

“I didn’t think that when I offered to let you tie me up as your Christmas present, all you would do is stare at me. You can literally do that anytime you want without having to take thirty minutes to get everything set up,” you snarked up at the massive man looming at the end of the bed.

His lips quirked into an amused smirk, the rest of him unmoving, “Be careful, little one, you’re skating on thin ice and now when you are completely helpless is not a good time to let that mouth of yours get you into trouble.”

“I’ll be good, I promise, just please, do something,” you gave him your best puppy dog eyes and couldn’t help squirming in your bonds at the heated look he gave you in return.

Finally, after a brief staring contest which you lost by looking away first, he left the end of the bed with a deep chuckle, his evident amusement a foreboding sign of what was to come. You followed him around the room with your eyes, watching as he gathered a couple candles, clamps, and his favorite riding crop. Each new addition made your eyes grow wider and your imagination run more and more wild as your adrenaline spiked from the anxiety growing in your core. He moved back to the bed without even sparing you a glance and laid everything out on his bedside table. Worrying your bottom lip with your teeth, you fought to not speak and give voice to your sudden nerves, trying to keep your promise of behaving.

“Hush, pet, you’ll enjoy this, no need to get frantic,” his quiet words brought your attention to the soft whimpers that were escaping your clenched teeth, giving voice to your increasing anxiousness.

“S-sorry Kuna,” you whispered, taking a deep break to try and calm yourself.

Two of his large hands settled on your torso, his thumbs rubbing soft circles into your skin as he judged your condition, “You’re overthinking this, like you usually do. You can always use your safeword, little one, it is not my goal to break you tonight when this is the first time we’re doing this and I’m going to get that nervous mind of yours to turn off. Consider that my gift to you.”

You swallowed hard as you flushed rosy pink, “I’m fine, my brain just got caught up in the situation for a moment. It’s alright. I’m ready now.”

A deep rumble of approval met your words and then all four of his hands were exploring your body as he climbed onto the bed, his heavy thighs settling on either side of your body, straddling your hips. There was nothing you could do, restrained as you were, except grow increasingly aroused as he caressed your smooth skin, groping every bit of flesh he could reach and cupping your breasts in his warm palms. You were overwhelmed by just his presence let alone what his hands were doing, your mind starting to melt as he left trails of heat across your sensitizing skin. A soft moan left your lips as he thumbed your hardening nipples, another of his many hands sliding down between your legs to cup your slickening cunt, a finger working its way inside of you as your eyes fell shut, soft mewls falling from your lips as pleasure flooded every nerve.

A sharp pinch to each of the pebbled buds on the peak of your breasts had your eyes flying back open, a wild arch running up your spine as the pain turned into something else. Looking down, you could see the metal clips now adorning your nipples, this new sensation flavoring the pleasure of Sukuna’s hands in a way you couldn’t describe. He knew though, your pussy telling him as it grew wetter and clenched tightly around his fingers.

“Has that little brain of yours turned off yet?” He teased as he nipped at your neck and tugged gently at the chain connecting the clamps causing you to squeal and twist, writhing on the bed under his body.

It took a moment for you to answer him, dazedly shaking your head as you pulled at your bonds, trying to free yourself to take back some control or stop the overwhelming feelings or something… Anything… You could hardly think in a straight line, mostly working on instinct as he forced more pleasure through your nerve endings, stroking his fingers against that special spongey spot inside of you that made you see stars and your cunt gushed around his hand.

“Then I’ll just have to keep going, won’t I? Until you stop trying to escape and give yourself over to me completely, my sweet, stupid little pet,” he grinned wickedly against your throat as he artfully drew your first orgasm from your body, his thumb pressing harshly against your throbbing clit as you moaned loudly and arched violently. When you finally fell limp on the bed, he pulled his fingers from your sopping pussy, wiping your own juices across your stomach before sitting back and grabbing his next torture device off of the nightstand.

Eyes closed as you worked to catch your breath, you jerked against your restraints as hot wax splattered across your torso, dripping from the candle Sukuna had just blown out. He paid special attention to each of your clamped nipples and your delicate navel, letting the wax pool and coat your sensitive areas. He moved down to your trembling thighs and let the wax paint the soft skin in drips and drops before finally moving the hot liquid to coat your swollen clit and quivering pussy lips. The wax wasn’t hot enough to burn, but it did sting, another blend of pain and pleasure assaulting your senses. When the jar in his hand was empty, he picked up the other candle and repeated the process until your skin was dappled to his liking. Making sure to get wax on every part of your body, only avoiding your face, you truly had become a work of his sadistic art. The little stings of heat across your skin reawoke your body, the bites of stimulation causing slick and need to grow between your thighs again.

“P-please, need more, Kuna,” you mewled at him, your pussy clenching around nothing as you arched, wriggling your hips, trying to entice him to touch you again where you needed it most.

“Tsk, that brain is still doing too much if you can speak that well, my greedy slut. You’ll get more when I give it,” his hand came down to press on your stomach, forcing your back against the bed again before he raked his nails down your torso, breaking wax splatters loose and sprinkling them onto the sheets beneath you. He leaned back, admiring his work, his eyes roaming down your splayed body in a way that made heat rise up your face in a deep blush. His hands moved across your skin again, carefully peeling off the heaviest of the wax pools so he could have access to your nipples and cunt again, leaving the ones that weren’t in his way alone, watching as the lull in activity had you slowly tensing up again. Tugging at the chain between the clamps, he practically purred as he asked, “How many more orgasms do you think it’ll take for you to stop overthinking, hm? How many more before you turn into a little puddle that doesn’t even need the ropes tied around its limbs to stay in the position I put it in? Why don’t we find out?”

Before you could even formulate an answer, his fingers plunged back into your slick cunt, his thumb working quick little circles on your clit as another of his hands grabbed the crop off of the bedside table. His favorite mind melting strategy was definitely mixing pain and pleasure and it was something he was certainly good at. Starting slowly, the crop left little stings on your breasts and stomach, the pats of the leather warming your skin in a way that was enjoyable for now, your eyes fluttering closed as his fingers continued to thrust into your pussy. Every now and then, the crop would hit with a sharp sting that would make you gasp, the pain immediately soothed by Sukuna’s thumb moving faster on your clit. This pattern with the random hard smacks peppered in continued until you came again, body shaking and tight, but this time he didn’t stop, his fingers never slowing as they continued to fuck your sloppy cunt, the slick mess painting your thighs and soaking the sheets beneath you.

Fat tears of overstimulation rolled down your cheeks as you sobbed in pleasure, broken babbles leaving your lips as you tried to beg him to slow down or stop, but the words never formed as he worked orgasm after orgasm from your gushing pussy. Red marks littered your skin from the crop and the clamps lay forgotten on the bed after he had pulled them off so he could abuse your swollen nipples with the leather in his hand to add to the stimulation assault. Taking in your glassy eyes and the drool running down one of your cheeks, he laughed softly to himself and put the crop aside, deciding to stroke his own painfully hard cock instead of continuing the torture as the fingers buried in your cunt finally slowed down. Your eyes moved blearily to his face and this time you remained relaxed and soft as the pleasure faded to more tolerable levels for the moment, your mind having settled into a state of bliss a few orgasms ago.

“That’s my sweet pet, so pliant and well behaved for me,” Sukuna murmured softly as his hand gripped his shaft, working up and down in a slow rhythm that caught your hazy gaze and left you hypnotized, “I think one more orgasm and then I’ll untie you, little one, as long as you stay like this, so good, not even pulling against the ropes anymore.”

You didn’t even have it in you to nod, only reacting when his heavy body moved over yours, your head tipping back in a soft sigh as the bulbous, red, leaking head of his erection pressed against your fluttering little hole and began to push inside of your messy cunt. It was a snug fit, you could feel every vein and twitch of his thick cock as he sheathed himself within your body, the stretch making you clench tightly around him. Moans dropped from your lips as he settled against you, two of his hands planted on the bed to keep the majority of his weight off of you while the other two found your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours as he started his long, languid thrusts. He buried his face against your neck to muffle the groans rumbling his chest, the wrap of your pussy around his cock heavenly as he finally got some relief for his arousal as he took his time taking his pleasure from your body.

Slowly, oh so slowly, his speed increased until he was pounding into your sopping, sloppy hole, the grip it had on him making it hard for Sukuna to control himself, his thrusts getting rough and inconsistent. Your fingers locked around his as you arched underneath him, moans and whimpers filling the air between you two as he fucked the life out of you, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every heavy drive into your cunt. Your final orgasm was quickly approaching as he snaked a hand between your bodies to thumb at your clit, sending sparks of pleasure through your core until you tightened like a vice around him. With one last jolting thrust reaching deeply inside of you, you came together, stars exploding behind your eyes with a loud sob of ecstasy as his twitching cock released rope after rope of thick cum deep into your womb, filling you with liquid heat. He groaned loudly against your skin, his clenched balls quickly emptying until he fell limp on top of your spent body.

Time seemed to slow as the two of you caught your breath and came back to yourselves, Sukuna eventually moving off of you to release your wrists and ankles from the rope, carefully rubbing warmth back into each extremity before going to the next. You were still floating in your little cloud of bliss when his face entered your field of vision again, his mouth set in that amused smirk again as he brushed a few strands from your face.

“Brain still turned off, little one?” He ran his fingers down your cheek as you slowly blinked up at him.

All you could do was nod as he joined you on the bed again, tucking your limp limbs against his chest as he rearranged you onto your side like one would a stuffed animal they were going to cuddle with.

“Good. That means it worked,” a soft chuckle met your ears and soon you were drifting again in the quiet and warmth of the room.

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carpbread0 · 1 year ago

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NPC Life is the best

(Genshin Impact x gn reader - sagau)

(Second person)

part.2 —> part 3 —> part 4

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Startled by the alchemist’s sudden appearance you let out a small yelp of surprise.

“Holy god.. you scared the living daylights out of me” you say while putting your hand on your heart to show your sincerity.

“I apologize, traveler. I couldn’t help but be.. captivated, by your appearance. Is it alright if I sketch you?” He says looking at your with a blank expression despite telling you of his interest in your appearance.

“S-sure.. can I at least get your name?” You inquire. Of course you know who he was, he’s Albedo! For gods sake your heart rate spiked the moment you saw him creep up on you. The fake surprise was to make it seem like you didn’t notice him at all. It was better this way.

“My name is Albedo, chief alchemist of the knights of favonius. It’s a pleasure meeting you, and what’s your name traveler?” He gently asks as he pulls out his sketch pad.

“My name is y/n, might i ask how long your sketch will take? I’m kinda in a rush.” You sheepishly smile at him. Of course you’re in a rush. In a rush to get away from him!

“It’ll only take 10 minutes. While my drawing cannot capture your full.. essence, it’s better than forgetting such a unique appearance.” He says smoothly a little proud of himself for managing to stall a little more time with you. Truthfully, he could’ve finish a sketch of you in 3 minutes if he wanted to, but there was something about you that made him want to selfishly keep you to himself.

Blushing a bit from his complements you stay completely still for him to finish his sketch while glancing away from him every now and then to get rid of your flustered expression.

striking a conversation with albedo was surprisingly easy, during the ten minutes he managed to find out what your favorite foods were and what type of flowers you adored. He was quite the smooth talker. Ten times as smooth as his teapot dialogue.

as the ten minutes quickly pass albedo gives the sketch of you the final touches. “I’m finished. Would you like to see the results?” He inquires a little hopeful that you’d be willing to see the fruits of his effort.

“Of course!” You smile at him gleefully. You’ve never gotten a portrait of yourself before so it was a bit thrilling to see how someone drew you, nonetheless the great albedo himself!

Turning his sketch pad he shows a picture like drawing of you, your eyes and smile jarringly similar to the reflection you saw of yourself on the glass pains of little shops you’d walk by.

“It’s lovely. It’s almost like staring in the mirror!” You complement your worries of spending to much time with him out the window as your now distracted by his magnificent sketch.

“I’m glad you think so Y/n.” He gently says, his stomach feeling little flutters here and there from your sweet words. He almost felt.. human in a sense. Something he never thought he’d feel as a creation made of chalk.

“If it ever occurs, maybe once you’re free. We could perhaps go for a meal? You’re quite an interesting person and I’d like to get to know you better.” He says calmly despite his nervousness of being rejected.

“Oh, uh sure. Maybe once I’m free” you repeat to him with a kind smile. Although you know it’s not the best idea to get tangled with albedo especially since he’s a creation of someone from Khaenri'ah you couldn’t help but feel a little guilty if you declined his offer.

“I really must go now Albedo. It was nice getting to meet you.” You say to him with sincerity as you get up from the bench stretching a little from how long you were sitting.

“It was nice meeting you as well, Y/n.” Albedo says and waves as you start to walk down the steps to the town square. Unknown to you, Albedo couldn’t help but feel a little upset of your quick leave as he watches you disappear into the crowd.

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as you began to walk back out into crowds you realize it’s almost 5 pm. You sure took your time walking up to the cathedral.

You usually would eat dinner at this time so your stomach began to grumble a bit. Noticing your stomach’s little cry of hunger you decided to stop by good hunter and get a sweet madam to go. while waiting, you decided to brainstorm where to stay for the night, cause your sure as hell not sleeping in the open where anyone could cut you and see your blood.

mm.. maybe angle’s share? There is an extra room for drunkards willing to pay to stay for the night.. but that would mean you would have to get a drink. Maybe they serve grape juice! It’s been your favorite since you were 5. Yea, maybe staying in angle share’s is a good idea after all!

standing up from your seat, you go up to the counter and pay for your take out. let’s head to the tavern!

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Carp bread- feels way shorter than my usual brain poops but I’m like about to fall asleep and I’m pretty sure the next part I make will be a heft chunk bec of diluc whshhwhwhwhwhwhwh 👍😼

#gender neutral reader #genshin impact #genshin sagau #genshin x reader #yandere albedo x reader #genshin yandere #sagau x reader #mondstadt

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lovefazedforsoundwave · 1 year ago

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OFM! SOUNDWAVE X GN!CYBERTRONIAN! READER | SMUT

Warnings: valve teasing, SPIKE IN VALVE INTERFACING, small Praising.

You had been working aside soundwave under megatron and his orders. You two both remain as work partners, but you want to be more than that. It just didn't feel right as a work partner. It gave you a sharp feeling in your spark. It pounded when you were close. Who knew if he felt the same about you,

You had just wished you had enough courage to tell him that you loved him, and you needed him. Soon, each cycle and micro second you wasted no time to spend together strengthens your relationship with him. You get more confident each cycle. And you had planned a few cycles ago that it was time to admit your feelings to him since they can't just hide there forever. Cycles pass, your crush for your work partner grows, and you even plan to make a confession, eventually.

Cycles later, it's decided that you tell him what you've been wanting to. You practice & muster up courage each day, to tell your work partner you love him, he's gotta be somewhere, maybe in the communications?, you go check but he's not there. You should ask the other vehicons or the other fellow decepticons. You walk around and somewhat manage to find vehicon ST3V3,

"Hey. Steve, have you seen soundwave? Anywhere??"

"Oh. He's in his headquarters, and he wanted me to invite you there, I was going to find you."

"Oh, thanks, steve."

You walk off waving goodbye at steve before going off to soundwaves headquarters. Maybe he needed something? As you drift off into paradise, you find yourself by his headquarters door. You shake out off it and knock on his door and he then opens it.

Oh, uhm. Hi, soundwave. I've heard you've requested me?."

" Yes. I have requested for some personal reasons."

You look at his towering from. You've always been shorter than him. He invited you in and locked the door, he retracts his mask and placed it down on his desk as he turned to you and walked closer and kissed you out of the blue, his soft dermas against yours fell so nice, you shutter at this but accept his passionate kiss, he shoves his glossa into your intake while you moan to the sudden action, his yellow visor brightens to your pleasured sound, he breaks to kiss to breathe, the long Saliva string on his tongue and in your mouth, you breathe hard.. he moves you to the berth, he towers over you as you lay down, you blush and hold back a whine of pleasure as he runs his two digits over your interface panel

"Permission: may I open your panel?"

"Ahm.. ye-s.. you can.."

He's so careful with what he does, so it won't hurt you in a way. He takes off your panel, the cold air hits your valve lips, you shiver, he grumbles a praise, and he then adds his digit to your valve Thrusts in and out slowly, your valve gets wet with transfluid by the second, you moan as he geta deeper each microsecond , you get closer to releasing your pent up cycles of pleasure, your fantasies got ahold of you, soundwave on top of you, touching you, and it's exactly what you'll get. He's thought so many things of you it's impossible about how incompatible he becomes when his fantasies of you get stronger each cycle, he speeds up his digits, hitting all the right spots, causing you to moan, you were just about to overload, but he pulls out and sticks his two digits into his mouth tasting you, he grunts, you whine after the cold hits your valve lips again but then he takes his own interface panel, revealing his spike, it pulses, the ridges, and bio lights glow, he spreads your tibulens gently, he positions himself by your valve entrance, he pushes in gently, taking his cable inch my inch, you moan, from both pleasure and pain, he runs his digit over your chassis, as a sign to insure you, that you'll be fine, adjusting to his cable, stretching you out, you nod meaning he can move, he moves gently in and out, the pleasure builds up each Thrust, you moan so generously for him, he praises you,

"Your moaning generously for me, good, good bot."

You moan as he praises you, his Thrusts getting faster by the minute, making you moan, you're getting so close to overload. Your spark chamber pounds in this passionate moment you both share, his yellow visor glows, and he groans loudly as he Thrusts, his digits grab your tibulens more, he Thrusts faster each second hitting your gstation , hitting places you'd never knew, you overload, as he just rides his overload out roughly inside your valve, being oversimulated, his transfluid drips out your valve as he pulls out, heaving a breathe, as you drift off to recharge, he comes closer and kisses you on you're faceplates.

"I.. love you y/n,"

He admits something he hadn't for just anyone before, a new feeling had sparked him.

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