#smut ideas

[prompt-heaven]

smut prompt list no. 3

1) mirror sex

2) sex in front of a big window where anyone could glance up and spot them

3) fully clothed x stark naked

4) slow sex while one or both are injured (bonus points if it’s after a battle or after they’ve patched up each other’s wounds)

5) body worshipping 

6) marathon session (they just fucking keep going, babyyyy)

7) finding a somewhat private area at a fancy party to fuck (coat closet, empty office, secluded corner on the big balcony, hedge maze if we wanna get dramatic, etc) 

8) oops, we were just hiding in this closet, but then the close proximity get us too turned on not to fuck

9) revenge sex

10) finding their partner’s sex toy/toys and making them play with it in front of them

11) quickie where you don’t take any clothes off, just tug and pull and expose the essentials 

12) fucking, but one is still trying to keep all of their attention on the game they are playing

13) getting a little too handsy on the dancefloor

14) library sex for those dark academia vibes

15) jealous sex in the alleyway behind the bar

16) accidental i love you’s during sex 

17) seeing the love marks they left on their partner later and getting turned on all over again remember how it got there in the first place

18) a/b/o

19) getting turned on by their partner’s new uniform for work and then roleplaying a bit

20) sleepy domestic sex

[ghoulishhx]

overstimulating frank castle ♡

was talking about this idea with the girls, and had to write it. credit to @carbonfiction for helping out with this idea!!

18+ MDNI below the cut :3

it was rare you got frank castle overstimulated and practically cumming in his jeans, but tonight was one of those lucky occasions.

just feeling you, his soft perfect girlfriend, on his face as you rode his nose, whimpering softly and praising him was enough to make his cock twitch unbearably so against the restrictive fabric of his denims.

"fuck frankie- feels s-so good." you whine as your orgasm is imminent, the pace in which your hips rut into his lower face falters as you feel his strong hands grip harsher into the plush of your thighs. Frank begins moving your hips for you, chasing your own orgasm for you as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"taste s'good sweetheart, feel ya clenching round m'tongue" he groans into your core, the vibrations sending shockwaves across your body as his nose nudges deliciously across your clit.

"'m close frank.. shit just like that" you whimper between broken moans and sobs, grabbing onto his hair at the roots to stable yourself as ecstacy takes over you. your orgasm crashes through you like a tidal wave as you rub your sex against the stubble of his face, the sharpness of his jaw.

"that's it sweet girl. sound so pretty, fuckin' made f'me." he moans into you as you lift yourself from his mouth, his lips swollen, red and covered in your arousal. thick, white cream coats his lips as he runs his tongue across them, the muscle collecting every drop of juice you offered him.

your attention falls from his face as your eyes fall onto his cock, impossibly hard against his jeans, a dark patch of precum sits pretty at his tip. you bite your lip as you place your small hand over his large member, rubbing him through the material as he bucks his hips into your hand, grateful for friction.

the noises you elicit from him are sinful, borderline pornographic. all from a simple touch to his cock he's like putty in your palm, eyes rolling to the back of his head as needy whimpers escape his mouth.

"fuck baby- got s'close just from tastin' ya. need to be inside ya, now." frank grumbles, sitting up and instantly flipping you over onto your knees as you arch your back and smoosh your face into the pillow. he whistles at the sight, and you yelp as you feel a harsh smack across your ass, followed by him pulling your cheek apart to admire the mess he made of your pussy with his face.

"so gorgeous babydoll, gonna fill y'up so good, gonna feel me for days." frank moans as he unsheathes himself from his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers to his knees, desperation taking over him.

he pushes himself fully inside, your slick gliding him in so easily as he pushes himself to the hilt. you barely register the sting you're so turned on, however you know that feeling will catch up to you in time. you can't help but begin rocking your hips into his hastily, need devouring you as you bounce on your boyfriends cock.

"b-baby slow down, i'm gonna.. shit.. 'm not gonna last long if y'keep-"

you look over your shoulder to see him, biting his knuckles as if it would do anything to subdue his orgasm. you meet his gaze with a mischievous glint as you rock into him even faster, harder, clenching your walls around him.

it takes all of 5 seconds until he's spilling himself inside of you, painting your insides white as his cock twitches and his mouth whimpers, bruisingly gripping your hips as he swears. you can't help but giggle, loving the way you made him cum so quickly.

franks face goes beet red, feeling so embarrassed from his quick orgasm as he pulls himself from you. the embarrassment subsides as he watches you flip onto your back, spreading your legs as you swirl his seed around your fingers and across your clit. his eyes darken with lust, embarrassment quickly swapping to something primal, something dangerous.

"greedy girl, I told ya to slow down 'n you didn't." he states with a slap to your pussy, the contact making your back lift from the bed as you hiss. "just couldn't wait to be full'a my cum could ya?"

you shake your head, biting your red lower lip with your top teeth as he wraps his left hand around your neck, fingers tracing your jawline before he plunges his thumb in your mouth.

"youre a bad fuckin' girl doll. wanted to be a brat, gonna be treated like one." frank stuffs his free fingers inside of your heat, curling to reach your spongy spot as you whimper around his digit. "'m nowhere near done with ya, sweetheart."

your boyfriend drags multiple orgasms out of you for the rest of the night, you stopped counting after your fourth one, punishing you for taking his first orgasm so soon. he finishes the relentless assault inside of you with his freshly hard cock, spilling inside of your overstimulated cunt once more, stuffing you so full of him just like he promised hours ago.

a/n: couldn't stop thinking about this for hours and had to indulge myself rq LOL. hope you enjoy my loves!!

[captshipper]

one-hundred smut prompts (01)

001. mirror sex

002. reach arond

003. creampie

004. car sex

005. breeding kink

006. anal fingering

007. handjob

008. wall sex

009. angry sex

010. tonguefuck

011. spit as lube

012. masturbation

013. cum play

014. glory hole

015. overstimulation

016. size kink

017. dirty talk

018. coming in pants

019. size difference

020. fucking machine

021. deepthroat

022. role reversal

023. facesitting

024. morning sex

025. shotgunning

026. office sex

027. shower sex

028. rimming

029. desk sex

030. spitroasting

031. cockwarming

032. vaginal fingering

033. clothed sex

034. ass play

035. voyeurism

036. threesome

037. hairpulling

038. pussy worship

039. intercrural sex

040. rough sex

041. double penetration

042. vaginal sex

043. formal wear

044. squirting

045. cock drunk

046. sex tape

047. edgeplay

048. sleepy sex

049. on the counter

050. spanking

051. butt plug

052. aftercare

053. wax play

054. scent kink

055. cock worship

056. muscle kink

057. quiet sex

058. choking

059. lap dance

060. gagging

061. mommy kink

062. knotting

063. collar

064. humping

065. phone sex

066. first time

067. strap-on

068. strip-tease

069. belly bulge

070. porn watch

071. sixty-nine

072. somnophilia

073. vibrator

074. mutual masturbation

075. bondage

076. coming untouched

077. facefucking

078. CBT

079. size queen

080. hand kink

081. public sex

082. orgasm delay

083. biting

084. strap-on blowjob

085. cum swallowing

086. riding

087. cam girl

088. age play

089. painful sex

090. cuckolding

091. kneeling

092. cock ring

093. prostate massage

094. power bottom

095. felching

096. age gap

097. lingerie

098. anal knotting

099. daddy kink

100. nipple play

[sooniebby]

ఌ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘

W.C › 6.4k

Warning › bottom male reader. Reader has a cock and is mentioned to have slept with girls and boys. No set character, this is an OC, but you can imagine anyone

Plot › basically just this idea I had but expanded

Kinks › manhandling, accidental creampie, cross dressing, lite feminization, mirror sex, hint of dom/sub relation

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To say you were a playboy was an understatement. New girl every week was you being nice. Now, as a senior, you didn’t care as much anymore.

Which led you to your current predicament.

You’d practically ran through the entire school by now and you were… bored.

The first years didn’t interest you. And you’d already gone through the pretty people in third and second year. It was looking like you’d have to start branching out to schools nearby.

A sigh left you as you plopped down at your seat, flicking at a lint of dust on your desk. It was lunch time and you weren’t feeling hungry. Well you were hungry for sex but not for food.

“Man, (L.Name), view this as a good thing! It’s lucky you haven’t gotten an STD by now.” Your friend, Ryun, said as he ate from his bento box. You only gave him a huff.

“I use condoms. They work, 99.9%!”

“Sure. I’m surprised none of the girls have gotten pregnant yet.”

Ryun let out a howl as you kicked his knee underneath the desk. “I fuck guys too! You should be wondering if I’m pregnant.”

“Wha—(L.Name), you can’t get pregnant.”

You shrugged. “You never know.”

“Are you insane?”

“Should you really be asking the resident slut that?” A voice cut in. Your eyebrows rose as you turned to see who was so bold to call you that only to see it was another one of your friends.

“Sana…! That’s so mean! I’m not a slut.” You whined as she plopped down at the desk beside you. She only gave you a knowing look before digging into her own bento.

“Ryun!” You looked straight at him. “Am I a slut?”

“Do you really want me to answer that…?”

“GAH!! Ryun~~~!” You whined, pouting heavily as you rubbed at your face in annoyance. The two ignored your childish behavior as you finally began to start eating your bento. It was a comfortable silence for a moment before a ding popped in your head.

“Oh no…” Ryun muttered, knowing that look in your eyes.

You leaned in close, grinning. “Guys.. This senior year, I should go for someone special!”

Sana sighed. “Who? Who haven’t you fucked by now?”

A teasing grin pulled on your lips as you motioned for them to come closer. As they pulled in, you looked around to make sure no one was ease dropping and giggled in excitement.

“Ito Yuki.”

A pin could be heard as Ryun and Sana stared at you for a moment. Their faces slowly contorting into something of pure disgust and disappointment.

“Him?! Student Council president, Ito Yuki?!” Sana whispered yelled.

“Mhm. I’ve never even noticed him before until now! You should’ve seen him. He still has those ugly glasses but he’s buffed up! What’s he training for?” You joked, laughing loudly in the quiet classroom.

Ryun groaned. “No way. Ito doesn’t date. Ever since he got ‘buff’ he has had girls tripping for him. But he’s turned them down! Every last one of them.”

Sana nodded in agreement. “Yeah. No way he’d get with you—especially with your reputation of dumping people after a week!”

“But that’s a good thing!” You cried. “If he’s never dated before, that means he’s a virgin!! Inexperienced!! Those are the best, especially in boys!”

“Gross, (L.Name).” The two said in unison.

You pouted. “Aah! You guys don’t understand!”

“I’d rather not,” Ryun countered.

“You’re just really perverted, (L.Name). And so weird. You won’t even let us call you by your first name.” Sana said, rolling her eyes.

“But he has no problem letting someone see his flat ass.” Ryun chuckled.

“My ass is not flat!” You gasped. “I’ll prove it—”

“—NO!!!”

You sat back down with a huff. Yeah, you were weird. Sana and Ryun, your friends since diapers didn’t use your first name. Only your mother and father did but you didn’t even like them saying it either. For some reason, it just sounds.. off hearing it from people.

There didn’t seem to be a real reason. You just didn’t like it. Though you’ve been hoping that one day someone would say your first name and you wouldn’t immediately grimace.

Oh well. You had more pressing matters.

And that was Student Council President Ito Yuki.

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“How are you going to ask him out?” Ryun asked, pulling out his bento. It’s been a week since your declaration to take Ito Yuki’s virginity but you haven’t really done anything. Mainly because he’s always doing student council president shit. Always so busy.

“Like how I ask everyone out.” You said, popping a grape into your mouth.

“Serious?” Sana gasped. “That unromantic shit you do? Gosh, people here have such low standards. I hope he rejects you.”

You gave her a tight glare and threw a grape at her, grinning when it hit her right on her nose. You weren’t unromantic so to say. But… your proposals left much to desire. You had a a short and sweet line.

“Hey, you’re hot. Wanna make out?”

You thought it was romantic but Sana believed the students here just didn’t have enough self respect. Both were probably true.

“Why would anyone reject this?” You sensually pull down your blazer to show off your collarbone and give Sana a flirty lip bite. She gagged immediately.

Ryun hummed. “I can think of many reasons why someone would reject you.”

“Ack! You two suck! Where’s the motivation?! ‘Ah, (L.Name), you’re so hot!! Who would ever say no to you?!’ Like huh??”

“You don’t need anymore compliments. Your head is about damn near jelly from your narcissism.” Ryun said.

You rolled your eyes. Tough crowd. The three of you continued on with lunch when there was a sudden shrill voice. You looked at Sana and Ryun before moving to the sliding door of the classroom, sliding it open and looking out the hallway.

And there he was.

Student Council President Ito Yuki.

A soft mop of jet black hair with over grown bangs. Mono lid eyes that resembled a fox eye. A beauty mark right underneath his right eye. Plump lips. Cheekbones. He still had those stupid circular glasses. His body, though. His body was insane. He wasn’t crazy buff but he certainly put on weight compared to his stick thin body from first year. He practically had boobs (pecs) now!

He was taller too. Maybe 182 cm…?

A group of girls followed behind him, all holding letters that they waved to try and give to him. Huh, was today? Fuck, it was Valentine’s Day!!

You cursed as you watched Ito Yuki continue to walk and ignore the girls, passively pushing away any one that got too close. You didn’t have shit to give him.

Also it wasn’t White Day so it would’ve been weird if you did… but boys can do Valentine’s Day too..? Right?

Ah, fuck it.

“(L.Name)?!” Ryun whispered as you stepped out into the hallway, right as Ito Yuki come close to passing your classroom.

“What are you doing??” Sana yelled, covering her mouth when a few students looked at her in surprise.

You squared your shoulders and stood up tall, only now noticing you only came up to his chest. Ah, you were a perfect height to suck on his—

Not now, (L.Name)!

Even in your thoughts you didn’t even use your first name. You let out a sigh and gave Ito Yuki your signature flirty smirk. Your eyes peering up at him, giving yourself a cute look. You had multiple ways of flirting, especially when it came to boys or girls.

A true bisexual playboy!

“Ito-San.” You said, blinking slightly to flutter your eyelashes. Ito seemed to be focusing on something else in his mind despite his eyes on you. Well you can’t have that.

You leaned in closer, resting your hand on his arm. You felt him visibly twitch at your touch, earning a slight grin on your lips. Too easy. There was whispering happening around you but you didn’t care. You’ve asked out people in public spaces loads of times.

This… was a piece of a cake.

“Ito-San… you’re—”

“—hot?”

You blinked, staring up at him in shock. Did he just? Your lips parted as you short circuited—should you continue or just come up with something on the fly? A slight gasp left you as his hand reached up and grabbed the back of your head, bringing you closer.

The crowd erupted into gasps, even Ryun and Sana looked absolutely shocked. You couldn’t even think. Someone.. was taking control? You—you—??!?

His breath tickled your ears as your eyes clinched shut, your hands digging into his blazer as you let out a stuttered breath. You could’ve sworn you heard him chuckle.

“Sure. Let’s make out.” He said, loud enough for only you to hear. With that, he pulled away, his hand gently rubbing the back of your head before dropping. His face was stoic, his lips straight but you could almost see a slight smirk on them as he walked past you.

It was hushed whispers as everyone dispersed as soon as the school bell rang, signaling lunch was over. Ryun and Sana ran over to you, Sana gripping your shoulders as she shook you.

“Hey, what the hell was that?!” She cried.

You only let out a whimper, looking at the both of them in pure shock. “I…I don’t know…”

“Wow. Ito Yuki changed. He put (L.Name) in his place!” Ryun laughed, patting you on the back. “So? He rejected you?”

Right. They didn’t hear him. You paused, almost wondering if you should tell them. Would they believe you? Sana and Ryun looked at you expectedly.

“Yea…” You muttered, laughing slightly. “He rejected me.” You looked down as Sana rubbed your shoulders in a comforting manner. Ryun just patted your head as they steered you back to the classroom.

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“I..Ito Yuki?!”

You glanced up as you heard your classmates exclaim in shock. Ito… Yuki? It had only been a week since that incident happened and you hadn’t seen Ito a lot. But that was to be expected. He was in 3-A, smartest of the third years and c student council president.

Sana and Ryun were geeking out beside you as Ito walked into the classroom, heading straight towards you. You felt weird. Not uncomfortable but odd. Like your body was… scared of him? But it wasn’t a bad scared. It reminded you of going on a rollercoaster.

The fear during but the ecstasy afterwards.

“(L.Name).”

Oh. That’s a first. You didn’t like hearing him say that. Huh.

“H..Hello, Ito-San.” You muttered, your grip tightening on your bag as he looked at you. His gaze was intense, even with his overgrown bangs. You wished those bangs covered his eyes more.

“Let’s go on a date.”

The classroom erupted into screams at his words. Date?! Date with you of all people?! No one even cared that Ito was surprisingly into men. No, it was surprising he would go for someone like you. The school campus’s proud playboy that was barely passing through school!

You didn’t even get to answer as his hand grabbed your wrist and began tugging you along. Your eyes met Sana and Ryun who looked at you with pure shock. You couldn’t blame them.

You’ve never really gone on dates before. Sure, at the beginning in first year when you were starting out your slut activities. But by second year, anyone who dated you knew that you mostly wanted them for sex. So to have Ito Yuki, of all people, coming to date you was… shocking.

Also fake. It had to be fake.

Yeouch!

Not fake. Not fake at all.

This was how you’d soon find yourself in a movie theater. Ito had something about liking movie dates and there was a movie he wanted to watch. A horror movie maybe? You couldn’t pay attention. You sat down beside him, staring off into space as the movie began playing.

It was an American movie, judging by the fact you couldn’t understand them. You glanced up at the screen, seeing the subtitles on the right. Ah, a slasher. You’ve seen multiple slashers so you knew the format like you knew blowjobs.

But you didn’t expect Ito to be interested in this type of stuff. You glanced over at him, watching as he stared straight at the screen, occasionally taking a sip from his soda. Huh, he’s zoned in.

You sighed and decided to get comfortable. Lucky for you, most slashers knew not to over stay their welcome. So you began watching, occasionally glancing at the other moviegoers who decided to watch a slasher at 5:00 pm on a Friday.

Mainly older couples. A few high schools students. And what you could assume some college students.

A hand grazed your thigh which caused you to let out a loud gasp. Luckily a jumpscare drowned you out. You looked down to see the arm rest pulled up that blocked you from Ito and his hand resting just an inch from your thigh.

Huh. What did he..?

You didn’t get to think any further when another loud jumpscare filled the theater. Your attention turned right as a poor woman was sawed in half. Oh, what a way to die. There continued to be gorey deaths that you forgot all about Ito’s strange decision to pull up the armrest.

Not until the movie cut to a random couple having sex in the car. Ah, you knew kills like this. Directors seemed to love having naked women run for their life after their boyfriend is killed.

There’s probably something wrong about that.

Before you could delve deeper into this question you felt a hand rest on your thighs. Just as you were about to even look down, the hand moved to your crotch and squeezed. A gasped left you that was coincidentally timed with the actress’s.

Has Ito’s hands always been this big? You let out a sharp shudder as you watched him grope your crotch. Really, you should’ve pushed him away. But you were just shocked that someone like Ito would be doing this.

And in a weird way, you did… like it? But it didn’t last long, just as the actress was killed by the killer, Ito pulled away. You couldn’t help your slight whimper as you glanced over at him. He didn’t even spare you a look.

Jerk.

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“You went on a date?!”

You sighed as you rubbed your eyes, staring at the two clowns in your room. Ryun and Sana had a spare key to your home—thanks mom!—so they didn’t even need to wait for you to open it. It was the next day after your date with Ito. It ended a bit unsatisfactory.

He just walked you home and waved goodbye. He didn’t even give you his number.

“Yea… he literally said that yesterday after class.” You whined, wanting to just plop back down and sleep. You masturbated all night last night, wishing he had touched you more. Which was a fucking first. You usually never have a wet dream about your partners.

“Wow… maybe, Ito-San likes you?” Ryun muttered, biting his lip as he sat down on your bed.

“Ito-San and (L.Name)?! That’s crazy.” Sana exclaimed. “But Ito-San isn’t someone to prank around.”

You couldn’t help but smirk. “Mhm~ maybe this sexy body has him curious.” You teased, sending a flirty wink to Ryun. He looked at you with pure disgust.

“Yeah, right.” Ryun grabbed a pillow and threw it at your face. “If he does, I owe you dinner for a week.”

“Deal!”

“Oh,” Sana suddenly muttered. “Wouldn’t yesterday be the start of the week? So you’ll break up with him next week Friday?”

You pursed your lips. Yeah, she was right. But why did you suddenly hate the idea of leaving him? You only gave a noncommittal nod and get out of bed, wanting to just take a shower and wash off the masturbation from last night.

Ito had to have know about you. He knew your usual phrase when asking someone out.

Well, you had the rest of the week to find out what he wanted from you.

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Technically you didn’t. Because it was already next Friday and he didn’t come for you at all. It wasn’t like you could call him either—you didn’t have his phone number. Sana and Ryun could tell it was affecting you but you didn’t even know why.

You’ve dealt with this. Sometimes the weekly partner ended up being just one night. And sure, you got a bit upset the next day but you’d bounce right back right after. You didn’t understand at all.

“(L.Name).”

You glanced over to see Ito Yuki staring down at you. Your classmates seemed able to not scream like last time. But their phones were out and were whispering to each other.

“I..Ito-San..?” You slowly stood up, looking up at him in shock. You should’ve been mad but you felt your heart flutter. Wow, you must’ve really wanted his dick.

“Let’s go to my house.” He said, which earned a round of gasps. Sana and Ryun looked like deers in headlights. You could only nod as he grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the classroom.

Damn, Ito Yuki. He’s probably the only partner that ever had you this bad over dick. And you haven’t even had it yet! Shame it was the last day.

Once you reached his house, you were shocked at how big it was. “Wow… Ito-San, are your parents rich?” You asked, slipping off your shoes as you walked behind him.

“Yuki.”

“Hm?” You replied, grunting when you bumped into him.

“We’re dating, no? So call me by my given name. That’s what couples do.” It—Yuki said nonchalantly, moving to go to the kitchen. You followed right behind him, unable to hide the growing heat on your face. This.. this was a first.

Would he do the same…? You hoped he would.

Much to your surprise, Yuki began making dinner for you. It wasn’t anything difficult, just chicken Katsu curry. You tried to help but he quite literally manhandled you to sit down at the dining table. If there was a growing bulge in your pants you quickly decided to ignore it.

After he finished, he placed a bowl in front of you and sat down beside you. You ate in complete silent. It was a bit uncomfortable because you weren’t used to dinners like this but it gave you perfect view of Yuki.

He looked so pretty? You weren’t sure. He had pulled his bangs back with a cute hello kitty pin and you couldn’t help but wonder who gave him that. He didn’t seem like the boy to like cute stuff. You were able to see his eyes better now—fox like eyes staring right at you.

You coughed slightly and looked down at your curry. “Hm, this is good curry, Yuki. Who, uh, taught you how to make it?”

“My mom.”

“Oh. Where’s your parents?”

“They’re out for the weekend.” He said, his eyes trailing down your face, right to your lips. “They won’t be back until Monday.”

Oh? A slight shudder left your body as your back straightened. The whole weekend? Did he not want this to last the week?

“But today is a full week?”

Yuki hummed. “Since we started dating? Yeah, do you like those type of things?”

“Eh?”

“Keeping track of how long we’ve been together? Do you like doing that? I can do it for you.” He said, finishing his plate off.

“Uh—”

“Sorry I couldn’t meet you during the week, I had to help plan the festival coming up.” He reached over and grabbed your plate. The plates clinked together as he carried them to the sink, gently dropping them in.

Before you could stand up, you felt Yuki rest his chin on your shoulder. You flinched at the touch but calmed down as his nose nuzzled your neck. A giggle left your lips at the ticklish touch. He pressed a kiss on your collarbone before pulling away, motioning for you to get up.

“Do you,” he muttered, reaching over and grabbing the back of your head. “want to make out?” You didn’t even think before eagerly nodding, looking up at him expectantly. He pressed his lips against yours with ease. His glasses pushed against your face but you didn’t find it in yourself to care.

Your hand slowly reached up his body before resting themselves on his shoulders, fingers curling at his button up. Your lips locked with his, easily moving in tandem without pulling apart. Breathing didn’t seem important at the moment.

You hadn’t even noticed you were standing on your toes until the pressure on them began to hurt. A struggled gasp left you as you pulled away, needing to catch a breath while also resting back on the balls of your feet. But Yuki immediately chased your lips, sacrificing his back as he bent down.

His hands gripped your waist, his thumbs digging into your skin. When did he even pull open your shirt? You didn’t get to think with how eager he was kissing you. It felt like you were the inexperienced one with how easily he was taking control.

“Y-Yuki.” You managed to moan into his lips, pulling away to breathe. A giggle left you when he subconsciously chased after your lips again but you pressed a finger against his. “Wait a minute.”

It was different—but in a good way. You were always the one in control during make outs. People were the one to pull away after you made them breathless. It was exciting for it to be the opposite.

“Are you…?” You whispered, wanting to make sure.

Sure, you were a degenerate who liked having sex with virgins, but you always toned yourself down when you did. Treat them like glass unless stated otherwise was your motto!

Yuki hummed. “Virgin? Yeah.”

“Do you know how—?”

“—I’m a virgin, not an idiot.”

You pouted. “I was just checking. Your first time needs to be good.”

“It’s already good.” He whispered, a slight smirk on his lips when you looked away in embarrassment. “But it could be better.”

“Hm? Better how?”

For the first time ever, you saw Yuki’s lips pull into a full smirk. Oh no.

Oh no indeed…

In front of you on the bed was a dress. A cute dress. But a dress nonetheless. It was white with a black bow on the chest. Frilly ends on the sleeves. Paired with white stockings.

The outfit reminded you of something but you didn’t know what.

You dated a lot of people. You’ve done strange shit because of people’s kinks. This, was tame. You shuddered at the time you dressed like a dog. Not even just dog ears and a tail… a full on dog.

Honestly this was a breath of fresh air. So you huffed and slipped out of your clothes, putting on the outfit with ease. Hm, it fit perfectly. You briefly wondered if Yuki somehow had your measurements.

“I’m dressed, Yuki.” You called, slipping on the last stockings. There was a mirror on the closet door. You moved over and couldn’t help but twirl. The dress really was cute. You took in the detailing of the dress and noticed a slight stain on one of the sleeves. But how could it have gotten a stain? Did Yuki make other people wear this?

That left a bitter taste in your mouth. Just because he was a virgin didn’t mean he hadn’t fooled around before. Which you couldn’t judge. That was your reputation!

A pair of arms wrapped around your waist causing you to flinch. Yuki hummed as he looked at you from the mirror. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, his face still stoic. But the way his hands gripped your waist and body as it trailed around you.

“It still fits.” He suddenly muttered. “I was worried you would’ve grown too much since then.”

“Huh? Grown?”

“You don’t remember it?” His hands gripped your waist as he easily spun you around to face him. “First year. School festival.”

Festival? You stared at him confused for a moment before gasping in disbelief. “No way! You kept this?! I thought I threw it out?!” You said, pulling at the fabric in pure shock.

In your first year, your class did a maid cafe, but instead of girls, it was boys as the maids. You played as the head maid because you looked more girlish compared to everyone when you wore the wig. It was fun but you didn’t see the use in keeping the dress after so you threw it up.

Apparently Yuki found it.

“You did. I just grabbed it before they took out the trash. I would’ve saved the wig too..” he muttered, a slight pout on his lips.

You couldn’t help the slight scoff leaving you. “Wig? Do you want me to be a girl?”

“No. You just looked… cute. I like cute things.” He said, shrugging. “You just look cuter feminine.”

“But I don’t even remember you at the festival.”

Yuki hummed. “How could you? I was shorter than you back then. But I remember you. The cute head maid flaunting his cute little dress in front of everyone.”

You blushed. “I wouldn’t say I flaunted it…”

“Really? I think you were a lot of guys awakening that day. So many eyes on you.” His hands tugged at the bottom of the skirt. “Hm, you grew in height. It’s much shorter now.”

You reached down and noticed that it was resting just at the end of your ass. Certainly shorter than in first year when it was closer to your knees. Well at least you can say you did have a growth spurt… just nothing compared to Yuki’s.

“So, you want to have sex with me in it?”

“Mhm. I’ve masturbated to you wearing it for years now.”

You sputtered in shock, watching as Yuki moved away to possibly grab a condom and lube. This Ito Yuki was nothing to the one you thought you knew back at school. The way he could say it so casually made you feel some type of way. But you couldn’t explain it.

Gosh, you’d assume you’re the virgin.

With a slight pep talk in your mind, you squared your shoulders and stormed over to Yuki. He looked over at you and tilted his head, opening his lips to ask something but you pushed him down on the bed. Though you had to use a lot of strength for that—jeez, how tough was he?

You straddled his hips and grinned, looking down at him. “Don’t worry, Yuki~! I’ll make your first time special.” You whispered, gently rubbing your ass against his growing bulge.

Yuki seemed to want to say something but you kissed him, helping him pull off his pants. You knew what to do. You’ve done this so many times it was practically second nature. When you slipped off his boxers, you almost whimpered at the sight.

It was bigger than any you’ve seen before. That stereotype of slender men having bigger dicks didn’t seem like an internet lie anymore. You wondered if it looked bigger when he was thinner and didn’t have the lean muscle he had now.

Shit.

“Are you ready for your first blowjob?” You asked, smirking slightly. You expected him to finally start acting like a blushing virgin but he looked more so bored? Huh?

“Another time. I wanna be in you.”

You felt your cheeks flush. He wanted you quickly, huh? That’s a first. There were even times guys just wanted a blowjob from you and nothing else. This was, interesting to say the least. You gave him a hum and pulled down your own boxers, pulling up the dress.

You felt his eyes zero in on your body as you grabbed the lube and squirt some on your fingers. This was the best. Having someone watch you as you got yourself ready for them. You didn’t waste anytime, easily slipping in two fingers inside your hole. A grunt left you but you kept going, easily stretching yourself out.

If Yuki wanted to be inside, he’d get it. Besides, who doesn’t like a little bit of pain?

The dress was sticking to your skin already and you hadn’t even got his cock inside you yet. It was thin and a bit cheap in material but it certainly knew how to make you warm.

You reached over and grabbed the condom on the nightstand, easily tearing it open with your teeth. The slight eyebrow raise from Yuki made you smirk. It was a habit that you gained from sleeping around so much. Also past partners said it was sexy so you kept doing it.

What works, works!

After finally slipping the condom onto his cock, which surprisingly fit, you moved up to level your ass with his cock. You gave him a slight smile and rest your hand on his chest.

“You can always tell me to stop, okay?” You whispered, making sure he heard you. Yuki only gave you a nod, a look of impatience in his eyes.

Not wanting to make him anymore restless, you wordlessly began to sink down onto his cock. A short gasp filled the room as your fingers gripped his shirt. He was huge but feeling it inside was a whole different experience. You haven’t slept with a guy in a minute so you certainly felt a bit nervous than normal.

But it was fine.

The sight of Yuki was pretty to say the least. He still had on his stupid glasses, the hello kitty pin that held back his bangs. His face was already sweaty while his lips pulled into a slight grimace.

Ah, you knew the face well.

You leaned in close to him—your noses touching.

“Good? It’ll get better from here.” You grinned, leaning back as you slowly rolled your hips.

Except it didn’t really..?

It had to have been maybe ten minutes and Yuki hadn’t cummed at all. You came once which was embarrassing since you weren’t used to cumming before your partners. But you thought maybe he was just nervous so you kept bouncing on his cock.

But by the ten minute mark, he looked bored.

You thought you were imagining it but no, you could tell he was zoning out. His eyes were focused on you but he wasn’t reacting. Even when you picked up the pace, he didn’t even grunt.

A wave of embarrassment mixed in with anger flared within you. You stilled your hips to a stop, finally earning Yuki’s attention as he blinked and actually paid attention to you.

“Seriously…” You grunted, rolling your eyes. “If I’m that boring, you take over!” You were so used to being in control that you actually didn’t want him to take over. Really you wanted to go home, fully embarrassed that in the first time in forever, your partner wasn’t satisfied.

The hands that once laid on your thighs without any grip slowly moved upwards, digging its’ nails into the free upper thigh that wasn’t covered by your knee socks. You let out a surprised grunt at the pain but you didn’t even get to say anything about it before they trail up and grip your waist.

A gasp leaves you when you feel his hips slam up into you.

“Wh—?”

Colors blur as you feel yourself be pushed down onto the bed, your head bouncing slightly from the fast movement. Your legs are grabbed and pushed up, almost knocking yourself in the face.

“Yuki..!” You managed to cry out at his manhandling but he doesn’t seem to care at the moment. You can only watch as he takes off the hair clip and carelessly tosses it away. His bangs fall over his eyes and to your dismay, you can’t see them this time.

Doesn’t help the bedroom is only lit by a small lamp on the nightstand. The shadows practically cover his upper face beside his lips. You can see a slight glint in his glasses but he soon removed them as well, gently resting them on the nightstand.

It’s weird. Your stomach starts to feel weird again. That same feeling when he pulled you close on Valentine’s Day. What was this?

A quick slap of skin bleeds into the room as your thoughts are jumbled before you could even think. You could’ve sworn you heard a cry—like a high pitched voice. Was that?

Yeah, it was you.

Your back arched as Yuki slammed his cock inside you in a constant rhythm. There was cries and whimpers coming straight from you in tandem with his thrusts. You’ve never sounded like this before—you didn’t even think you could make a sound like this.

Your eyes began to water as you pressed your hand against your lips, wanting to muffle the new strange sounds coming.

“Hey…” Yuki’s thrusting slowed down as he reached over and grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand away. “Did I say you can do that?” His fingers tightened around your wrist, earning a slight squeak from you in pain.

A laugh filled the room. A boyish smile appearing on Yuki’s lips. He looked so scary like this. No eyes for you to look in. Just the sight of his lips being your only way of knowing how he’s feeling.

“You’re so cute. Like a little hamster.”

“H..Hamster..?”

“Mhm.” His thrusting began again, filling the room with the sounds of squelching and skin slapping. “Cute little hamster. Squishy.”

“Squish—!”

A whimper left you as your toes curled. Shit, you were cumming already?! You let out a grunt and turned your head to the side, wanting to just bury it in the soft bedsheets beneath you.

“Two already.” Yuki said absentmindedly, his hands releasing your thighs as he slowed down his thrusting. You glanced over at him, seeing his hands trail up your body. They were veiny. Larger than yours. He could hold both of your wrists with one hand. You shuddered at the thought.

“Don’t make fun of me.” You whispered, hoping he would just cum already.

Yuki hummed. “I’m making fun of you?” He asked, genuinely confused. You wish you could see his eyes—just to see a glimpse into what he’s thinking. But all you get a little smile.

“I’m not making fun of you. I’m keeping count.” His hands reached the top of your collar, slowly tightening around it. You hummed, wondering what he was about to do. “So I can give you more next time.”

“Give me more?”

“Mhm.”

The sound of fabric tearing caught your attention as you glanced down and saw your dress being torn apart by Yuki’s hands. It started off slow, as if he was fighting the seams before easily pulling it apart once he reached the middle.

A strangled moan left you at the show of strength. Oh man. How could you survive any longer with this guy?

“Yuki!”

“I’ve always wanted to do that.” He said, leaning down as he pressed kisses on your bare skin. Your toes curled as you gripped at the bed sheets beneath you. “I’ll buy you prettier dresses.”

A breathy whimper left your lips. “There’ll be a next time?”

“Why wouldn’t there be? You’re my boyfriend.” He pulled out his cock and easily flipped you to rest on the side of your stomach. He plopped down behind you and raised one of your legs, slotting himself easily back into your tight heat.

“Y… You actually like me..?” You muttered, gasping as he begins a slow and steady pace, resting his chin on your shoulder.

Yuki simply hummed. “I wanna fuck you. We can talk later.” He said bluntly. You shrieked as he captured your lips into a kiss and began fucking you in a harsh pace.

The sounds of skin slapping and your muffled moans filled the room. Your fingers digging into the bed while his dug into your skin. There was a slight burn on your thighs and you weren’t sure if he possibly broke your skin from just how hard he gripped you.

You pulled away from the kiss, needing to catch your breath when you noticed why Yuki had put you in this position. The fucking mirror.

Damn pervert.

You couldn’t really hide yourself, not with his arm holding you up. All you could do was kiss him again, not having to see your fucked out expression. It didn’t take long for you to reach another orgasm with ease, the cum coating your stomach in a sight of white liquid.

A whimper left your sore throat as Yuki maneuvered you to rest on your knees as he continued fucking into you. Finally, you buried your face into the sheets, biting them to muffle your moans.

“I’m close. Just a little more, (Name)-Chan.”

Yuki let out a surprised grunt when he felt you tighten around his cock. You whimpered in embarrassment, squeezing your eyes shut. No way. No way that your body just did that.

A slight chuckle left Yuki as he draped his chest against your back, his chin resting on your shoulder. “So cute, (Name)-Chan.” With that, he pulled away and gripped your hips as he chased his own release. It didn’t take too long, his grunts mixing in with your cries.

His hips slammed against your ass as he groaned, finally reaching his orgasm. You hummed before feeling something wet coat your insides. Yuki pulled away and hummed.

“It broke.”

You turned around, seeing him hold a broken condom. “It broke?!” You cried, moving to sit up only to wince in pain. “Yuki… why are you so calm?!”

“It’s fine. It looks pretty.” He said, pointing at the cum slowly leaking from your ass.

“Pervert!”

“Mhm.” He pushed up his sweaty bangs and sighed, his eyes finally meeting yours. “Shower?”

“Yeah. Uhm, are we… a couple?”

“Yeah.” He got off the bed and leaned over to you, a slight smirk on his lips. “I’m the only man you can be a slut for from now on.”

“I’m not a slut!”

Yuki only gave you a shrug before walking away to start the bath. Well, it looked like you weren’t a playboy anymore.

But it felt good.

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First fic back!! Way longer than it needed to be… hope yall like Yuki. I kinda want to make him into a full OC, but I’ll see.

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[biscuitdragonwithastick]

Obsessed with the idea of a mimic posing as a plushie. You don’t know it, but every time you rut into it your favorite plushie has to fight its instincts to not fuck you back.

Mmmmm. Cuddling next to it. Washing it. It wants to fuck you so bad, but it can’t without revealing itself.

[lulu-fic]

IMAGINE

Y/n (male reader) was a gamer, not very well known, who did not showed his face as he liked his peaceful everyday life while still having a thriving social presence.

And as every community has a creator that they look up to, the gamer community also had one.

And it was him.

But oh y/n hated his guts. Because 1. He was hot 2. He was rude and last but not least he had a personality of a Playboy.

So when the so-called gamer god decided to comment something rude about a hater, y/n decided to clap back by tweeting "Just because you have a pretty face and nice gaming skills doesn't mean you can comment about someone's face."

Of course that post quickly blew up. And of course he decided to react to it by saying some mean things to y/n and about his face.

So to clock him, y/n posted picture of his a bare, washed face and just tagged him, and just went to sleep with his phone switched off.

Later that night he decided to react to y/n's "reply" to his comment. He also thought it would be a good idea to live stream his reaction. Bad idea.

Because as he was live streaming his reaction, going all "let's see this y/n so-called comeback." But when he finally saw y/n's post, he was..... dumbfounded. His jaw slacked.

Y/n was drop-dead gorgeous. He was so pretty with his natural pink cheeks and plump lips. So of course he had to send y/n a follow request on the game arena and follow all his social platforms. But Wrong move.

As all of this was recorded was on his live stream. Soon the whole twitter gaming community was in uproar about how whipped he was. Tbh, he genuinely didn't care as he got a excuse to stake a claim on you.

In morning, when y/n woke up and finally checked his phone, he nearly fell off his bed to see the chaos unfolding on the twitter. But when he got to know the reason behind, he knew he was screwed.

Well, this might be a start of something new.

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[walssh]

What I see

What I think:

[idiotmf]

Screw ghosts

Ahem...

Paranormal investigator reader who keeps getting screwed (with) by ghosts.

Additionally, ghost reader who keeps screwing (with) the paranormal investigators.

MDNI, NSFW

Okay, okay, another one of those "hear me out" posts, I feel like most of my drafts are currently those sorts of posts.

I like the idea of a paranormal investigator (you) going around haunted places to try and get fucked by ghosts.

Gender of the ghosts don't matter.

All that matters is getting something ghostly shoved up your hole or bouncing on your needy cock, spread open or submerged in something you can't even see. Licked, groped and fucked by said ghost, maybe there's even multiple involved or maybe it's just one with a ton of hands, a ton of cocks or even mouths. Your imagination is your limit.

I mean, you wouldn't know, aside from the fact you're getting your brains fucked out, you also can't really see them, so who knows what they are but let's be real, you're just a little slut for those ghosts, you don't really care.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

I also kinda like ghost reader fucking (with) a paranormal investigator who happens to be looking for ghosts to fuck them.

Go sit on a paranormal investigator's face today or shove a surprise down their throat and watch their mouth gape with nothing inside!

Bounce on their cock or make them bend over for yours. The possibilities are endless, go make that little slut submit to you!

Fill them up like the little whore they are or force them to try and fill you up, but oopsie, you're a ghost, so their needy little dick might spurt cum everywhere.

You know they'll come back for more sooner or later and if not, the next one is probably coming around soon, waiting for a ghost to take charge.

We need more monster reader x human character, truly.

Be the needy investigator to someone's horny ghost or vice versa.

Cheers, fellow freaks. (✌◠▽◠)

[lazy4honey]

Dawn Dance

Contains: seahorse merpeople/hybrids, female x male reader, ovipositor, breeding, NSFW & MDNI

After days of swimming side by side while holding tails and dancing around a strand of seagrass, the time has finally come. Pumping water through your egg pouch to expand and open it, you show her the empty inside. She caresses your trunk and the rim of your pouch, making you shiver with anticipation and your brood pouch flutter.

You continue touching each other as you leave the strand of seagrass behind and rise up, and you pull her close and kiss her. Your tongues and tails entangle in a passionate embrace, her belly bulging with eggs pressing against yours, so close you can feel her erect ovipositor rubbing over the entrance of your brood pouch.

Then she inserts her ovipositor. Frantic thrusts make you moan into her mouth and your tail curls around hers as she caused wave after wave of pleasure to surge from your entrance up and down your spine, up to the top of your head and down to the tip of your tail. Her punishing pace gives you no time to think, completely filling your mind with the overwhelming sensation of getting railed into oblivion by her.

As time passes, her thrusts grow sloppier and you can feel her ovipositor throbbing inside your hole, a telltale sign that she’s about to come. And then she comes, ramming her ovipositor deep inside your pouch one last time before it erupts, making you come with her. She groans as she pumps load after load of eggs into your pouch and fills you up till your trunk swells.

Hundreds, maybe even thousands of eggs pour into you and are coated by your cum. Both are released in a steady, pleasurable stream as she keeps gently rocking into you throughout, even as the two of you start sinking back down.

And then she pulls out and leaves, letting you simmer in the blissful afterglow of your short yet passionate union.

[multi-fandom-imagine]

I also thought of these ideas for Bruno cause apparently I have no life.

So I'm gonna make a poll and let ya'll decide which I should write or if I should write them all

1. A Vision of Obsession (Breeding Kink / Possessiveness / Prophecy)

After Bruno receives a vision of you swollen with his child, he becomes obsessed with making it a reality. It starts soft, with whispered promises, but quickly turns intense—Bruno fucking you slow but deep, muttering in awe about how “perfect” you’ll look carrying his baby. His grip tightens every time you moan his name, breathless and desperate, as he keeps you close, panting, “I saw this… I need this.”

2. The Hidden Room (Voyeurism / Semi-Public / Tension)

You stumble into his vision cave, and after a heated argument over his secrecy, things explode. Bruno bends you over one of his sand-covered platforms, hissing your name as the echoes of your cries fill the empty room. He can’t help but glance at the glowing green fragments that flicker around you both—uncertain if they’re showing the past… or the future.

3. Midnight Madness (Dream Sharing / Prophetic Sex)

Bruno confesses he’s been dreaming of you—intimate, wild dreams he can’t explain. One night, you wake to find him at your door, trembling and breathless, saying he has to know if it feels the same awake. He takes you slowly, reverently, kissing every inch like it’s sacred, whispering that it’s better than he ever imagined.

4. Sanctuary (Soft Dom / Praise / Emotional Release)

You’re the first person to make Bruno feel safe and wanted. One night, he lets go. He pushes you against the candlelit walls of his room, his voice thick with awe as he tells you how beautiful you are, how he doesn’t deserve you. He makes love to you like he’s worshiping you—gentle, but insistent, needing to hear every moan, needing to give you everything.

5. Desperate Visions (Rough / Possessive / Mirror Play)

Bruno gets a vision of someone else trying to take you from him. It shakes him. The next time you’re alone, he’s rougher than usual—pulling your clothes off, dragging you to the nearest reflective surface so he can fuck you while making you watch. “You’re mine,” he growls against your throat, “say it.” And you do. Over and over again.

6. Candlelit Confessions (First Time / Shy / Tender)

It’s your first time together, and Bruno is shy—nervous hands, flushed cheeks, hesitant kisses. But once you guide him, his touch becomes confident, reverent. He moans your name like a prayer, taking his time to explore your body, savoring every sigh and gasp. When he finally sinks into you, it’s with a stuttering breath and wide, teary eyes—overwhelmed by how much he loves you.

7. Behind the Wall (Secret Tryst / Dangerous Setting)

During a family party, the tension becomes unbearable. Bruno sneaks you behind one of the moving walls in the Casita—panting, muttering “just a minute”—before lifting your skirt and sinking his cock into you with quiet desperation. Every creak of the shifting walls, every laugh from the party beyond, makes it riskier… and hotter.

8. Touched by Fate (Magic / Spiritual / Supernatural Lust)

When you touch one of Bruno’s glowing vision tablets, you accidentally see a glimpse of your future—naked and tangled in his arms, being fucked slowly in a swirl of golden sand and green light. The next time you see him, you’re both trembling. As the vision starts coming true, the lines between prophecy and passion blur completely.

[prompt-heaven]

smut prompt list no. 2

1) overwhelmed, but happy crying during sex 

2) crying crying during sex that leads to a pause or early end to comfort and take care of whatever emotions bubbled over 

3) depression sex in order to feel something good for once

4) messy drunk sex that is then forgotten the morning after

5) filming it, either for private purposes or because they’re amateur pornstars

6) mutual masturbation

7) spying on/walking in on their partner touching themself 

8) sex in exchange for a favour

9) car sex

10) quiet airplane bathroom sex

11) touching the other while at the movies

12) sex while there is the background noise of a rainstorm outside

13) being snowed in together and fucking in front of the fireplace 

14) pool/hot tub sex

15) stargazing that turns into sex

16) the classic “oh, let me help you put some sunscreen on” but then the little massage turns into something more

17) sex while camping

18) fucking in the bar bathroom and being too drunk to care about being quiet 

19) when the teasing in the dressing room gets a little too hot

20) shower/bath sex

[ghoulishhx]

been thinking about frank with a reader whos a switch… like sometimes she needs to be taken care of and sometimes she just wants to fuck the living daylights out of him- poor guy would get emotional whiplash but would be too turned on to complain

I had to write on this pretty much the second the request came through because me as fuck. need more switch representation in frank fics/drabbles honestly!! this is a mixture of a headcanon/drabble, idk i got too excited to write this LOL

18+ MDNI below the cut :3

Frank Castle x Switch!Reader

so i picture it like this. one minute you're bent over, ass high as your face is smushed into the pillow, franks hand wrapped around the back of your neck whispering the most sinful, dirty things

"that feel good baby? you're so fuckin' tight princess, made to take my cock shit... my dirty fuckin' girl"

he would growl into your ear, making you a whining mess, incoherently begging him for more.

he slams impossibly harder into you with each thrust, the sound of skin slapping against each other fills the room as a hand lands on the flesh of your ass with a harsh smack.

you're so unbelievably cockdrunk you don't recognise it as pain, only sending pleasure through your body like a jolt of electricity.

"that's it babydoll, cum for me. my good girl, all mine." primal possession takes over him as he continues ruining you. moans and whines leave your mouth along with his name and a string of curse words as you milk him dry, orgasming so hard around his cock. you loved being used by him, you loved being his to devour.

the next moment you're on top of him, riding him with one of your soft hands wrapped around his neck, taking complete control of all the movement, all the pleasure.

I believe frank does not have the ability to fully let go and let you go hard dom on him, but he loves you more than anything and if his sweet girl wants to use him, he'd be damned if he didn't give her what she wants.

"fuck frank, being so good f'me. filling me up so well." you whine, tightening your grip around his neck as you grind your hips harshly against his, he can't help but whimper at the sensation of your walls throbbing around his length, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he grips your hips so intensely you're for sure gonna be bruised in the morning.

"mhm sweet girl, take what ya need. 'm all yours princess fuck, i belong to you." he babbles as you giggle, relishing in the way your boyfriend has come so undone for you, allowing you to explore the more dominant side of you. he was too fucked out to even care about how he sounded, too drunk off of your voice, touch, body.

you hum appreciatively, addicted to the way his cock twitches inside of you, the way his moans hitch in his throat as his jaw ticks. you could tell he was getting close.

"gonna cum for me frankie? fill up my pretty pussy huh? make me yours baby." you coo, guiding him through his release as he paints your insides white with his seed. the noises that erupt from him sends another orgasm barrelling through you, joining him in ecstacy.

"that's it baby, good boy. such a good boy for me." you test the waters as you reach down, plunging your fingers into your spent core, collecting your shared juices along your digits. removing them from your cunt, you thrust them into his mouth. he doesn't think, he instantly starts lapping up the juices, tongue swirling around your fingers, sucking them dry. your clit throbs at the view beneath you, Frank fucking Castle being so fucked out of it that he's wrapped around your finger, literally.

ARGHHHH I NEEEEEED HIMMMM

a/n: I hope this is ok pookie, it's very self indulgent because I would do anything to have this. I'd be more than happy to write more stuff like this, switch reader x frank is everything to me

ok mwah you know the drill

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[squishysoftmonsters]

Triggers : Sexual Content/Expansion/[Mature +18 Minors /Ageless DNI]

💚Imagine trying to use the water in your home..but it was green otherworldly slime that had the feeling of man jizz..

Imagine coming home after a hard day of work. You hear squelches,scrambling and chitter sounds,as if little monsters invaded the plumbing of your house.

Usual bathroom time for you was 3am..but your tired eyes focused on a lengthy mass that seemed to be asleep in the sink. Its glow was very faint. You thought it was an alien leech.

Nervously turning on the light,it was several glowing penile eel monsters that screeched awake once the light hit them,trying to scramble out of the sink. They squished and writhed free of your firm hold,slithering back into hiding.

You : Seriously,dildo monsters in my house? This can't be happening to me..

You sighed looking at your impressive collection and dropped your face into your hands while sitting on your bed. The plumber would laugh his ass off with you trying to explain that living dildo monsters are affecting the quality of water. Who could you tell?

Your head did a u turn at a chitter under your bed,a single green eye staring into yours.

You : [softly] Its okay little guy. You can come out. Pun not intended.

A soft mrrrrp noise came from the penile alien creature as it inched toward your hand. The red and white banding throughout with teeth decor supporting it's body reminded of your favorite pour.

You lifted and petted it..Treating it like a little animal,building it a dark place to lay its soft head. Days went by,and you noticed your penis pet began to grow out of the little enclosure,features more and more defined.

You : They grow so fast. [gasps]

More mmrrrp noises came from your pipes,your sink..toilet and shower head. Soon your house was squirming with large penile aliens! Their tender knobs and teeth decor against your face.

You : [gasps] Oh dear...

The penile aliens began to poke where they shouldnt,but you were firm with them. You could'nt sleep with the mmrrp noises,and being covered in their slime,as they turned demanding..fighting to be intimate with you.

Over time they became aggressive and jealous as you spent intimate time with your toys and not them. Their warm,pleasant smelling bodies began to pile and wrap you,screeching and fighting for your holes.

You : [snarls] Bad..BAD.

You yelped as one went in you,stretching your stomach,then your knees buckled and you collapsed.

The mmrrp noises became erratic as they stuffed you. It felt horrible,but it felt good too. Weighted,full and gurgling,you panted and wobbled around your house,feeling them rhythmically pump you from inside.

You : [weak laughter] Eheh..

You fell to the floor,squirming and gasping in orgasm,spurting slime as the alien penile monsters had their way with you. Fat and engorged,you looked like an round egg on the ground,enjoying the pleasurable fullness of being stuffed from inside.

They climbed all over your body,sucking and biting on your body,covering you in hickeys. High from their pleasant smell,you did'nt fight them.

Their mmrrp noises were like music to your ears as you lulled to sleep in utter orgasmic bliss. You kept the penile aliens..and they kept you...

They took over your home..They became your everything...

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[sooniebby]

Thinking thinking—cocky male reader whose friend’s with a virgin, this is when you’re both teens. Friend comes to reader saying he wants to lose his virginity to someone he trusts.

Reader takes said virginity and it soon leads to a friends with benefit type deal for the next three years. You just love how whiny he is while you fuck him… being able to just shove him against the wall and take him…

Until you notice he doesn’t seem to react as much anymore.

He no longer whimpers or lets out high pitched screams. He doesn’t even moan. Each time he acts more dominant, pushing you against the wall, being the one to tear your clothes off.

It was as if the shy virgin was long gone, replaced by a man taking what’s his. His soft grips turning harsh against your skin. No longer grabbing your shoulders but now your waist.

Doesn’t help that you’re no longer tall than him. He’s stronger, muscular, and towers over you with ease. His once innocent eyes look at you with sadistic intentions.

Then a few days later when you try to fuck him again, he tells you he wants to top this time—which you hesitate towards but allow it

And he fucking claims you. Using every little thing you did to him times ten. He has you screaming and crying on his cock. Doesn’t help his cock is bigger than you thought

Now you’re the whiny little cockslut begging for more. He takes you whenever he pleases, acting more aggressive than you ever did. You don’t even attempt to try and top him again, after getting spanked when you mentioned the idea.

He enjoys your whimpers, cries, and moans. You were such a great teacher, even if you had no clue he was waiting to corrupt you as his slut.

“Thanks for teaching me, (Name). I know your body well now.”

Something about the bottom turning into a ruthless top that does something to me…

[lulu-fic]

IMAGINE

Y/n is a grown adult, living all alone by himself. He also likes to dress up in feminine clothing and put a little bit makeup whenever he goes outside. Although he do gets curious stares here and there, but y/n just simply don't care.

One night after a draining day of work, y/n comes home all sweaty. But one nice shower can solve all problems, don't you think? He finishes his nice steamy shower, feeling at peace.

Y/n gets himself ready to go to bed- wearing his fav slik two piece pajama, applying his dior lip gloss, and caster oil on his eyelashes, lighting his fav rose scented candle- smelling like a rose himself.

At somewhere around midnight, when he was lost in his slumber, y/n's balcony makes a screeching sound indicating someone has broken into his house.

He wakes up alarmingly, trying to see the culprit. But before y/n could even properly react the intruder already have him pinned on his bed, with a knife against his collar.

"A'right doll, don't make a noise, okay?" The intruder says. But it seems like y/n is liking the thrill, because the pre-cum is staining his silk shorts, making a noticeable wet spot.

Even the intruder seems to notice this. "Y"er liking this, aren't you, doll?" "I'm not a doll." Y/n interject, trying to seem tough. But the intruder didn't seemed to appreciate his thought.

Which brings us to this present situation- with y/n's face down, ass up, with his hole being roughly pounded, tears running down his face- in pure fucked up bliss.

When the intruder's thrust were getting more rough, hitting y/n prostate with every hit, y/n clenched at the bedsheets beneath him and tried to tum away from the pleasure.

The intruder also seemed to notice this. He grabbed y/n's hip in a strong grasp and said, "Where are you running to, prince?"

With the final hit, y/n spurted cum from cock (also the fourth time he came that night), eyes rolling back in the skull. The intruder also came, painting y/n's gummy wall white.

"Hah, I had a great time, doll. Will be coming again." He said as a farewell.

And let's just say he was not the only one that was coming after that night.

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[vampyvalentines]

𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓/𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖..

my dear smut writers, are you running out of ideas or getting no requests? poor thing, heres a list to help!

“if you wanna cum so badly then get off on my shoe/thigh.”

overstimulating after (character or reader) came without permission

picking wildflowers and accidentally grabbing an aphrodisiac flower

artist painting their muse, who is tied up with vibrators running on them

yandere/obsessive character coming through their darling’s window after hearing them touch theirself

doctor experimenting on their patient with multiple toys and restraints

(this one is for dark content) yandere carving their name in their darling out of jealousy

playing games and streaming and trying to be quiet while somethings happening under the desk

faking an orgasm turns into overstimulating and dumbification

these were all off the top of my head but i hope you find them useful!