#snake like tounge

[blluntrotation]

sorry nothing really to show, for now, only starry little doodles

[quillkiller]

also. lunarry has a lot of snakes and harry is still a parselmouth

[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

He's eating them alive

I'm saying this respectfully, Oscar Isaac kisses like a whore

[thetangibleghost]

i want to give my self a piercing

[whereserpentswalk]

Reblog to let the demon come to you. Like to enlarge their power.

[arlertwhore]

pairing: paige bueckers x fem! reader synopsis: paige & you get the sexiest quickie EVER in during the concert.

warning(s): pipin' hot smut, car sex, tipsy paige, paige is acc insane, squirting, fingering, hickeys, masturbating, pussy eating, tounge fucking, finger/throatfucking, nipple play.. believe thts it's. author note: i know y'all saw celeste take advantage of me with this new paige post 😫 highkey not complainin, ik y'all see how hot she looks LIKE SHEESSH. written very late - unedited, might be choppy and stuff but overall rly hot guys wow.

"Soooooo hot..." you muttered breathlessly, feeling the relentless summer sun of Connecticut beating down on you. From your side, Paige, your girlfriend, quipped playfully, "Me?" before her hands snaked around to grapple your waist and pull you into her body, the height difference making you lean slightly back into her. "Or you?"  It was the night of the concert, and Paige, having had a few drinks beforehand, was more uninhibited, which became evident in her bold actions as you both stood amidst the crowd. She kissed your cheek, her body enveloping you securely as her leg slipped in between yours from behind, guiding your cunt on it. Usually, Paige caging you in and having her way with you like you were a slut was the most comfortable thing in the world, but now... using your butt, you bumped Paige away by her crotch playfully. "Baby, relax..." you said softly, "It's too hot for all that, P."

Being honest, the heat was almost unbearable, each ray of sunlight searing your exposed skin and covering it with a soft sheen of sweat. You had resorted to wearing the skimpiest of clothes, a light tank top and shorts, no bra, no panties, and Paige bored at you with a glint in her eye, clearly enjoying the sight. She always did like it when you dressed this way, your minimal clothing clinging to your damp skin, emphasizing every curve. The summer sun was unforgiving, but it seemed Paige was more than appreciative of the season's effects on you.

She smirked, taking this as a challenge.

The girl quick and strong, pulled you in by your shoulders and forced laughter out of you as she tilted your jaw up to face her, one hand on your forehead and the other on your jaw as she tongued your lips messily, trying to amusedly fluster you.

"Stop!" you giggled against her unrelenting tongue, hands on her chest clad in simply a gray tank-top. "Gross, P, ewww!" From her side, KK chimed in, "Ew is right y'all," her face scrunching up in disgust as she pulled her girlfriend away from you both, closer to her.

From her side, KK chimed in, "Ew is right y'all," her face scrunching up in disgust as she pulled her girlfriend away from you both, closer to her. Paige, who couldn't keep her tongue in her mouth to save her life, playfully stuck it out at KK and then quipped, "You two are like grandmas," to which KK rolled her eyes and retorted, "Girl, boo!" before refocusing on her girlfriend.

Your girlfriend knew just how to make you laugh, even when nothing was funny and you were dying of heat, and the concert hadn't even begun yet. You were here with all of Paige's friends and all their partners, only showing up because you didn't want Paige to be alone, but you hated it all. Seeing Paige so happy, though, vibing with her friends, fans, and just being herself made it worth it.

On the flipside, before leaving after getting ready, in the car, Paige had started something unfinished when she gave you a hickey. As she explained it, if you were going to be out dressed like this, everybody needed to know who you belonged to. When you chased her lips, hands itching to sneak down her boxers, she revved the car and brought you here, standing in the crowd awaiting the artist to emerge, in this current predicament. You were hot and bothered, in every sense, and you couldn't wait until your next chance to get Paige alone.

Judging by her fans approaching every minute, her friends taking group videos with her, her promising "he'll be here any minute now, we can't leave to a washroom"—soon didn't seem likely, until you were so hot that touch made you feel gross.

Seeing your closed-off demeanor, Paige had been trying to play two sticks at once, drunkenly thinking PDA was fine for her to do since most of the couples at the concert already were, but it wasn't what you wanted.

The instant you bumped her away, she could tell you wanted privacy with her, perhaps in the air-conditioned car, but she needed more eagerness from you before she could wholeheartedly decide to abandon the concert momentarily.

"Sure you want me to stop?" she teased, hand spinning your body so you could face her fully. She gazed down at you hungrily, her eyes lingering on the gentle sweat glistening on your chest. "Fuck," she whispered, pulling at your top, the fabric teasing your nipples, "Your tits looks so cute and shiny, baby," she murmured, "Wanna put my face on em'."

Your hands grazed over her abs, tracing them. Gosh, she was getting so ripped. You blamed the training. "Bueckers," you murmured warningly, "Paige, don't tease me again like you did earlier. You're a dick."

She smiled at you, her tongue darting out to lick her bottom lip as she promised, "I ain't playing with you, ma." She gently brushed your hair away from your face, leaning in to whisper softly in your ear, "If you'd let me, I'd take you to my car and fuck the shit out of you."

"A concert quickie? Oh Paige, you're quite the romantic!" you chuckled, placing your arms over her shoulders as her hands found your waist, then, inevitably your ass. She slapped it, catching your ass back in her big palm with a tight squeeze. "5 minutes. Final offer. I don't wanna miss it, he's doing my jam first."

You pouted. "I know, but I just wish you could give it to me longer." The flex of her arms as she played with your ass was so enticing. She kneaded your cheeks gently, her singular hand coming up to grab your face and caress your cheek softly before moving down to your neck, tracing the dark purple spot. "At least I can give you more of these. Hate the way these guys look at you," she said softly before pecking you. "C'mon."

Pulling on your hand, she forced you to join her on a sprint back to her car. As you both ran off, the group called after her, "Paige! You good?" and she shouted back, "Yeah!" as she led the way. When you got tired, Paige was a gentleman and carried you bridal style the entire jog back to her car. She panted, her silver chain dangling in your face, lips parted as she reached into her back pocket for her keys. When she found them, she unlocked the car and threw you inside, causing you to yelp. "Paige!" you exclaimed, "Easy there, babe, I promise he wants to take his time relaxing t-" She silenced you by climbing atop you in the backseat, not bothering to shut the door as she pressed her lips to yours and kissed you passionately.

You broke away, trying to speak as she peppered kisses down your neck, her knee working at your core. "P-Paige, the door, close it."

She was heavy atop you in the best way, and she felt good and sinful, especially when she whispered against your neck, "This is what you wanted, right?" leaving you rebuttaless.

"Yeah, but���fuck—close the...close the door, please," you pleaded.

She stops. "Since you asked nicely..." and closes the door before reclining the seats, making more space for you both. "And since I can't say no to you, princess," she adds with a playful smile.

You can't say no to her either. When she lays you down against the new flat space and demands, "Hold your shorts to the side," you do as told immediately. "And... bite your shirt. Keep your tits out for me."

Paige knows you're short on time but tries to engrave this image into her mind, gazing at you for a while. Your wet cunt throbs at her invitingly, your eyebrows furrowed with desire, perky tits with hard nipples, and a muffled whine of her name, "Paige," into your shirt. "Pleeff," you muffled urgently.

You sometimes forgot your girlfriend ate pussy differently when she was under the influence. Sober, she was a lot more precise and careful, but the sloppy, uninhibited, and dirty way she got down while in subspace was just tantalizing.

Her eyes are intense on yours as she licks your clit, skittering across it repeatedly, her head swaying entrancingly from side to side. "Oh!" you gasp, "Wait, wait, wait Paige, wait—" You try to clamp your legs shut and tell her she's going too fast to start, but she holds them open, her muscles firm and brooding.

When she shakes her head, "No," to assert her control and disregard your protests, it inadvertently makes her tongue move across your clit at that same intense pace as before, and you arch your back off the seat, hands trembling as you fight to hold your shorts aside.

Your hole clenches around nothing, leaking arousal, and Paige uses her hand to scissor and hold your folds apart as she dips her tongue inside you, fitting it in and out with slow strokes as she rubs your clit gently. "You like that, sexy?" she whispered, and you clamped your free hand over your mouth as you watched people walk by the car on their way to the show. "Fumbudys..gun..nna sfhee," you muffled again.

The skill of your girlfriend was spectacular. As she teased your clit, her free hand slipped beneath her boxers, pleasuring herself, while her occupied hand separated your folds. Her tongue slurped up everything you could give her, brushing against your wet walls and finding its way to your spot.

Your hand fell down to her, reaching into her tank top and teasing her nipples as she moaned softly into your pussy. And for the first time ever, you realize, if loud enough while making noise, the tongue will vibrate too—not just the lips.

"Paige, I wanna taste you, P," you requested politely, and she smiled, pausing to fit her fingers into your mouth, coated in her wetness and intoxicating with the scent of her arousal. She drove her fingers into your throat, met with resistance, persisting until you choked back tears.

"Suck 'em like that, baby… Get 'em nice and wet so they fit perfectly into my pussy, alright?" She had long discarded of her black sweatpants, having unlaced and wiggled them off somewhere along the hazy ordeal. You didn't question your tipsy, subsequently superhuman girlfriend; instead, you focused on the view of her ass, abs, and pussy from above, wishing you could taste each.

"Good girrrl, princess," she praised as you spit on them before licking again, and once it begins to drip so profusely it runs down her wrist, she hurriedly places her fingers as a base on the ground and dissolves them inside herself, hips coming down with so much force it rocks the car.

The sight overwhelms you. Her finger and tongue swap places once more, and she resumes eating your pussy eagerly, creating sloppy, wet noises with saliva and slurping sounds echoing around. Her tongue lavishes your clit eagerly, swirling and twirling diligently, each bullet stroke of her tounge electric on your clit, causing you to tremor as she works you with expert precision.

Her long fingers thrust inside you with a force that seemingly matches her own intensity, and with eyes closed, she moans into your cunt, her hips slamming down onto her fingers, causing her ass to bounce rhythmically and her abs to tighten, constricting and releasing back-and-forth — a visual testament to her pleasure.

Your eyes fall lidded, and with desperate whimpers, you buck yourself against her face and fingers, suffocating her against your cunt, feeling her every breath through her nose fanning over the sensitive skin, tickling it. "Fuck, Paige, you feel so good," you pant, toes curling and head spinning as you both rock the car with your movements. "Please don't stop, I'm so close. I wanna cum in your mouth, mommy." you beg, and she shakes her head -- She nods.

You watch as her hips stutter now—Paige is nearing climax too. Her groans growing more guttural, increasing in frequency and intensity, especially when she opens her eyes to see you, legs kicked up on either front seat, no longer caring who sees.

With the car shaking and the visibility of your feet, amidst the presence of others around, both of you knew deep down that you had definitely been noticed by at least one person. But in that moment, you couldn't have cared less; your sole focus was on reaching release.

Her fingers dig inside you in a "come hither" motion, her thick tongue flattens and flickers against your clit, and she doesn't cease hitting that spot inside you repeatedly—the one that makes you hold your breath in anticipation. Before you cum, you're quiet... it's just a soft cry of her name, "Paige, look at me," and when she gazes up at you, you fall apart, stomach clenching as everything you have left in you is drained out and into her mouth.

When she pulls her fingers out to push them back in again, a projectile sprinkle exits your cunt, covering her face with the tiniest noise she's ever heard you make. And it's a wrap. 

She continues sucking your cunt to stifle her urge to scream at the top of her lungs—you assume that's what triggers you to become so overstimulated you squirt, but she doesn't stop even through her orgasm, collapsing listlessly into your pussy with groans from the depths of her loins once the waves of pleasure subside.

You finally release your grip on your shorts and your shirt, gazing into the rearview mirror. In just five minutes, she has melted away your makeup, disheveled your hair, and left you damp and undone. Her face remains pressed against your core, and you believe you've overwhelmed her, so you gently extract her and whisper, "We need to leave," before she delves deeper into the moment. "Yeah." She ascends your body to kiss you, and you shiver at the sensation of yourself on her tongue.

"That was amazing, babe... you—you really did that," she murmurs.

"You got me to do that," you reply. She retrieves her boxers from the floor and slips them on, followed by her pants.

"Ready?" she asks, and you can only manage a chuckle, unable to respond.

Paige blushes. "What?" she asks. "You have a cum mustache," you inform her, then gesture towards the rearview mirror. Familiar with the concept from milk mustaches, she nonchalantly licks it away, then pulls you out of the car and locks it behind her.

There's awkward stares from people, but you both nevermind that as best as you can. It becomes easy as you guys walk hand-in-hand until you hear a familiar song, and suddenly, Paige's eyes widen. "Babe, he's on stage!" You leap into her arms, letting her guide you both back into the venue in a jog MASTERLIST

AUTHOR NOTE #2: guys this is so sad.. 3 more posts before im out for the summer!! 💔 i love it here lol y’all have been so kind regardless

[squiddy-god]

malleus and his long ass tounge

Re-upload from terminated blog squid-god-supreme

Smut/suggestive

Ok now on to the simp brain rott

Ok OK OK OK OK OK malleus with a long tounge aksbsbksaoanshsksbshsmsbdisbdss ahhhhhhhhhhhh 𝕐𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝔼𝕊 I absolutely agree

Malleus probably has a really long tounge that I hc would be forked like a snakes. Now malleus definitely isn’t 100% pure he knows that in theory his tounge could do many things, all of which would make you exceptionally flustered, however in terms of experience? I don’t think he has any. I mean he wasn’t even aloud to show up during the ghost marriage fiasco so the chances of him haveing experience are slim to none.

However malleus learns quickly! The more he does with his precious child of man the better he gets!

I think malleus gets a little over zealous sometimes when he’s kissing you! He doesn’t realise that his tounge is sliding down your throat and that that’s the reason your moaning into the kiss

Sometimes however he’s very very much so doing it on purpose, giveing you hungry kisses like he’s going to devower you whole while he all but shoves his tounge down your throat. And can you really complain when his kisses leave you so breathless?

Of corse that isn’t the only thing his tounge can do~

King of both the valley of thorns and giveing oral, whether it’s wraping deliciously around your cock or delving oh so pleasurably into your dripping cunt it’s guaranteed to feel absolutely heavenly~

Moral of the story is that malleus and his long lizzard like tounge can do alot of things~

[dirtsnau]

Anon taking upon themselves the role of spokesperson for their group, taking initiative to campaign and ending up managing to implement social change just like a- no... I shan't say...

The Politician? As a Badger who just recently came to terms with her Snake secondary, lemme just say OUCH. I mean, I understand your reasoning, but when people think politician, they tend to think of Badgers with strongly divisive, us-versus-them thinking. As a proudly inclusive Badger that cuts deep. Maybe consider a more neutral name? Something that a majority of people don't associate with such a gross mentality of exclusion? (Maybe a name that captures those undercover P.I./spy characters?)

The problem with calling Badger Snakes “The Spy”/ “the Undercover Agent” / “the Sleeper Agent”/ “The Private Eye” is that those are all such loner archetypes. I wanted something that implied ‘loyalty to a group,’ to suit the Badger Primary. I did mean “Politician” in a more neutral sense, but I hear you - that it’s a word leaving a bad taste in people’s mouths. 

I’m thinking of calling Badger Snake “The Power Behind the Throne.” Think that works.

[nonchalantlucy]

Introducing....

LOSER-SUB!CHRIS STURNIOLO X DOM!READER

warnings: smut, edging kink, masturbation, sub male, slight degradition kink, losing NNN, overstimulation, oral sex (male recieving), use of y/n, little to no plot, pet names, NOT PROOF READ

details: DOM!READER will be using SHE/HER pronouns. chris lives with his girlfriend, y/n, who works at the local pet store. one day, she comes home early to find chris in a very compromising situation.

a/n: hi lovelies!! thank you for voting on my poll. as you can see, this story won! if you would still like to see the matt story, let me know!! this is my first time writing in MONTHS, so excuse me if it's bad... ENJOY!!

You walked into your apartment, noticing all the lights out. You know Chris is home, You saw his car outside, and it's only 6:00.

You slide your shoes off and walk deeper into the familiar darkness, placing your purse and jacket on the couch.

You stumble towards the hallway, tripping slightly on a cord. You come to a halt outside of yours and Chris's shared room.

You reach for the handle, turning it to open the door slightly. You stop in your tracks, the door not even halfway open when you hear a quiet whimper.

You peek your head around the door and into the room, seeing Chris lying on the bed. One arm is draped over his face, his head thrown back into the pillows. The other hand is rather low, stroking a quite intimate area very rapidly.

You step into the room fully, slightly mesmerized at the sight. You couldn't help but giggle quietly, which Chris hears.

His arm shoots off his head, grabbing the blanket and throwing it over himself as he sits up. His eyes glued to you.

"Babe, your home early..."

He speaks awkwardly, shying away under the blanket.

"That I am. What were you doing?"

You speak teasingly, walking towards the bed slowly. You know what he was doing, and he knows you know

"Nothing babe."

"Oh, so jerking yourself is nothing?"

"Shut up.."

"Weren't you bragging to Nate about how your gonna win NNN?"

"And I will. Its No NUT November, doesnt mean I can't touch myself."

"Hmm, I think I could make you lose."

You say, sitting down next to him, your hand snaking under the blanket and resting on his thigh.

"As if. I have more self control then that."

Chris speaks in a tone of courage, but the shudder his body gives and the quiet gasp he lets out says otherwise.

"Is that...a challenge?"

You speak, gently lifting the blanket off of him and crawling over him, hovering.

"Maybe."

As soon as the word left his mouth, you wasted no time. Your lips fly down, attacking his, as your hand snakes down his body to his most intimate member.

You wrap your finger around his cock, gently, causing him to gasp into the kiss. When his lips part, your tounge subconsciously shoots into his mouth, exploring it.

You begin to move your hand up and down, slowly. Your long nails, which he had paid for, adding extra sensation.

You slowly pull your lips off his, before moving them down to his neck. Leaving little bruises all over it, being sure to bite his most sensitive spot.

"Y/n.."

He gasps out your name, his hips bucking involuntarily up into your hand.

"Shh, be quiet for me.."

You mumble against his neck.

Your stroking gets faster, and his whimpers get louder.

"Y/n, Im gonna cum!"

Chris cries out, and you immediately stop the movement.

He lets out a whine and looks down at you, giving a questioning look.

You pull away from his neck, looking up at him.

"Wouldnt wanna lose, now would you?"

You smirk, crawling back up and kissing him.

This kiss is long and passionate, as he cups your cheek. Your tounges danced together in a loving fight. The heat between your bodies matching the flame of the sun.

Your hand moves back down, starting the stroking slowly. Teasing the tip of his cock, before speeding up slightly.

You pull away from the kiss, staring down at him. Watching as his eyebrows furrow, and his head tilts back slightly.

His lips pressed into a thin line, a slight sweat on the edges of his mouth. His eyes squeezed shut.

You begin moving your hand faster.

His mouth falls open, groans falling out one after another, and his head jerks back further.

You can tell hes close. So,

You stop your hand movmemt, earning a whine from him. You give him a sharp look, shutting him up before he has a chance to protest.

You climb off the bed, getting on your knees at the edge. You open your mouth to give commands, but before you can Chris is already positioned infront of you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Little slut."

You mumble, before kissing the tip of his length. He lets out a quiet whimper, before responding. Or atleast, attempting to respond.

"Im not a slu- ahh!"

His words cut off, and blend into a moan as your wrap your lips around his tip. Your tounge flicks the very top as you move your mouth lower.

He throws his head back, a stream of curses, moans, and grunts leave his mouth as your work your magic.

You push your mouth as far down and deep you can go. Taking almost all his length in your mouth. What you cant take, your hand is tightly wrapped around it and twisting.

This throws him over the edge, his head falls back as he attempts to pull away from you.

"Please, im gonna.."

Before he can finish his sentence, you feel a string of warmth fly into your mouth and down your throat. It was a salty taste, but you swallowed it all nonetheless.

You dont pull your mouth way however. You keep going.

Sucking, and bobbing your head up and down.

"To much, to much"

Chris cries out, but his hand that has found its way to your hair eggs you on, pushing your face towards him as his hips buck up into your mouth.

Whimpers upon whimpers leave his mouth, and even faster then the first time he releases in your mouth once again.

You pull away, after swallowing it of course, and look up at him.

"Loser."

"Shut the fuck up."

hope you enjoyed it ! its not the best and kinda short, but its what i got ! let me know if you have any requests !!!

[4pfsukuna]

What about sukuna trying to make reader jealous but readers not fucking with it and gets mad instead or something🤔

Jealous? My facecard dont decline!

Heres something for  Heian era because i wasnt sure what time period you wanted but if you submit this request again I’m more than happy to do a modern day plus smut if you’d like💖 i had so much fun with this!

Waking up in a full nelson at the sound of “wake your stupid ass up” is the last thing Sukuna expects…. Like ever. The grip has him ready to pass back out and the only thing keeping him awake is the fact THRILL that it's you. Now you may be wondering:

“what did he do to make you so mad?”

Discussing fabrics with the seamstress was taking longer than it was supposed to but you didn't mind. not only were you the it girl and material girl of the land you were Sukunas girlfriend meaning you could have anything you want. New wardrobe? Yours. Blood of your enemies? You could have their blood and their enemies blood.

It seemed the only thing you couldn't have was alone time to be a baddie. As the seamstress opened up the jewelry box revealing 3 new sets of gold hoop earrings, 5 gold bracelets, an assortment of anklets and necklaces to match it with the different silk fabrics you grin happily when all of a sudden you hear this agitating sound.

“You’ve been at it for hours with this shit” Sukuna growls, walking in for the fourth time scaring the other woman and finally pissing you off. She doesn’t do her best work when she's terrified because her hands begin to shake.

“Would you fuck off” you hiss at your boyfriend completely annoyed at his pestering antics and the way he just cant take no for an answer. And it wasn’t even that you told him no to anything, it was more so that you just wanted to indulge in yourself, it takes time to be a bad bitch.

He was equally annoyed with you as well, truth be told for several reasons. He had no idea what kind of sorcery you’d done to have him this hooked. He knew you were nearly as powerful as him with the ability to summon any snake any size and that your body contained every snake venom known (and unknown) to man. The way your eyes would focus on him when he spoke taking in every word as if it was water and you were dehydrated, the way you reach for him in your sleep and God forbid he leaves bed to finish up work(gossip with uraume) you'd storm down stairs and plop in his lap demanding to be held falling asleep the minute he holds you. Or your lips? The way you smiled at him as he cupped your chin to guide his tip—

“No!” He snaps annoyed he has to fight an inanimate object for your attention and he leans forward causing something neither of you expect it happens to fast.

Your hands grab the back of his head locking into his hair yanking so he's now eye level with you, a dark look in your eyes as your tounge grazes your lips before you can say anything his intensity matches yours.

You expect it because how dare you embarrass him in front of lower levels like this?!

His hand wraps around your neck and soon it's a power battle as it usually is with an underlying sexual tension that keeps things flowing between you, the temperature of the room dropping 20 degrees on your behalf and quickly raising 21 on his. 

Petty king.

You drop your hand not wanting to fight with him and knowing deep down he didn’t either. But how dare you defy the great sukuna.

“By the time i'm done with my meeting i expect you to be done with this” he seethes making sure to set fire to all the plants as he walks past them. How dramatic!

Sighing knowing that was his way of inviting you to the meeting you turn back to the woman sending her a look of reassurance to continue.

Walking down the bare marble halls the only sound of distant footsteps and chatter as you listen to uraume who fills you in on the gossip. You gasp with a wide eyed expression stopping to face them.

“And they were bunkmates” and your jaw nearly hit the ground at the tea. The servants were so messy you wanted to see if Sukuna knew anything about it and if anything would stop your fued it would be gossip.

Urauma glances behind you, their smile falling completely off their face replaced by nervousness before bringing it back but it was already too late.  It's when they try to guide you back to where you had already come from that you get suspicious and turn around seeing Sukuna with one of the servant girls pinned to the wall, his large tattooed arm above her head as he talks.

You almost laugh at the display and at Uraume trying to get his attention, instead you link arms with your boyfriend's bestie and continue to walk past them.

“He couldn't make me jealous even if he tried! I sit on this man's face nearly every night, he buys me everything I want and besides do you see what i look like? My body was crafted! My face was sculpted i cant be jealous when i look like this” you arrogantly spit loud enough for all 3 of them to hear and a slither of you feels bad for the poor girl she had mearly been roped into this and Sukuna feels his heart swell with pride, you were his fucking girl.

But he sees a challenge, he's still a man nonetheless and being a man comes with doing stupidness you couldn't explain.

Like having another woman on his arm at a dinner he hosted with Curses he somewhat respected and neighboring estates just to show off. He was arrogant you'll give him that, and you were livid.

Watching him flaunt this ditsy little flat bodied bimbo around was pissing you off not cause you were jealous but because you were the one that should be meeting all of his allies. You were the one who’s power matched theirs, even rivaled it. You could feel your human eyes turn to snake eyes as your anger rose and roared through you.

It was disrespectful and downright embarrassing! Not only did people not know your status and who you were to him, not only did it make you feel lower than the Queen you actually were not only did you look like a complete fool having Sukunas initial on the gold beads that decorated your butt length braided ponytail but she had the audacity to smile at you as if she won.

He let another woman take your place, let another woman feel like she was above you. He let another woman sit on YOUR throne that is his lap and you can feel yourself losing your composure faster than you ever have.

You want to react in this very moment cause a scene hell even release some of your snakes but you couldn't imagine looking as dramatic and childish as Sukuna did earlier! That wasn't very it girl material of you. Instead you look over at Uraume finishing your glass of Sake, there was no point in wasting it, before shoving it in their hands and disappearing. 

Sukuna would never try no shit like this again.

Uraume sends a pointed look at Sukuna who instantly dismisses the servant smirking outwardly at your silent anger, a nerve wracking thought of if he pushed entirely too hard as the silhouette of you leaving replays in his mind. Were those his initials in your braid. He instantly feels disgusted and wants everyone to leave while he talks to you but swallows the thought.

He was Sukuna Ryomen, the king of curses, the king of doing whatever he wanted and nobody could stop him or tell him otherwise. So he parties, drinks and continues the night without a hitch until the sky is at its darkest and he bids a good night showering and laying in his empty bed. 

He spends about an hour tossing and turning unable to sleep not knowing where you are and pissed you aren’t in bed with him.

It's when he finally dozes off at the beginning of a dream playing that he thinks he feels the tips of your fingers in his back trailing over his broad shoulders and all four arms.

“Wake your stupid ass up” he hears before there's a vice-like grip on his neck pushing against his windpipe. He struggles for a little bit to breathe as your wrist digs into his pressure points.

“Y/N!” He shouts your name yet you only grip tighter and he doesn't even fight to get you off just shocked at your murder attempt.

“No dont fucking Y/N me! You tried to make me jealous and only pissed me off! Do I look like some weak willed bitch to you? Do you not see what i look like and you think you can make ME jealous, my king im offended! and the fucking audacity to try” you snap squeezing tighter and his hands come up to grip your arms.

 “Ryomen If you ever treat me like im not your girlfriend… your fucking queen ill poison you, have you an inch from your life and take over your thrown as i watch you die” you whisper the last part in his ear sending a chill down his spine before your grip loosens completely arms unsnaking.

Climbing under the covers you make yourself comfortable before turning on your side instantly falling asleep the minute your head hits the pillow. 

You miss the way your boyfriend holds his neck in disbelief with slight arousal and a tad bit of fear. You were fearless yet angry enough to not only threaten him but attempt to kill him? It’s when he hears your soft snores that actually sounds more like a snake hiss that he knows you're actually asleep.

Not only did you just pull that stunt but you had the audacity to sleep peacefully knowing he wouldn’t kill you. Not even a sliver of fear in your body. It’s like you were testing him! 

He may have been a sick man because he loved every second of it, he doesn’t test his luck by wrapping any of his arms around you, instead just lays close enough to still feel your body heat until you roll over wrapping an arm and leg possesively around him. 

He grins for a woman nearly a foot shorter than him, you may have the biggest ego in the room. 

“Wait, she tried to kill you in your sleep, threatened to kill you once you woke up and you’re shopping for wedding rings right now?” Uraume asks and this is one of the only times Sukuna had baffled them with his madness. Uraume never questioned Sukuna, it wouldn’t make sense to and that’s how it was easy being his most loyal and right hand but this… this was different.

“Yeah, any woman that bold is made for me!” Sukuna grins looking over the rings trying to find the biggest, brightest, most sinister looking ring.

“You think after yesterday's events consisting of making her jealous and ignoring her you should propose?” Uraume stated in that pestering ‘duh jackass’ voice that would usually have sukuna second guessing.

“What? No, she rode my face this morning until she blacked out again and I sent her to the next land over shopping for whatever her heart desires then set up a hair appointment with a stylist from her homeland.” Sukuna picks up a ring with a blood diamond circled by red rubies that matched the red of his eyes. He was sure the ring could be used as an anchor… you’d love it.

“Your highness for the cost of that ring we may have to take over a small village to not have this affect our funds” Uraume advises making small notes of villages near by in other peoples territory knowing Sukuna would start a war if it meant funding his queens lifestyle.

“A village is too small i want kamiro territory, ill kill him and anybody that decides to follow him. I don’t like the way he smells anyway” Sukuna shrugs, picking up a matching bracelet for you.

“You two have more drama than the servants”

[bl0odyh3art]

MISS ME?

warnings: incest, dad Leon, Leon being a creep, daughter reader, divorce, forced p in v, cunnilingus.

this is dead dove/dark content. if are uncomfortable with this kind of content or don't like it, then do not interact.

a/n: I FUCKING HATE THIS FIC 😭

Your dad worked hard. Every day, he came home and had to deal with you. The mess you left, cooking dinner, helping you clean, and the laundry. Then he had to do it again the next day, and the next, and the next. Tonight, he came home around 8 pm. He said a quick "hey, sweetheart", pressed a kiss on the top of your head and went to his bedroom to shower and change. After an hour or so, he came back to the living room and sat beside him. He was too tired to do anything. He placed his rough hand on your thigh. "Do anything today?" his voice was raspy, and his hand squeezed your thigh, he's always been touchy with you. "Yeah." you sighed, keeping your eyes on the TV. "What'd you do, huh?" he looked over at you. His thumb softly rubbing your outer thigh. "I made lunch and cleaned up last night. You can eat the leftovers." you didn't look at him once, you didn't know why, but you just wanted to watch the show that was playing. "Baby, look at me." he grabbed your jaw, making you look at him. You looked at him, he's never been this touchy with you. Ever. His right hand was on your upper thigh and his fingers were so close to your core. His left hand on the side of your face. It felt so weird. You got his hands off your body. "What?" your eyes looking into his eyes. What the fuck was his problem? "Honey, I'm just lonely….you know that….your mom and everything…no one wants me baby….but you're here…my precious girl…my sweet little baby girl…" his big arms coming to wrap around your shoulders. Smelling your hair and softly groaning. You softly pushed on his shoulders, but he held you tighter, placing you on his lap. "Look so much like your fuck'n mom, you know?" he whispered to you, his hand snaking to your ass. You didn't like that, but he's your dad. How could you say no? He let go of you before you know it. "Sorry, sweetheart….fuck I'm sorry…just-....go to bed." he grumbled, rubbing his eyes. You went up to your room, to think and just try to sleep after that.

You weren't even wet, dry as a desert. He took off you panties and moved down on the bed, spreading your ass cheeks open and flatting his tounge against your pussy, licking a stripe up your cunt to your asshole. You didn't even make a sound or movement. Good girl. He flicked his tongue over your clit multiple times, pressing kisses to your hole, and sticking his tongue in there, feeling your slick get mixed up with his saliva. He flipped you over carefully and pulled down his sweats, pulling his dick out and spreading your legs open. He lined up his tip to your hole and dropped his head down onto your shoulder as he forced himself in you, sucking in a sharp breath as he plumped into you. Grabbing onto your tits as he groaned and moaned. He reached his hand down to your clit to rub it on like you were awake and need the pleasure. "Goooddd…soo fucking good, baby….uh-huh mhh take your daddy's dick for me….hmm" You started to wake up, eye's fluttering open to see your dad on top you. Pounding into you. Rubbing your clit as he was slobbering all over the nape of your neck like a dog in heat. His neck snapped up from hearing your cries for him to stop, his eyes blown wide and mouth open. "I'm sorry, baby….just-...just take it, sweetheart….just take it…." he whispered in-between his heavy breathing and moans. You cried softly and quietly. So ungrateful, huh? He quickly put your legs over his shoulders and he picked up the pace, groaning as you clamped around his dick, trying to push him out. "Stop being so ungrateful…you …hmm…you should be fucking….happy that I'm doing this….no more little useless boys….who don't know what their doing….this is my fucking pussy…..you owe me your whole little life…. Risked my life for you every day…." he slapped your clit as you sobbed. As soon as he finished, filling you up, he wiped your tears and started crying himself. "I'm sorry, baby…. I'm so sorry…. fuck…. I'm sorry…." he cried into your shoulder, holding you tightly. He was sobbing. You've never seen your dad cry like this before. Full on sobbing like someone died. You just wrap your arms around his neck and let him cry. Patting his back as he kept apologizing. What the hell, he raped you and he starts crying?

[babyisa1]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ chapstick game/ TOM

warnings: smut, pet names: „slut“, p in v, fingering, fluffy beginning but turns into heavy smut, multiple orgasms, overstimulation (with consent)

8:27pm

you entered the living room, finding tom leaning back on the couch in a manspread with a packet of skittles on his lap. „hey!! you didnt tell me you had those!“ you state, his head shooting up to meet your gaze as his hands fly towards the packet, protecting them.

you chuckle softly, walking towards him and slumping down on the couch next to him. „because you always eat the red ones! the red ones are my favorite!“ he replies, throwing his head back and chucking the last few skittles in his mouth.

you jokingly hit his chest, „youre such a fucking baby“ you giggle, toms eyes darting towards yours as he silently repeats what you said, mocking you. „mmf..whats behind your back?“ tom asks as he noshes on his skittles, referring to you having your arms behind you, holding something.

you grin, pulling put a small box of different flavoured chaptsticks that you brought from your shared bedroom. toms eyes gaze at it in confusion, then towards you.

„do you wanna play a game? ill apply a random chapstick, and you have to taste and guess what flavour it is through kissing me“ you explain with a bright smile, tom already having turned the tv off and paying his full attention towards you.

he nods his head vigorously, placing his hands over his eyes so he doesnt see which one you pick. you giggle, hes such a cutie. you randomly choose a chapstick before rubbing it on your lips.

you gently remove toms hands, leaning in to kiss him. you feel his body relaxing as he deepens the kiss, his hand snaking up behind you neck to pull you closer. he tugs your bottom lip, sucking on it sloppily to taste the chapstick.

you finally pull away, leaving tom all flustered as he licks his lips, gazing at you lustfully.

„mmm i like this one.. is it coca cola?“ he says as his eyes wander down your body, your cleavage almost spilling out of your skimpy top. it took all his willpower to not just end the game right there and pin you down, but he stood strong, partly to see how long he could last.

your face lit up, „yes! good job schatz“ you praise, completely unaware of toms growing need that was tightening his pants. tom sends you a proud smirk, his hand sneaking up your soft thigh as he rubs it sensually.

you pick another chaptstick while tom patiently waited with his eyes closed, this time its vanilla. you smear it over your lips before moving closer to him, kissing his warm lips gently.

his hand flies to the back of your neck again, deepening the kiss as he darts his tounge into your mouth, lapping his wettness around yours. the kiss turns sloppy, tom softly groaning into your mouth as his willpower to hold back slowly slips away.

you couldnt ignore the burning feeling between your legs, causing you to let out shaky breaths as you run your hands gently from his shoulders to his biceps. you momentarily remember the game, it having completely left your mind.

you finally pull away, your lips swollen and wet from making out with him. „so tom, whats your gue-”

you were cut off by tom slamming his lips back onto yours, kissing you harshly. „msorry,“ tom muffles in between kisses, „m‘not sure which flavour.. need another taste“

you moan softly into the kiss as tom grabs your ass and swiftly pulls you towards him and onto his lap. you both were clearly happy with moving on from the game, no longer ignoring the throbbing between your legs.

you grind against his crotch, earning a low groan from him as his hands grip your hips, helping you to build your pace. you harshly tug back on his dreads/braids to gain more access to his neck, attacking it with open mouth kisses.

you find his sweet spot just below his ear, sucking on it harshly. „fuuck.. youre driving me insane y/n“ tom mewls, grinding his hips more forcefully up into yours. your lips latch off of his neck with a pop, revealing a dark purple mark.

tom swiftly finds the hem of your tight top, pulling it up over your head to reveal your perky breasts. „what a fucking slut.. no bra hm?“ tom breaths out, his eyes fixated on your nipple piercings. you knew they drove tom absolutely crazy, he would play with them every chance he got since the day you got them pierced.

you smirk lustfully, your jaw quickly hanging low as tom wraps his lips around one of your nipples, using his hand to play with the other. the grinding of your hips doesnt stop and you let out a croaked moan when your panties tug deliciously on your clit.

„mm..so fucking hot“ tom mumbles, his tounge playing with the bud as your head lolls back, a wave of pleasure shooting through you.

his lips detach from your breast as you feel his hot breath against your nipple, swollen and glistening wet in his saliva. you reach for the hem of his shirt, struggling to pull it off him.

tom cuckles at your desperation, it admittedly hardening his buldge even more. he pulls it off him, revealing his toned body, your mouth watering at the sight.

„you like what you see?“ tom taunts, beginning to undo his belt. you nod, lifting yourself slightly so he could slide his pants down, revealing the tent in his boxers. tom groans, the less restraint on his cock clearly having an effect on him. you could tell how sensitive he was.

his fingers hook around your panties, harshly ripping them off. „tom!! those were expe-” „shut up, ill buy you new ones.. fuck“ tom cuts you off, his eyes fixated on your now bare and drenched cunt.

his cold fingers glide through your warm folds, causing you to jolt in reaction. his thumb rubs slow circles against your clit as his fingers prod at your entrance. you whimper slightly, grinding your hips against his fingers clearly seeking more friction.

and to your satisfaction, tom slips two fingers into your hole, his muscle memory kicking in as his fingers curl perfectly against that gummy spot inside of you. you moan, gripping onto his shoulders for stability as he repeatedly thrusts his fingers inside you.

„god.. so fucking tight“ tom breaths out, picking up his pace as the soft squelching noises coming from your cunt become louder. the fire in your stomach increases, and you clench around his fingers signalling you are about to cum. but just as you were about to release, tom retracts his fingers, causing you to snap your eyes open in confusion.

before you could protest, tom pulls down his boxers, freeing his cock as it springs out. although you both have fucked countless times before, you still find yourself impressed with the size and girth of it. your hand could only just about wrap around the base of it, feeling the bulging veins that decorated his whole cock.

your soft fingers reach for the tip, smearing the pre cum that was leaking from it all over his shaft for extra lubrication. toms cock twitched in response, his chest heaving up and down heavily.

you lift yourself, aligning him with your entrance before slowly sinking down onto him. his hands fly to your waist, gripping it so tightly that it would for sure leave marks. tom lets out a prolonged groan; „fuuuck..“ he stammers, throwing his head back as he feels your warm walls clench around him.

your ass finally meets his hips, his whole cock dissapearing inside of you. your cheeks flush bright red at the feeling, gripping his shoulders tighter.

after the burning feeling of him stretching you out subsides, you lift yourself up again, before forcefully slamming yourself down on his cock. „jesu- fuck!“ you shout out, building a fast pace.

one thing you loved about tom, was that he didnt try to hide his sounds like most guys. right now he was a whimpering mess beneath you, his eyebrows furrowed as you fucked yourself down on him.

you mixed your bounces with grinding forward slightly, attempting to hit your favorite spot harsher. you let out a highpitched moan, your pace not faltering. tom could feel the heat pooling in his lower back, the erotic sight of you could make him cum on the spot.

tom has always been possesive, only he could see you like this. feel you like this. hear your moans like this. anyone who dared to look your way would feel the consequences, which were toms fist. but you didnt mind, totally the opposite. this turned you on to the max, making him more hot than he already was, if that were even possible.

„fuck! mgonna cum!“ you whimper, your pace becoming inconsistent. tom takes notice of this, helping you bounce on his cock through lifting you slightly with his hands. „me too..shit- dont stop baby“ tom managed to blurt out, your orgasm crashing down on you as you almost scream, your body shuddering. you clenching around his cock sends him into his, shooting ropes of his hot cum into you.

„god- oh fuck“ tom moans, fucking his cum into you while riding out your highs in the process, a ring of cum forming at the base of his cock. just as you thought you could rest, tom pulls you into a tight hug, your chest flush against his as he lifts his lower body of the couch and drills himself into you, chasing another orgasm.

„ugh- too much!“ you stammer, your arms locked in place on your sides as toms grip around you didnt loosen. all you could do was rest your forehead on his shoulder, focusing on the pleasure rather than the pain from the overstimulation.

„cmon baby, just one more“ tom cooes, his hot breath on your ear sending goosebumps up your body.

while thrusting into you, your combined fluids drip out of you and onto his shaft, sticking to his lower abdomen each time he rams his cock upwards, causing wet slapping noises. the pain slowly bled into pleasure, and your moans powered tom to keep his rough pace, despite his legs growing tired.

„cum!“ you manage to shout, the immense pleasure preventing you to build proper sentences as you signal tom that youre about to come undone. once again, toms ecstasy coats your walls, both of your orgasms washing over you.

„fuck- sho good!“ tom mewls, his hips shuddering from the intense pleasure. you collapse on top of him, his cock still inside you. you both lay there breathless, recovering from some of the best sex youve ever had.

tom gently rubs up and down your sides lovingly; „shit,“ he breaths out, „you good baby?“ he asks, stroking your hair out of your face that stuck on it through your sweat.

„yeah.. fuck that was amazing tom“ you sigh out, regaining your composure. tom chuckles, „mhm..that was probably the best fuck weve ever had“ he states, his head leaning back on the sofa as he strokes your hair.

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i lowk love this?? hope u enjoyed :)

edit: tysm for 86 likes wtf?? :0

[lara4eclipze]

Lara and Daniela using you 😣

an; short drabble, sorry for the lack of updates/ drugging , g!p , degrading, sex obvi, threesome, mean Lara, maybe better Dani?, some praise , nicknames like bunny

you met them during a party of one of your friends, you were lost and trying to find the bathroom but you bump into them

the minute they laid their eyes on you they knew they had to keep you!

they walk around the place until they see you again

they approach you and then Daniela starts a conversation with you as Lara slips in some type of aphrodisiac in your drink :((

soon you felt all too hot and way to needy — it was embarrassing but obviously they had to help you right?

"are you okay hun?" Lara asks with false concern

"you seem soo sweaty mi amor" Dani follows her hands snaking around your waist as she pulls you to a room

"such a dumb bunny — would trust anyone right?" Lara condescendingly teased you as you lay in bed

Lara started kissing down form your lips to your tummy and your thighs

meanwhile Dani removes her pants , she was big and it was very scary how can that fit?

"your so soaked what a slut" Lara tsks as she pulls off your underwear

her tongue felt heavenly she knew how to drive you mad , it was crazy the way her tounge dips everywhere

"stupid slut" Daniela follows as Lara stands up and let Dani sit between your legs

her tip teasing your slit , meanwhile Lara stood beside you her hands on your chest tweaking your nipples

"fuck" Dani groans as she enters your cunt , she didn't give you time to adjust :((

your protests quickly silenced when Lara kissed you her fingers on your neck to keep you under control

"shes sucking me in" Dani comments as her dick makes a bulge on your tummy

"god she's perfect" Lara replies

she removes her pants and underwear, graced with her cunt on your face you ate like a starved dog , she was perfect

"fuck , bunny!" Lara moans along with Dani as she rides your face

soon Dani cums in you with a primal moan and so did Lara cumming all over your face

"shit she's so cute" Lara comments looking at your spent body covered in cum :))

they didn't even help you clean and just left you in the room , laying there naked and practically high

[quartzedreid]

Stress Relief

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary: Reid was on a long case, and the both of you had an horribly stressful day, Reid comes home to something he hadn’t expected..

Warnings: Smut 18+!! Minors DNI!!!!! Dom!Reid, Munch!Reid, oral (f & m receiving), fingering, overstimulation.

12:30 a.m.

Exhaustion, that's the word to describe the day you've been having. You're wide awake for more than one reason, one of them being the lack of your boyfriend who still hasn't arrived home, the other being your already awful day. All you wanted, all you needed was your boyfriend, your boyfriend who has been on a case for the past three days, a normal amount of time for their longer cases, but it's always too long without him.

His touch. One of the things you've needed from him the past three days, and he hadn't been able to give it to you. You ached, ached for him, everything about him. Not just his touch, no… that's too broad. You miss the way his fingers delve so perfectly into the curves of your body, how firm, yet gentle his grip on you.

His smell. The thing that makes you melt into him with such ease. He smells like Coffee, Cinnamon, and a long day's work. You devour that scent the minute it hits your nostrils, he smells like heaven, like safety, he smells like love. Home, he smells like home.

His way with his words. He knows how to use them to his advantage. Not in a cruel, sadistic manner, no… in a way that makes your heart swoon. He knows what he does to you, oh, how he knows. With each word that falls from his tounge, the more you need him, the more he pulls you right in. You simply cannot get enough of your boyfriend.

You're Addicted, to say the least.

He hasn't been home in three and a half days, his side of the bed has been empty. You've been empty, in more ways than one. You've been on edge the past three days, and you hadn't known why. He's been gone this long before, you two have been together for two years, you've delt with the loss of him before, you sure have. This time… it's different.

You're sexually frustrated, you simply cannot get him off your mind. The only thoughts filling your exhausted, tired mind are thoughts of your boyfriend absolutely destroying you from the inside out. You can't help it, it's too natural a feeling to stop. The two of yous dynamic has changed recently, not in a bad way, just… you aren't used to being without sex for three days, if that tells you anything.

You have no idea when he's going to be home, and you simply cannot wait for him much longer, you're already soaked just thinking about him, about him in you, about him praising you in your ear. He's got you addicted and he's not even home, he's miles away. Next thing you know your fingers snake their way into your pajama pants, and into your panties.

Shit, you needed this. Being without him is already punishment enough, let alone not being able to wind down like this. Your fingers collect your slick, moving it around. They make their way to your clit, as you circle it slowly. Your head throws itself back, whimpering your boyfriends name.

Your eyes lock shot, as you start moving your middle finger in, and out of yourself. As you speed up the pace, you add another one, stretching yourself out, imaging their your boyfriends long, miraculous fingers. “Spencer,” you moan out, unable to control your sounds. You don't seem to register that your boyfriend had made it home, and into the house.

He's now standing in the doorframe, watching you closely, and you don't even have a singular clue he's there, until he clears his throat, breaking you out of your haze.

You flush, removing your fingers from yourself, and facing away from him as he stood there still, not moving an inch. “I wasn't… interrupting something, was I?” he said, smirk prominent in his tone. You shook your head, too caught off guard to even speak, too embarrassed, too upset with yourself to even begin explaining yourself, at least not tonight.

“No?” he chuckled, “I’m fairly certain I was,” you whine, unable to form even a single word to say back to him. He made his way to the side of the bed in which you were lying. He took your chin in his hand and lifted it up at him, making you look at him. “I texted you twenty minutes ago that I was coming home, no answer. I figured that was strange since you usually respond in a timely manner. Now, now I see why.”

All you did was nod, not a single word even trying to come to mind. “Missed you…” you let out in a whine, looking back down once his grip on your chin has loosened. He chuckled, “Yeah? Missed me so much you had to touch yourself… couldn't wait three days for me?” you shook your head.

You looked up at him, “Needed you,” you pouted “Need you.” he smiled down at you, his hand leaving your chin, and to your head, rubbing your scalp with his thumb. “Bad day?” he asked, “Mhm, really, really bad…” he nodded “Mine too, princess.” your head tilted to the side, confused. “It was awfully stressful.” he said, responding to your gesture of confusion.

“Can I help?” you asked, wanting to help your boyfriend however you could. He nodded, “On your knees please, princess.” you fulfilled his ask in a heartbeat, your hands going straight to his belt, unbuckling it as fast as you possibly could. Once it was undone, so only after came his pants, until he was left in his boxers.

He was more than hard, he was more than prominent. He was throbbing. Pre-cum leaking through his black boxers, his dick was practically begging to be in your mouth. You slowly, slowly pulled them down, teasing him. Once they were off his dick was in your hands, pumping his dick slowly, as you watched his face contort you couldn't help but squeeze your thighs together.

You could tell he was getting impatient for you, he needed your mouth wrapped around him just as much as you needing him hitting the back of your throat. You started to lick his tip, still teasing him. You wanted to take this slow, you were without him for three whole days. “Fuck, baby…” he said, grabbing a handfull of your hair, forcing himself down your throat inch by inch. You moaned around his dick, unable to hold yourself back.

Once you’d taken him into your mouth fully, you began bobbing your head back and forth slowly, feeling him hit the back of your throat over, and over. His low groans were music to your ears, they were words enough that you were doing good. He abrubtly stopped your movements by pulling himself out of your mouth.

Pre-cum was in the corners of your mouth, your mouth was agape, slobber leaving it due to the amount you'd produced just then. You looked up at him through glassy, puppy-dog eyes as you pouted. He groaned, “Fuck, princess… stop looking at me like that.” you whined “Stand up, c’mon. You know how much I'd love to cum in your mouth right now, but you need to be taken care of, too.”

Your legs almost went completely weak, he really, really has a way with words when he's with you like this. When you had first met him you would’ve never thought a man so proper, so intelligent, could speak with such lust such as he does.

You stumbled getting back up, his hands met your waist as he laid you back down on your shared bed, getting on top of you. His lips immediately met yours with a passion so unmatched, unlike he ever had before. He peppered kisses from your lips, to your cheek, down to your jawline, and down your neck, meeting your collarbone, his hands lie at your waist, lifting your shirt up slowly.

You bucked your hips, and raised your hands, allowing him to remove your shirt. You weren't wearing a bra, making this so, so much easier for him. One finger met your nipple, pinching it softly, while his mouth latched onto your other nipple, sucking it with such skill, and with such ease.

Your hips still bucked, your head thrown back into your pillow, eyes shut tight, feeling every single movement he made on your body. You felt every breath he took, “You’re gorgeous, baby…” he praised you softly, now peppering kisses down your stomach. “I missed you, missed you so much while I was gone, you know I missed you… didn't you?”

You whimper in response, unable to form words. His kisses stopped once he had made it to the waistband of your pajama pants, you bucked your hips at response, practically begging for him to take them off. Any other day he'd be mean, he'd make you beg for him to take them off, but he'd had too long a day, and he'd missed you too much to be so cruel.

His fingers dipped into the waistband, and moved them down you slowly, removing them so slow it felt like torture. Once they were off, he made his way to your more than soaked through panties, smirking to himself. You were a mess. You were his mess, and he was proud.

He removed your panties quick and easy, as he then spread your legs for you, exposing yourself to him. Your dripping cunt was begging for his touch, and that's just what he did. His mouth met your pussy the fasted it ever had. His tounge gathering up your slick, bringing it to your clit, which he teased with his tounge.

He licked and sucked with such mercy it was unrecognizable. Your hands moved down to his hair, forcing his mouth deeper into your pussy. His tounge moving in and out of you with such delicacy. Your legs shook around his head, your thighs squeezing the sides of his head, while your fingers dug into his long, curly hair, begging him for even more. He went back to sucking your clit, and brought his fingers to your entrance, entering his pointer and middle fingers into you, slowly moving them in and out.

You couldn't take this much longer, you were close, so, so close “I- I’m… close,” you gasped, breath uneven. He’d gone faster, his mouth leaving you, he looked up at you through hooded eyes, “Princess, let go for me… you got this. It's okay, let go, let me feel you cum on my fingers…” he practically begged you.

His thumb moved to your clit, rubbing it in fast, tight circles, smirking at you, eyes shut, gripping the sheets, whimpering his name. It didn't take long before you came on his fingers, it was just mere seconds later.

“There we go… that's it, princess. Good girl.” he praised, still pumping his fingers in and out of you, your legs shaking like crazy, your head thrown back even further, tears forming in the corner of your eyes. “Spence- Spencer… I- too much... can’t take it.” he smirked, “Yes you can, baby… I know you can. Look at you, taking my fingers so well.”

You were already close again, you felt the familiar knot return in your stomach. “Close-” he went even faster, “I know, my baby. C'mon, I wanna feel you cum around my fingers again, you've got this, sweetheart.” his words sending you over the edge yet again, you came. You tried to open your eyes, yet your vision was so fuzzy, you couldn't even make out much of anything.

He then removed his fingers from your now dripping cunt, putting them directly into his mouth, sucking them clean, knowing you were watching him. You whined at the sight, already feeling yourself needing him again.

You were so tired. He wore you out. You hadn't been worn out from just his fingers like that before, new record for him, I guess. Might not wanna tell him, though. Don't wanna let it get to his big, pretty brain.

He moved up to kiss you, it was soft, it was loving. It was like home. There he was. You smelt him, he smelt just like home, like love, and his mouth spoke to you in haikus, a poem with every kiss to your lips. This is what you missed, yes, you missed him destroying you, but what you missed even more was the feeling of him just being there, the feeling of comfort, safety, reassurance, the feeling of home.

“Hey, princess…” you hummed in response, “lets get you picked up so you can get some rest, alright?” you nodded. He chuckled, smiling “Good,” he said, picking you up and bringing you to the bathroom.

He sat you down on the toilet, getting a warm washcloth to wipe you off. He peppered kisses on your cheeks as he did, “I missed you like hell..” he said, still cleaning you up.

Once he had cleaned you up, and put a new set of pajamas on you, so you could sleep, he lied down next to you, pulling you in by your waist. “I love you.” he said, massaging your scalp, you giggled sleepily, nodding off to sleep “I- love you too.” he chuckled to himself, pulling you closer, “Goodnight, princess.”

[hazzyking]

Hey kids! So you know that part 2 I'm supposed to be working on? Yeah this isn't it. But you'll still enjoy it! Lmao I'm sorry I suck at everything.

POV: You and Buggy get into a heated fight. You say something you didn't mean about his nose, so he's sleeping below deck with the crew, and you're alone in the captains quarters, and you can't sleep.

Apologize

It was one of those nights at almost 3am when your mind was racing. All you wanted was the sweet relief of sleep but your brain was running to fast. You groaned and threw the sheets to the side as you reluctantly got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. You shivered as the wind of the seas prickled your skin, your hands smoothed over the bumps and you quickly ran into the kitchen, shutting the door behind you finally feeling warmth. you quietly opened the cabinets and got yourself a mug and started brewing your favorite hot beverage, sighing in relief that no one has woken up yet, you peered out of the galley window looking up at the twinkling stars shining in the clear navy blue sky. Your nose was tickled by the smell of your beverage and your lips curled into a smile as you hummed softly, but you were violently torn from your thoughts when you heard the creek of the wood floor in the kitchen and a Familiar voice mutter "fuck"

"Hey" you said casually, turning around to lean against the counter looking at the clown infront of you. 

"H-hey. Sorry- I didn't mean to wake you" Buggy spoke nervously as he scratched the back of his neck. You giggle softly viewing his casual appearance infront of you, just a t-shirt and sweat pants. And smudged clown makeup. 

"You know if you never take that paint off your gonna get acne" you mumbled fixing your drink. 

"No one would notice with this big nose anyway" Buggy responded muttering as he opened the cabinets and pulled out a box of cereal. 

"I still think you should take care of your skin" you look at him with gentle eyes. 

"It seems like I don't really care what you think" Buggy responded, taking a handful of cereal from the box and stuffing his face with it. 

"I could help you-" you said, setting your mug down and approaching him. 

"If I said yes would you drop it?" Buggy asked. 

"Yes. Captain" you said, biting down on your lip. 

"Hm," Buggy hummed to himself pulling you close to him, with his hands around your waist. 

"I thought you were still mad at me?" You asked in a gaspy tone. 

"I can never stay mad at you" Buggy said, his groggy features turning into a smirk as he lifted you up and placed you on the counter with a plop. You giggled at his actions as his hand snaked between your legs as you spread them so he could slide in between you, he scooped you up under your ass pulling you close to him, you felt his cock rub against your thigh and you shivered. "I miss you" Buggy groaned in your ear as his lips placed butterfly kisses on the soft skin of your neck. You cooked your neck to the side giving him more ground to cover, he hummed as he continued to bite and suck on your neck, his hand moving up to grasp your brest and encourage your nipples over the thin fabric of your pajamas. Breathy moans escaped your mouth, he didn't even give you a chance to speak, his tounge and teeth roaming between your neck and coller bone, his thumb and index finger rolling your nipple while his other hand snaked under your pajamas and squeezed your ass. You gasped at his tight grip and he chuckled darkly, his hand let go of your nipple as he slid the straps off your shoulders, you shimmied your top half out of your shirt revealing your brests Buggy licked his lips hungerly as his mouth slowly made its way to your nipple, latching onto it and sucking and biting gently. You knocked your head back against the cabinet moaning at the sensation, your legs tightened around his waist as his mouth trailed lower and lower, until he was on his knees and pulling you over the counter so his tounge can meet your entrance. 

"Oh god~" you gasped out, nestling on top of his face, he moaned as licked up your juices that were slowly forming from his actions, his mouth latched to your clit as he sucked desperately for a reaction, your hand quickly gripped his messy blue hair as he sucked your clit and his fingers slowly siccorsing your entrance, you whined trying so hard not to be too loud. Buggy's blue eyes looked up at your bright red face as you panted at his actions. He smirked against your skin placing soft kisses at your inner thigh, his fingers still urging you to come. As your moans got louder, Buggy had no choice but to detach one of hands and use it to cover your mouth. You yelp as the hand squeases your face. Your eyes roll in the back of your head as his fingers and tounge drive you closer and closer to the edge. You eventually meet your orgasm. You feel like your screaming as your hand pull at his hair and your legs tighten around his face. Buggy would gladly die in between your legs, he pulls away from you, his hand wiping his face as he stands up and kisses you passionately. Your ready for round two in your shared bedroom, but he kisses you on the forehead and mutters "goodnight" against your skin, taking the box of cereal with him as he walked back below deck to sleep. 

[yanderefarm]

It’s like way way back (couple days but like 50 posts) but 🥔’s thing about achilies and naga darling? Delicious, but instead of naga darling, I raise you one achilies x gorgon darling.

It’s the best of naga darling but with the added addition of more danger (looking in a gorgon’s eyes head on kinda turns you to stone) and the fact that the snakes for hair could make everything more 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

Just imagine, using the like 20 little snakes on him- oh the possibilities! The sensory deprivation of making him keep his eyes closed/ blindfold so he’s not turned to stone, using tons of tiny little tounges on his chest, the addition of gorgons possibly being like naga’s and having two scaly long dicks- the possibilities are endless.

Supernatural darling 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 + achilies 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 = mega 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

-🦑

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tbh i don't know a lot about gorgons i didn't even realize they were actually half snake people. i really love the idea of a bunch of little snakes kissing him and nipping at him like that lady from monster's inc. and he has to wear a blindfold so he never knows when you're going to surprise kiss him.

cw;; nsft, monsterfucking, oviposition

im just imagining cute things ik u want freak things. he's still your sacrificial bride but now he comes to you with a blindfold and his hands bound. he's not allowed to remove it, in fact he gets a special made eye covering that fits very snug. he doesn't know what you look like he only knows your voice and the feeling of your thick tail coiling around his body. he's always vulnerable and sensitive because of the blindfold, he reacts to every gentle touch so imagine his reaction to touches that aren't gentle.

imagine the first time you're mating him and you're biting and squeezing and scratching but he's so stuffed full on your thick scaly cocks he can't even scream properly. you can kiss him so deep while your hair bites him and makes him cry in pain. imagine completely wrapping around him, your hair even moving around his neck and giving him gentle kisses while you're pushing egg after egg into him. if mirrors mitigate the effects you could hold him in front of a mirror and make him watch as you fuck him, the first time he sees you.