#so it's not that surprising to know that mark is an exhibitionist

[hornkneebee]

"Secluded spots"... Huh... What a weird way to say you're an exhibitionist, Mark (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖)

[leeharkerd]

warnings: public sex, mentions of fisting, overstimulation, pussy inspections, thigh-riding, impact play, sex toys, bondage mentions?, possessiveness, rimming, masturbation, crying during sex, hair pulling, deepthroating, slut-shaming, this shit is so ooc but i could care less

exhibitionist!queen maeve who backs you up into any corner or wall at any chance she gets to push her muscled thigh between your own, testing your desperation and need for her in public "dont want people to hear us do you? for people to catch us? so do us both a favor and keep quiet." you could feel your own juices covering her thigh, but she kept at it. continuing to flex her thigh against your pussy until you finally came.

mean!queen maeve who slutshames you to humiliate you, putting her cigarettes out on your thighs. "you like being my ashtray, hm?" her big, veiny hands parting your legs to tease you through your panties as she groans mixed insults and praises. she wants to work you to the edge, see how fucking far you go but she knows you cant handle it. "come on look at me." she slaps your clothed clit harshly to get your attention but it just fucking tips you over, and you cum right then and there. shes surprised, but that doesnt keep her from rubbing you. "let me hear you. let me hear how much you like being fucked and slapped around like you're nothing. don't you have any self respect? any dignity? or are you just a whore? a whore, made to be used hm?"

possessive!queen maeve who bends you over any counter to inspect your pussy, making sure nobody has ever touched you besides herself. opening up your lips and poking and prodding at your open cunt, licking her lips as she pushes a finger or two in, listening to the way you whine and squeeze around her fingers. saying that "shes only ever wanted the best for you" while fucking your cunt with 3 fingers, her other hand grabbing your ass to hold you in place as you writhe. you shake and cry as she presses her thumb to rub your clit, wanting you to tell her that you'll never let anyone use you besides her. "your pussy was made for my fingers, they just fit so perfect. just makes me wonder how many i could fit, if i could maybe even fit my whole fuckin' hand in here." making it known that shes the only one who could touch and fuck you the way she does, the only one who knows how to play with you.

(CONSENSUAL) perverted!queen maeve who will stare at you like youre fucking meat. grope your tits while youre making the bed, only for her to finger your cunt until youre gushing onto her palm. she'll come up behind you while youre cleaning, pulling her arms around your waist and slipping her hands beneath the waistband of your panties. "i bet you'd let me fuck you anywhere, bend you over anything." she says, her big hand cupping your pussy just so perfectly as she rubs your clit to completion. sometimes she'll even run her hands over the arch of your back and down to your ass while youre making dinner, pulling your pants down to your ankles as she drops to her knees to run her tongue over your perfect little hole. she'd even go as far to masturbate in the living room while you're watching tv "look don't touch" making you stare at her as she runs her own hands over her nipples, as she pushes a finger deep into her own pussy as you watch and listen.

pathetic!queen maeve who whines as she sucks on your clit, because shes just so damn desperate to please you. her hands clasp around your thighs and youre sure its gonna mark so you grab her hair, craning her head back so you can get a better look at her face. her mascara is running down her cheeks, your juices smeared around her lips, and all she can do is just look at you with the most pathetic puppy eyes ever. "all..all i ever want is you." soon enough you have her sprawled out on the bed, a vibrating bullet buried deep into her pussy, and all she can do is strain against the restraints as the toy brings her to climax."i just want...want to make you happy." later, shes back to her knees, crying as you push your fake cock deep into her throat. when you pull away from her all she does is push her face up closer to you, the spit-covered cock up against her cheek now.

touch starved!queen maeve who cums in a solid 3 minutes after not being with anyone in almost 5 years, shes almost embarrassed until you work her right up to another one. she's crying, tiny little tear drops leaving her eyes as she cums once more, and all she can do is beg. "pleasepleaseplease- fuck me again, i-i can take more." and she's desperate, really, you know that. but how can you fucking deny her when shes begging like that?

okay so this isnt the stuff i usually write, but ive been SOOO obsessed with her lately. yes i know there is grammar mistakes i wrote this so late at night so bear with me...if its that bad put it in grammarly <3

[jaeminify]

synopsis ☆ jaemin tries his very best to make sure you're included in every one of his plans, even if it means travelling for a day and spending most of your evening in the hotel. jaemin, however, makes it up to you and makes sure you know how much he adores you.

inspired by the live mark and jaemin had. thank you leo boys <3 not much plot and there might be some details that don't add up, but it's just porn without a plot. suggestive at most! jaemin is a bit of an exhibitionist... horny af too

"Yeah. Yeah, no I know... No, I didn't say that."

Jaemin is on the phone when you slide in the key to your shared hotel room and he isn't alone. To his left he has his close friend, Mark Lee, a mutual friend of yours through Jeno Lee, who was your close friend and a sibling to Lee Donghyuck.

You were sure the two of them had just finished up discussing plans regarding the new business they were planning to open the following month and had taken up quite the time of your evening (that was meant to be shared with you). Mark seems to get the idea. He doesn't have to be told twice to know when to get out of a couple's room, simply because his girlfriend had been the one to remind him to leave the second they were done talking about business.

Well, Jiyeon wasn't exactly Mark's girlfriend anymore. As of last week she had been upgraded to fiance with an engagement ring that blinded anyone that glanced at it. You helped Mark pick it out because you were her best friend, you were happy to see the happy could thriving.

Mark sends you a small wave when you slip on the room slippers and walk into the living room.

Jaemin never travelled anywhere without booking the best of places for you. Had he travelled alone he would get a room facing the building opposite, but with you, he called the hotel owner personally to make sure he had the view of the city. He was ready to book the penthouse suite but settled with the honeymoon suite when you caught him looking at the website. You weren't sure what he was booking them for— you assumed it was an early anniversary gift for his parents, so you chimed in and pointed out the view from the honeymoon suite was just as beautiful as the penthouse, so Jaemin didn't think twice when he confirmed his reservation.

You were surprised that he wanted you with him during his conference, but you were relieved when he told you that you didn't need to attend any major events.

You enjoyed being Jaemin's plus one, and you knew that Jaemin loved being yours. It made any events you attended a lot more enjoyable, but if your presence wasn't necessary, or if a plus one wasn't really required, both you and Jaemin knew when to take a step back to let the other shine.

Jaemin owned multiple businesses that his father passed down to him whereas you held multiple shares and owned three different buildings that your mother was considerate enough to give willingly, considering she refused to let your elder sister chip in when she wanted the buildings you, now, owned.

"Did you guys just finish up?" You whisper softly to not interrupt Jaemin's call. Your boyfriend had his back to you and Mark, standing out at the balcony while trying to keep his voice levelled.

Mark nodded, "Barely. He's on the phone with Jung now," Mark made a face. "I think he's still trying to convince Jaemin to endorse his company."

You scoff at the information Mark tells you, "Jaehyun had his chance six months ago to come up with a plan but he fell flat on his ass when he stole the copies from Suh & Co." You shake your head, "The nerve he has."

"You're telling me," Mark runs a hand over his face. "I think Jaemin and I can continue this tomorrow with the law firm. It's getting late and I don't want to take up your time too."

"Thanks, Mark." You smile at Jaemin's friend and give him a polite hug, wishing him goodnight as you shut the door behind you after Mark leaves.

"...That's not going to happen." You catch bits of Jaemin's words as he speaks to Jaehyun on the phone, trying to not get irritated on behalf of your boyfriend at the pile of stress Jaehyun's adding.

You decide to comfort Jaemin with a small hug, if you could even call it that. You simply hook your arms onto his shoulders the kiss the back of his neck. As you slide your hands down from his shoulder you feel rather than see, that he has his shirt unbuttoned. You move to step away from Jaemin but your boyfriend is swift when he catches your hands with his free one and laces his fingers with yours.

He turns around so he's facing you then pulls you in closer to wrap an arm around you. While eh talks to the person on the phone, he plants a gentle kiss on your forehead as if to say hello, i'm glad you're back.

That was the beauty of being with Jaemin. Even if he was busy, even if he was caught up in something he would never let you go unnoticed. Or rather, he'd never make you feel as though you had to beg for his time or for any effort, because he did it as if it was as easy as breathing. Adoring you, loving you and cherishing you was something Jaemin mastered in.

You cling onto Jaemin, wrapping your arms around his middle and looking up at him with your beautiful doe eyes that makes Jaemin smile even if his words are ugly as he speaks to Jaehyun. He holds his phone between his ear and his shoulder as he uses both hands to cup your cheek.

"You're so beautiful," He mouths to you as his thumb grazes your cheek.

Before you can even respond, Jaemin's right hand is quick to grab his phone then you hear, "Listen, Jung, I could stand here all night and pretend that I'm thinking about giving you another shot, but I'm not. So, thank you for trying. I hope Donghyuck is a lot more understanding than I am."

Jaemin hangs up and places his phone on the table behind you on the balcony. There's a lovely breakfast table for you both to sit on, but it was nearing midnight and all you could see was concrete jungles of buildings and the sound of heavy traffic increasing as the night was young.

You smile when Jaemin wraps you in a hug and nuzzles his face against your skin.

"Missed you so much baby," He whispered, when he pulls away, his hands slide to your waist. "Where'd you go?"

You stretched your arms and grinned, happy to share all the details of your night with your lover.

"I managed to get the last slot for a good massage then hopped into the sauna before coming back to the room."

"God, a massage sounds so good right now."

"You're not getting it from me," You laugh when Jaemin pokes your sides, you can feel the grin on his face.

"I'm thinking about something else that's a lot better than massages, baby."

"It hasn't been that long since the last time we had sex, Jaemin." You whisper against his lips, knowing that the harder you try to resist Jaemin's advances, the easier it'll be for him to make you crack.

You feel your knees weaken when his hands start to caress your lower back, teasing touches that feel so light you aren't sure are even there, but the rough pads of his fingertips that slide under your skirt is enough to confirm that his touch, is very real. Jaemin isn't the type to rush in to anything he does. He's witty and tactful. He acts when he knows there'll be a reaction, and with you, he knows every little thing that makes you tick, moan, and scream.

"Hasn't it?" Jaemin's breath is hot against your lips as he teases you. Leaning in with his head tilted as though he was ready to engulf your lips with his, before pulling away to trace your cheekbone with the bridge of his nose. "You're just so irresistible, doll."

Jaemin's hands are now completely under your skirt, lifting it up to expose your laced underwear, not caring if the two of you were standing on the balcony with opposite buildings standing parallel to the hotel. He didn't care who saw you two. All that was in his mind was your pretty face and the way your skin felt against his.

"Did Mark leave?"

You nod breathlessly, subconsciously gripping the front of his shirt to pull him closer when you feel him knead your skin. Jaemin pouts, confusing you for a second until a flush of arousal returns at his next words.

"Shame," He tutted, "Could've let him watched how good of a girl you are for me."

You almost moan at his words, nearly collapsing to your knees to suck his aching cock. You feel it throbbing against your thigh. Jaemin was just as turned on as you were but did his best to now show it.

"But," He starts again, "I don't like the thought of sharing you with anyone, pretty girl." Jaemin smiles, you aren't sure what he's thinking but he seems satisfied. "You're mine, right? Aren't you angel?"

"Yours. . ." you breathe out, clinging onto his skin now, latching your lips to his neck as you desperately beg for more. Jaemin hums in satisfaction when he feels you suck his neck. He loves to mark you up but it feels more fulfilling when he wakes up to the scratches you left on his muscled back, and the marks you leave on his neck. "Only yours."

"That's fucking right." He growls, leaving a hand on your waist while the other reaches up to cup your jaw, leading you up to his lips.

He pulls away without any warning but slips his hand into yours to let you know he isn't going anywhere far. He knows how needy you get, especially when you're riled up, the last thing he'd want is to upset his baby or make you think he was going to leave you high and dry. You can't think straight so you watch Jaemin with heavy eyes, admiring the way his physique looks under his dress shirt.

You hear him slide the door leading back into your room shut, before another click. He's locked you both outside.

Before you can say anything, Jaemin sits himself on the chair by the breakfast table and guides you to straddle his lap. There's a slight wind that brushes against you two, but Jaemin doesn't seem to care when he cups your face to let you rest your forehead against his.

"I'm gonna fuck you on this table until we're both satisfied, that sound okay, angel?"

If you weren't riled up before, you definitely were now. Jaemin smiles at your eager nod, enjoying the way your hands work your way to unbutton his shirt while he plays with your tits over your shirt. It's his, but he likes you in his clothes. His cock rises even more at the thought of him getting to fuck you in his clothes.

"That's a good girl," He cooed when you slip his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his buff shoulders and toned body. He'd been working out recently, mostly to keep his mind occupied from work, but it's paying off because you get to ogle him and he likes being the centre of your attention.

Jaemin flexes his pecks and rests his hands on your hips to guide them. He feels you start to grind your pussy onto his cock over his jeans and he bites back a moan. "Naughty baby, so eager to have my cock inside you aren't you?"

He kisses your cheeks, nose and eyes then neck.

"Taste so good, I'm gonna be taking my time with you doll."

And he does. The whole, damn, night.

[minminyoonjii]

Plot Twist [Minchan/Fem! Reader]

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🕯Summary: Two dumbasses trying their hardest to lure a cat into pounding some pussy.

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Couch Sex|Knotted Dildo|Multiple Orgasms|Voyeurism|Threesome! MMF|Degrading Kink|Wet & Messy|Grinding|Hard Dom! Bang Chan|Soft Dom! Lee Minho|Pervy! Reader|Fingering|Dry Orgasms|Corruption Kink|Cunnilingus|Vibrator|Blow Job|Oral Sex|Dacryphillia|Daddy Kink|Manhandling|Free Use|Edging|Exhibitionist|Deep Throat|Bondage|Cunt Gape|Cum Swallowing|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.4K

Chan lazily pumps the flared dildo up your dripping cunt, your hole fluttering around it with each thrust. You drooled onto the couch, eyes covered with silk. "What the fuck," Minho cursed, setting his groceries on the countertop. Chan looked up, raising an eyebrow, "Oh, you're back," he said casually before scrolling through his phone again. Minho furrowed his eyebrows, "Yeah, I'm back and what is this?" he asked, gesturing to your nude body. 

Chan shrugged, "A messy kitten," he said, thrusting the dildo to the base of the knot, your cunt barely stretching around it. Minho rolled his eyes, "Fuck. You know what, I'll leave you both to it," he said, arranging the groceries. You sniffled, pushing your hips back into the dildo, "Hah, hah, mmh," you moaned, biting down on your bottom lip. Chan eyed your squirmy efforts, "Didn't I tell you to behave?" he asked, clenching his jaw. Minho jolted at Chan's tone, surprised you were treated this way.

You sobbed behind the silk, tears soaking the fabric, "So-sorry," you hiccuped, body quivering. Chan clicked his tongue, "Shut up," he said, laying a firm smack on your plush ass. Minho furrowed his eyebrows at the scene, feeling the urge to intercept. You sniffled, head spinning with pleasure and a tinge of fear, "Min, min," you pleaded, craving some form of comfort. Minho felt a shiver run down his spine, "What?" he whispered under his breath.

"Min, please," you whispered, feeling giddy that he was still there. Chan scoffed, tugging a handful of your hair, "Is your daddy not enough that you had to moan for another man?" he asked, smirking at Minho's dropped jaw. Your lips trembled, mind blanking at the tug. Chan looked directly into Minho's eyes, "She called for you, didn't she? Get over here," he commanded, manhandling your body just enough for Minho to sit in front of you. 

Your lower half ached, cunt puffy and dripping from the amount of dry orgasms Chan coaxed out of you. Minho ran his fingers through your hair, causing you to melt instantly. Chan's gaze faltered briefly, "You can undo the silk," he said, noticing Minho's fingers itching to get them off. Minho did just that, his breath caught in his throat at the pretty sight. You looked up at him, tear stains marking your cheeks, and your lips slicked with spit.

Chan groped your ass, squeezing tight till a light bruise formed, "Use her however you want, I could care less," he gruffed, knowing that by the end of this, the both of you would need some heavy aftercare. Minho shuddered, his cock arching to get some relief, "Do you want this, pretty kitty?" he asked, scratching under your chin. You leaned into his palm, lolling your tongue as consent but he shook his head. "I need words, kitten," he said, booping your nose.

You gulped, "Yes please," you whimpered, pawing his clothed bulge. Chan held back a coo, trying to retain his indifferent role. Minho hissed, "Okay, okay," he said, tugging down his clothes. A gasp escaped your lips, "Pretty," you sighed, feeling drool pool in your mouth. Chan whistled, "She may look adorable, but she bites if you aren't careful, Min-ah," he teased, watching your arousal drip down your clit. Minho moaned, seeing the mischievous glint in your eyes, "Shit," he cursed, realising that he got lured.

"Can I?" you whispered, desperate to feel his weight on your tongue. Minho pressed his thumb on your bottom lip, "Go ahead, kitten," he said, giving you free rein. You wiggled your hips, nosing down his shaft from the tip. Minho leaned back into the coach, his hand resting on your head. Chan tore pieces of tape with his teeth, "Just to make things interesting," he chuckled, taping a bullet vibrator to your swollen clit. Your body bucked forward, thighs trembling from the sheer pleasure.

Minho rubbed your back, "I don't know how you managed to dig out parts of me I never experimented with," he mumbled, cock twitching at the warmth of your tears dripping. Chan picked up his pace, gradually spreading your hole apart to take the bulbous knot, "Take it, little one. I know your hungry cunt can take it," he groaned, the veins on his arms protruding. You wailed, mouthing around Minho's girth. Your warm breath drew him insane, "Messy little girl," Minho hissed, rubbing the back of your neck.

"Hah, fuck," Chan panted, seeing your cunt swallow up the knot. Your eyes rolled back, teeth grazing Minho's cockhead. "Holy, ah, shit," Minho grunted, clenching his hands into fists to get a grip. Chan huffed, lowering the vibrator setting, "Pat her cheek if she's out of it," he instructed, his eyes hazy with lust. Minho stroked your cheek, and patted, "Are you still with us, kitten?" he asked, pushing back your hair. You blinked back the mind-breaking pleasure, "Yes," you slurred, wrapping your lips around Minho's cock.

Minho tossed his head back, veins adoring his neck, "Fuck," he growled, trying his hardest not to thrust down your throat. You flattened your tongue and sank down his shaft. The stretch of your lips sent a buzz of pleasure towards your abdomen. Minho ran his fingers through your hair, "Do that again, kitten," he grunted, tensing his abs at the feeling of your coarse tongue swirling around the base of his cock. You hummed, swirling your tongue a few more times before pulling up to suck on his cockhead.

"Good girl, fucking good kitty," Minho gritted, pushing back his sweat-matted hair. You blew on his slit, your tongue flicking between the sensitive glands. Minho gripped your hair, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he keened, holding back his appending orgasm. You moaned, eager to swallow his load. Minho's toes curled inwards, "Fuck, I'm sorry," he growled, using your hair as leverage to sink your mouth down his cock. You splattered at the thrust, your throat contracting rapidly around his cockhead.

Minho groaned, bucking his hips further, "Milk it, kitten. Drink it up," he growled, cumming straight down your esophagus. You gagged at the sudden fluid, tears and snot drenching your face. Minho shuddered, carefully easing his cock out, "Breath, kitty," he panted, moaning at the sight of cum and spit slicking his cock. You planted your forehead against his thigh, finding it odd that the vibrator taped to your clit wasn't on. Chan chuckled, "Are you confused, little one?" he asked, patting the base of the dildo.

You groaned at the pressure, "Daddy," you rasped, wiggling your hips. "Daddy knows," Chan whispered, ripping off the tape and sucked your clit. You dug your nails into Minho's firm thighs making him wince. "Daddy, Daddy, Min," you babbled, thrashing at the orgasmic shocks. Chan hummed around your clit, and that tipped you off the edge. You wailed, cunt clenching so hard that the knot popped out, leaving a gaping hole.

Minho kissed your hair, "Good girl. Such a good girl," he mumbled, stroking your hair. Chan licked a stripe up your pussy, tongue curled within your gaping ribbed walls. You whimpered, body twitching from oversensitivity. Chan gulped, swallowing your orgasm directly from the source. Minho pressed his lips against yours, groaning at the taste of his cum on your tongue. Chan sat back, catching his breath, "I don't think I can be a mean dom again," he chuckled, turning his head towards Minho.

"You?" Minho asked, furrowing his eyebrows. Chan smiled, carefully manhandling you onto his lap, "This little one said that we had to take you off guard, and it worked," he said, pampering kisses all over your face. Minho tried to bite back a smile, "You tricked me, I'll prepare the air fryer," he said, getting off the couch. Chan giggled, "Let's run, baby," he said, pretending to carry you away. Minho chuckled, "Am I the first of the scheme?" he asked, ruffling your hair.

You jutted your bottom lip, making both of them coo. "The maknae had his fill first," Chan said, tapping your bottom lip. Minho crossed his arms, "What's the goal?" he asked, curious about what spurred this on. Chan chuckled, "I know you boys wanted to take a bite of her since the introduction and she was quite fond of the idea of being shared so one thing led to another and here we are," he explained, nosing your hair. "But what's in it for you?" Minho asked, tilting his head.

Chan smirked, lifting you off his lap, "She's not the only one fond of the idea," he teased, showing his cum stained pants. Minho chuckled in disbelief, "So who's next?" he asked, lying beside Chan. "Who knows, maybe a little ferret," Chan teased, noticing a shadow run up the stairs at the corner of his eyes.

[theogonies]

SWEET DESIRE: genshin boys & their kinks

characters: childe, xiao, diluc, & ayato

word count: 1.4k

content warnings: feminine pet names and references to female genitalia; they’re all possessive, just in different ways; breeding kink, corruption kink, mindbreaking/dumbification, overstimulation, semi-public sex, implied dacryphilia (childe); voyeurism and general perviness, somnophilia, implied corruption kink (xiao); overstimulation, restraints, marking, spanking, yandere behavior (diluc); dom/sub relationship, brat taming, dacryphilia, degradation, humiliation, edging, painplay/spanking (ayato); 18+; minors and ageless blogs do not interact

CHILDE

“What’s wrong, ptichka?” He leans down to lap the tears from your cheeks with a smile as condescending as it is kind. “I thought you were ready for this, but we’re only getting started.”

Is it really any wonder that this man has a breeding kink? He’s a family man, after all, and beneath all his bluster, there’s really nothing he wants more than a happy little family of his own to come home to. While he rationally knows that may be out of the picture for as long as he’s a Harbinger, he still can’t help but lose his mind a little at the sight of his come overflowing from your hole. Even better if he gets to fuck it back into you with his fingers to make sure you don’t lose a single drop, humming sweet praises all the while: you're being so good for me, babygirl. Gonna make you a mommy.

Speaking of fingers–Childe is good with his hands. When he really wants to tease you he’ll watch you struggle to drag his gloves off with nothing but your teeth, just so he can use those very hands to fuck into your mouth until you’re a drooling mess, begging for his fingers in your pussy instead. Maybe if he’s feeling nice, he’ll even reward you for your efforts.

He loooooves corrupting good girls. Girls who follow the rules, girls who put responsibility first, girls who take care of everyone else before themselves. He’ll tease you, give you just enough to get your hopes up before backing off and making you plead for his attention. Don’t worry; he won’t break you, at least not on purpose. He just wants to teach you how good it feels to allow yourself to let go and relish in all those dirty, greedy little impulses, the desires that only he can fulfill.

Childe likes it when his partners are vocal during sex, and he’s willing to put in the work to make that happen. He’s a bit of an exhibitionist in general–just another way of making sure there are no doubts in anyone’s minds who you belong to–but it doesn’t matter if you’re in the middle of the Fatui headquarters or some isolated cabin in the mountains, he makes a game out of overstimulating you until you’re a broken, whimpering mess crying his name.

XIAO

“Please–” You can always tell when he’s about to break. He begs so sweetly, his stubborn scowl fading into something soft and needy. “Say it again. Tell me I’m good.”

 It shouldn’t come as any kind of surprise that Xiao is a virgin. He’s so afraid of becoming close to others, yet more and more he finds his mind drifting to all those lewd, forbidden places when he’s around you. It’s obvious, too, the way he stares when you bend over to pick something up or the neckline of your shirt dips a little too low; but all the embarrassment and guilt in the world aren’t enough to make him hold back his voyeuristic impulses.

And oh, the moment you realize what’s going on and decide to indulge him, it’s over for Xiao. He’s obsessed with the way you tease him, your hands brushing against his thigh, or lightly steering him by the small of his back, all while you give him that same, trusting smile as always. This is just what friends do, isn’t it?

It takes a long time before he’s able to build up enough trust to let you touch him, but he loves watching you touch yourself. The way your hands, the same ones that have touched him so innocently so many times before, flick at your puffy clit; all those dirty sounds that fill the air; the blissed-out look on your pretty little face when you finally unravel. Witnessing you, being wanted by you–it’s already so much more than Xiao thinks he deserves.

The only think he loves more than feeling like your loyal guardian as you slumber is fucking you when you’re asleep. Sometimes because you’re having a bad dream; sometimes because he just can’t help himself, not when you’re lying so innocently beside him, filling his mind with impure thoughts.

Even at his brattiest, he always, always, always asks permission before coming. Inside of you, on you, even into his own hand. It’s as much about consent for him as it is getting confirmation from you that he’s earned this.

DILUC

“That’s right, precious,” he murmurs, his sonorous voice so unusually soft that you can’t help but shiver from words alone. “Just sit still and let me take care of you.”

Diluc loves giving oral, and he’s a messy eater, too. It’s like your sweet pussy is an aphrodisiac to him; he loses track of time, swirling his tongue around your tender bud and drinking in your taste until he’s left you overstimulated without even trying. He feels genuinely bad about it, too, every time he realizes just how greedy he’s been, how long he’s made you beg and cry for relief–but it’s not enough to keep him from forgetting himself again the next time he goes down on you.

He’s a very giving lover in general; really, he just wants to make you feel good. And, well, the beautiful sight of your tight little pussy creaming around his cock–that’s just a sweet side effect.

It takes a long time to get him to admit to his more taboo desires, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have them. Most of all, he dreams of seeing you strung up; from the frame of his bed in the winery, or even more shamefully, from the rafters of his tavern (long after close, of course–no one else deserves to see something so beautiful). As much as he consciously respects your freedom and independence, there’s a dark part of him that wants to keep you safe and protected, somewhere only he can reach you.

He likes seeing his marks on your skin, too. Hickeys, mostly, but he’s not entirely above punishing you more thoroughly if he decides you’ve been a little too flirty with his patrons or too risky in your adventures. He apologizes every time his hand comes down on your ass, and yet he can’t hide how hard the sight of your soft and rippling skin makes him when it flushes and begins to bruise.

AYATO

“I’m sorry, doll, but you know the rules.” His lip trail gently across the marks left by his own hand only moments ago, reminding you that your master is just as forgiving as he is merciless. “Now, are you ready to be a good girl and do as you’re told?”

Do I even need to say that Ayato is a mean dom? He loves the thrill of the chase, learning exactly what makes his partner tick just so he can break them down. The worst part is how composed he remains through it all, like his twisted desire to see you squirm is just another of his odd little jokes.

His technique in bed is no less refined than his skill with a sword, either; he’s mastered the delicate art of pushing your limits without breaking them, testing your devotion to him with every slap and caress until you’re putty in his hands.

While Ayato demands absolute loyalty from his partners from the start, he doesn’t mind putting in the work to tame bratty subs; in fact, he likes it better that way. The more headstrong and stubborn you are, the easier it is for him to ensure that you’re all his by the time he’s finished molding you into the perfect toy.

He isn’t opposed to using pain as a punishment, but in most cases, he prefers withholding what he knows you want. He’ll edge you until you’re a sobbing wreck, begging for his cock; and as much as he knows he should hate to see you suffer like this, nothing makes him as hard as the sight of your pretty little face streaming with tears. Before he gives you your sweet release, he makes you beg for it, promising him you’ll be good from now on, that you’ve learned your place as his dumb little whore.

Ayato loves putting you in all kinds of degrading positions: cockwarming him in his office, touching yourself while he watches, humping the smooth leather of his shoes as you beg him to touch you properly. He likes knowing he’s the only one with the privilege of seeing you this way: flushed, humiliated, needy. His.

[noisycroissant]

Meus Amor (Part 1)

Read part 2 here

SoftDom!Ascended Astarion x Reader

(This was previously called Amica Mea till a dear reader corrected me. Also, I cannot write him as an asshole. I tried, it simply will not materialise 😔)

You could hear his footsteps getting closer and closer to the grand oak door of your bed chamber. The long hallway outside was mostly empty save for a few candelabra and paintings, the entire bed chamber was in a separate wing of the castle.

He'd designed it that way for privacy.

"I don't want anyone else to hear those pretty moans you sing for me, pet," he'd cooed when you'd asked about the odd placement of your chambers, "For my ears and eyes only."

The doors swing open as Astarion strides in. "Come to me, my sweet. I have a gift for you. Took forever for the jeweller to deliver, but I am rather pleased with how it turned out," he says as he walks towards the bed, stripping off his clothes along the way.

He sits on the bed, shirtless, pale skin glowing in the candlelight. Placing a jewellery box on the bed, he takes your hand and pulls you to sit beside him.

"Another piece of jewellery, Astarion? Gods, you do realise I only have one neck. I cannot possibly wear every necklace you've gotten me already!" you tease.

"I thought you'd prefer the sparkling rocks cover up all the ways I've marked that lovely neck, darling," he teases back, "I know you're not an exhibitionist."

Your cheeks turn the slightest shade of pink at his comment. All this time, and you'd think you'd run out of shame but no, his teasing will always have the blood rushing to your face.

"Open the box, I want to see how it looks on you."

You open the box to see a simple circlet of gold on a velvet cushion. There's a clasp at the back. And a simple locket dangling from it.

"I have to admit, this is one of the more tamer pieces you've gotten me," you say, picking up the circlet, confusion on your face.

"You're so going to regret your choice of words, my love," he laughs out as he takes the circlet from your hands and moves behind you to help you put it on.

You hold up your hair as he clasps it into place. The locket is against your throat. The circlet is a tighter fit than you'd thought it would be.

Almost like a collar.

He wouldn't...

"Oh yes I would, because I did," he whispers in your ear, "My gorgeous pet, would you wear this for me? Only when it's just us?"

"What does the locket say?"

"Take a look in the mirror. See for yourself," he passes you a handmirror.

Meus Amor

My beloved

Astarion lifts the locket with his fingers, his face close to yours, "Meus amor, would you wear this for me?"

You take a moment to look at his face. Anticipation, love...and hunger reflect in his eyes. For you.

Your heart flutters as you hear yourself say, "Yes, Astarion, for you, I would."

His lips are on yours the second you finish speaking. A hungry depraved kiss, his tongue stroking yours, his fangs catching your lower lip. You moan into his mouth and he leans you to your back, his knee moving to spread your legs as you lie down.

"You never stop surprising me, my love," he confesses quietly, moving to your shoulder. You feel his fangs prick the tender skin as he says, "I'm going to make you sing till dawn, sweetheart. I hope you're ready."

[alcoholfreenayeon]

Tzuyu Girlfriend HCs

SFW HCs

The two of you met when she tried out a new bakery which Dahyun recommended. You were a regular there and noticed that Tzuyu was sticking to one thing and over a few days, you recommended one of your favorite breads which she ended up really liking.

Coincidentally the two of you also used the same bus which formed a friendship.

Your crush on her started when you two were going to the bus stop and you tripped and dropped your food which led to Tzuyu feeding you some of hers.

She’s really sweet and caring but she also doesn’t hesitate to tease you.

She seems quiet and reserved but once you get to know her she’s quite talkative and mischievous.

Tzuyu likes to rest her head on your shoulder, often feeling too shy to kiss you. She doesn’t mind getting kissed though.

She avoids PDA especially if it’s infront of someone she knows.

Once you absentmindedly pecked her cheek infront of some of the twice members and they all cheered and hooted for Tzuyu surprising you.

Only for you to turn and see her frozen and red faced while wishing she could disappear. But now that has gotten better too and she doesn’t get as shy.

She prefers spooning over cuddling and likes to switch between being the big and little spoon.

NSFW HCs

She was quite shy but also secretly excited about it at first. She liked how you were patient with her shyness and were so loving.

Tzuyu likes to bite your shoulder real hard when you make her feel good.

She has a huge praise kink and just loses it whenever you call her a good girl or princess.

The biggest surprise for you has been finding out that she is a little bit of an exhibitionist.

She doesn’t mind playing footsies when you both are out for dinner.

Occasionally she likes to take charge, ordering you around and expecting you to obey her instructions without hesitation.

She knows how to make use of her hands and uses that skill to keep you wanting more and more.

Tzuyu had been thinking about wanting to try some bondage and roleplaying but couldn’t make up her mind on which.

She doesn’t want to admit it but she finds it really hot when you leave love bites and marks all over her.

She likes it when you whisper in her ear as you both make love.

[hucowboyification]

Poolverine and 10 please?

10- "We're really going to fuck here? What if someone sees us?"

It'd been an easy job. Get in, stab, claw, and shoot all the fuckers in the warehouse to death, get out. No one was left alive; not even the cleaning crew.

Making a quick getaway wasnt strictly necessary; given how blood-soaked they both were, it probably would've made them more suspicious. But the surrounding area had been terrorized by that group for so long that everyone turned a blind eye to the two mutants booking it down shaded alleyways, and the adrenaline made for great foreplay, so they ran anyways.

Logan pulled Wade down an alleyway, around a corner, and then into a dead end, where a brick building towered over everything.

Deep scratch marks in sets of threes littered the face of the building; hundreds, if not thousands of sets, some clearly much older than the several months Logan had been living in this universe.

"Climb," Logan instructed, lacking anything in the way of real urgency. It was made even less urgent by Logan tugging Wade's mask off and pressing him briefly to the brick wall for a deep, but surprisingly gentle kiss.

Once he was released, Wade did as he was asked. Fortunately, Logan had the forethought to make sure that people with normal hands could get to the roof, though just barely; it was a tough climb, even for Wade, and he had to question if it was really the only way up onto the roof, or if Logan just wanted to watch his ass as he made his way up tedious hand-and-foot-holds.

"Used to love coming up here," Logan sighed once they'd both reached the roof, leaning shoulder-to-shoulder against a boarded-up maintenance entrance. "Quiet. Good views. Hard to climb for most people. Back... back where I'm from, it got torn down years ago."

Wade, using the little good sense he had, didn't pry or crack a joke. He didn't particularly feel like regenerating any limbs tonight, thank you very much.

"But, anyways," Logan continued, giving Wade a sharp-toothed grin. "Thought it'd be a good place to bring you to catch our breath after a job. Be nice to spend an evening together without worrying about waking anyone up."

"Wait, do you mean-" he leaned in close, exaggeratedly whisper-shouting in Logan's ear- "S-E-X?"

"Yes, you goddamn loser, I mean fucking." Logan snorted, bumping his forehead against Wade's shoulder. "Up here, alone, under the stars."

"Aww, Wolvie, that's so romantic! We're really going to fuck here?" Wade gasped in mock surprise, bringing his hands to his face. "What if someone sees us?"

The twitching of Logan's lips gave away his attempts so suppress a laugh. "Who the fuck would see us, moron? It's the middle of the night, this is an abandoned building, and we'd see if anyone came on a nearby roof." Then he grinned. "Besides, what do you care? I always thought you'd be an exhibitionist."

"Oh, I am an exhibitionist, peanut, but you never know. There are cameras everywhere these days.

With a brief, disparaging "Jesus Christ, Wade", Logan dropped to his knees, nuzzling gently at Wade's already hard cock under his suit.

Then, the claws came out, moving towards the fabric of Wade's pants, and-

"Hey, no, no, no! Soft paws!" Wade shouted, swatting Logan's hands away and getting his fingers quite scratched up in the process. "I'm not sewing this up again! God, the knife hands are hot, but can you use your fingers to unzip me like a normal fucking person for once?"

Reluctantly, Logan did as ordered, sheathing his claws and unzipping his pants without ripping them (and Wade's skin, though that was of less concern) to shreds.

If there were cameras around (and of course there were- whatever the dicks at the TVA said, he's the main character here), they'd be getting quite a show.

Send me an ask with a number and a ship!

[fairlyang]

Thighs 🕷️

miguel being a thighs enthusiast

w/c: 771

tags: 18+ smut. just a lil ramble, fluffy, thigh kisses, but also smutty, m being somewhat of an exhibitionist, thigh fucking, overall just some thighs appreciation 🫶🏼

Miguel would love to lay between your thighs, he'd lay there laying his head against your crotch while he looked up at the ceiling, when watching a movie, or even when taking a nap

He'd wrap his arms under them then lightly squeeze your inner thigh letting out a happy sigh

He make any excuse under the sun to just lay there comfortably

"They look lonely!" He exclaimed with a pout when you shook your head no but then rolled your eyes and sighed as he immediately went down to lay on them

He'd love to leave kisses all over them

When he'd take you out on fancy dinner dates, (which was often) he'd always convince you to wear dresses that fit you perfectly but more specifically ones that showed your thighs off, whether it be a slit, or mini bodycon dresses he always wanted to see them

Instead of sitting across from you he would sit next to you, he loved the way your dress would rile up and reveal more of your thighs and they looked so perfect when you were sitting

He would leave his hand on your thigh, rubbing circles on your skin

"Te ves tan bonita." He whispered and you just smiled, leaning over to kiss his cheek (you look so pretty)

Then gently squeezing while having normal conversation with you, knowing he was making you nervous, he always did

On some dates he'd only squeeze your thighs teasingly, other times he'd take it a step further and trail his fingers higher up to your inner thigh

You'd tell him to stop but knew deep down you really didn't mind, he knew this and would continue even when the waiter would come by

“I want everyone to see what's mine." He whispered in your ear as you felt your whole face heat up

You purposely would wear short skirts or short shorts just for him

One time he went home to find you laying on the couch in some short shorts and immediately went down to lay on them, squeezing and kissing them softly

"So perfect for me angelita." He said between kisses (little angel)

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He would leave lovebites on them before eating you out, he loved marking you but there was something about leaving them on your pretty thighs that really got him going

When he'd realize his old marks were fading he would go down and leave some soon as he realizes

You weren't surprised when he randomly had the brilliant idea of wanting to stick his cock between your thighs, the idea instantly turned you on which made him very excited

After quickly taking off your clothes and his own he spread his legs wide and you back yourself up against him, lowering your body to hover over him, not facing him

You opened up your thighs a bit and he slid his cock between your thighs as it lightly grazed against your pussy

You squeeze your thighs earning a moan from both of you as you slowly grinded yourself against him, you felt your wetness swirling around as his cock was rubbing against your folds and inner thighs

He had a firm grip on your hips helping you move while letting out moans as you started moving your body faster making him groan, his grip on you tightening

You bite your lip and kept going, his cock softly rubbing against your slickness as it was now getting on your thighs

His hands went down to squeeze your thighs as you were moving faster, you felt his cock twitch between you so you slowed down your pace wanting to have him enjoy this for as long as possible

He let out a desperate moan and squeezed your thighs some more when you start to move your hips faster

You feel him twitch again but this time you don't stop and go faster than before and squeeze your thighs some more when you start to move your hips faster

You feel him twitch again but this time you don't stop and go faster than before and squeeze your thighs a bit more as you rubbed yourself against every inch of his pulsing cock

Amor asi- tan cercas-" he moaned out so you kept your pace letting out some moans yourself which made him groan (love just like that- so close-)

He let out bundles of moans and you stopped your movements letting him cum all over your thighs

When you heard his panting calm down you sat down on his lap and kissed him gently which made him grin and happily kiss you back

[jebiwonutty]

Zb1 legal line & kinks/stuff they like

It’s just a huge ass brainrot. Idk the official name for some of those sorry it’s just how I call them.

MINORS THIS IS EXPLICIT

Zhang Hao

Praise Kink :

You cannot convince me that this man does not have a praise kink.

You would just tell him he did good and he would already be melting. Now if you praised him during sex ? He would loose his whole mind and finish instantly. Just being beneath him and telling him he was making you feel so good and just begging him not to stop, calling him your prince and he would be done for

Mid exhibitionnism :

I just feel like he would definitely enjoy having sex in semi-public places. Having the thrill of maybe getting caught by a passerby or one of his members.

Just fucking you roughly and pressing his hand against your mouth to silence you up all while hearing your muffled moaning would make him go wild. Hearing others people voices and having this thrill of perhaps getting caught and having people seeing you both this way ... wild, definitely thrusting onto you faster

Kim Jiwoong

Bondage

This man loves to play and experiencing new things

He would go crazy seeing you all cuffed up for him, ready to play. You had a blindfold on top of that, he loves seeing you all ready and needy for him, just completely left for him to play

Sensory plays

Oh he would love that.

Melting cold ice on your body and just licking it straight from your skin. Putting warm food on you. He just loves to lick and have good excuses for that

But don’t be fooled, he would love to be handled by you, just admiring you licking him and sucking him off.

S Han Bin

Exhibitionist

Now that’s an exhibitionnist. This man loves to shows what belongs to him and him only

So of course having sex in a public place like the dorm, studio, at practice would be a urge turn on. He likes to make you scream and moan his name and he can only want for the other people to heat that.

You are his and his only, he will make you scream his name

Marking

Will leave you up full of hickeys

I’m not joking. Just hickeys everywhere and at the most random places or simply in plain sight. Once again he likes to define what is his, and he considers you his.

Matthew :

Water

Now this man has a kink he had for years, fucking in water.

Maybe it’s the risk of getting caught, feeling water all over the two of you, feeling the hot of your body and feeling how needy you are for him but he would be crazy.

Just innocently playing and a make out session would just start, and wrapping your legs against his torso feeling him hard and giving him a handjob. Just wanting to make him go crazy, he would definitely fucks you rough up in the open, moaning in your ear telling you how good of a job you were doing for him

Cute set up/ cat outfit

He is a weeb, was in little basement in Canada watching animes you can best believe that you throw on a little maid outfit or cat ears and he would go crazy

Like hello that’s his favorite things together. He would definitely come home one day and you would surprise him in a full set of lingerie + cat outfit with the ears and pop he has a boner. The next thing you know he is all over you, touching you, whispering in your ears, trailing against your skin... Seeing you like that is a huge turn on and he would go crazy with a blowjob and would definitely fucks you rough against a wall while you kept the outfit

Tae Rae

Praise kink

We know this man is a looser and would swoon upon hearing praises

He loves that you tell him he is doing good, making you feel good, he loves it all. He loves how needy you can get that and how you beg to fuck you. Give him a cringy nickname like sex god and he would loose his mind. The more you praise him the better the performance is.

You can’t even praise him in a daily life sometimes because you would tell him you are so good and the next thing you know is that he has a boner and need help

Angry sex

He is jealous and has anger issues.

It would be something casual just seeing you laugh with Matthew and he would instantly go crazy, pulling you up to the side straight to a random toilet and fucking you rough until you are begging and crying to come. Oh you think you can joke with another member ? You are his and his only.

Or just something making him mad during the day he would come home and just using you as a fucktoy.

Seeing him angry is rare but when it happens it’s always a sight

[wannaeatramyeon]

How about us Fucking Goo dumb? Yah know...like him panting and gasping for air while we do 'stuffs' to him, smiling at us when we praise him for being such a nice sub, begging for us to leave 'pretty' marks all over his body, the way he loves how we wipe off his smirk the moment we touch him, the way his fingers would twitch while we leave trails of our kisses from his neck down his navel, but never touching him where he wants always leaving him desperate making him whine out in discontent, after a lot of teasing and teasing him coming untouc- or maybe you can just ignore this.

Hey anon! Thanks for asking. You've got a VERY vivid imagination yourself. I need to keep an eye out for your Goo smut.

I'm likely not gonna be in the mood to try and write smut again for a while but I did enjoy writing Vin's NSFW hc so.

Goo Kim x Reader: NSFW hc

Lucky you, this guy has got range.

Fun and fast, making you laugh during sex as much as he makes you cum. Sweet and gentle, you clinging to each other as he tells you sweet nothings.

Rough dom, edging and degrading and commanding. Poor princess, are those tears? Well cry harder. Petulant sub, himself whining and begging and trying to hold back. Nothing like making that bastard cry for how mean he was the other night.

Goo really is a pure switch.

Can do anything from public quickies to love-making (surprise!), but it is completely mood dependent. And Goo Kim's moods are hard enough to get a grasp of, so it's luck of the draw what sort of ride you're getting.

Doesn't have a preference for them, but loves quickies if you throw in some orgasm denial for you too. You're fucked out of your mind, so so close to cumming when oops. Goo beats you to the punch.

He is not sorry, and there is nothing unpremeditated about it.

Don't worry, he'll make it up to you later. Guess you'll just have to walk around dripping and unsatisfied most of the day. Shame.

Surprisingly generous with giving oral. There is nothing quite like making you moan and squeal, especially at inopportune times.

Mad exhibitionist streaks when it's you on the line.

A hand palming between your legs under the table during dinner at a restaurant, fingers curious and reckless when he's driving. Has no qualms about getting on his knees, hitching your skirt up and going down on you in a quiet part of a library.

And really. The best way to shut up this blonde up is to put his mouth to good use. Especially if you sit on his face.

With casual fucks, he places his own needs above all else. Better luck next time if you want to be satisfied. Maybe he's the ultimate edger, more likely he's an asshole.

And unless he likes you, don't kiss him on the mouth. Who knows where everyone has been. Sure, he'll fuck you dumb but lip kisses are off-limits. Just... don't question the logic of this.

If you've wormed your way into his heart? His lips and tongue are exploring every inch of you.

Aftercare? Needs it for himself. You've stroked him, now stroke his hair and ego too - thank you. For you? Eh, depends how he feels about you.

Someone casual? Thanks! Bye! Cya! Even in the middle of night. Leaves you to gather your things and do your walk of shame as he takes a leisurely shower, humming and singing to himself.

If he likes you, then he will make an effort. Goo is pretty much always up for cuddles anyway and you are his princess, after all. He will take care of you.

Will never not find it funny at the end of a session to leave some cash on your bedside table, in your bra, or in your underwear.

[didyoulookforme]

So for postman!Matty I think there is something to explore regarding the time they spend apart (working as a postman and/or tour) and how those reunions go, the type of tension that builds up and needs to be released etc.

yesssssss there’s absolutely a lot of tension and frustration that builds while he’s away :(

in this au, the 1975 is a way smaller band so the boys just tour in a van from city to city, playing to crowds of about 100-300 people at a time. this means that she cannot just join them for tour, unfortunately, as there’s usually limited space. but there are times when she’ll tag for a few cities and help them sell their merch because she is a music nerd and actually loves the material they make. she won’t admit it out loud to him, but she does listen to his stuff in her own time. always a sucker for a musician boyfriend. especially a hot, sexy, slutty one who worships her.

anyway, because she cannot go along with them, there’s definitely lots of sexual frustration pent up, especially for poor matty who cannot get off as much as he’d like to due to not being alone much lol. they will definitely have phone sex if there’s enough time and she also sends him photos as she’s actually a pretty skilled photographer (she comes from a design / art background). she will take rather beautiful images of her naked, or touching and pleasing herself, which just send matty off a cliff every single time because she’s the most perfect girl in his eyes. he definitely has them stored in his phone so he can look at her and not feel too distant. plus have some wank material. there’s also been times when she takes photos of him and them together, so those are the ones she looks at while he’s away. this is no secret as there’s definitely occasions when george or ross go to use matty’s phone and accidentally see the photos because dear mr. postman is not the smartest with digital technology and forgets to swipe away before he turns off the screen. roomie hann doesn’t even blink an eye at it anymore as he’s seen the prints which matty has next to his bed.

but yes, when he finally gets back, he doesn’t even go to his own apartment first because there’s no possible way he can wait another second without having her as he pretty much has a boner the whole day in anticipation. he doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he wants and needs girlie asap. thus, lots of the times it ends up with them on the couch as the bed is just too far away. he could literally cum from just watching and feeling her tits again (thank god) because he loves them so much. matty also spends a WHILE going down on her because tasting her again after several weeks makes him get impossibly turned on that it’s no surprise he’s cum in his pants before. but he doesn’t give a fuck and she finds it incredibly hot that he can just let go and truly be himself around her.

they fuck like bunnies in spring for that whole day as if to make up for lost time. it not a gentle affair, either. it’s sweaty, fast, and messy because we know he has a spit kink. the amount of time he can spend looking at his spit drip down her tits is unreal. one of his favourite sights in this world.

there’s definitely a lot of bruises and red marks left on both of them, and she sometimes cannot help but take photos of his scratched chest, shoulders or inner thighs (and cum on his stomach) once done to add to her collection. and let’s be real, he’s an exhibitionist so he feeds off the attention and knowing that you like him enough to photograph.

needless to say, once he’s back, they spend multiple days together at a time as they’re both so incredibly down and horny for each other that it is sickly sweet <3

[firstofficerwiggles]

Thot weekend!!!!

So I have the Sith!Obiwan brainrot because of kooks ask and your reply to it so I have come asking for more

I just *know* he would want to mark his beloved in any way possible. Just seeing their neck and chest and thighs covered in the dark bruises he leaves

But he loves the marks they leave just as much... The scratches down his back or the bite on his shoulder for when it's just too good to resist

EEEEEEE!!! I love this thot because you just know he adores seeing the results of his loving. I think the exhibitionist in him gets a thrill in showing off his marks on your body so he’ll definitely leave some in places where everyone can see. I wonder how others might react to that…

Pairing: Sith Obi-Wan Kenobi x female reader

Rating: Explicit/Mature 18+

It’s the start of a new day and you’re admiring your Sith lover’s handy work on your body as you prepare for the day. It helps that his bedroom has a dazzling three-sided mirror, all the better to see all the love bites and bruises he’s left on your thighs, your stomach, your breasts, and of course, your neck. It’s only been two weeks since you became his personal administrative officer, in essence, his secretary, and your body looks like a map of the galaxy, each spot a system that represents his desire for you.

There’s a particularly dark bruise high on your neck, near your right ear that you know won’t be covered by the collar of your uniform, meaning everyone will see the evidence of his affection for you. 

“I suppose I could try covering it with some concealer,” you’re murmuring to yourself when your Dark Sith Lord comes up behind you.

“What? And spoil the work of art I’ve gifted your skin? I won’t hear of it,” Obi-Wan drawls, his hand wrapping around your waist and yanking you back until you’re flush against his naked form. 

“You don’t mind that everyone will see it?” you inquire, curious to see what he thinks about your relationship being so on display as it were. Everyone already suspects you’re in his bed, but this would solidify those rumors.

“Do you really think I care what those gossipy fools might say?” He smirks at you through the mirror. “Besides, people always gossip about beautiful women and their handsome lovers.”

He kisses the back of your neck, working his way around to the side without any bruise.

“How about I give you a second one, right here?” His teeth nip at the spot just under your left ear lobe.

“Lord Kenobi,” you breathe out his name and title, pleadingly.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’,” he states and then his mouth latches onto your neck, kissing, sucking, and biting at your tender skin until a new bruise has bloomed there.

“I guess there’s no hiding them both,” you comment, still breathless from his torment on your neck.

“That’s fucking right,” he replies as he drags you back to the bed for another round and likely more bruises before work.

Later, you’re in the breakroom at work, fixing yourself and Lord Kenobi cups of tea. You’re humming to yourself still in a world of bliss from your morning activities, when you hear snickering and whispering behind you.

“I mean c’mon are we supposed to ignore that she’s covered in hickeys,” you hear one person whisper, not softly enough.

“She’s such a slut, they’re probably not even from the same man,” the other person comments back, “I hear she’s been fucking both Vice Admiral Rampart and Lieutenant Commander Ardan.”

“Yeah, I heard she sucked off Admiral Tarkin backstage at last week’s awards presentations,” another voice chimes in.

“How else do you explain how quickly she rose in the ranks, hmm?” the first voice snidely comments again. 

Your mouth falls open in surprise and your cheeks burn with indignation. You whip around to see three other junior officers sipping caf and giggling their heads off at their rude accusations. When they see your face, one of them, Lieutenant George, smirks at you. You know her well as she’s always trying to kiss up and flirt with Lord Kenobi to absolutely no avail.

“Oh, hi,” she says with false friendliness, “You look like you’re having a lovely morning.”

“Much better than yours, I’m willing to bet,” you retort.

“Mmm, yes, I’d say so,” she replies, looking pointedly at your neck, “You certainly have the evidence to display for us. I wonder what your superior officer thinks of that.”

“Lord Kenobi is quite proud of them, after all he’s the one who put them there,” you tell her smugly.

“So you say,” she responds snidely, “But I seriously doubt a powerful man of such good taste like Lord Kenobi would dirty himself with the likes of you.”

“Well, we all know he isn’t fucking you,” you snap at her, “Your frigid ass looks like it hasn’t had a decent orgasm in forever.” 

“You whore,” she spits out the insult.

“You wish you were me,” you tell her, as you scoop up your cups of tea and spin on your heel to march out of there.

You storm back towards Lord Kenobi’s office, trying to compose yourself before you see him. You knew people were talking about you, but you had no idea they thought you were sleeping around the officer’s club. And seriously, Rampart, Ardan, and Tarkin? Your stomach turns just thinking about it. You’re still fuming when you enter Lord Kenobi’s office and he senses it immediately.

“Sweetheart? What’s the matter?” His voice is soft but with an edge to it, suggesting that he’ll find out the cause of your ire and make the person responsible regret it.

“It’s nothing, it’s stupid,” you say, trying not to worry him with your petty office nonsense.

“Come here,” he tells you, motioning you to come closer.

When you’re standing right in front of him, he tugs you downward to sit in his lap. His fingers brush over your cheek and his golden eyes look deeply into yours.

“Tell me,” he says simply.

You try to look away for a moment but can’t tear your eyes from his, “It’s dumb, it’s just like you said, foolish people are gossiping about me.”

“And this has upset you? You don’t wish for people to know that you’re in my bed every night?” he asks.

“No, no, it isn’t that at all,” you rush to reassure him, “In fact, I was proud to tell them that it was you, but they didn’t believe me, they think I’m sleeping around with a bunch of other officers.”

“As if I would let anyone else touch you,” he scoffs at the idea, “And who was it that thinks this?”

“Lieutenant George, and Ensigns Wieners and Smith,” you answer him. 

Obi-Wan gets a twinkle in his eye, “I think I know just the way to solve this issue.”

He surges forward, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. You’re caught off guard, but you return his kiss enthusiastically. His fingers begin tugging at your uniform, pulling it open rather frantically, fondling whatever he can reach. You do the same to him in return, his sudden energy spurring you on.

“That’s it, sweetheart, kiss my neck, leave your own marks, and muss up my hair too,” he instructs you, tugging your hand upward.

You do as he requests, your lips and teeth nipping at him, leaving stains of your lipstick along with your own bright bruises as you suck at his fair skin. He groans in response, a deep growling sound that you can feel in your core. It only encourages you to continue and you bite and suckle harder.

Meanwhile, his hand pushes your skirt up, his fingers hooking into your panties to explore your sensitive folds hidden underneath. You’re already wet with arousal for him and it thrills him to see how quickly he can turn you on. Two of his fingers push inside you, reaching up to brush that soft spongy spot that makes you cry out his name. Then he pulls out, spreading your wetness all over your clit before rubbing tight circles over it. 

You’re gasping for air as you cling to him, your passion for him already building so fast that you can feel yourself clenching around nothing. You can feel how hard he is against your hip. But just when he gets you right to the edge, he stops. You whimper as he takes his hand from you.

“You’re going to ride me, right here in my office, I want this entire place to reek with the scent of our sex,” he commands, unbuckling his trousers and pulling out his cock.

Quickly you yank your skirt up, but you’re not fast enough with your underwear, and before you know it Lord Kenobi has torn your panties right off and tossed them onto his desk. You straddle his hips with your knees and sink down onto him as he thrusts upward to meet you. You both groan in satisfaction as he sheathes himself deep inside you. 

This isn’t a time for soft, languid love making though. Instead you’re fucking him like your life depends on it, hard and fast. He’s growling at you like an animal, biting at your breasts through your clothing and gripping your ass so hard you’ll have new bruises there in the shape of his fingers. The two of you are racing towards your climaxes in record time. Holding your hips so that you grind against him, Obi-Wan ensures that you get there first, just seconds before he lets himself go, spilling deep inside you. 

Both your chests are heaving as you catch your breath. His hair is in tangles from your hands, lipstick is smeared across his normally pristine white collar, and there are two dark love bites on his neck, mirroring the ones he left on you earlier. You can only imagine that you look equally a mess. As you stand, you can feel his spend sliding down your thighs and with your panties ruined there’s nothing to stop it. You reach for them anyway, figuring you can use them to wipe up some of the mess, when his hand shoots out to stop you,

“Leave them,” he orders, “Go out just as you are and sit at your desk for now. I promise I’ll let you clean up in good time.”

As you’re exiting his office, a bit puzzled, you see him pick up his comm and call Lieutenant George.

“My office, immediately, Lieutenant. And bring Ensigns Wieners and Smith with you!”

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[the-mad-closet]

The other polycule (either Ninja Storm or SPD)

I don’t remember what all I listed, so here’s some (and fill in any I missed my or just have fun 💕)

8, 9, 10, 14, 15, 16, (throw in 22 +23 if you please, you know me), 30, 39, 43, 58, 70, 77

I definitely added some, feel free to bounce and add between the two if your want!

SPD Emergency, babes! The "emergency" being the sex they need to go have right now.

8 - Cock warming, 9 - Mommy/Daddy kink, 10 - Bondage, 14 - Sadism/Masochism, 16 - Voyeurism/Exhibitionist, 22 - Praise, 23 - Degradation, 30 - Begging, 39 - Intoxication/Drugged, 43 - Uniform, 58 - During a movie, 70 - Gang bang, 77 - Giggly carefree sex

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8 - Cock Warming

Bridge hadn't meant for this to happen when he'd started projecting his fantasies, but well...

Jack pats his lap, thick cock poking out of his pants. "C'mon, babe, you know what to do."

Bridge makes a little noise, equal parts embarrassed and turned on. "Sir?" he asks softly.

"Be good, baby," Jack says, raising an eyebrow. Bridge complies without anymore hesitation. Jack kisses Bridge's neck. "Good boy," he says.

Bridge moans softly as he sinks down on Jack's cock. "Thank you, sir," he breathes.

Jack smirks. Bridge would be upset, but he's getting something out of this too. Bridge leans back, leaning against Jack contentedly. Jack hooks his chin over Bridge's shoulder and continues with his paperwork.

~

9 - Mommy/Daddy Kink

"Mommy," Z whimpers as Syd pushes in once more. The pink dildo compliments everything about Z. She's beautiful like this, Syd thinks.

"M-Mommy," Z pleads. "Please, Mommy, p-" Syd hums, pushing in once more. "Please!" Z yelps. "Please, please, please!"

Syd smirks. "Pretty baby," she says. "Baby girl," she continues. She pushes herself up and straddles Z's stomach. She crawls her way up to Z's mouth and orders, "Suck, baby."

Z does without hesitation and Syd's smile grows. "Such a good girl."

~

10 - Bondage

Of the five members of the relationship, Bridge is the only submissive bottom, Z is a switch, while Syd is a dominant switch, and Sky and Jack are both dominant tops. This normally works well. However, Syd is the only one who's comfortable enough tying Bridge up.

So, Jack sits in on their scenes when Bridge wants to be tied. Bridge is Jack's favorite boy. Why wouldn't he want to learn?

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14 - Sadism/Masochism

It comes as no surprise that Sky wants to hurt his lovers. Somehow Syd had known that from the very beginning. Bridge doesn't like pain and neither Z nor Jack are ready for that level of relationship, so Syd is the one who takes the brunt of that. "You're sure this is okay?" Sky asks time and time again.

Syd smirks and lays herself out on the bed. "Come on, baby," she says. "Mark me up."

And Sky is always helpless to comply.

~

16 - Voyuerism/Exhibitionism

Jack likes to show off. He always loves it. He wants his loved ones on display, wants to put on a good show. He wants people to get something out of it. Z hates the attention, so they'd compromised on letting the others watch them.

"You're turning them on, babe," Jack whispers in Z's ear. She's facing away from them, Jack against the headboard and Z riding him. Jack can see the others. Syd's fingers a clenched in her lap, watching Z with a gaze full of rapture. Bridge's face is flushed, eyes glued to where Jack's cock is disappearing into Z's body, to her fluid muscles bunching and flexing as she spears herself on Jack's dick. Sky's eyes are on Z's ass, he swallows thickly. "They want to join us."

"Gah," Z whimpers. "Please," she begs.

Jack smirks, the grabs her chin and yanks her down into a kiss. "Give 'em a show, Elizabeth."

~

22 - Praise/23 - Degredation

"Little slut," Syd pants, letting her body drop so Bridge's cock pushes inside her once more. "My favorite whore."

Jack pets Bridge's hair, playing with his nipples while Bridge gets his fingers wet. "Such a good boy," Jack murmurs. Bridge whimpers. Jack grins, wiggling his fingers.

Syd reaches over and gets her hands on Jack's cock. "I want to make him last longer, baby," she says, pumping Jack's cock. "Little sluts like him shouldn't come before their masters."

Jack smiles wickedly. "Shouldn't be too hard for a good boy like you, should it, babe?"

They're gonna kill me, Bridge thinks. Then: It'd be a good way to go.

~

30 - Begging

"Please, please, please!" Z begs, down on her knees with her hands tied behind her back. "I can't," she gasps. "I can't!"

Sky hums. "I think you can," he says. "You can go one more, can't you?"

Z whines. "No, no, no!" she cries. "Please!"

Sky hums, tilting her face up with two fingers hooked under her chin. "You can do one more," he says. "Be a good girl. One more."

Z sobs, tears slipping down her cheeks. "Please," she begs. This time, it's for a different reason.

~

39 - Intoxication/Drugged

No one ever said that loving an officer would be easy, but no one prepared Syd for getting absolutely railed when Sky got doused with some kind of chemical.

Syd moans, tossing her head back as Sky shoves his way into her body, forcing Syd down on his cock. "You like that?" Sky asks, a little growly. He's more aggressive, more loose, and Syd grins around another moan.

"Oh, yeah, baby. Harder!" Syd demands. "Faster."

Sky complies, shoving in and yanking out at a pace that shouldn't be physically possibly. "That's it, take it," Sky growls. "Take all of me," he demands, bending down to get his mouth on Syd's neck and bite down.

"Mm!" Syd yelps, biting pain and sparking pleasure. It's not much longer before she's done for, but Sky has her permission to use her as he sees fit.

~

43 - Uniform

Z blushes, looking at the wall. It's not her fault Bridge looks hot in his uniform. Granted, Bridge looks hot in anything, there's just something about how neat he looks right before Z fucks him up. Or just fucks him.

"Bridge, baby," Z says sweetly.

Bridge freezes in the middle of buttoning up his collar. "Yes, Z?" he asks, faux casual.

Z smirks, already knowing she has him. "Come sit with me."

Bridge's shoulders tremble, his hands shake. He knows, and he's ready.

"Leave the uniform," Z commands. Bridge gains a bright pink flush and Z counts her wins.

~

58 - During a movie

"Be a good boy," Jack murmurs to Bridge. "On the floor, suck her off."

They're in a movie theater. It's abandoned, but none of them care. Syd and Bridge had wanted to explore, and Jack had gone along to make sure they didn't get into trouble. Except, he planned on causing some of his own.

Bridge drops to his knees, eyes already glassy. There's a movie playing, one from the early 2000s. Jack thinks it's probably a Disney, Pixar, or Dreamworks film, he's not too clear on the animation styles. It's cute, whatever it is.

Syd lifts her skirt and drops it over Bridge's head, eyes falling closed immediately as Bridge tongues her through her pink, lace panties. She reaches over, grabbing Jack's shoulder. "Mm, yeah!" she gasps.

Bridge presses in deeper. With a soft moan, Syd grinds her hips against Bridge's face. Good boy he is, Bridge's hands haven't left his lap, but the leather creaks as his hands flex.

Jack smirks, dropping one hand on Syd's hip and squatting down next to his boy. "Be good," he says again, "and I fuck you once Syd's come."

Bridge moans, pressing deeper still and Syd gasps as Bridge fucks her quick through the lace. Jack smirks when her blue eyes glare accusingly at him. "No regrets," he replies.

~

70 - Gang bang

Bridge is on his back on the bed, Sky's cock in his hole with three of Syd's fingers. Z's on his cock, fucking herself fast and hard. Meanwhile Jack's got Bridge's mouth stuffed with his own cock. The room is a cacophony moans and whines and half-formed, muffled pleas. Bridge has a cock ring on, so he's not coming before Jack says he can. Bridge, knowing this, has made it his mission to make Jack some now.

Jack dives back into Bridge's wet mouth, barely registering the yelp as Syd adds her tongue into the mix. Bridge bucks up into Z, who shoves down onto him with a loud moan as she comes, soaking herself and Bridge's stomach with her release. Sky's next, Z's pleasured moans and tossed back head spinning him wildly toward his own release. Syd licks up the mess that spills out of Bridge's hole. Jack laughs. "Syd?" he asks.

She chuckles. "I'm good, baby."

Jack laughs, then fucks into Bridge's mouth a little harder. "You wanna be hoarse tomorrow, babe?" he asks.

Bridge whines, little agreeing noises vibrating against Jack's cock.

Jack laughs. "Good boy," he replies, and thrusts forward once more.

~

77 - Giggly carefree sex

Syd falls back on the bed with a giggle, looking up at Jack with sparkling eyes. "Come on, Jack," she teases. "Come have fun with me!"

Jack crawls up the bed with a low chuckle. "How do you want me, Syd?" he asks.

Syd thinks about this as Jack traces kisses on her collarbones and boobs, gripping them in his hands and kneading and squeezing them. Syd moans, pressing into his touch. "Just like this," she decides, hands tugging at the hem of his shirt. "Just like this," she echoes.

Jack smiles, finally leaning up to capture her mouth. "You got it, babe."

~

@estel-eruantien

[innomined]

Fanfiction One Piece...

In this fanfiction the Queen will lose weight

Characters: Kaido - Queen - King - Jack - Black Maria - Page One - Ulti - Sasaki - X Drake - Who's Who - Orochi - Komurasaki (Hiyori)

Protagonists: Queen - King

Relationship genre: Yaoi

Relationship: King x Queen - King x Kaido

WARNING Forbidden for children under 18 Chapters containing: Foul language - Rape - Sex - Violence - Murder - Drug abuse - Alcohol

WARNING: I'm not English, but I tried to translate my fanfiction as best as possible to give other people the chance to read it too. I know there will be mistakes and I apologize in advance. I hope you like the fanfiction I wrote and illustrated even though there are spelling errors.

ATTENTION! FOR A BETTER UNDERSTANDING, BEFORE READING THIS FANFICTION, PLEASE READ THE GRAMMAR RULES THAT I DECIDED TO ADOPT WHEN WRITING THE TEXT: - When the text is below (round brackets) it indicates: the third person description of what is happening. It can in fact describe: what a certain character is doing, feeling, hearing or seeing, but the description can also extend to the surrounding environment and the appearance of another character; - When the text is in «quotation marks» it indicates: the character's thoughts (not expressed verbally); - When the text is under {curly bracket} it indicates: either a memory, or a dream/nightmare or something that a certain character feels in their mind. For example, the name of a character that the character in question is thinking about may appear and their voice may be heard (example= Queen: What was it that idiot told me? (She put her hand on her chin trying to remember) {King: Be careful, there's a sleeping "Sea King" over there, if you wake him you could get into trouble} Ah! Now I remember!); - When the text is under [square brackets] it indicates: a specific characteristic to recognize one character from another (mainly used for secondary or unknown characters); - A character's dialogue is indicated without any grammatical checkmarks and the character who is speaking is indicated before the dialogue line (example = Queen: Hey! I'm talking to you!). As long as the character's name does not change, the dialogue line following the description in parentheses is always spoken by the same character (example: King: What do you want?! (His expression was so mean) Can't you see I'm doing something else!?); - The "H"s are used to emphasize the sound a character makes when he or she feels scared or surprised, the more "H"s there are, the more scared or surprised the character is at that moment (example = Queen: HHH!!! Oih! You scared me!); - CAPS are often used in dialogue to indicate that the character speaking has a loud voice or is shouting, but they are also often used to emphasize thoughts or facts in descriptions. LEGEND (AGE TARGET): 🟢: Chapter suitable for all age groups; 🟡: Chapter with violent or sexual content but still quite sober; 🔴: Chapter prohibited for minors under 18; ⚫: Chapter prohibited for minors under 18 containing images that could offend the sensibilities of an adult audience. That said, I wish you a good read 📖.

*Stay with me*

CHAPTER I

TARGET AGE: 🟢

Journey to a Dream, Grandorchestra

Uta's concert had ignited people's spirits, but above all, it had fueled the determination of most of the singers in the world. The most competitive singers began to organize concerts, talent shows and tournaments to see who was the best exhibitionist singer. Among the most famous performers present at Grandorchestra, the largest talent show for singers ever organized, there were Marina Napole, Gild Tesoro, Brook the "Soul King" and many others. Among the most popular participants there was also him, the scientist of the pirates of the Hundred Beasts, Queen the Plague, who had had many problems with the "registration and many troubles from his colleagues who forbade him to go and register due to the many work commitments that being one of the three Calamities in the service of Kaido entailed.

After the many insults in bad taste from King, Jack and all the Tobi Roppo, Queen had the idea of ​​challenging those damned words of shit... Nobody took him seriously when he said that he would become too popular if he lost weight

Queen: But it's my dream! I'm a singer! I want to have my chance too!

King: No, Queen! Life here in Wano is not a game! There are so many things to do and you wouldn't even make it into the top 20 judging by your looks! So there's no point in going to that damn talent show!

Queen: Why?! What's wrong with my appearance!?

King: (He sighed exhaustedly, putting a hand to his forehead) Jack, please, talk to him, I'm losing my patience

Jack: You're fat, brother... In those talent shows, unfortunately, they also look at whether you have a nice ass, muscles and boobs, if you're a woman... in short, having a sculpted body is fundamental... something that you don't have

Queen: HOW DARE YOU! I'm a very handsome man! Aren't you guys!? (He turned to the six smaller figures, the Tobi Roppo... confident he had their support)

Black Maria: OH-!? (She remained silent to contain her acidic response)

Sasaki: HUH!? (He was shocked and couldn't tell him the truth)

Page One: Well- Y-yes? Well (He didn't know what to answer since he knew Queen would be angry at his negative answer)

Who's Who: I wouldn't say so (He whispered under his breath)

X-Drake: ... (There was an awkward silence before a female voice broke the quiet)

Ulti: YOU ARE A BALL OF LARD! UGLY AND BALD!

Queen: WHAT THE HECK!?!?!?! (Her eye sockets shattered the lenses of her goggles as her mouth opened so wide that her jaw hit the floor)

King: See? You'll never amount to anything with that flab hanging around everywhere... Now forget it and get back to work... you'd only tarnish our good reputation.

Queen: I'll show you who isn't COOL!!! If I just lost weight and grew my hair I'd be even more handsome than all of you put together... Even you King

King: Phew! Dream on!

Jack: Sure, right! AH-AH-AH!!! Who are you trying to fool?! It would be a miracle if I lost just one kilo! Let alone hundreds!

Ulti - Page One - Black Maria - Sasaki - X-Drake - Who's Who: GAH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH!!!!

Queen: GRRRH!!!! «YOU DISGUSTING BASTARDS! We'll see who laughs last! I'll be so beautiful it'll take your breath away!»

Queen, driven by his big ego and the desire to shut those assholes up, wasted no time in asking Kaido for permission to go away for a few months to get back in shape and participate in Grandorchestra. To everyone's surprise, Kaido accepted Queen's request, was permissive towards him, letting him sign up and agreeing to the request to let him leave Wano for a few months

Kaido: Mh... If it's your dream, it's no problem for me, Queen, I will accept your request if after the conclusion of this talent show you return to your position, after all it's only a few months, right?

King: «What!?» (Smoke came out of his ears, not understanding why Kaido had given him permission)

Queen: (Her eyes lit up with approval) Yes, Kaido-sama! You can count on me! I'll be back better than ever!

Kaido: And please, at least try to get among the first... make us look good (He gave him a thumbs up, happy for the determination he was showing)

Queen: YESS!!! (She clenched her fists and raised them to the sky... tears of joy were flowing from her strange glasses. Afterwards, she bowed to Kaido and made a face at King who was looking at him murderously)

The next day he left with his ship reaching an island with a hellish climate... There were unbearable temperature changes: freezing cold, scorching heat, freezing wind and hail... It would have been torture to spend two whole months there under stress, but Queen had to show everyone how fascinating her appearance could become if she wanted... and then it was necessary to win at Grandorchestra, she couldn't return empty-handed, she had to at least come third if she didn't want to disappoint Kaido's expectations

Queen landed... the ship would be her home for the night, she would have to get food by herself defying the rules of that island... it would be difficult, but the results would come

The scientist had everything he needed in the cabin: vials for the skin, for hair care... the stretch marks would not appear and her blond hair would grow strong and shiny

Queen: «Here we are» (She looked at the terrible place and slowly walked down the flight of stairs of the ship to set foot on the dusty ground... Now all she had to do was start her training)

Two months later, the agile muscles of someone who had lived a life of survival were clearly visible on Queen's body... all the fat had vanished into thin air, leaving room for smooth and firm skin... the vials had helped, not even a single stretch mark had appeared on the luminous flesh and her hair was thick and soft, worthy of a woman cared for in every detail

The scientist looked at himself in the mirror and a dazzling smile formed as he observed his new sculpted body... he seemed at least 20 years younger than he was, no woman could now ever refuse a man like that and King, perhaps, would have felt that dirty envy)

Queen: Oih oih... my moustache doesn't look good with this new slim body anymore (She took the razor blade and carefully shaved off her long moustache) There you go... Grand orchestra, I'm coming! (She smiled wickedly and when she finished coloring her lips with her dark lipstick, she went on deck to lower the sails, it was time to leave that hell and show everyone the new Queen)

It didn't take long to reach the talent show location, he had left in the morning and by evening he had already arrived at the appointed place. Queen showed the registration and...

Counter Operator: Are you?

Queen: I'm Queen, also called "the Plague", I sent my application two months ago

Counter Operator: EEH!? Y-You're Queen?! (He checked the wanted poster but the man looked nothing like the photo)

Queen: Mmh... (He looked at the guy at the counter impatiently and meanly and then thought:) «Of course I've changed, but I haven't become unrecognizable» (Well, Queen didn't realize it, but in reality he was... He sighed) Here are your documents (He put the identification documents on the counter and then, impatient and tired from the journey, he entered the theater before the man could even say anything else to him)

Counter Operator: (He quickly read her ID and was paralyzed knowing it was indeed Queen "the Plague") It-it really is him! But how did he do it?!

Queen was then escorted to his room... the night passed and the next day everything was ready for the big event... and at the stroke of 9pm the stage lit up

Host: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! IT'S A PLEASURE TO HAVE YOU HERE TODAY! WELCOME TO THE FIRST INTERNATIONAL TALENT SHOW WITH SINGERS OF ALL KINDS COMPETING! (The theater was packed and the screams of the people echoed in the large room) THE ARTISTS ARE ALREADY FULL OF ADRENALINE! AND THEY CAN'T WAIT TO SING THEIR WONDERFUL SONGS TO YOU! BUT WHO WILL BE THE WINNER OF GRANDORCHESTRA?! WELL! FASTEN UP YOUR SEATBELTS BECAUSE NONE OF THE PARTICIPANTS INTEND TO GO HOME EMPTY-HANDED! THIS EVENING A NEW STAR WILL SHINE! LET THE SHOW BEGIN!!!

The show began and the artists performed one by one... There were exceptional singers, others terrible... but none had an enviable body like Queen's... time passed and now it was almost time for the turn of the Pirate Superstar of the Hundred Beasts and when the presenter called his name...

Host: AND NOW OPEN YOUR EYES PEOPLE! YOU ARE ABOUT TO WITNESS THE MAGNIFICENT... QUEEN "THE PLAGUE"!!!

Audience: YES!!!! (They were excited and eager to see the next artist)

Queen: «Okay, it's my moment» (He walked slowly towards the stage, covered from head to toe, he was hooded and covered by a large dark cloak... for the occasion and to give a surprise effect he had specially procured that item of clothing and it was fantastic to imagine what effect it would have on his colleagues when he took it off) «Now you'll see»

Meanwhile, in Onigashima, Kaido had given the order to everyone to watch the show projected by the snail cameras in the square, he had everything set up for his dear subordinate Queen... Many were full of energy and couldn't wait to hear their scientist

Queen's concerts had been missed in Wano and many pirates had been bored drinking without music at parties

The other two Calamities were next to the emperor, sitting listlessly on black thrones and from their looks they didn't seem very excited at the idea of ​​watching their colleague's performance, they knew it would be a flop. King, unlike Jack, had become so tense and nervous in those two months, he didn't want to admit it but the lack of Queen had made his days extremely boring and monotonous... He missed her a lot and the awareness of suffering was humiliating. Watching Queen through a screen, for King, could only make his situation worse

King: GH! Why do we have to watch this farce? That bastard will only make us look like shit

Kaido: Oh come on! Don't be so pessimistic, Queen may not be very pretty to look at, but he's very good at singing... I have good expectations

King: (He huffed and rolled his eyes as he rested his cheek on his knuckles)

Jack: Here he comes- huh? (He immediately noticed the large cloak covering Queen's entire body and couldn't help but wonder why he was dressed like that) But what did he put on?

King: He's still the same show-off, don't mind him- (A loud, enthusiastic laugh drowned out his words)

Kaido: WOH-ROH-ROH-ROH-ROH!!! GO QUEEN!!! (He was so happy to see Queen on stage, if his scientist would win at Grandorchestra, it was an important title to give to his crew)

The music began to ring in everyone's ears and before Queen could utter the first verse of her song, she flung her dark cloak aside to show off her beautiful new body... The audience was mesmerized for a moment and soon a roar of cheers came in response. In Onigashima the general reaction of the audience was not much different

Kaido: OHH!!!? (He froze for a moment, his face in disbelief... that was- QUEEN?! Well! He had to admit, she had done a masterful job with her body) WOH-ROH-ROH!!!! (He burst out laughing, clapping euphorically)

SCRISHHHH!!!

A crystal glass fell from a black leather-gloved hand... it was King's.

King: HHHHHH!!!! (His breath caught so much that he almost felt suffocated... It was the first time his eye sockets had popped out like that... It wasn't possible... Who the hell was that gorgeous man with the fabulous behind?!) W-WHAT-!?

Jack: EEEH!!!!?? (He rose from his throne staring at that gorgeous face projected on the white cloth... And to think that he wouldn't give him a cent... he couldn't believe it) OH WOW!!!

Tobi Roppo: EEEEEH!?! (They were all shocked and amazed by Queen's new beautiful appearance)

Queen: MUH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH!!! (She laughed out loud, winking at the ladies in the audience in the theater before starting to dance and sing with that ringing, powerful voice that gave you goosebumps) Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom... (Her moves were so sensual now and that soft, voluminous hair was floating wildly, it seemed like it was dancing with him)

Queen continued to perform among the thousand colored lights that painted his body a thousand different colors, he was wild and the women in the front row were in the grip of hormones as they leaned towards him to touch him

Women: AAAH!!! QUEEN!!! MARRY ME!!!

Queen: Sorry... I can't... but I'll sing for you all... OH YEEAAH!!!

The audience roared in ecstasy, and for Queen, hearing all those people cheering her name made her heart explode with pride... it was so electrifying to be so popular... The praise was like a great drug and she always wanted more.

Queen: «OH YES! YES!!! It's me!!! I'm the best!» (He continued his song, letting himself be carried away by the vortex of those beautiful emotions... And finally he concluded with a flourish, doing a pirouette on himself and growling the last melodious word loudly) IS FUUUNK!!!!

Audience: YES!!!! (A thousand cheers echoed as roses, panties and bras began to fly from the stands)

Queen: OH!? (He blushed a little as he smirked grabbing one of the bras that had just landed on his head) IT'S HOT! MUH-AH-AH-AH! Thank you! I thank anyone who listened to me from afar... (He looked with an evil grin at the snail camera knowing that those who had made fun of him were intent on watching... He then waved and before he stepped off the stage) and... a kiss to all the ladies (He put his fingers to his lips and then blew a kiss that made every woman swoon)

King: GHH!! (His eyes turned murderous and his teeth nearly broke from how much pressure he was putting into clenching them) «But how is that possible?! How the hell did he do that?! No! It can't really be him! It's not!» (He stared at every person in front of him, everyone was cheering and exuding joy from every pore, was he the only one who was so damn upset and worried?

He stood up from his throne, his patience running out)

Kaido: Oih King? Aren't you staying to see the end? Queen has a good chance of taking home the victory

King: No (He stared at him darkly, not wanting to be left watching a stranger pretending to be Queen) I've seen enough (He turned his back and walked away)

Kaido: Oh!? (He shrugged and continued watching the talent show with the others)

When all the contestants finished their show, the prizes appeared on the stage.

Host: GOOD PEOPLE! WE HAVE FINALLY REACHED THE END OF THIS FANTASTIC EVENING! ALL THE ARTISTS PRESENTED THEIR BEST SINGLE AND EACH OF US VOTED! INSIDE THE ENVELOPE I HAVE IN MY HAND ARE THE NAMES OF THE FIRST THREE PLACED! BUT WHO WILL BE NUMBER ONE?! THE ONE WHO WILL TAKE HOME THE TITLE OF BEST SINGER IN THE WORLD?! WELL, IT'S TIME TO FIND OUT!!! THE WINNER OF GRANDORCHESTRA IS...

The drums rolled incessantly, but finally the announcer called the winner's name as a cascade of golden confetti fell and scattered everywhere.

Host: QUEEN "THE PLAGUE"!!!

Queen: OHH!!!? (His eyes lit up, confused, still couldn't believe it)

Gild Tesoro: What?! NO!!! That title was supposed to be mine!!! (He looked at Queen angrily... how was it possible that Kaido's scientist had surpassed him in the singing field!?)

Host: DON'T BE SHY, MR. QUEEN! COME UP AND COLLECT YOUR AWARD!

Queen: Ah-ah!!! (A crazy and amused expression appeared on his face as he realized that he had done it... He had won Grandorchestra! It was a dream come true!) MUH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH!!! OOOHH YES!!!! YEEES!!! (He climbed the steps and then raised his arms to the sky triumphantly) I AM THE WINNER!!!! (He heard the people shouting his name as the thousand applauses filled the air with glory... Oh fuck! He was so full of adrenaline! Wonderful! He didn't expect that being so popular could be so great... The award ceremony staff gave him the flowers and the big golden trophy... Queen wasted no time and raised the big shiny award towards the snail chamber shouting full of euphoria) KAIDO-SAN!!! I DEDICATE THIS VICTORY TO US!!! TO OUR WHOLE CREW!!!

In Onigashima square a victorious roar rose from the audience, all the pirates cheered and shouted his name in a sign of esteem.

Kaido: WOH-ROH-ROH-ROH-ROH!! (He laughed out loud proud of his subordinate, he knew he wouldn't disappoint him... he raised the glass full of sake and before he could gulp it down, he shouted) TO OUR QUEEN!!!

All the pirates: FOR QUEEN!!! (They raised their glasses to the sky in a happy toast and then danced in celebration of the victory)

King: GH! (He turned towards the noise, sensing the enthusiasm of the pirates still in the square... had that "Queen" really won? He couldn't believe it) Oh my God (He put a hand to his forehead, sensing the discomfort that that victory would bring) And that was it! (He didn't want to face that situation and who knows how much confusion would be created when that bastard returned to Wano... But there was another thing that was troubling him: the mere thought that that might not be the real Queen, scared him... was it possible that only he had that damned doubt? How could that charming man be the ugly Queen he had known?)

If you are too impatient to wait for the other chapters here is the link where you can read the next chapters (But you have to translate them with "Google translator" since it is written in Italian)

I hope you enjoyed the fanfiction...

See you soon... Innomined ❤️

[the-iceni-bitch]

Ok Nat. You’ve shared their dick sizes (I’m visibly drooling) but now I need to know what their favorite kinks are, besides sharing reader of course. I have an idea in my mind, but I’d like to pick your brain, because I know how filthy you can be (and I love that)!

Oh shit, Bella!!! I’m gonna put this under a cut because it’s gonna get nasty. Also, all of their kinks line up to the different nicknames they have for you, like a little extra treat!

Lloyd - possession and marking: cum marking, biting, handprints, bruises, a pretty little collar with his name on it, a tattoo on your thigh, eventually knocking you up, it’s why he calls you pet

Ari - dumbification, giving you so many orgasms you can’t even keep your mouth closed because you’re your so fucking stupid, his nickname for you is dummy for a reason

Curtis - well, he pretty much just calls you cumrag or cumdump so surprise, the man loves degradation. We’re talking both physical and with his words, he is sooooooo mean

Ransom - always calls you their bitch, but whether it’s pretty bitch or stupid bitch depends on how annoyed you’ve managed to make him. So there’s a tie for him between pet play and spanking.

August - he loves how sad you get when he calls you a whore so his big one is dacryphylia but he also loves choking, either with his hand or his thick cock.

Nick - the only one who doesn’t have a nickname for you but will literally just call you “you” when he wants something, objectification and somnophilia, because he doesn’t give a single fuck about you except for his own needs.

Hal - kinda sweet but he does call you pretty girl, usually while he has your fucked out holes spread all the way open with his fingers so he can get a good shot of them. He’s the resident photographer so he loves taking dirty pics and videos, he’s such an exhibitionist.

Steve and Bucky - they call you doll, sometimes fuckdoll, but most of the time they’re very nice to you even when you want them to stop splitting you in half. Double penetration and begging

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