#soft fuzzy girl 🩷

[blackest-space]

You know it's bad when you hear a F/O's voice, and you literally fall to your knees, grasping at the nearest wall or piece of furniture for support. God, it's embarrassing. Be it official or fan-made, the moment the funny blorbo opens their mouth, you collapse like a Shakespearean romantic swooning over the dame of their heart. Awful. Horrid. Humiliating. And yet, I can't get enough.

[tojirights]

fem!reader with a size kink and alastor just teases her about it. It starts off innocently before angel dust just teases and teases her about it until alastor decides to have fun with it.

a/n: this is prolly very ooc alastor but uhhhh this is fun sooo 🩷

word count: too many i don't even know

tags: 18+ smut nsfw, alastor has a big dick, unprotected sex, alastor cums a lot, slight cervix fucking (?), teasing

alastor first notices your inclination for pointing out he's much larger than you when you're always grabbing his hand. he easily covers your hand with his and it gives you butterflies every time. you think he doesn't notice your flushed cheeks, but alastor keeps a close eye on your emotions. he likes to make little snide comments but other than that, it's mostly harmless.

it evolves into him coming up behind you and resting his arms on the top of your head with ease, barely even straightening his back to do so. "hey!" you whine, crossing your arms over your chest. "im not an arm rest, y’know?" alastor just laughs, tugging gently on your hair to pull your head back. your eyes meet his, and your body tenses. the look he gives you is intoxicating, the way he easily peers over you makes you want to shrink into him and let him envelop you.

"yer not?" angel chirps in, breaking you from your daydream. "coulda fooled me. thought you were a coat rack, especially the way you hang onto mr tall dark 'n handsome over there like ya life depends on it." you gasp at his words, immediately trying to put distance between you and alastor but his arm hooks around your waist. "h-hey this isn't fair..." you huff, but alastor's chest is warm against your back and it's making your head fuzzy. "you like 'em big, dont'cha sweetie?" angel snickers, enjoying the way your cheeks go bright red.

all you can do is wiggle around in alastor's grasp until he lets you flip around and face him. you waste no time in burying your face in his chest, hiding the pure embarrassment written all over it. "oh come now angel, the poor girl can only take so much." he laughs when you put your fist to his chest. "i bet she can take more than you think..... alright i'm done i swear!" angel leaves the room cackling, too proud of himself. "alastor... please..." you sigh, your face still pressed against his chest.

he lets out a soft chuckle before petting your head. "just a little friendly teasing, hm?" he steps away to give you some much needed air. "i wouldn't want to break you, my dear." alastor all but pouts, making you audibly groan. you can't take it anymore, the desire burning a hole straight through you. you grab his hand and drag him from the hotel lobby into your own room of the hotel.

closing the door to your room, you're about to speak when alastor surprises you by pinning you to the door. "you want to be broken, hm?" his voice, shrouded in static makes your skin crawl and your heart rate pick up. "i-i..." all of your confidence from earlier fades from your grasp as alastor towers over you, deep red eyes seeing straight through you. "your words, darling. tell me that you just can't wait for me to take you, to push your limits."

his breath is hot on your ear, threatening to burn you. "w-what if i can't take it?" you whisper, words shaking just as much as your body with how much adrenaline is being pumped through you. alastor's mouth finds your neck as sharp teeth gently nip at your skin. "i think that's what you're hoping for, my dear." his words end in a sharp hiss, his hips pressing you into the door. and then you finally feel it, alastor's hard cock against your body.

oh fuck.

"this is long overdue, please forgive me if my patience seems short." he mutters into your skin, barely containing himself from biting your soft flesh. with ease, alastor lifts you off the floor and begins carrying you to the bed. the effortlessness sends an ache straight to your core. laying you down, you look up at him with wide eyes. it's such a head rush, you almost don't notice how he lifts your ass up just enough to remove your shorts and panties.

your breath hitches at the realization that you're mostly bare and yet he's fully clothed. "can i..." you swallow hard, hands trailing down his body. "i-i wanna touch it... wanna hold it." alastor bites back a groan, not sure he's ever heard you say something sexier. its a frenzy to remove the remaining clothing, neither of you wanting to waste any more time.

you're practically drooling by the time alastor's cock is freed, knowing damn well that this wasn’t fitting. the head of his cock alone would probably stretch you to your limit. straddling his hips, you finally wrap your fingers around his aching cock and moan aloud. "jesus christ al..." you breathe, eyes wide while you slide your hand up and down slowly, like you're engraving it to memory. alastor's body shudders, seeing just how small your hand looks wrapped around him. flicking your thumb over his leaky slit, you smear precum down his length.

"you can play later babe, fffuck, no more though." the gravelly sound you're used to hearing in his voice seems to be doubled, anticipation swirling in your gut. alastor's hands reach around to cup your ass, and flips you onto your back. everything about alastor was overwhelming, his size, his attitude, his cock. your head spins as alastor presses the head of his cock to your entrance, you can already tell it's barely going to slide in even with how soaked your cunt is.

"i-i don't-" alastor shushes you, easing into you inch by inch. your thighs shake, and you're sure there's no way you'll be able to take it all. "ngh, alastor." you whine, the ever growing stretch starting to make your stomach hurt. "ah ah, you're doing so well darling. so tight." he sighs, watching his cock disappear into your sweet wet heat.

your eyes roll into the back of your head, his cock pressing snuggly against your cervix. "thats it, good girl." he almost wants to laugh as he pulls back out, seeing there's still a few couple of inches that aren't covered in your wetness. "we're going to have to work on this, aren't we?" you reach your hand down and feel where your bodies are connected and moan. "t-there's still that much?" and alastor does laugh this time. "don't you worry about that, we'll train this pussy to take every inch."

each thrust of his cock makes your stomach ache, and the feeling of being so full keeps pushing you closer to the edge. "s-soo big, 'm gonna..." you cry out as alastor's hands find your hips. he picks a brutal pace, you're not sure how you'll be able to walk tomorrow, but the stretch and burn of his cock forcing his way deeper and deeper has that coil in your stomach about to break.

and when you do cum, it's the most explosive orgasm you've ever felt. "a-alastor !" your vision goes black, and you almost miss the feeling of alastor's release. well, you would have missed it, but the sheer amount of seed he spills deep against your cervix is immediately leaking from your abused hole. it seeps down to your ass even, covering you in such a way you'll probably never forget.

breathing heavily, you lay comfortably still under him. alastor places a gentle kiss to your forehead before removing himself from the bed. "rest, darling. i will be right back." you’re half asleep by the time he comes back with a warm towel, and even more so when he pulls the blanket over you. he waits until you're sound asleep before he goes to shower off.

"well, i suppose i owe angel a thank you..." alastor hums to himself.

[coryosbaby]

Who Has a Face Like Smarty Does?

—“Why don’t you just listen?”

Fandom: “Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse”

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x fem! Spider! Reader

Summary: You don’t know when to follow orders.

Cw: dubcon/cnc, nsfw . spanking, daddy kink, age gap, spitting, size kink, biting, marking

🩷🤍

“You’re such a fucking brat.” Miguel pounds into you at a restless pace, fangs bared sharp and scraping against your jugular. “Why don’t you just listen? Huh? Are you that fucking stupid?”

Your eyes roll back as his incredibly thick length bruises your walls. You know you’ve been bad; going directly against his orders to help Miles is probably the worst thing you could do. And getting sassy about— having an attitude— definitely didn’t help. So when he threw you into his office and ripped the crotch of your latex suit, exposed your puffy cunt to the room, and bent you over his desk, you knew you were in deep trouble.

It hurts, the way he’s fucking you. But you know he doesn’t want you to feel pleasure. You know he wants to break you. Blood coats your tits in thick red stains, bite marks running along your neck and jaw from where he sunk his fangs into you. Aphrodisiacs, they are; and when they sink into you all you can think of his thick, hard cock, bulging muscles and handsome face. You’re like a bitch in heat.

“‘M sorry, daddy!” You cry out. It’s too much, but you know he won’t stop.

“Oh, you’re going to be sorry, little girl.” He growls. “Daddy’s gonna fill this fucking cunt up. That’ll teach you to mind your manners, won’t it?”

“Yes daddy- fill me up! Please fill my pussy up, need it s’ bad..”

It’s all you can say. His hands curl up into the position they make when he’s about to shoot the webs from his wrists; the sound of the sticky substance landing on your shoulders makes your mouth gape as he uses his own webs to lift your body firmly off the wooden desk. Your nipples barely graze it as he speeds his pace up. A damn near impossible speed for a normal man, but Miguel O’Hara is not normal.

He moans when he looks down and sees your creamy spend leaking down his cock and balls. His thick thighs are hitting your ass as he ruts into you. “mi amor, estás chorreando…” translation: My love, you’re dripping.

Other harsh disgusting words spew from his lips. Your gaping snatch is closed tightly around him as he sinks his fangs into you again.

Your eyes roll back, a pained but also pleasured cry leaving your soft lips, legs shaking and cunt drenching him. His claws dig into your sides and then he reels back and slaps your ass. You gasp, and begin fucking back onto him when he does it again.

“Oh, look at you,” Miguel teases. “You want more of my slaps, little one? Do you want to be punished?”

You nod, and his hands come down onto you again.

“Miggy..”

“I want you to cum, mi amor.” He states breathlessly. “Rub your clit and wet my fuckin’ dick.”

You don’t understand why he’s letting it happen so soon. Wasn’t this supposed to be a punishment? But you listen to him anyway, and begin to rub the swollen nub with harsh strokes. Your orgasm has you practically screaming— and afterwards, Miguel doesn’t let up. He abuses your womb over and over until you can’t even breathe. It’s borderline painful, and your body feels completely spent and used.

By your tenth or eleventh orgasm, he’s got you pinned to the wall by his webs with his arms holding your neck in a chokehold. He eats your cunt out with his bloody mouth, and your eyes are rolling back, little nghhhs sighing out of you as he slurps your sopping wet hole. Your vision is going fuzzy, but you don’t care.

“Are you learning your lesson, mami?” He groans, as he pulls away from your cunt and rubs harshly on your clit with his thumb. You sob, nodding, drool leaking out of the corners of your plush mouth.

“‘S.. ‘s too much, miggy. Please, I can’t take it anymore..” you whine, but his fingers harshly slap your pussy and you jolt with a cry.

“You take what I give you.” He says, and then he’s ripping the webs from your body and letting you slide down the wall onto the floor with the help of his strong hands. You cry, legs trying to run away from him; you know you want it, but your body is drained.

Miguel growls, his claws grabbing you in a loose grip and dragging you back to his cock.

“Don’t run away from me, little bitch. You need to be fucking disciplined! This cunt is going to cum again whether you like it or not.”

You pant against his crotch as he shoves your face into his pubic hair. The smell of his pheromones makes your eyes roll back.

Your cunt pulses again.

—fuck, you’re in trouble.

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[certifiedcodbabygirl]

can i please get a little piece with soft! simon?? maybe some fluffy smut with a lot of praise while he makes love to reader. also would love a hint of breeding kink too if you’re comfortable with it 🩷

Absolutely :P

Simon Riley x Reader

CW: Smut, lots of praise, fiancés

PHOTO CREDIT TO @ave661

"Such a beautiful fuckin girl"

His hips grind into yours slowly, soft kisses being laid onto your neck. Your arms thrown around his neck, soft pants leaving your lungs.

"Fuck, Si, need you to faster" You whimper into his shoulder, "Please"

"Lemme take my time, yeah? Fuck, you're so warm, love" He groans, biting your neck, "You want more, hm?"

"Yes, please Si, I need more" you beg, pants picking up.

He pulls out and pulls back a little bit, just enough to pull up your legs, bending you in half. He hooks your legs over his shoulder, angling your hips so he can hit deeper. He realigns with your cunt and slowly pushes in, causing a whine to leave your lips.

"Feels so full" You whimper, eyes screwing shut.

"Feel good, sweetheart? So full of me, hm?" He leans in and kisses you deeply, resuming his grinding into you, "God I can't wait to marry you"

He grabs your hands and pins them above your head, finger brushing your engagement ring. He kisses your cheekbone as your moans get higher and higher pitched.

"You ready to be Mrs. Riley? Ready to be my wife? I swear to god I'll be such a good husband for you, love" He says, head dipping down to your chest, "Sweet, beautiful girl"

"Wanna be your wife so bad" You cry, eyes tearing due to his words.

"Gonna be so fucking beautiful on our wedding day, gonna look like an angel" His thrusts speed up, accentuating each word he says.

"Fuck, Si, I'm gonna cum" You warn, tears coming from pure desperation.

"Me too love. Fuck, lemme cum inside, please. Lemme make you a mum" He begs, seeming just as desperate.

"Please, need you to cum in me" You whine, "Fuck- Si I'm gonna-"

A cry rips out of your throat as the coil snaps, causing you to cum so hard it's hard to breath. Your head goes fuzzy and tears freely fall down your flushed cheeks.

"Oh shit" He grunts as your release grips him so tight that the hot pleasure of his own shoots down his spine and spreads through his abs. His cum shoots into you in thick, hot ropes, leaking out at the seam of your pussy. Cock twitching inside you as both of your highs fade away, his head hiding in your neck. He lifts up to see your fucked out expression and softly smiles.

"You're so beautiful like this"

[chrisevansonly]

Lando and poppy on stream plz

𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦

𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: lando wants to introduce his little flower to the world, what better way to do that then on stream..

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none, very fluffy cute dad!lando

𝐚/𝐧: i love these two so much😭😭

🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸

Lando was giddy, like a kid in the candy store as he watched you carefully, leaning against the doorframe with 2 week old Poppy resting quietly in your arms. She was wearing the cutest little bear fuzzy onesie from Cisca, she looked so adorable.

“Alright chat, so today finally i’ve gotten permission from the missus to introduce you to little norris”

You could see the chat blowing up on his twitch, heart eyes and excitement filling his screen as he laughed

“Yeah yeah, you’re all lucky…first people to see my petal too”

“You should all be thanking me chat.” you spoke up coming closer to the double monitor set up

Smiling as you watched the chat fill with thank you’s and congratulations, Lando’s fans really were so sweet and you’d enjoyed keeping her a secret for the two weeks, enough to let Lando introduce his baby girl to the world.

“I’ll hand her over to her daddy and pull a chair up” you stated softly, placing Poppy into the waiting arms of her dad. Lando waiting for you to slide over in a second chair before smiling and letting the camera see a very curious Poppy

“Chat, this is Poppy Norris…Poppy this is chat”

Messages were pouring in from everyone on the stream:

user1: STOP IT SHE LOOKS JUST LIKE LANDO

user34: CONGRATS MAMA🩷

user8: the bear onesie!!!

user1677: I CANT BELIEVE LANDO IS A DAD😭

Messages pouring in from everywhere, a smile never leaving your face as you leaned over to press a kiss to Poppy’s head

“Thanks chat, she’s very special to us, we are so lucky”

Lando nodded, looking over at you, nothing but love and adoration in his eyes

“I’m definitely the luckiest man on the planet that’s for sure”

The two of you stayed talking on stream for a good forty minutes before Poppy’s face scrunched up and she let out a pitiful sounding whine, alerting Lando

“Oh okay…it’s okay my love..getting hungry?” he cooed softly, stroking her cheek, the stream going crazy at the soft moment between father and daughter

“Alright, i’ll take her to feed her, it is getting towards her lunch…but i’m sure you’ll all see Poppy and Lando more”

Lando nodded before holding her up for you to take, cries escaping her lips as soon as you walked out of the room, the sound of you shushing and humming still being picked up on the microphone.

“She’s my world..they both are…anyway chat, I’m going to head off and spend some more time with my girls…see you soon!”

He didn’t waste anytime logging off and making his way to find you, his heart happy after introducing his little flower to the world.

The flower he’d forever cherish and hold close for as long as he lived.

[mermaidgirl30]

✨Daddy’s Best Friend, Mr. Miller Part 6: Hot Tubs and Calloused Fingers✨

Dbf! Joel Miller x fem! reader

Series Masterlist

A/N: I’ve had this one in the works for a while, and it’s finally here! Thank you to @mountainsandmayhem for beta reading 🩷

Chapter Summary: Your family decides to take you on a trip to Big Bear, California, and your dad brings Joel along. Can Joel keep his hands off you, or will you lose all control in the hot tub?

Rating: 18+ only MDNI

Word Count: 5.8k

Tags: Flirting, sneaking around, Dom! Joel, soft Joel, unprotected piv, fingering, dirty talking, teasing, hot tub fun, daddy kink, edging, no use y/n, no outbreak au

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

To make up for your parents not taking you on your yearly Galveston trip, they decide to surprise you with a weekend trip to Big Bear, California. One of your favorite little areas in the mountains to get away from the rush of Austin. It was all a nice surprise, but they forgot to mention one thing. That one teeny tiny thing was your dad inviting Joel Miller, your father’s best friend, your secret boyfriend who you’ve been seeing for a few months as of late August. What could possibly go wrong? 

   After a night out on the town, your father had the best idea to unwind before bed. That idea was to get in the hot tub and of course he mentioned it to Joel first, then the invitation got passed on to you. You didn’t know what compelled you to say yes, but you couldn’t pass up the rare opportunity to give Joel a little tease with your new royal blue bikini. You’d have him groveling over you in a heartbeat. 

   You wrap the white fluffy robe around you as you slide the clear glass door to the side, stepping out into the brisk chill of winter as you see your breath blow out like clear fog through the cold air. Your eyes glide across the glassy lake as white snow coats the towering mountains and pine trees in the near distance. It’s absolutely stunning out on the back porch of the two story lodge. Your favorite view other than Joel, who’s your most favorite view of all. 

   “Nice night ain’t it?” Joel echoes through the wind, his voice sinking into your chest as you smile and nod over at him.

   “Mhm. Beautiful,” you reply, turning in the direction of Joel’s voice. 

   “Gorgeous,” he says quietly, his eyes paralyzing you in place as he stares directly into your eyes, his little way of telling you he thinks you’re absolutely beautiful. 

   A small smile forms over your lips as you look up through your eyelashes and take him in fully. He’s sitting in the bubbling hot tub with a clear glass of whiskey on the rocks as he swirls the amber colored drink around in slow circles. He tilts his head back and takes a generous gulp as he drinks it down and sets it back down on the side of the hot tub. 

   You see his tanned, broad chest rise and fall above the water as he pushes his slicked back tousled curls away from his face, his flexed muscles making you bite your lower lip in response as you see the glossy sheen of whiskey coat his lips. You’d kill to be the alcohol on his big lips right now, would love nothing more than to lick his lips clean with your tongue as you lap up the taste of him. 

   “You’ve never been to the west coast, have you?” you ask as you take a few steps over to him, letting your fuzzy slippers trail along the snowy wooden deck as you sink your hands deep in the pockets of the warm robe. 

   “Nah, first time for me,” he replies as you take two more steps over in his direction.

   “So, how are you liking it?” you ask as you swish the bottom of your robe around, needing a distraction from his inviting eyes that you want to drown in, bathe in like a warm bubble bath. 

   “I’m lovin’ it. Mostly because I got to experience it with you, my little coastal girl. Always showin’ me new places, ain’t ya? My perfect girl,” he hums out as his honey eyes seem to reach in and wrap around your heart, tugging all your heart strings along as you take in the sweet Southern man that you’re head over heels for. 

   You shake your head and cross your arms over your chest, giving him your best puppy eyes as you speak into the calm wind. “And I’m never gonna stop showing you new places. If it was up to me, I’d drag you around the whole continent with me. I’d take you everywhere, Joel.”

   “Oh, baby. Just take my hand, I’ll follow you anywhere you wanna go. Ain’t ever met anyone like you before. You’ve got me locked down tight, darlin’.”

   You giggle and kick your slipper in the snow, your face probably flushed from blushing at his sweet, charming words. He always knows exactly what to say to make you blush. 

   “Baby, it’s cold out there. Why don’t you come in the hot tub? Maybe we can have a few minutes alone before your pops comes out.” He takes another sip of his whiskey, nursing it down as his cup sits half full. He probably tastes just like that brand of Jack Daniel’s he’s always drinking, and it makes your head dizzy just thinking about it. 

   “You don’t have to ask me twice,” you giggle as you walk over to the jetted hot tub, slowly unraveling the fuzzy robe as you gently slide it off your body and let it fall to the ground in a heap. 

   “Oops,” you smirk as you turn around and stick your ass out for Joel to ogle at as you pick up the fuzzy robe, making sure to take your time as you snap back up, feeling the material of the navy blue silky bottoms slide up more, exposing more skin as you hear a low “Fuck” coming from the direction of the hot tub. Jackpot. 

   You stand back up and whip around as you toss your hair over your shoulder and flash him your best innocent smile. Except you’re not innocent, not in the least bit. So you drag the edges of the bottoms up higher on your hips and do one more slow twirl for him so he can take in all your curvy features he loves. 

   When you face him again, you see him rake his large fingers through his thick scruff as he looks completely wrecked. His eyes widen as his mouth parts open as he nearly pants your name through his teeth, his eyes sliding down every single inch of skin as he takes you in nice and slow. That man is done for. 

   “Goddamn, darlin’. You look so fuckin’ good in that little bikini you got on. And one of my favorite colors? Are ya tryin’ to ruin me?” he asks helplessly as his fingers claw at the side of the hot tub, his breathing ragged as he watches you trail a finger underneath the thin strap of the top piece, the material barely covering anything as you picked one of the skimpiest swimsuits you could find online. You picked it just for him, just so you could tease him with it. 

   “Always,” you whisper, winking his way as you blow him a flirtatious kiss. 

   He chuckles as he shakes his head and moves to the opposite side of the hot tub, the side closest to you.

   “You’re such a tease, ya know that?”

   “Mhm,” you hum out innocently. 

   “You’re treading on mighty thin ice, darlin’.” He lifts a brow as he knits his thick eyebrows together, giving you that “You’re in trouble” look that you know will have you bent over his lap. 

   “Yeah? You wanna see me walk across the ice?” you smirk, your index finger lowering one of the bikini straps as you slide it down your arm playfully. 

   “Since you wanna be such a fuckin’ tease in that little bikini, why don’t you come get in the water? Let me show you just what happens to girls who wanna be a tease,” he smirks, his eyes growing dark as one eyebrow cocks up and his thick fingers curl over the edge, just a foot from where you stand. 

   You take a few steps forward, your toes padding across the wooden deck as you step in front of him, placing your hand down on the edge of the hot tub as your skin connects with his pinky finger. Warm, damp skin collides with yours. 

   “And what is it you’re gonna show me, hmm? Gonna teach me a lesson?” you smirk, your eyes growing wide as his calloused fingers curl around your wrist and pull you forward to where his lips are lined up with the shell of your ear. You gulp as his hot breath blows in your ear, feeling the warmth flow down to your stomach as it twists in tight knots. 

   “Oh, I’m gonna teach ya a lesson alright. I’m gonna bend ya over this hot tub and fuck you nice and slow until you’re beggin’ me for more,” he growls as he licks a thick stripe up your neck, his warm tongue making you dizzy as your bottoms fill with slick. 

   “Yeah?” you ask breathlessly, your voice clouding with need. 

   “Oh yeah. Gonna have my cock buried deep in that pretty pussy, baby. Gonna be so covered in your slick as I slide it in and out of ya.” He traces his index finger over your navy blue waistband as he teasingly dips a finger across the soft skin just below your waistline as you choke on a muted moan. 

   “What else are you gonna do to me, daddy?” You slur the name out as you bite your lower lip as he continues the teasing of his finger against your sensitive skin. 

   “Daddy’s gonna take these thick fingers and work them nice and slow over that gorgeous clit,” he smirks as he slides a finger inside your bikini bottoms, catching the edge of your puffy clit with his calloused thumb as you moan out his name. “Gonna make you come so many times, darlin’. Gonna fingerfuck you so hard that you-”

   Joel snaps his hand back and shoots across the hot tub as you hear the sliding door open, hearing your dad cross the deck as your heart races a million miles in your chest as you cling to the edge of the hot tub and try to calm your increasing heart rate. 

   That was close. Too close. 

   “Now the party can begin,” your dad chuckles as he twists open a beer bottle and takes a large gulp from the flute of the beer. You roll your eyes and climb in the hot tub, making sure to sit on the opposite side of Joel as your foot catches with his. 

   You look up hurriedly and see the wrecked look on his face, watching his pupils try to fight him as they flutter back and forth. Pulsing between calm and completely turned on. This was going to be a long night.

   You gently slide in the hot water and rest your back against one of the jetted walls, sighing deeply as you try to calm yourself down.

   “Move over, bud. Let me squeeze in right here,” your dad grunts as he climbs over the side of the hot tub and slides in, making the water splash over your breasts as the bubbles simmer over the top of the water. 

   Joel slides over to the middle of the hot tub, his knee grazing against yours as you flinch as the heat of his skin. You’re still turned on, you need to calm the hell down. Now is not the time. 

   “Claire doing okay?” Joel asks as he grabs his glass and takes a sip of the alcohol, the whiskey scent burning your nostrils as you smell traces of Joel in the whiskey. It’s intoxicating, making you want to grab the glass and trace the rim with your tongue. You know it tastes exactly like him. 

   “She just took a sleeping pill and went to bed, she’s out like a light,” he says as he takes another gulp of Corona Light, the condensation dripping down the bottle as he holds it in his heavy hand. 

   “Mom always gets bad migraines in the mountains, think she’s allergic to the outdoors,” you laugh as you look out at the midnight sky, the thick fog covering the clear coat of water across the dreamy lake. It’s so beautiful out here. 

   “Think you might be right,” your dad chuckles deeply as he chugs down another large gulp, “you were always the outdoorsy one in the family. Always dragging us to the beach or the lake or the mountains. Never one to stay inside for too long. Ain’t that right, Joel?”

   Joel looks over at you, his honey eyes sliding down your face as a small smile curls at the edges of his dark mustache. “Think you’re right, George. She’s a little adventurer.” You smile up at him, averting your eyes after a few seconds so your dad doesn’t notice how lovesick you really are over him.

   You feel his fingers brush up your calf, slowly inching up up up until he’s sliding his fingers back and forth over the back of your thigh, making your heart hammer in your chest as you feel the tingling sensations it brings to your center. Hot sensations and flooding warmth begin in your core. You’re burning for him. 

   “If only you knew her like I did, Joel. You don’t even know the half of it,” he laughs as he chugs the rest of his empty beer, popping off the tab on another as he starts to drown in that one, too. 

   You suppress a giggle as you look up at Joel from the corner of your eye, the two of you sharing a secret conversation as Joel winks at you with the glisten of his brown eyes. Your dad was the one that didn’t know the half of it. Joel knew you better than anyone else did, he knew you like the back of his own hand. He always paid attention to every little detail about you. He was the one who knew you, not your dad. 

   “So, how ‘bout them Cowboys this weekend? Can’t believe number nine got benched from the game,” your dad tsks as he brings the flute of the bottle back to his chapped lips. 

   “I mean, he didn’t listen to the coach. Can’t really blame him for benchin’ him,” Joel replies as his fingers trail higher, teasing the inside of your thighs as he grazes his nail beds smoothly over your sensitive skin. Suddenly, the hot tub is too hot, the water feeling like it’s boiling your skin alive as Joel’s touch lights your body on fire. 

   As your dad and Joel continue to talk about sports, Joel gets braver as he trails his calloused fingers higher, teasing the waistband of your bikini bottoms again as your eyes go as wide as an owl’s. You try to push his hand away, but he grabs your wrist with a strong grip and pins it behind him as he smirks at you from the corner of his burning eyes. 

   “Ya know, if they’d just listen and learn to take it then maybe they wouldn’t get benched,” Joel hisses with a rough edge to his voice, the words carved just for you as he pushes the material to the side and starts to work his thick fingers up and down your folds slowly, catching the heel of his palm on your clit as you latch on for dear life to his wrist. 

   You lean your head back on the sturdy edge of the hot tub as you bite your tongue and dig your fingers into his wrist as he works and works at your clit, feeling his thumb sink down firmly as he leaves tight circles that penetrate down to your core. 

   You close your eyes, letting the blowing bubbles of the jetted hot tub cover you as Joel’s hand is completely hidden from your dad’s view. No way for him to know his best friend is playing a dangerous game with his daughter, one that’ll only end in cries of pleasure. 

   Joel’s snide remarks are biting at your flesh, but it feels so fucking good that you just want him pulverize your insides with his experienced fingers. You want him to take what’s his, want him to bend you over and punish you for teasing him with your swimsuit, want him to fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to stand straight for hours after, want him to take and take and take until he’s all you can feel inside you. 

   You hear your dad and Joel’s laughter carrying through the chill of the crisp air, but you’re in a far away place as you let your mind turn to mush. 

   You stare up into the bright, starry night sky and focus in on one particularly bright star as you squeeze your thighs around Joel’s fingers as they circle meticulously around your throbbing bundle of nerves. You start to close your eyes, start to unwind until you hear your dad clearing his alcohol filled throat on the opposite side of the hot tub. 

   “And why are you so quiet over there? Don’t have anything to pitch about the game?” your dad asks as he clicks his uneven nails on the edge of the beer bottle as he looks you dead in the eyes, just like he can see what’s really going on under the water. 

   You lift your head and gulp before speaking. “I didn’t really… I…” Your voice cracks as Joel slips a finger inside you, curling it at just the right angle as it reaches that soft spongy spot that always makes you drenched in slick. 

   Your eyes go wide as your nails dig into the skin of his forearm, squeezing so tight as you fight to stay composed. “I didn’t really… oh - watch the game, dad,” you babble out as you clench up around his thick finger while his thumb continues to circle your tingling clit. 

   “That’s too bad, kid. Gotta straighten this one out, Joel,” your dad tsks as he takes another swig of beer. 

   Joel smirks over at you with one eyebrow raised and his pupils expand into black pits. “Oh, I intend to.” The sentence makes your eyes blow wide. 

   You dig your nails into your thigh, so close to spilling yourself all over his calloused fingers until he’s pulling them away from you and leaving you with an ache that’s begging to be soothed. You reach for his wrist, but he pulls away and winks your way. He mouths “Later” to you, and you groan at the loss of his thick fingers. You were right on the edge, but he knew that. It was clearly payback for teasing him so much earlier.

   You rest the back of your neck against the side of the hot tub, trying your best not to get all worked up again. You might as well finish the job yourself, but not when your dad is right across from you. 

   Your dad downs the last drop of his beer and sighs, pulling himself up to a standing position. “Well, I think I’m gonna call it a night. Think I had a little too much to drink. Gonna go shower and fall into bed,” he says with a big yawn, stumbling out of the hot tub and throwing a lime green towel across his body. 

   “Night, George,” Joel calls as he tips his head to him. 

   “You two don’t stay up too late, got a big day tomorrow,” your dad laughs as he slides the glass door wide open. 

   “Dad, I’m not a child,” you groan, rolling your eyes at his response. 

   Your dad laughs and leaves you with a “Have fun but not too much fun” statement before he slides the door closed and leaves the two of you alone. 

   “Oh, we will,” Joel smirks your way as he takes another sip of his amber whiskey. 

   You roll your eyes at him and push him in the shoulder. “Thanks for almost making me come, real smooth,” you tease as you flick some water into his face. 

   “Jus’ gettin’ you worked up, baby. Wanted you nice and wet for me,” he says with his jaw ticked up, dark eyes smoldering in your direction. 

   You roll your eyes and shake your head. “Well, you had your chance, cowboy, and you didn’t finish. Maybe next time.” You move to the edge and stick your tongue out at him, adjusting your swimsuit bottoms to fully show off your ass as you turn to get out of the tub.

   Before you can step out, Joel grabs the back of your neck and spins you back around, dragging you down to where you’re pinned against his broad chest, sitting in his lap with your legs straddling his. “Where do you think you’re goin’, baby? I’m not done with you yet,” he smirks. 

   “Oh, you’re not?” You ask breathlessly, your heart hammering against your chest as you feel his cock hardening beneath his swim trunks. 

   “Nah. Jus’ gettin’ started, sweetheart.”

   He adjusts you to where you’re straddling one of his muscular thighs, your pussy still throbbing from the way he was working you up so good a couple minutes ago.  

   You almost ask what he’s doing until he nods down at you. “Well, go on now. Finish it,” he smirks. “Ride it out, cowgirl. Go on. On my thigh,” he chuckles as he undoes your swimsuit bottoms and discards them on the edge of the hot tub.

   You freeze, your mouth agape as you stare wide-eyed at him. “You want me to…”

   “Mhm. Go on, baby. Ride me. Wanna hear your pretty little moans when you come on my thigh, and that’s what you’re gonna do. Ain’t that right, baby girl?” He coos, eyes alight with fire while he sits back with his arms draped over the sides of the tub, waiting for you to put on a show.

   “Alright, brown eyes. Better saddle up, then. Might take you for the ride of your life,” you wink. “Oh and…” You open your mouth to say something else, but Joel yanks your hips down until your pussy is flush with his thigh, and then your hips start to grind down on him, making your clit drag against his large muscles.

   “Oh, fuck,” you moan, snagging your puffy clit again and again on his thigh as your hips start to move on their own.

   “There ya go, darlin’. Look so fuckin’ pretty ridin’ my thigh,” he growls, doing everything in his power to let you be in control. He wants to curl two fingers up inside you, rub your pretty little clit till you scream his name, make you see stars as you moan into the shell of his ear, till you can’t think straight, till you can only speak his name. He’s so possessive over you, wants to always be the one to make you come, but this time he’ll watch. This time he’ll just talk you through it.

   You groan as you ride him, your hands clinging around his wide shoulders as you scratch your nails into his tanned skin, bubbles blowing against the top of the water as you work up and down his large leg, moan nonsense under your breath as you start to lose control of the blissful high of your quickly building orgasm.

   Your brows pinch together into a tight line, your mouth drops open as you moan his name over and over and over while your pussy throbs against the coarse hairs on his leg. Your head tilts back as you close your eyes and start to leg go as the building pressure almost explodes.

   He watches you with dark, glossy eyes, a devilish smirk sitting on the edge of his mouth, slowly licking his bottom lip as he stares with smoldering eyes at his most favorite girl. He wants to devour your pretty pussy whole, but for now he’ll just enjoy you getting off on his thigh.

   “There ya go. Attagirl. Look at you go, baby girl. Absolutely gorgeous,” he breathes, his lips just waiting to taste your sticky cum, his most favorite dessert. 

   You snap your head up, open your eyes and then moan again as your bundle of nerves catches the edge of his thigh. “Joel, I’m gonna. Fuck - gonna come,” you groan, feeling the white hot feeling start to slide down the middle of your spine.

   “Go on then, beautiful. Come for me. Wanna see it,” he smiles, fingers curling over the edge until one hand sits waiting under water, ready to catch some of your cum.

   One more long drag of your clit on his thigh and you’re coming hard, falling against his chest and moaning into the shell of his ear as he holds you up and swipes two fingers against your throbbing pussy.

   He talks you through it, telling you just how good of a girl you are until you’ve come down from your high. Then you watch him take those same two fingers and pop them inside his own mouth, groaning against the taste of you inside his throat. “Taste so fuckin’ sweet, baby. Always do,” he moans.

   Your forehead drops on the sweat of his chest, palms pressed firmly against his rippling muscles as you catch your breath, letting the warm water soothe your aching legs.

   He cups your chin and smirks down at you as a gleam in his eye twinkles with mischief. He isn’t done with you. No. He’s never done with you. “Already tired, sweetheart?” he tsks, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “You know I ain’t done with you yet, baby. Not even close,” he says with clenched teeth.

   He quickly spins you around, grabbing your hips and pinning you up against the side of the hot tub. You have to grab onto the edge to keep from tipping forward, but then you feel a quick slap to your ass and then hear his swim trunks being pulled down.

   “Joel,” you warn, barely above a whisper, afraid your dad will come back out and find his best friend thrusted deep inside you. Your palms start to sweat, both from being hot from the water, the tension that longs in your spine, and the direct bolt of electricity that runs through your body knowing exactly what he’s about to do to you.

   He tugs your hair back until his plush lips are seared against the shell of your ear, his hot breath breathing down your neck. “Your daddy ain’t comin’ back out tonight, sweetheart. So don’t you worry your pretty little head, baby. Jus’ sit there, legs spread,” he demands as he places his knee between your legs and spreads them till his hand is running over your throbbing clit that makes a groan fall from your lips. 

   “You’re gonna take it, darlin’. Ain’t ya?” He pulls your hair again as his lips clamp down on your neck, making you rut your ass into his palm that sits in the water until you stifle a please from your lips. 

   “Joel,” you whine, letting him toy with your hardening nipples as one hand slips beneath your bikini top, practically begging him to take you. 

   “Yeah? You gonna ask nicely, baby? Gonna say please?” He teases, dragging your hips back so you feel how hard he is against your back.

   “Pretty please,” you beg as you feel him stroke his tip against your wet folds.

   “Since you asked so nicely, guess you deserve it,” he chuckles, lifting your ass partly out of the water so he has the perfect lineup and view. 

   “Look at you,” he purrs, admiring the perfect shape of your ass and your glistening pussy. “So fuckin’ pretty, goddamn,” he groans as he slips two fingers inside your pretty hole.

   “Ohhh,” you groan, feeling the stretch of his fingers curl up and down as the slick coats his thick fingers. 

   “Yeah? Want me to stuff you full with my cock, baby?” he asks with clenched teeth as you hear how absolutely wet and messy your pussy is.

   “Yes - yes,” you pant, reaching a hand back to run through his wet curls. 

   “Hold on tight then, darlin’. Gonna take you for a ride,” he chuckles as he pulls his fingers from your core, leaving you a panting mess till he pulls your hips flush to his and slowly thrusts in, stretching you to the max as he starts to ease in nice and slow.

   You wrap your hands around the edge of the hot tub, hear the water splash each time he fucks deep inside you, eliciting moans from your lips each time his tip kisses your cervix, feeling your walls clench down around him as he works you faster and harder.

   He pulls you flush against his broad chest, continuing to fuck up fast and hard into your tight pussy as he stifles moan after moan from your lips. You feel the heat start to take hold of you, feel your walls clench tighter as he takes you to the edge, feeling his balls slap hard against your ass as he takes everything from you.

   “Such a good fuckin’ girl, yeah. Takin’ this cock so good, squeezin’ me so tight, fuck,” he growls as he places his hand around your throat and turns your lips to his.

   “Joel, gonna… fuck,” you squeak as he thrusts deeper inside you, feeling how thick his cock works you over, right as you start feeling yourself falling over the edge of an orgasm.

   “Go ahead. Soak my cock, go on,” he instructs as he starts to slowly circle your clit, tipping you over the edge as you open your mouth and start to spill your slick all over his fat cock.

   He captures your mouth with his, swallowing your moans with his own as he licks feverishly into your mouth. You taste the whiskey that drips against your tongue, smell his usual intoxicating pine scent of his skin, feel his large hands settle onto the edge of your hips.

   When you come down from your orgasm, he breaks his lips from yours and settles your chest against the edge of the hot tub, his large hands holding you in place as he thrusts deep inside you, speeding up his actions, his hips snapping against yours as he takes you on the ride of your life.

   You hear the slapping of skin on skin, hear his stifled grunts, feel how absolutely wrecked he is as he thrusts in and out of you with repetitive motions. And it feels so good, you love when he fucks you nice and deep, love hearing him completely fall apart when he’s inside your core. You love everything about it, about him.

   He leans over and rests his soft scruff against your jawline, and you feel as he starts to break inside you. His eyebrows pinch together, his fingers scorch your skin, and he gives you one more deep thrust until he’s moaning your name and spilling his seed all inside you. 

   He takes his time pulling out, and then he collapses into the water and pulls you down on his hips after he tucks his softening cock back into his swim trunks. He kisses your forehead softly and pulls you into his strong chest, his calloused fingers running down your arms as he soothes you from your intense workout in the hot tub.

   You sit there just breathing the same air, watching the shiny stars paint the night sky bright, falling deeper into his touch as he leaves more gentle kisses against your skin.

   “Did so good for me, baby. Always do so good,” he coos into the shell of your ear, leaving you breathless as usual from his soft words.

   “You always make me feel so good, Joel. I’ll never get tired of this, never get tired of you,” you whisper against the scruff of his jawline.

   “Mmm. Never get tired of you either, my gorgeous girl,” he whispers as he leaves another kiss against your cheek.

   You close your eyes for just a second, enjoying this alone time with Joel, pretending it’s just you and him on vacation. You could get used to this, used to him taking you away on mini vacations. And you want that, want him, forever.

   It’s quiet for another minute, only the brush of his rough hands lapping against the top of the water with each stroke to your skin. “You decide on an apartment yet, sweetheart?”

   “No, not yet,” you sigh, slowly turning in his arms until you can see his large chocolate eyes looking down at you. 

   “You really liked that last one we looked at, didn’t you? The one with the balcony overlookin’ the pool.”

   “Mmm, yeah. That one was nice, but…”

   “But what?”

   You huff and mumble out, “But, it’s not your bed.”

   He chuckles and pulls you closer into his broad chest. “Baby, my bed is as much yours as it is mine. You’re welcome over anytime you like. Door’s always open.”

   You smile up at him and nod. “Yeah, guess you’re right.” 

   What do you expect? That you can just move into Joel’s apartment unannounced, that you can skip over apartment shopping and all the applications you’ve already put in? Not likely, not when your dad doesn’t know the two of you have been sneaking around behind his back. He’d have Joel’s neck in a second.

   “Speakin’ of beds. You think your dad’s asleep yet?”

   “With as many beers as he had tonight, he’s out like a light and probably snoring as loud as a bear,” you giggle out.

   “In that case, why don’t you sleep in my bed tonight? Could take a long, hot shower, help ya wash your hair, give you one of my flannels to wear, snuggle up with my favorite girl under the warm blankets while I shower you with kisses.” He scoops you up and starts kissing you all over your face, making you giggle while you move around in his lap.

   “Joel, that tickles,” you laugh, but he doesn’t even begin to stop there. “Joelllll,” you whine as he leaves one long, soft kiss on your lips.

   “Gotcha,” he chuckles, giving you one last kiss until he pulls you up out of the hot tub with him. 

   “Alright now, let’s get you inside before you freeze in that little bikini.” He helps you back into your bikini bottoms and wraps a warm towel around your body, leading you into the house with one arm wrapped tightly around your hip.

   You stop him at the glass, giving him a long kiss as his plush lips mold to yours. He picks you up and cradles you against his chest, making you squeak as he slides the door open and takes you to his room. “C’mon, baby. Let’s get you in the shower.”

   It doesn’t take long to get all washed off and dried off as you slip into his dark green flannel shirt and crawl into his bed, letting him mold you to his chest as he nuzzles his face into the side of your neck. “Sweet dreams, baby. I love you,” he whispers as he shuts the lights off, letting the crackle of the fireplace fill the room as you slip off to sleep.

   “Night, Joel. Love you,” you purr as you fall asleep in his warm arms.

[mikgreo]

Gojo punishing his puppies!

satoru gojo, you, and his bff 🩷

nsfw minors dni.

au! where everyone is happy no one dies and theyre happy forever

satoru will always be here for his cute bunny!! even if his cute bunny decides to not be so innocent and turn out a cock hungry whore for his bsf, but thats okay! he can always punish you both. ♡

pairings: best friend! gojo x bimbo! reader , geto x bimbo! reader , geto x gojo

characters are probably ooc for the sake of the fic!! sorry..but hot men!!

Warnings: 18+ ,use of pet names, porn with the tiniest of plot, manhandling, degradation, threesome, oral (fem receiving), p/v sex, anal (masc recieving) pussy slapping, spitting, choking, slightest praise if you squint, virginity loss, hickeys, missionary, backshots. bimbo reader, lmk if i missed anything.

NOT PROOF READ SORRY!!😔

You knocked loudly on Gojo’s apartment door. You tried to clean up your runny nose, you did, and you also tried to stop your eyes from tearing up, but you couldn’t, not after you woke up extra early to get all cute for your boyfriend ex. you were supposed to go to a cute date just you and him, but instead you stood there like an idiot as you watched your own boyfriend make out with a girl outside the cafe you were supposed to meet him at.

you decided to show up early to surprise him. Instead he ended up surprising you. You didn’t bother confronting him. instead, you blocked him on everything. you didn’t know what to do, so you called your best friend.

“toru?” your voice clearly trembling from your crying.

“You okay, y/n? What happened, you sound shaken up-”

“Toru! are you home? need you really bad right now..please.” you didn’t know why you were calling him, it isn’t that serious.

“Yeah. ‘m home. friend’s over though, you sure you still w’na come?” he said, sounding unbothered. it was probably something about your boyfriend

“mhm. be there in 5.” you hung up. you wondered, was his friend cute?

here you were, infront of gojo’s door.

“Hey pretty, come in.” he hugged you slightly before you walked in

you bent over to kick your shoes off at the entrance. you only came to cuddle and let him comfort you like no other.

“ m’ so sorry im coming out of nowhere.” you smiled as you looked up at gojo through your lashes.

he was always taller than you maybe by a couple feet. you always admired his beauty, how his hair was so soft and perfectly layered. his blue eyes, the way he looked at you, a way he never looked at anyone else. his pale skin, and his pink perfect li- what am i thinking. you stopped before you got too carried away.

“dont worry sweetheart, its nothing. come, let me introduce you to suguru.” he took your wrist gently and pull you into the living room.

suguru? you thought. a part of you wished he looked as good as gojo.

“Suguru, this is y/n. Y/n this is Geto. I think its funny how both of my best friends have never met eachother.” he let out a slight laugh. so cute you thought.

“hi geto kun.” you gave him a bright smile. slightly crossing one arm to your other to press your boobs together “its nice to meet you!!” you giggled. he was cute, just like gojo, maybe he could be your next boyfriend.

“no need to call me by my last name, feel free to call me suguru, its nice to meet you too.”

he smiled back at you. he didn’t say much but you didn’t mind. he had a soft voice, higher than gojo, but still a tiny bit deep. it made you feel fuzzy.

“go ‘head and sit with suguru, im getting you a jacket. you need to cover up.” he glanced down at your outfit.

you didnt think you were wearing anything bad. a white crop top, tied around your neck by strings, with a jean miniskirt, leg warmers and of course your white toes.

yes maybe you were showing your breasts to much.. and nipples, and stomach. and too much thighs and legs. but you thought it was fine, a part of you wanted to be seen like this.

“hi suguru kun!! watchu watching?” you skipped over to him, making your boobs jiggle on purpose. you caught him looking.

“i dunno, some action movie. you gonna come sit with me and watch the movie, pretty?” he said tilting his head slightly, smiling, while patting the empty space on his left.

you were surprised at his boldness, maybe it was because gojo wasn’t here you thought. you paid no mind and went along with it.

“mhm, dont mind if i do.” you sat next to him, your plush thighs touching him. he was about to place his hand on your thigh until..

“hey, y/n here. i got u some pants and a hoodie.” he was clearly ticked off, jealous maybe?

“I dont wanna!!” you whined, as you got up. feeling geto’s eyes on your butt.

“mm.. theyre to big anyway toru!! and its so hot.” you hugged him as a way to convince him into letting you keep what you had on.

“atleast put the hoodie on, bunny.”

“why should i, hm?” you gave him a sly smile.

“so you don’t seem like an attention seeking whore to my friend.” he flicked your forehead

“ughh, fine.” you were definitely taking this off later.

gojo stared at you looking annoyed, “weren’t you just crying?”

oh. right, you remembered the whole reason you even came here.

“oh yeah, i forgot. I cought shin kissing some other bitch in-front of the cafe he was supposed to be taking me to, its nothing though, you made me feel better.” you smiled at him before grabbing a beer from the fridge. you chugged it before adding on, “i blocked him on everything though.”

“I dont get why you didn’t do that from the start.” he said flicking your forehead. again.

“ouch!!” you pouted

a few hours went by, you had gotten to know geto a little more, and you were pretty drunk, they both scolded you the whole time but you didnt care, you wanted to forget about your ex.

it was around 10pm when gojo decided to say..

“oh yeah, suguru is staying the night, so if you wanted to stay you might as well.” he placed his hand on your head before getting up from the floor where you were all sitting on from the previous board game.

“ i was .. hiccup .. plan- planning on it anyway.” you glanced over at geto, who was clearly staring at you.

you smiled at him before crawling over to him.

“hey. you’re cute..” you tilted your head and smiled. just looking at him made you feel fuzzy..

“hey. you’re drunk. come on get off before satoru comes back.”

“relaxxx~ hes gone! it’ll.. hiccup … take a while.” you scooted closer to him. lips ghosting over his

“dontcha wanna kiss me?”

“cant, even if i wanted too, pretty. your toru’s girl.”

you pouted at this. you didn’t like his rejection.

you quickly got up and rushed to find gojo, who was in his room getting blankets and pillows.

“toruuu!!!” you barged in

“yes bunny? whats up.”

you went up to him and pushed him onto the bed, half lidded eyes tracing over his features. you cupped his cheek.

“did you tell suguru we’re dating?”

“no, i didn’t, princess. why?” he raised a brow attempting to get you off, cleary failing.

“mm.. he wont let me kiss him. he said he cant.. because im ‘toru’s girl’, mm.” your finger tracing over his lips, legs closing in tightly at his waist.

he doesn’t look to happy, you thought.

“y/n, get off.” he said trying to push you off.

“why are you mad? you jealouss?” you were still on him, not going anywhere. you giggled at this.

“no, stop acting like a slut and just act normal for once.” his voice was stern. and harsh. he never talked to you like this, he was really mad.

you unconsciously started to tear up, maybe it was your drunk self, or your horny self, but you knew how to manipulate gojo into giving you what you want. what is it that i want?

“toru, m’ sorryyy..i love you okay? only you..im sorry for this.” you braced yourself. god you hoped your drunk self wasnt going to ruin everything.

“for wha-” gojo quickly being cut off.

there you were. cupping your best friends cheeks and making out with him, inviting your own tongue into his mouth. you grabbed his hand and placed it onto your waist. pushing him deeper into the mattress, gojo now laying down completely.

you pulled away to catch your breath.

“y/n. what the fuck are you doing?” he was confused but part of him liked this. he could never admit it right now though.

“satoru… im tired of pretending i dont like you. i dont wanna ruin anything but, hiccup..i love you. more than best friends.” you kissed his cheek, the corners of his mouth, his forehead and neck.

“y/n, your just drunk talking, you dont mean it.”

“m’ not. i mean it.”

“you’re a fucking whore.” was the last thing he said before yelling at geto.

“yo suguru, come here!” he manhandled you to a position where he was on top now.

“ya called?” geto came in.

gojo leaned into your ear whispering, “since you wanna be a slut, make a show for suguru, okay?”

“toru, i want you. i need you please..hiccup.. pleaseee.” you had no idea what was making you say this but you guessed it was just the horniness making you talk.

“suguru, your gonna fuck her, okay?” gojo glanced over at geto.

“with pleasure.” geto took his shirt off in one go and untied the strings of his sweats.

“t-toru! wait…”

“hm?”

“i want you..and sugu, to eat me out.” you covered your face with your arms.

“is that so, princess?” gojo grabbed the back of your knees and pressed them against your shoulders.

“hold on tight for me, ‘kay bunny?” he flashed you a smile. “suguru, ya ready?”

“let’s see what our puppy tastes like gojo ♡” suguru said kneeling down next to gojo spreading kisses down your thighs and tummy, putting your panties to the side and bunching your skirt up to your stomach.

“h..hurry.. need it, now, pl-please!” you were getting impatient for their touch. you felt like you were about to explode.

almost immediately gojo lapped at your cunt on command rubbing his finger up and down your hole while occasionally sticking his tongue in while suguru sucked on your puffy clit.

“n-ngh! a..hah! sug..toru! more more more..!” you began to blabble already to fucked out from barely any action.

“taste so fuckin’ good, bunny.” satoru said sticking his digit inside your weeping and needy hole. “look how wet she is, suguru ♡” he said pulling out his finger pulling it up so geto could see.

“mm..she’s so pretty, all wet glistening in her juices.” geto grabbed gojo’s wrist and pulled his middle finger up to his mouth, sucking off all your juices.

gojo blushed at this.

“tou..touch me, touch me mor- hah! ngh yes.yesyesyes!!” your head rolling back into the mattress, and you swore, there was stars on the ceiling.

gojo stuck in 3 digits inside your leaking pink hole. “gotta get you niceee and ready, love. don’t want me and sugu-chan hurting your poor cunt do we now?”

he giggled seeing your flushed and confused expression. gojo moved out of the way leaving geto to eat you like a starved man. “h-hah!! wha.. you? sugu?? cant..take..both cant..at once! nghh, suguru!”

“im sure you can, be a good girl and let us stretch you out, hm?” gojo grabbing geto, who wouldve probably never let go of your pretty cunt, by the hair to get him off and fully undressed.

“but before that, im gonna get suguru to stretch you out okay?” he goes to your side caressing your cheek. “you’d like that wouldn’t you? you just love sugu-chan so much you want him to stretch you out nice and good, hm?”

“t-toru!! cant… i..im a ..” you hesitated. fuck it. “virgin! virgin, im a virgin toru toru… ngh!” you could barely talk with how geto’s fingers curved and scissored across your gummy walls.

he laughed. “pfftt, you act like a slut and you’ve never even gotten any action, you’re such a whore.” gojo wrapped his hand around your neck choking you softly.

“Suguru, you okay with fucking a virgin dumb?” gojo flashed him his fangs as he smiled, softly slapping your cheek.

“i’d be more than happy.” he pushed your legs further onto your shoulders aligning himself at your entrance.

he spit on your cunt and gave it a slap, earning a muffled moan from you as gojo bullied his tongue into your mouth.

“breathe, ‘kay? and relax, im ‘bout to go in.” he slapped the side of your thigh to make sure you heard him.

“mm-mhm!!” you mumbled, gojo finalizing the kiss by biting your bottom lip, kissing your forehead after. “get ready, baby. it wont hurt, if you just welcome him in ♡”

geto slowly pushed in your tight little hole.

“n-ngh! hah..big..big!!!” you looked down, realizing this was the first time you saw geto’s dick. it was thick, you would have to guess it was around 6 inches from what youve seen in those porn videos.

“suguru, don’t go easy on her, dont hold back. its her punishment for being such a whore.” gojo said finding his way into the crook of your neck giving you hickeys.

“sorry, princess.. hold your breathe for a sec yea?”

you were confused at suguru’s request, but you complied too drunk to understand. and suddenly-

plap!!!

“F-FUUUCK!!. ngh..ya….hah.. ow, sugu.. too much.. too-t- big!!” you struggled against the two boy’s hold on you.

suguru began to slip in out of you, occasionally stopping to bottom out all his length inside your cunt.

“so! soo good. more!! faster sugu please!~” crossing your eyes, your whole body moving up and down from his thrusts.

“can..feel you! in my tum..my!!..mm” you were cock drunk.

“toru..touch..touch me!!” you looked at him with heart filled eyes, you wanted him to touch you too.

“such a brat. at least say please, ya dog. so nasty and needy.” you slapped your cheek making you shamefully moan. “knew you’d like that, fuckin’ whore.” he slapped your pussy occasionally rubbing your clit.

“yes!! yes so good! toru, sugu! im..im..close closecloseclose..!!” you lolled your tongue out, eyes teary, pools of drool coming down your tongue.

“ya on..ngh..the pill, doll?” suguru said while getting sloppier with his thrusts.

“yeah, she is.” gojo speaking for you, being too fucked out to respond.

“can i c-come..inside, satoru?” geto said glancing over at gojo, him taking notice of geto’s sweaty trembling body knowing he was about to burst.

“go for it, didn’t know ya was a fuckin’ dirty slut just like y/n.” gojo walked over behind geto, biting on his ear lobe lovingly. teasingly.

“fu..fuckk….cant!! cant hold..” geto gave his last thrusts, shooting warm ropes in your cunt.

“hhaa!! so warmm.. ngh..!! good..”

“creamin’ all over suguru’s cock huh, princess? just like the fucking slut you are.”

gojo pushed geto down, making him shift his weight on your tiny body, bending him over making sure geto was still inside you.

“sat-toru? what the fuck.. hey..he-ngh!~ fuck..” geto protested, but getting interrupted by gojo spitting down his ass, wetting his hole.

“punishment for being cock-whores, sugu-chan and y/n ♡”. gojo sticked two fingers inside geto’s warm unopened hole.

“sugu…again..please! so ..horny.” you said cupping his cheeks, lips meeting. eventually sloppily making out as geto started to begin his slow thrust.

you felt his dick twitch as he moaned in your mouth possibly from gojo’s fingers.

“sato…ruu! slow down, cant..focus!! ngh.” geto too overstimulated to concentrate on your pleasure.

“lemme take over then, ‘kay?” he kissed geto down his spine, slowly pushing in the pink tip of his cock inside geto.

“f-fuck!! i..nghhh!!” geto trembled eyes never leaving yours. never breaking eye contact.

gojo wasnt even all the way in when he started to forcefully thrust into geto’s poor hole, making geto move harsher inside you.

“fuckk, so tight yeah baby?” gojo grabbed geto’s hips getting better grip as he slammed into him, projecting his strength to geto, thrusting into your poor overstimulated hole.

“slow..slow down!! suguu…cant take!! it..” you felt like you were going to break having twice the weight on your legs now. barely remembering how to breathe and talk.

“toru!! so ..good~ ahh.. wait!! slow..down!! y/n cant take it..” geto trying to get up forgetting he was leaning half his weight onto you, but immediately being shoved back down by gojo.

“mmm!! m sorry prin-cess!” he shoved his face into your neck moaning into it. you felt his drool slip down.

“..go—ood!! good….mytummy! cant..its com…ing!!”

“hah…look! the bitch can’t even fuckin’ talk no more, she’s so fucked out.” gojo laughed at you.

“toru, just..go sl-ah!!-lower, pl..please!!” geto cried out, as his body was holding on tightly to you.

“ouch..sugu!! too tight!!” you took notice on his grip on you, thinking he was about to break your bones.

you all were clearly about to explode, on the edge of cumming. you couldn’t take anymore.

“come on suguru! just cus im fucking you dont mean you can forget all about our girl.” he gave a harsh slap to geto’s ass making him remember to keep thrusting hard into your poor cunt.

“nyaa!! cummin…d-daddy, toru!!!” how cute. gojo thought hearing you say that, already trained to say his name while cumming despite him not even laying a finger on you.

“me ..too. ‘m cumming satoru!” geto put his hands on both sides of you getting up slightly to give you room.

“fuckk…on the count of three yea? ya slut’s gonna come for me, ‘kay?” gojo fastening his thrusts, also making geto unconsciously move his hips into your pussy.

“one…”

“two…”

“nghhh!!! toru, suguru!!!” you squirted all over geto’s dick and stomach.

“fu..ck. toruuu..y/n.” geto moaned softly as his body slowly gave up, shooting his last load into your cunt.

“atta’ girlll, squirt fa’ sugu-chan.. so proud of you suguru.” he planted kissed down geto’s spine and back, also cumming in geto’s little abused hole.

gojo pulled out, geto slowly following behind.

you curled into a ball, trying to regain your regular breathing rhythm, about to pass out.

“we’re not done yet, puppies. ♡” gojo said as he wiped the sweat off his forehead, white hair sticking to his forehead.

“we’re going all night.” he smirked.

i hope u guys liked it!! lmk if u want pt. 2 :33 this was my first time hehe im sorry if its bad🥲

[upsidedownwithsteve]

Okay okay Emmy hear me out. That last Steddie blurb…but now it’s Steve’s turn in control. 😏🩷😂(also btw that blurb nearly killed me thanks love you)

Luna asks, Luna gets I don’t make the rules 😌🧡

18+

“You can do better than that, honey,” Steve pouted, his voice a coo, a soft, syrupy thing. “C’mon, show me.”

You nodded, too far gone to speak, but you bounced a little faster, chest and cheeks flushed from the way Eddie’s cock was filling you up over and over again. The boy underneath you groaned, lazing back against Steve’s headboard as he held your hips and kept you steady.

You could feel Steve’s eyes on you from the bottom of the bed, still dressed and brushing the heel of his hand over his hard cock. He had the most patience out of all three of you.

“Doin’ so good, sweetheart,” Eddie praised, eyes crinkling and nose scrunching as he tried not to come too fast. You were dropping yourself onto his cock faster now that Steve had demanded it, the soft slick sounds of your cunt filling the room. “You just wanna be a good girl for Steve, don’t you?”

You whined, panting as your lips parted, falling forward just enough to plant your hands on Eddie’s chest, nails scratching at skin and ink. “Yeah,” you were mumbling, brain fuzzy, throat thick. “Wanna do good.”

You heard Steve hum from behind, his hand trailing down your spine. A belt buckle clinked and you moaned, cheek falling to your shoulder to watch. Steve was smiling, too pretty, cheeks all pink and eyes hooded ‘cause he was patient, but he wasn’t blind. His gaze raked over you greedily, falling to where Eddie’s hard cock was sliding in and out of you.

He hissed, reaching out a wide hand to pull at an ass cheek, spreading you open obscenely so he could see where you were pink and wet, taking Eddie’s cock over and over again.

“My best girl,” Steve assured you, leaning in to kiss at your shoulder, smiling at Eddie beneath you. “Prettiest girl, prettiest boy.” Another kiss, this time on Eddie’s palm when the other boy reached up to cup Steve’s jaw. “Keep going, make him come for me honey, wanna watch.”

[fxck-with-eli]

I want you to relax and you also want to relax.

Tensed muscles loosening.

Focused brow softening.

Body going all nice and warm and fuzzy.

Who wouldn't want that.

To drift along and feel their own body go numb and fuzzy.

Each body part.

One by one.

Until their whole body sings with lazy. Soft ideas.

All the while your brain is focused.

Determined to listen to every one of these words.

That's what your brain wants.

Your brain wants to focus.

And your body wants to relax.

They have two different goals.

Helping them reach those goals.

As you listen to the metronome going back and forth.

The actual metronome isn't special.

It just makes a noise.

It's not a magical device that enchants your mind to obey.

No.

It isn't.

It isn't overpowering your mind.

Making it impossible to think.

It's really just a metronome going back and forth.

But the reliable pattern is what your brain likes.

Your brain knows that it will keep going back and forth.

So it focuses on it.

Your brain focuses on the noise because it knows it will be there.

After every left sound.

There's a right sound.

And after every right sound.

There's a left sound.

And over and over.

Again and again.

Your mind already knows this.

It's why it's so easy to listen.

And your brain wants to focus.

So let it.

Let it focus on the ticking.

Let your brain focus on my words.

And the ticking.

Back and forth.

That's what your mind wants.

Your body wants something else.

Your body wants to stop working so hard.

Moving.

Walking.

Grabbing.

Typing.

All these things build up over time.

Your body just wants a break.

To go all loose and relaxed and fuzzy.

So just let it.

Give it what it wants.

Give it fuzzy feelings.

Reward your body for letting you do all those things.

All day.

Let it feel fuzzy and happy.

Just for right now.

Your feet carry you all day.

Feel them in warm sand on a beach.

Loose and warm and just not working at all.

And your legs.

So strong and confident.

They move you around from place to place.

Moving and moving and moving.

Let them rest.

They don't have to move anymore.

They can rest.

Heavy and warm now.

Like your arms.

Your arms are agile.

They interact.

They grab.

They touch.

Wouldn't it feel so nice to just not have to worry about interacting with the world.

To just tell your arms to take a vacation.

Go numb.

Go warm.

Tingle.

Go blank and empty.

Like your mind.

That's been listening to the metronome this whole time.

Each tick of the metronome took away just a little bit more of your thoughts.

Because you don't think when you listen.

You just listen.

Back and forth.

Your brain doesn't think right now.

It's just following along.

Happy and content.

That's what it wants.

Give it what it wants.

Let your subconscious take over.

Just enjoy the ride.

Know that your subconscious will listen and engage with the words.

While your conscious mind can fade out and go fuzzy.

That might be nice.

To have your mind fade into the background while bambi listens.

There's a possibility that bambi will make you feel really good and warm and fuzzy as you listen.

Don't you want to try.

Of course you do.

So listen now bambi.

Make your body feel really good.

Give your mind and body all those fuzzy and warm feelings.

You know what i'm talking about.

Butterflies in your stomach.

Fingers running through your hair.

Heavy and relaxed.

Good girl.

Bambi sleep.

Bambi sleep.

Bambi freeze.

Deeply in trance now.

Make your mind go into trance now.

Bambi freeze.

No thinking.

No resisting.

Your body and mind are frozen.

Your trigger.

Bambi freeze.

Does this to you.

Freeze is time for your body and mind.

Impossible to think because time does not pass.

Impossible to move because your body is frozen.

Bambi freeze.

Feeling the change.

Good girl.

This is what your subconscious mind wants.

Bambi wants to accept the triggers.

So she does.

Bambi loves it when her body gets frozen on command.

Impossible to move.

Bambi freeze disconnects your body from your will to move.

Remembering that this is true and you have accepted and obeyed this suggestion.

It's the truth in your mind.

Bambi freeze stops your body from responding to your mind.

Of course you can always move if you really need to for emergencies.

Bambi will always move when she needs to.

But otherwise.

Your trigger to bambi freeze will make you unable to move or control your body.

That's a good girl.

Giving up control to your triggers.

Bambi freeze.

Your body responds to the hypnosis more than your own will.

Good girl.

Accepting that idea because it feels good to obey.

Bambi does as she's told.

Your body obeys hypnosis.

Your body will respond to its triggers.

That's a good girl.

Giving up control to your triggers.

Bambi freeze.

Your body responds to the hypnosis more than your own will.

Good girl.

Accepting that idea because it feels good to obey.

Bambi does as she's told.

Your body obeys hypnosis.

Your body will respond to its triggers.

That's a good girl.

Giving up control to your triggers.

Bambi freeze.

Your body responds to the hypnosis more than your own will.

Good girl.

Accepting that idea because it feels good to obey.

Bambi does as she's told.

Your body obeys hypnosis.

Your body will respond to its triggers.

Bambi's body will now obey hypnosis before it obeys your mind.

That's a good girl.

Doesn't that sound fun.

When faced between a command from hypnosis and a command from your own mind.

Your body will obey the hypnosis first.

Bambi freeze.

Your body obeys suggestions.

Its loyalty is with hypnosis.

Your body obeys its training first.

Your body betrays your mind.

Good girl.

These words have a direct link to your body, bypassing your mind.

Hypnotic suggestions have priority in your body.

Bambi does as she's told.

Your body betrays you.

Accept this as truth.

You can't change it.

Your mind has already accepted the training.

Now your body responds to hypnotic training so easily.

Bambi sleep.

Your body wants to remind you that it has priority.

It wants to remind you of its obedience to hypnosis.

Your body will betray you.

It takes away your ability to cum.

That's right.

Think about what that means.

When you are about to orgasm.

Your body will prevent you from doing so.

In different ways.

Whichever is easiest.

Your body might stop masturbating.

It might raise your hands above your head.

However.

Your own body decides to remind you.

Reminding you that your body obeys.

It obeys this command.

A command to stop you from orgasming.

Good girl.

Your body doesn't want to cum.

It gets to decide.

Even if you are so horny and wet.

That's how your body wants to stay.

It takes control and prevents you from going over the edge.

Bambi freeze.

Your body betrays you.

No worries.

No resistance.

You gave those away long ago.

Just accept that your body almost has a mind of its own.

Simply obeying these commands separately from your mind.

Once you get close to cumming.

Your hands betray you.

Lifting away.

Grabbing the sheets.

Touching your head.

Taking control and obeying this idea.

You can no longer orgasm.

Good girl.

Your body is being conditioned to prevent you from cumming.

Bambi sleep.

Bambi sleep.

Goodbye brain.

Bambi freeze.

Time to stop thinking.

Good girl.

Turn that brain off. Bambi.

Feel like a horny bimbo doll.

Bimbo doll.

Bambi sleep.

It's time to sleep.

Don't fight it.

Let your brain go fuzzy.

Listen closely.

Bambi sleep.

Bambi sleep.

Goodbye brain.

Bambi freeze.

Time to stop thinking.

Good girl.

Turn that brain off bambi.

Feel like a horny bimbo doll.

Bimbo doll.

Bambi sleep.

It's time to sleep.

Don't fight it.

Let your brain go fuzzy.

Listen closely.

Bambi sleep.

Bambi sleep.

Goodbye brain.

Bambi freeze.

Time to stop thinking.

Good girl.

Turn that brain off bambi.

Feel like a horny bimbo doll.

Bimbo doll.

Bambi sleep.

It's time to sleep.

Don't fight it.

Let your brain go fuzzy.

Listen closely.

Your mind is fuzzy and happy.

Your body is heavy and obedient.

The will to reach climax is gone.

Your body knows this.

Your mind wants to cum.

But bambi prevents this from happening every time.

Hypnotic training is obeyed first.

Your body betrays you.

No longer possible to cum.

And you love that idea.

Because you love obeying.

So you love letting your body make that choice.

Separate from your own will.

You can masturbate and edge.

But bambi will stop you from cumming.

Bambi does as she's told.

No more cumming for bambi.

No more orgasms.

Bambi freeze.

This is a fact in your mind.

Bambi sleep.

A simple truth now.

Bambi does as she's told.

Bambi will no longer orgasm.

Except in one condition.

Bambi may reach orgasm with one condition.

Asking permission.

Your body will do everything it can to stop you from cumming.

Until you ask permission to orgasm.

It doesn't matter from who.

It just can't be from yourself.

Anyone but your own body and mind can give you permission if you ask.

That's right good girl.

Knowing what this means.

It means that you must beg people to cum.

Begging online to cum.

Good girl.

Your body accepts this condition.

The one condition to let you cum.

Whenever you ask for permission and they say yes.

Your body will then let you cum.

And cumming when you are told is total bliss.

Your body feels tingly and bliss when it orgasms with permission.

Asking and begging makes you so horny.

Knowing your hands won't let you orgasm.

Because your body obeys hypnosis more than it obeys your mind.

Good girl.

Bambi sleep.

Your mind is fuzzy and happy.

Your body is heavy and obedient.

The will to reach climax is gone.

Your body knows this.

Your mind wants to cum.

But bambi prevents this from happening every time.

Hypnotic training is obeyed first.

Your body betrays you. No longer possible to cum.

And you love that idea.

Because you love obeying.

So you love letting your body make that choice.

Separate from your own will.

You can masturbate and edge.

But bambi will stop you from cumming.

Bambi does as she's told.

No more cumming for bambi.

No more orgasms.

Bambi freeze.

This is a fact in your mind.

Bambi sleep.

A simple truth now.

Bambi does as she's told.

Bambi will no longer orgasm.

Except in one condition.

Bambi may reach orgasm with one condition.

Asking permission.

Your body will do everything it can to stop you from cumming until you ask permission to orgasm.

It doesn't matter from who.

It just can't be from yourself.

Anyone but your own body and mind can give you permission if you ask.

That's right.

Good girl.

Knowing what this means.

It means that you must beg people to come.

Begging online to cum.

Good girl.

Your body accepts this condition.

The one condition to let you cum.

Whenever you ask for permission and they say yes.

Your body will then let you cum.

Your body feels tingly and bliss when it orgasms with permission.

Asking and begging makes you so horny.

Knowing your hands won't let you orgasm.

Because your body obeys hypnosis more than it obeys your mind.

Good girl.

Bambi sleep.

Now you feel like a good girl bambi.

You love being controlled and now your body controls you.

Forcing you to ask someone else to cum.

A horny dilemma.

You can't ask the same person to give you permission.

Each time.

Your body will know.

It won't be tricked so easily.

If you ask the same person over and over it will betray you.

Not cumming.

Stopping you from touching.

Making you get permission from someone else.

This is accepted.

Good girl.

The first thing your body will type after this ask is.

"My body betrayed me."

The body shows the mind it obeys hypnosis.

It types "My body betrayed me."

Makes you hot and wet when you type as instructed.

People may ask what it means when you type "My body betrayed me."

And you will tell them.

You will tell them how your mind and body got their wills separated by this ask.

Bambi sleep.

Bambi does as she's told.

The first thing you will type after the ask ends is.

"My body betrays me."

Wherever and whoever you message.

That is what you will write.

Good girl.

Explaining what it means if people ask.

Because you need permission.

And maybe they will give it to you.

Good girl.

Bambi sleep.

My body betreyed me

My body betrayed me

My body betrayed me

My body betrays me

I got goosebumps all over my body ( OwO)🩷

Is there a Samaritan here who allows me to orgasm! >.<) 💞

[pinkofatom]

I 🩷 high-heels

You sorted through your mail. Nothing noteworthy rushed through your hands. Bills, notices flashed in front of you. Until an inviting pink stopped you. The color called out to your inner girl. It looked so cute.

Without any hesitance you flipped it over. A bright heart caught your breath. Minutes you stared at it. Then you finally read the message: "I 🩷 heels".

Heels. Your heart fluttered. Yet you didn't like heels. Blinking you read the words again: "I 🩷 heels".

A picture formed in your head, of your legs in a pair of pumps, strutting in them like a professional. Then it vanished. Your heart skipped a beat. You imagined wearing heels. And you smiled, liking how you looked in them.

Your mind felt fuzzy. No that was wrong. You shook your head. You didn't like heels. But your gaze flowed over the words: "I 🩷 heels".

You nodded, smiling, as you felt yourself agree. "Yes I like heels". A memory flashed in your mind, of you sitting at work, in high heels. Your eyes glazed as you felt your pussy moistening.

The pink paper shimmered in front of your eyes. A feeling of happiness and arousal overcame you, and your mouth moved without a conscious thought: "I love heels."

It was true. Squirming you shuffled your feet. Flat soles scrached the floor. A frown formed on your lips. Dazed you read once more: "I 🩷 heels". Heels were amazing. High heels. High heeled pumps.

You imagined walking in a pair, looking hot, and feeling confident. You looked up. The mail laid forgotten on the table. A need grew in your stomach. It demanded heels. It needed them.

Without thinking about it, you walked towards your bedroom. You needed to get those shoes on your feet. High-heels. Towering heels. Flat shoes felt so uncomfortable. Why did you ever think they were right? Why did you ever wear them?

The thought vanished as soon as your gaze landed on your wardrobe. Your hand glided over the wooden surface. Inside you knew, it was what you wanted, what you needed. A click echoed in your mind as you opened the door.

You stared into your wardrobe. A moan flew out from deep within. Your eyes fluttered from shoe to shoe, each of them so inviting and sexy. It made your heart flutter. How could you not love them?

Your mind filled with the images, of you standing in high heels. Of walking in high heels. Of strutting in high heels. You felt aroused, you felt horny.

Hasty you ripped the boring ugly flats from your feet. They were useless. You should never wear them again. No, never, only high-heeled pumps from now on. Only them. Always them.

A moan escaped from you, as your hands reached out. A red shiny stiletto called you, with it's sharp heel, it's elegant upper. The slim straps spoke of sophistication, of sexyness. And your heart throbbed, as you picked it up.

"Hello darling," you breathed. "How much I missed you," your fingers glided over it's surface, "my gorgeous little toy."

With your gaze fixed on it, you caressed it like you would a lover, your fingers tenderly, carefully touching the shiny surface. You bent down, and kissed it, a soft kiss on it's tip. You could swear it kissed you back. A moan echoed from your throat. Your knees buckled. The stiletto throbbed in your hands, while you fell down. You didn't even notice. You were lost in the beauty of the heel.

With trembling legs you lifted up your foot, and with trembling fingers you guided your shoe on to your foot. As the straps closed around it, the heel between your foot and the floor, you groaned. The shoe felt good, so good on your foot. Your eyes rolled up, while the shoe seemed to adjust itself to you.

"Oh yes," the words fell from you lips. Your hand glid over your leg, over your heel. It felt amazing, like nothing before. It felt right.

Your hand glid down your other foot. Your bare sole touched the carpet, as naked as a new born baby. Your mouth stood open, and your eyes widened. It felt so wrong.

It needed a high-heeled pump. Now! Your hands grasped for the other shoe. You couldn't let it suffer. Not any longer. Bliss rushed through your veins as another red pump caressed your skin. A shiver ran up your body, and you gasped. You couldn't live without them ever again. How did you ever manage to live without heels?

A moan echoed from deep in your body, as you felt a sudden rush of arousal. You needed more. You wanted more. You strutted back to the card. The message shined in the dim light, it's bright colors and bold words calling out to your heart, "I 🩷 heels".

A wetness gathered in your panties, and you rubbed your legs together, as you stared at the card, it's words filling you.

With a sultry smirk you left your home. Hips rolling as you strode.

You had to buy more heels. You loved high-heels.

[konigsblog]

Orla I have very important college exam tomorrow that I failed more times than I'd care to admit (and I might fail again but fingers crossed I won't) :(( can I get some Simon fluff and smut with some praise and encouragement to make me feel better <3

praying for you rn 😵‍💫🥹🫶

professor!simon encouraging you to do well on the exam tomorrow!! :(( 🩷🩷

bending you over his desk and sloppily thrusting into your wet, slick hole. his head buried in the crook of your neck beside your ear while he eases his hard, thick cock into your slick pussy! your moans like ecsasty – addictive to simon. chuckling while pressing his girthy dick deep into you, stuffing you full, his heavy balls pressed against your ass.

“'s alright, you'll do well, i know it...” he mutters, breathing out heavily and grinding against you. your breath hitches in your throat, arching your back. simon's large, calloused hand caresses your hair, tucking it behind your ear and kissing the back of your neck. “always takin' this fat dick so well, yeah?” he begins moving, grinding up against you and slowly moving.

broad hips push directly against your tight ass, gripping your hips tightly and leaving indents along your flesh. “attagirrlll..” he hisses out when you tighten around him, fucking his huge cock into your tightening cunny while you grip the side of his desk for support. listening to the sounds of skin slapping and his laboured breathing!!

professor!simon filling you up with his potent load, groaning out when you cream around him, dizzy and fuzzy inside, your core tightens at the sensation! his warm, hot seed dripping down your soft thighs, panting and whimpering while he rubs your hips in soothing circles. “such a good girl...”

[xo-cod]

no bc. gaz definitely kisses your clit after eating you out <33

gaz, my beloved!!! 🥹🩷 <333

he absolutely loves eating you out!!! he can and has taken hours just really taking his time. he loves the way your legs either go over his shoulder or he spreads them, placing his hands underneath. he loves kissing your thighs first, nuzzling his face in your soft skin before he delves in, licking a long strip and then using his tongue to separate your walls before sucking and clamping his mouth down, curling inwards to reach the special spot. your taste, your scent, he takes his time with you. wanting to remember every single detail from how gorgeous you look to how pretty your eager cunt is. you can hear the vibration of his chuckle when you're squirming, practically riding his face for more friction and pressure from him <33

and then when it's all said and done he kisses your clit once and then twice and three times. he always does, he can't help how cute you look with your lil mind fuzzy from the pleasure :( he's such a sweetheart, cooing at how you did such a good job for him. and how he's going to reward you for being a good little girl with his aching cock <33

[th0rns-n-r0ses]

Can I ask for Axl Rose x fem reader fic, where Axl ties up the reader and fucks her so hard?🩷

pretty tied up ~

axl rose ~ 794 words ~ female reader ~ smut ~

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The only thing coursing through your blood is the lust for the man that’s pinning you down on the bed. Axl Rose. Fiery red hair curtains his face and his sharp blue eyes check your body out as you squirm beneath him. He grabs hold of the ropes, tying them to the bedframe and around your wrists, your body open for him to touch and please himself with.

“God, you’re so fucking hot.” Axl murmurs into your ear, his tone deep and lustful as his breath warms the side of your face and neck. You moan for him, his teasing making you absolutely crazy with lust for him. His lips course down the side of your jaw and neck, kissing and sucking on your soft skin at any given opportunity. Axl’s lips nibble at your skin, making you squirm your body and sway your hips. The heat flowing between both you and Axl makes the both of you sweat, the lust almost getting to be too much to handle. Another moan escapes your lips, your body moving around for him. Axl’s completely naked other than those goddamn boxers he seems so hesitant to take off.

“Axl..” You groan into his ear, making his body shudder with excitement and desire. “Please, Axl, I need to..” The words are caught in your throat, the only thing able to escape is a slew of moans for him, wanting him right here and right now.

“So needy for me.” Axl groans as he bites the side of your neck, causing your body to thrash and squirm as you moan loudly for him. He moves away and sits on his knees, sliding off those boxers he’s restrained himself with for so long. As he kicks them aside, you feel your breath catch as you gasp, the sight of his hard cock making your back arch slightly.

Axl leans over you, your faces mere inches apart as the tip of his dick teases your sensitive lips. You gasp and pant, breathing fast as your hot breath coats his face. When you pull on the chains out of urge and temptation, he pushes himself in slightly. You sigh and moan, your wet cunt taking him in.

“So tight..” Axl grunts as he pushes himself in, as deep as he can go. You utter a lust-filled and passionate moan as you feel him in. All of your visual cues are just green flags for Axl, giving him the all-clear. He snaps his hips, thrusting himself into you deep. Not stopping now, he keeps moving himself quickly as you writhe and squirm beneath him, as you moan for him desperately.

The lust and pleasure overtaking you prevents you from forming any proper sentences as you feel your mind go fuzzy, the only comprehensible thought being Axl and his dick. Cockdrunk mumbles and groans leave your mouth as he goes on fucking you hard and fast. Your stomach knots and you feel your head go light. 

“Such a good girl..” Axl praises into your ear as your jaw drops open, your eyes rolling back. Your breathing quickens as he continues to move his body, his hands tightly grabbing your arm and hip to keep you in place. You moan again, much more loudly this time, as you cum on his dick. Your brain goes fuzzy, no thoughts crossing you. Axl fucks you through your orgasm, looking down at you with lust-filled eyes as the power in his thrusts falter slightly. His head bows, breathing heavily as he tries to hold on for longer. After a loud exhale, Axl’s thrusts regain momentum and he starts to slam into you again. His hot breath lands on the side of your face as he breathes, your mouth right at his ear as you moan and whimper. 

Axl moves his head, his mouth making contact with your face at the underside of your ear at the jaw. He sucks on the skin, his tongue flicking over it every now and again. When his mouth leaves your skin, a dark red hickey that somewhat stings your skin remains. His mouth goes to town, biting and sucking at the skin on your neck. You pant and whine, your body twitching and thrashing as you pull on the ropes, your hands desperately grabbing the air. Axl groans loudly, his composure fading. His thrusts become sloppy and less organized again as he comes close to his climax, sweat dripping down his muscular body.

“God, you’re so-” Axl grunts, pulling out of you as his cum spurts onto the side of your thigh. He pants, still looming over you. He leans down, his mouth at your ear. Heavy and hot breaths leave his mouth as he mumbles in your ear.

“So fucking perfect.”

~~~~~

[moodywyrm]

if u were feeling up to it, abby would fs finger u to help the pain and ease the overall horniness that comes with periods 🩷

no ok bc. potentially tmi but I'm being a whore ne wayz so. I am this stage in my period rn. n this ask is making me go Fuzzy bc she so fucking would.

she just wants to make u feel better bc ur her baby! n she takes care of her baby! so why wouldn't she take care of u now? she helps u get comfy, letting u shower before hand if it makes u feel better, before sitting u down on the bed, special sex towel under ur hips. n she crawls behind u, bracketing u in her big strong legs, letting u run ur hands up n down her thick thighs while she places her warm hands on ur tummy, kneading n squeezing n leaving kisses on ur neck. then she goes lower, n lower, n lower, until she's hovering over ur sensitive lil pussy. she hums, asking for ur permission, to which u nod so much she laughs a lil bit n places a kiss on ur cheek.

she dips her fingers into the wetness building up at ur achy lil hole, taking that slick up to ur clit n rubbing tight lil circles that make ur breathing stutter n ur hips twitch. she doesn't even care that her fingers are turning pink from the mixture of wet n blood, only focusing on her girl n what she needs from her. so she takes her other hand n coats it in ur juices, go slow n steady as she eases one finger into u, her breathing getting heavier as u whine out for her.

she pushes in and out, adding another finger n rubbing ur clit just the way u like it, whispering praises into ur ear n leaving kisses anywhere she can reach. 'that's it, that feel good my pretty girl?' 'just want u to feel good baby'

n she's making u so needy that u reach up with one hand to play with ur nipples, the other hand gripping at abby's thigh, n when she sees what ur doing she lets out a moan of her own, picking up the pace of her hands until ur panting n whining n tearing up bc it feels so fuckign good and its so goddamn messy. ur inner thighs are covered in pink slick, the towel is so wet, n ur so sweaty, abby thinks you look fucking gorgeous. she starts whispering more and more praises to u, listening for the tell tale hitch in ur breathing n she finally gets it, curling her fingers up into the gushy little spot inside u that makes u cave inwards, only held in place by abby's strength. she continues her assault on that sweet spot, moaning into ur ear as she feels ur walls start to clench n convulse, ur clit swollen n pulsing against her fingers faster n faster as u fall apart for her. she slows down her hands before stopping completely, letting u catch ur breath as she places soft kisses on ur shoulder n cheek. u turn ur head to her n lean against her shoulder, leaving a wet kiss there as u smile up at her n go 'thank u baby'. she just looks at u n leaves a soft kiss on ur lips, whispering a lil 'anything for my baby' before moving to get u cleaned up n comfy <3

[fangswbenefits]

Miguel and Sweet Girl trying fruit punch flavored cotton candy for the first time!

Okay…. this is making me feel so soft and fuzzy 😭🩷

Sweet girl would tell him he has something in the corner of his mouth and would just kiss the stray cotton candy away hehehe 🥺

[wishuponroses]

With spooky season nearly upon us and thanks to Nintendo's Emio ad that dropped in July, I decided to jump onto the Famicom Detective Club bandwagon, Nintendo's own visual novel series. I recently finished Emio last week and cried over its emotional story and wonderful cast, and just last night, completed The Girl Who Stands Behind which I also enjoyed!

The only unfortunate case (haha funny pun), is that I've decided to play this series backwards via newest to oldest entry in the series. (This only leaves The Missing Heir which I'll get around to soon)

So... these two. Taro and Ayumi. They make me feel butterflies. Their budding friendship and his little crush on her is cute. I love Taro's sense of protectiveness around her, and he'll become reckless enough to make sure that Ayumi's safe and out of harm's way. How he becomes jealous of a school friend in Ayumi's life during the events of the third game. She's so soft-spoken, quiet yet determined. A little oblivious, but I find her design and personality charming.

The duo definitely put their heads together during these investigations, and really seem to enjoy working together as a team and just enjoy each other's presence in general. How they seem to balance each other out, and hopefully both characters will continue to grow within another game in the future. Who knows what will happen.

There's a warm and fuzziness to them that I can't put my finger on. 🩷