#sotight

[ryomens-vixen]

Can you handle Brahms Nanami? This one is for the Femme Doms♡... Kinda btw this will be short because I am not good at writing Nanami yet

Summary: You moved into this house that was said to be haunted by a porcelain doll... When all you found was a porcelain man.

Content: Yandere tendencies, Sub to Dom Nanami, Pet names, Mommy/Daddy kink, Smut.

Word Count: 🤷🏾‍♀️you know how this goes sis... Good luck.

"You can't leave me, Y/N! " , The man with a porcelain mask yelled as you seem to be angrily strutting to the front door with a suitcase in hand. You had gone tired of him keeping you in your own house everyday... But then again was it even your house to begin with?

"Or what Nanami?! What will you do?! I'm not going to allow you you hold me prisoner in my own house, damn it?! " You snapped back at him immediately after stopping at the door, turning around the look at him.

Both of you quietly stared at one another for a minute or two before kento took a few steps further. Your chest just barely touching his as he stared down at you, but your irritation was unwavering to his intimidation tactic especially once you placed a hand on your hip. He just knew right then and there it wasn't long before you actually up and moved out leaving him to his lonesome so Kento did the next best thing... Beg.

"Nanami? What are you-"

"Please..." He slowly got onto both of his knees, gazing up at you while both of his hand firmly gripped your legs, and with pleading eyes he begged.

"Please, Y/N...I'll be good I promise~"

This was new, this.. This was so hot it shot electricity straight to your core. You were absolutely wet from the way he kneeled, to the grip of his hands, and to the softness of his soft. "Really? You'll be a good boy for me Kento?" You greeted his plea with the same softness his word gave, Giving his face a gentle stroke once you squatted to his eye level. "Wanna show mommy how good of a boy you can be?"

He only nodded muttering a "yes ma'am" under his breath

Oh he'll show alright... He'll definitely show you how good he can be~

Before you knew it you were back in your master bedroom with this large, blonde haired, "gentle giant" burying his fingers as deep as his can past your warm, wet entrance. He definitely has you right where he wants you.. Underneath him hearing the music that is those sweet moan he gets you to make. Maybe he'll beg you to stay more often if it has you this wet.

The way your body would jerk and tremble every time Kento curved his fingers to meet that sweet spot of yours was a sight to behold. His cock was so hard it could probably burst out of his pants right now. Kento just wanted to be inside you, but in order to do that he had to ask first- he always asks even though you belong to him. Once he felt that you were reach your next orgasm he stopped leaving your hole clenching for nothing and you hips bucking for some kind of friction.

"Mnnf! Kenny why did you stop?!" You whined desperately as you watched him stand from the bed to undress himself.

"Because.. I want to make Mommy feel even better, but I can't do with just my fingers... May I?" He spoke in such a gentle way to you, but his actions spoke a much more aggressive tone. Grabbing you by the ankle yanking your body to the edge of the bed not even giving you a chance to speak all you could feel was his cock entering your tight hole while he reached behind the knees to push your legs damn near to your chest.

"OhFuck.. So fuckin' Good..." You said in a very audible gasp.

Kento let out of groan in response to your begging cunt clenching around him. It was always nights like these where he'd get what he wants, when he wants it. You staying in this house was one of those things- You can never leave Nanami not as long as you lived.

"Tell me, tell me yo- F~Fuck...SoTight~, You'll stay..say it!" He said with a good smack to your thigh as he continued his rough pace into your core.

"I'll stay, I'll stay! J-just keep f.. Fuuuckin' be like this Daddy, Please~! "

"Atta Girl.. You'll stay.. Stay with me Forever.."

I'm so sorry that this sucks I'm currently fighting to finish kinktober and writersblock!

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[randomtiggythings]

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[miafluxxx]

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[asiambknight]

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[invisibledevour]

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[saltedsolenoid]

SYDNEYSQUEEZES YOU SOTIGHT

BEING SQUEEZED BEING SQUEEZED BEING SQEUUAAAAAAAAA--

[SYDNEY has disintegrated into dust, leaving nothing behind. She blows away in the wind. You look for any clue that he ever existed, and see only a NECKLACE made of a vial filled with dried purple flowers, hanging from a silver chain.]

Take the necklace?

Yes_ No_

[bruhstories]

Yes, Daddy

summary: it's stepdaddy!zeke, there's no need for a summary xD pairing: stepfather!zeke x stepdaughter!reader warnings & content: stepcest, unprotected sex, fingering, spitting, lots of daddy mentions, oral sex (male receiving) word count: 1.5k

a/n: danger! this is very self-indulgent, i'm so sorry

You couldn't understand why your mother wanted to get married after your father left. The two of you were perfectly fine just by yourselves. She kept yapping about how a man could offer you stability and security, but you knew better — you knew your mom just wanted to get laid, and since she was almost 50, no one sane man of her age would marry her. She looked good for her age, so it was no surprise when she finally brought home her boyfriend. What was surprising was that Zeke was twenty years younger than your mother. Hell, you were closer to his age than her — he was only nine years older than you. But you could completely understand why she fell in love with him. The man was handsome, extremely intelligent, charming and, most importantly, rich. And for some stupid reason, Zeke was dating your mother, a reason you didn't figure out yet.

Then the wedding happened, and your mother was the happiest she'd ever been. You helped pick her dress, organised the whole damn thing to the smallest detail, even tasted the cake. You were going to move out eventually, and decided your mother would feel better if she had someone around her, so you tried to be nice to your new father. Besides, after Zeke moved in with you, you found out he was a pretty cool guy. So cool, that you began to fantasise about him, touching yourself when you heard him fuck your mom through the thin walls that separated your rooms.

You can't sleep. You toss and turn in your bed, you're either too hot, too cold, too tired or too full of energy.

"Fuck." You breathe out, pushing the blanket off of you. Perhaps a glass of milk will help, and so you go downstairs, dressed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a pair of knee socks. You don't expect Zeke to still be awake after the way he the bed screeched an hour ago, yet there he is, watching some documentary about monkeys.

"Can't sleep either?" You walk into the living room and he glances at you, not so subtly admiring your thighs. Maybe you should've put on some panties.

"No. I can't get used to the mattress."

"Huh." You shrug, making your way to the kitchen. "Want some milk?"

"Yes, please." Zeke nods, not taking his eyes off of you. You don't turn the lights on, you know your house like the palm of your hand, and open the fridge, bending down for the jug. The shirt isn't long enough to cover your body once you've bent, and you know that. You count on that.

"Mind if I sit with you?"

"Not at all."

You hand him the glass of milk before plopping on the couch, thighs exposed to the viewing pleasure of your stepfather. Neither of you is paying any attention to the TV, but you both pretend to be immersed in the documentary. Until you become adventurous and rest your hand on his knee. He doesn't flinch.

"You've got some milk..." Zeke points at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? Did I get it off?"

"No. Here, let me." He wipes the drop with his index finger. Swiftly, before he can remove his hand, you poke your tongue out, giving his finger a slow lick. He's frozen, and you take advantage of this to suck on his index, not breaking eye contact for one second.

"Thanks." You flash him a smile after removing his finger out of your mouth with a pop. You're threading on thin ice, and it's about to crack by the looks of his growing bulge.

"Do you think it's appropriate for you to suck on your stepfather's fingers like that?" Zeke's condescending tone makes you squeeze your thighs together, and he leans closer to you.

"You could've removed them from my mouth, daddy." Your hand travels from his shoulder to his chest. "Makes me think you liked it. That's not very appropriate either, is it?"

"Why, you little... slut." His calloused fingertips graze over your collarbone before snaking around your throat. You whimper at the tightness of the grip, a smile creeping on your lips. "Shh, you wouldn't want your mother to wake up, would you?" You shake your head, half-lidded eyes watching his every move. Zeke releases your throat and you already lifted your shirt. "So eager to please."

"Mmm, I wanna please you, daddy. Wanna make you feel good." Your hand is desperately trying to pull his cock out but Zeke has you pinned to the couch by your shoulders.

"Bet you've got a tight cunt." He licks his lips, imagining how you'd clench around his throbbing dick. "Bet you're also soaked."

"Why don't you see for yourself?" You take him by surprise with a kiss that's so wrong, but that feels so right. Zeke kisses you back, tongue exploring your mouth like it's uncharted territory while his hand snakes between your thighs. You're not fighting him by any means, no. In fact, you spread your legs so he can have all the access he wants, seemingly satisfied by your actions. And he's right, you're dripping for him.

"Am I wet enough for you, daddy? Bet that old hag is so dry." You don't know what possesses you to say those things, you never hated your mother. But Zeke just has that effect over you and you can't even think anymore.

"Now, now," he shoves two fingers between your folds and you throw your head back, "that's no way to speak about your mother."

"Oh, p-please, as if you give a shit about h-her!"

"Hmm, it's true. I wanted to break up with her until I met you. And I knew I had to make you mine." Zeke adds another finger, curling them up to hit your sweet spot. "I'm glad you're not as stupid as your mother."

"Shit, fuck me, please! Wanna feel your cock inside me, daddy!"

"Needy whore. Do you beg other boys like this?"

"N-no, just you! Only you!"

"Good, because starting today, you're not allowed to see other men. Not after I fuck you."

Finally, you think, finally he wants you. You bite on your lower lip when he spits on his cock, the glistening tip pushing at your entrance as you squirm and whimper. Zeke is by far the biggest man to fuck you, and you're sure you'll be sore tomorrow. Inch by inch, he bottoms out, filling a whole no one could have filled. Manicured fingernails dig into his shoulders for support because the man is so feral and aggressive, you feel the couch sliding back with every thrust. And your face — it's a sight for sore eyes, the way your lips form an O when he fucks into you, the way your eyes roll when his cock grazes over your cervix. He drinks you in, that's a fact.

"Fuck, you're sotight." Zeke grabs your chin, fingers pressing into your cheeks. "Open that filthy mouth."

You obey, thinking he might kiss you, but the man merely spits into your mouth and you clench your spongy walls around his cock, swallowing before he can tell you to do it.

"Good slut." He praises you and you feel your cheeks burning, chanting his name like a prayer. "As much as I love you mewling like a bitch in heat," Zeke shoves three fingers in your mouth, "I need you to shut the fuck up."

You nod, eyes filled with lust and desire as he fucks into your poor cunt. The harder he thrusts, the more you want him, and so you buck your hips, earning a low growl from your stepfather.

"That's right, take it like the whore you are."

You want to ride him, want to scream his name, but you can't, not with your mother upstairs, but at this point, you don't even care if she hears you — all you want is the sweet release of your orgasm that's been building up for some time now. Zeke can feel your need by the way you pant and arch your back, and he decides to let you have it.

"Be a good girl and rub that clit for daddy, yeah?"

You don't waste any more time and do as you're told, frantically touching yourself, clenching your muscles before relaxing them with muffled moans. He seems satisfied by your little performance, slowly pulling his throbbing cock out of your sore, soppy cunt.

"You gonna suck and swallow, love?" He removes his fingers from your mouth, coated in your saliva, drool dripping down your chin.

"Yes, yes, yes!" You answer him eagerly, tentatively falling to your knees and without a warning, you take him into your mouth.

It doesn't take much to make Zeke come — with hollowed cheeks, you bob your head up and down, back and forth, palming his balls and swirling your tongue around his cock and he's putty in your hands. When he's close, he holds your head back so that you don't miss a single drop of his cum and, like the good stepdaughter you are, you swallow the entire load with a smile on your pretty face. Zeke mockingly pats your head and you look at him with glossy eyes.

"Same time, tomorrow?"

"Yes, daddy."

[aliceyabusamesoneball]

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[alignandtrust]

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[timberwolfn7-blog]

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