#sp!t kink

[submissivebabygirl99]

[just-a-forest-nymph]

🕷️🕸️ you’ll cum in my trap won’t you? 🕸️🕷️

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I’m so excited for Halloween 🎃🦇✨goodnight everyone!!

[loserlezz]

to everyone wanting me to spit on them,

enjoy~

men dni

[miinxo]

For the freaks who like spit

[loserlezz]

more spit… teehee

men dni

[lecarouge]

bachira and his oral fixation

[paralelpark]

hear me OUT

oc whose saliva is colored red like blood

[shintaru]

I’m gon’ make you feel it

KINKTOBER m.list ♡ windbreaker taglist

Warnings: Chris D’Char, Joker, Harry, size kink, protected & unprotected sex, creampie, blow job, implied cunnlingus

He just got finished eating you out and he’s already pulled his cock out grabbing a condom tearing it open, rolling it down his length. You watch in disbelief “You’re bigger than I expected.” You reply. You knew he’d be big he’s 7’2 above the average height so of course he had to be big but not this big you thought.

Placing one hand on his cock lining up with your entrance and the other on your lower abdomen “I’m glad I exceeded your expectations” he says with a big smile while thrusting his full length into you in one thrust making you gasp “That’s no-t, ah what I- meant” you say.

You never felt this full with any of the other guys you slept with. “But look how good you take it” he replies while pounding into you with a smile stretched across his face leaving you a moaning mess underneath him. "It feels so good when you stretch me out" you moan as he takes your thighs pushing them further apart and pressing them as far as they can go into your chest.

Your vision is blurring with tears, legs shaking from pleasure and exhaustion. The only thing keeping them in place is Chris’s hands. “Aww your legs are trembling does it feel that good?” your legs are now over his shoulders as he continues fucking you with a savage pace.

You don’t know how much longer you can hold out, you can tell he’s close too. You try covering your mouth not wanting to disturb your neighbors with all the noise “Don’t cover your mouth let them hear you” Chris says while removing your hands from your mouth and holding them above your head.

Your moans grow louder and louder with each thrust, along with the sound of skin slapping against skin. You can feel his breath against your lips, and the heat from your bodies. He brushes his lips against yours before finally kissing you. He leaves a harsh slap to your ass making you gasp allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth.

“Cum with me” you moan breaking the kiss. Thrusting into you one last time feeling you tighten around him, he spills his cum into you. You moan his name as you finally come undone yourself. He pulls out and lays beside you pulling you to his chest while you both catch your breath. “I knew you could take it” he whispers into your ear as you drift off to sleep.

(I’d let him fold me in half and have his way with me)

Joker had you on your knees after he fought with Wooin. He was pissed that Wooin didn’t believe him or take his side. Now he’s taking it out on your throat. You pull your mouth off of him with a loud pop sound, wiping the saliva dripping from your chin “You’re too big, I can’t take all of you in my mouth” you tell him.

“You can take it” he says grabbing your hair and thrusting into your throat. Gagging on his length with tears streaming down your face, you grip his muscular thighs watching his head fall backwards with his lips parting. He looks so good like this it’s unreal, like he was sculpted from the gods.

You wish you could engrave the image in your mind. Your nose continues to brush against his stomach every time his tip hits the back of your throat. Both of his hands are on the sides of your head as he thrusts in and out of your mouth. You’re eyesight is starting to grow foggy and it’s getting harder and harder to breathe.

You look up at him with tear-stained eyes clawing at his thigh but his thrusts don’t let up. “You’ll swallow all that I give you, right?” He tells you. You try nodding your head but you don’t have much room to move. You know he’s close, his thrusts are starting to become sloppy.

You swirl your tongue around his click trying to bring him closer to his release. With one last thrust, he spills his load into your mouth making you swallow every last drop. He pulls himself out of your mouth causing you to cough and gasp for air.

Your mouth is covered with spit, before you can clean yourself up he leans down cupping your chin and raising it slightly so you look up at him. “sorry for being so rough” he says while pulling you in for a kiss. “I like it when you’re rough with me.” You reply.

He drags you over to the bed and gently pushes you down pulling your bottoms off and spreading your thighs apart. Getting on his knees placing soft wet kisses all down your inner thighs. You can feel his earring tapping against your inner thigh with each movement as he tastes you. “what are you doing?” You ask “Returning the favo,” he says while making eye contact with you.

(I’d get on my knees for him any day, he wouldn’t even have to ask i would always be ready)

He pulls you onto his lap after freeing his cock from the confines of his shorts. Looking down at its swollen pinkish-red mushroom tip leaking precum you take in the sight of his almost monstrous cock.

“OH- is that going to fit?” You think out loud. He flashes you his crazy smirk “I’ll let you control the pace if you’re scared” he says. You nod your head helping him line up with your entrance. Harry’s eyes glued to your pussy.

Watching the way his tip stretches your lips further apart as you slowly guide his tip through the first ring of muscle moaning cause of the stretch and pain. His tip is barely inside and you can’t take anymore. Tears are forming in your eyes you are praying they don’t stream down your face.

“Give me a minute” you tell him. “Take all the time you need” he says while rubbing circles into your inner thighs. You move down on him again slowly until his tip is fully inside.

You bring your hips down on him further stopping when he’s halfway in “It hurts” you tell him crying “it’s your first time, don’t push yourself too hard” he replies you know he wants this as bad as you but he’s still being patient with you. He’s normally not a patient man, especially when it comes to fried chicken. so it takes you by surprise to see how gentle he’s being with you right now.

You slowly adjust to his massive size, feeling more comfortable with him inside you lower yourself taking all of him in one swift motion. You try lifting your hips but Harry stops you.

Harry likes that you’re struggling to take him he feels proud of himself but at the same time, he doesn’t like hurting you or seeing you cry. “Let’s stay like this, you can ride me next time,” he says pulling you onto his chest rubbing your lower back softly pulling the blanket over you. You begin relaxing in his arms, and the both of you soon fall asleep in this position.

(I can take him, not in a fight)

Dedications @inosukehana @cozyunderworld @rossesnd

[loserlezz]

Youd be such a drooly little slut, perfect porn for me to get off to.

I already am >_<

[soullessdianthus]

Pervy!Rudy pls? I don’t see much for him but godddddd I need it

A/N: JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST, you can't imagine how loud I screamed and kicked my feet, when I saw this request! I like Rudy so much, he deserves more attention! For sure will write for him more! Some headcanons and a little story at the end!

Warnings: perverted mind, but Rudy is a possessive softie, nsfw (masturbation, scent kink, touching under the table, some dirty convos in Spanish?, inappropriate dry humping to warm reader)

✧°. Rudy is very aware of his perversion. He knows he shouldn’t imagine doing anything deviant with you or it shouldn’t make his manhood painfully hard. He was way beyond that age of sudden boner because of a girl. 

✧°. But since you had been transferred by your superior to be stationed with Los Vaqueros, Rodolfo couldn’t keep his eyes or thoughts off of you. Somehow every interaction with you became exciting, intoxicating even, making his heartbeat go faster. 

✧°. Especially in the evenings that were lonely, when everything slowly quietens down, soldiers going back to their dorms after a long day. Perv!Rudy would lie in his bed, staring at the ceiling or trying to focus on a book, but the uncontrollable desire forces him to recall your last interaction with him, when one of his palms sneak under the hem of sweatpants onto his throbbing dick. Rodolfo just needed to get rid of that tension and fantasies of you were the only solution! :(

✧°. He could picture your face really well, the sound of your voice and laughter. Also those whimpers or heavy breathing while on a mission that caused you to be so exhausted. 

✧°. Perv!Rudy would like to make you tired in a different way though. He would show you how beautiful you are and how good care he would take of something that was completely his. 

✧°. Your person had become a sort of one, big fantasy of his, since your presence brought him comfort on a daily basis. You were so kind and sweet to him – sitting with him and Alejandro in the canteen, politely listening to their stories or tacky jokes.

✧°. At some point Rodolfo offered to teach you Spanish. Of course you knew some, but weren’t fluent and it might come handy while being in Mexico with them. Obviously he suggested such a deal to spend more time with you. 

✧°. And not long after, you two were walking everywhere together. If not interrupted by Alejandro, of course.

✧°. “Quiero agarrar tu culo, chiquita. [sp.: I want to grab your ass, little girl]”

✧°. “You want to… my… sorry, what? I don’t know those words, Rudy.”

✧°. “Don’t worry. You will.” 

✧°. He tried to be sneaky about his dirty remarks, but Rodolfo missed the point in time, when you began understanding conversations in Spanish. He noticed only when he said something similar again and your cheeks flushed bright pink. But it was just a silly joke, right? 

✧°. Perv!Rudy was hypnotized with your smell – he couldn’t determine if it was a detergent you washed your clothes with or a body wash that cleansed your soft, smooth skin from the dirt. If he only got a chance to stand close to you, he would discreetly inhale the scent of your hair. 

✧°. Perhaps, when he was standing right behind you, correcting your posture as you aimed forward at the shooting range, his head leaning over your shoulder to devour the sweet scent of yours.

✧°. And it got him thinking, what would your pussy smell like? What would your juices taste like on his tongue? Divine for sure. <3

✧°. Perv!Rudy would be strong on “marking his territory”. If you ever mentioned that you were cold near him, he would give you his hoodie without hesitation or doubt. The sight of you in the oversized clothing — a belonging of his, drenched with his scent and sweat would make Perv!Rudy go feral.  

✧°. Due to his hospitality and kindness it didn’t take long before you fully trusted the sergeant major. You didn’t mind his touches, even when he kept his hand over your shoulder or back almost all the time. His touch was warm and gentle. Always. 

✧°. You weren’t uncomfortable even when he began to playfully squeeze the plush of your thigh under the canteen’s table like it was his stress ball. 

✧°. Because Rodolfo is a thigh man, you cannot convince me otherwise. If you ever happen to wear thigh socks around him, he would pass out from euphoria.

✧°. One time, he saw a basket filled with your clean clothes and a certain pair of panties caught his attention. You left the laundry room for a moment as one of your friends pulled you out for some gossip. Perv!Rudy hesitated for a while before he snapped those panties from the clothes pile and tucked them into his pants’ pocket. 

✧°. Later that evening he would inspect the cotton material, pouring between his fingers, before wrapping it around his pulsating and leaking shaft. Rodolfo would pump hips into his own fist, thinking what you would look like, sitting here beside him and helping Rudy with his aching erection. :( 

✧°. He needed your help so badly – your innocent looking eyes glued to his face, waiting for further instructions on how to satisfy Sergeant Parra by stroking his thick, meaty shaft. 

✧°. Lately, while a mission went very, very wrong – you found yourself and Rudy being taken down the river by its stream. You managed to pull yourself and Rodolfo out of the agitated waters. 

✧°. Your clothes were soaked, tightly fitting to your feminine figure and the loud gasps you took for air – it was the first thing Rudy registered after you pulled him out of the river. He felt your hand pressed against his chest as you coughed out some water. 

✧°. Perv!Rudy was more than grateful and he couldn’t wait until there was a possibility to show how much he appreciated it. Sergeant found an abandoned cabin in the nearby woods – it was your camp for the night, as the dusk had fallen. 

And, oh no! Your walkie talkies were destroyed by the water! You had to wait until the rescue team would find you!

You were walking back and forth between one wall and another, trying to warm up. Every piece of clothing you and Rudy had on was drenched, the chilly air of the night only worsened the feeling of cold. 

A strong shiver shook your body and arms entangled around your torso, while his gaze was stuck on your trembling form. He was getting worried. 

━ We should take those clothes off and let them dry. ��� Rodolfo was older than you and therefore more experienced in crises like this. You knew he was right, but somehow hesitated for a moment, before removing your tactical vest.

━ Yeah, but wouldn’t it be… um, weird? 

You expressed your worries, you didn’t want to make anyone feel uncomfortable! Just as you placed the gun holster and vest on the old, dusty table, next to his gear and weapon, the sergeant stepped closer. 

━ ¿Por qué? ━ Rudy asked, before pulling your long sleeved shirt through your head as you obediently raised your hands in the air. It took every inch of his willpower not to roam over your exposed chest with his palm. ━ If we go in the hypothermia, we’ll be dead in the morning. Nothing weird here, chiquita. 

He was right, the nights in Mexico during winter were cold and you just got out of the river. You had no extra clothes and starting a fire was off the table. 

Both of you continued stripping until all you had left was your underwear. Out of curiosity you took a look at his almost bare form, only his boxers covering some flesh. Rodolfo gathered some old blankets he found in the abandoned cabin and placed them on the floor.

Meanwhile you felt helpless – there was nothing more to do to warm yourself up. Your only option here was a walking radiator in front of you, your comrade Sergeant Parra. You stalked his movements as he moved through the room, placing blankets down. And before you knew, he was reaching his hand in your direction.

━ Ven aquí [sp.: Come here]. ━ Rudy slid himself under the big blanket, before inviting you to join. 

You didn’t hesitate for long, before laying down next to Rodolfo. You turned your back to him and grabbed the edge of the blanket, trying to keep the warm within its space. 

A little gasp escaped your mouth, when Rudy wrapped his bulky arm around your waist and pulled you into his muscular chest. His stomach was tightly clinging to the small of your back, his head almost leaning over your shoulder. The short hairs all over his thighs tickled your own limbs. 

━ You’re shaking. ━ He noticed with a worry audible in his voice. With your body pressed to his, he could feel each spasm of a muscle that indicated your early stage of hypothermia. 

━ I-It’s okay, I will w-warm up in a mi-minute. 

You were the textbook example of a woman with low blood pressure and freezing cold hands. You were almost always cold, but in a situation like this it only meant troubles – you couldn’t warm up properly. 

━ Shit, we got to do something about his, no? Don’t want you to freeze here, chica.  

Rudy’s arm that was entangled around your waist, reached down to the hem of his boxers. He took out his cock and began stroking it just like he liked it. Like he always did when thinking of you. 

━ R-Rudy, what are you…

━ Shhh ━ Rodolfo silenced you, his cheek resting a little higher than your temple ━ trust me on this one. 

When the sergeant finally was hard and aroused enough, he placed his cock between your soft thighs, so high up it clung tightly to your clothed pussy. You shifted slightly, but Rudy placed his hand on your hip, keeping you in one place.

He began slowly rolling his hips, sliding between your clenched thighs. His erect cock was almost pushing between your folds to rest between them.

━ R-Rudy, mhm. ━ You whimpered as the warmth of arousal slowly began spreading through your cold body. 

━ It feels better, yes? ━ Rodolfo asked, proud of himself and thanking the God for creating such circumstances where he could finally make you his girl. You only nodded weakly. ━ I need you to tell me, how does it feel now?

━ I-It feels g-good.

Rudy released your hip as it didn’t seem you would wriggle away now. He sneaked a hand through your hip and pubic bone to slightly pull the material of your panties to the side. Only then he could continue rubbing against your bare core, sliding easily due to your arousal. 

The tip of his cock was repeatedly teasing your swollen clit with the firm thrust of his hips. You let Rodolfo gently rock your body in a suitable rhythm. 

━ That’s right, just relax, bonita. Let me warm you up. 

Only when Rudy praised you, you managed to relax, feeling each limb more heavy and slack. His arm entangled around your waist again, the man’s palm making its way under the bra you were wearing. He wanted to play with your pretty breasts, that were tempting him for so long. 

You began to mewl and moan, when suddenly approaching your sweet climax. Your hand reached backwards to grab Rodolfo’s short hair, his heavy panting audible in your ear. 

With each thrust he kept slapping his front against your plump bum. Once he even released your breast to slap your jiggling ass and admire the red mark in the shape of his hand.

━ Rodo-oh-lfo! I’m gonna… ━ you squeezed your eyes shut, before any tears could escape them. Your little whimpers became almost pathetic ━  please. 

━ Good girl, come on, come on. You can do this. 

With a few more thrust against your sensitive nub with his throbbing cock, you felt the strong wave of ecstasy washing over you, causing the back of your head to dig into Rodolfo’s shoulder. 

Soon after you, he followed and reached sweet orgasm too – his length spasming and spurting cum onto your cunny and thighs. 

When you both began to calm down after sharing a sexual high, he turned you around to make you face him. Rudy couldn’t stop admiring your flustered face, lips slightly swollen and red. He traced their outline with his thumb, before peppering your cute face with kisses. 

Rodolfo kept your body flush to his, so no body warmth would waste as he kept praising you for being a good girl for him. He would watch over you while the side of your face sank into his chest muscles and you drifted off to sleep. 

Now, when you were properly heated, he didn’t have to worry about you getting yourself into hypothermia.

[lalunanymph]

BLACKMAIL KISS — h. ran

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── a single night of rebellion against your husband, the mayor of Tokyo, in an underground Roppongi club, traps you right in Haitani Ran's web of blackmail and deceit—where every move you make could potentially be your last one.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── a bonten!haitani ran miniseries inspired by hametsu no itte

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── bonten timeline, fem!reader, wife!reader, reader is feminine coded (wears dresses, heels, makeup), heavy angst, heavy tones of cheating/infidelity, D@RK CONTENT, blackmail, political drama, non-con recording, drügging, mentions of alcohol & drügs, D*m/s*b dynamics, non-c0n -> dub-c0n, expl!cit photos, canon typical v!olence, corruption k!nk, unprotected s*x, n!pple play, sh/ibari, B/D/S/M, voyeurism, edg!ng training, tease and den!al, org@sm control, phone s*x, smok!ng, publ!c play, g@gs, impact p!ay, pr@ise + degradation, roleplay (forced prost!tuition), mentions of conceiving, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of m!scarriage, pet names (baby, love, slüt), collars, b0dy writing, throat fücking, d@ddy kink, sp!t play, finger!ng, or@l s*x, rindou is a simp for his girlfriend, süspension p!ay, publ!c s*x, n!pple clamps, mentions of v!brators, overstimulat!on, k!dnapping, tortüre, more tags to be added...

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ─── bittersweet blackmail with this playlist

{{𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗}}

#1: i made another mistake

#2: the way you bend, the way you break

#3: when the curtains call the time

#4: will we both be satisfied?

#5: love's the death of peace of mind

#6: will we both go home alive?

#7: i miss the way you say my name

... more tba

{ rbs to boost are appreciated !! }

© all works belong to lalunanymph. do not copy the concept, sentence structures and scenes without prior permission from the creator.

[skywlker-sluvtt]

𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒚 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓

𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏 + 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙/𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈

kinktober masterlist

anakin x fem!reader warnings: dirty talk, phone sex, mommy kink (only a lil), masturbation (m&f), not rlly edited sorry baes word count: 750

You’d been away on a mission for almost a month now. Anakin was frustrated that he wasn’t involved in the mission. Only because that meant he was separated from you for longer, he could care less about the siege right now. All he wanted was you. Needed was you. Alone in his quarters, he’d give almost anything to just hear your voice it would help to just tip him over the edge. Finally cum after a month. But he was stuck here with a throbbing hard-on until you answered his desperate messages.

Anakin: Hey baby Anakin: How’s the mission? Anakin: Please call me Anakin: I need you Anakin: I’m begging you babe it’s horrible Anakin: One image attached

That one image had you running to your private quarters on the ship you were currently aboard. Opening it you were pleased to see how desperate he was. The tip of his cock was almost purple, he looked even bigger than usual. His hard-on pressed against the silky fabric of your pillow. You were never one for a holo-dick-pic before Anakin, he somehow made it look so good.

Instead of responding you called, he’d like that much more. His image flashed in front of you and you grinned. “It’s only been a month sweetheart” You teased admiring his shirtless frame. His curls were mussed all over his head, he always looked sexy when he got messy. “Only a month? Are you crazy? Baby I haven’t cummed in a month” He explained. “Poor thing” You cooed teasingly. Just from your voice, he was already rutting against the pillow. “Take your top off” He said watching you intently. “You have 15 minutes” You smirked removing your complicated layers of robes. “I’ll only need five” Anakin replied making you laugh

As soon as he caught sight of your tits he was moaning even louder. “T-Talk to me” He groaned watching you slide your hands slowly down your thighs inviting him to watch. “You’re such a needy boy Anakin, it’s pathetic” You smiled watching him roll his hips into the pillow. “I miss your touch, I’m needy for you every day” He gasped out. He looked so desperate, fucking against his pillow like a holo-porn star. His durasteel hand clutching the bed. Slipping your hand downward you began to play your clit for him.

“Baby you look so fuckin good, just wish your mouth was on my cock” He sighed. You admired him tirelessly humping your pillow, small whimpers begging for release. The sight had you slipping two fingers into your cunt. “Does my pillow feel good, love? Is it fulfilling your fucked up needs?” You teased. “Uh-huh, I-I hope someone walks in and sees you all sp-spread out for me” He whispers. “Aw, that's so cute you wanna cum thinking about me getting caught?” “Yes, fuck yes” Anakin replied. He was focusing on his tip, rubbing it softly into the material as if it was you.

You moaned quietly working your fingers quicker. “Maybe I’ll have someone come in and fuck me in your place?” You grinned. “No! N-No you’re mine” He growled, you knew it turned him on more his movements became tighter and more focused. “Look at you getting all worked up. Bet that pretty cum is leaking all over my pillow. All wet and needy for my pussy” The more you spoke, the quicker your fingers got. The wet noises of your soaked pussy echoed through the room getting Anakin even more hot and bothered.

He let out a throaty groan watching you tweak your nipple and moan. “Mommy” He gasped. “I wanna eat you out so bad, you-look so wet” He groaned trying to keep his composure. Your pussy gyrated at his words. His thrusts were wild and quite attractive to watch. Anakin's mouth hung open as he gasped for you. “Good boy, cum for me” You smirked nearing orgasm yourself. Your fingers worked desperately as you watched your husband use your pillow for his own pleasure.

With a few more thrusts he came loudly, coating his stomach and pillows in cum. “M-Mommy-baby” He whimpered watching you come undone. Your legs trembled violently as you came for him. His whines were too good to ignore as he overstimulated himself. You were both left in pathetic pants and whines staring at each other through the call. “Thank you” He mumbled you were about to reply before someone was banging at your door. It’d been more than 15 minutes.

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[tinydefector]

Yandere Pharma Mtmte x cybertronian reader,there may be Breeding kink

Medical Malpractice

I had alot of fun writing this one, turns out I may have a thing for the medical bots ^///^

Pharma x cybertronian Reader

Word count: 1.8k

Warning: smut, breeding kink, medical malpractice, valveplug, workplace relationships, mention of a Corpse.

Request and ask open, read pinned post

Pharma Masterlist

_________________

They move around the medical bay, their optics linger on Pharma as they watch him work, the younger Decepticon medic hadn't anticipated what Pharma was like, he was an Autobot after all but he was nothing like an autobot. He scared them to a point with unethical means but if it meant they weren't in his firing line they couldn't careless. He was easy enough to work with, even polite at times when they were both working on patient's. He was a decent boss, that was their main reason for sticking around so long they kept telling themself. 

Pharma pauses in his work, delicately probing mechanisms within another patient's frame, to glance over at the young Decepticon observing him. His visor gleams with cool calculation as his sensors assess the them, noting every flaw and weakness surely embedded within that still-impressionable processor. 

"See something of interest, Decepticon?" he inquires smoothly, every syllable oiled with practised charm. A lesser medic may have snapped at them but he was all too aware of their lingering optics, concerned for battlefield adversaries within their precious medbay was not something he worried about, he knew how to play his assistant well. 

After all, gratitude can work wonders in ensuring willing participation in...certain experiments. And raw fear of him proves such a potent motivator, as well as arousal, as this one's rapid ventilations already begin to show.

His talonlike tools delve within the circuitry once more as he awaits the mech's response, optics glinting cold assessment behind the cordial visor. Few escape unscathed once they catch his notice, his assistant on the other hand was rather illusive and vexing. 

Their optics dart away as they move to the otherside of the medical room, they shift through different items taking notes of stock they would have to let Nickel know they needed, they try to ignore Pharma yet the lingering heat under their plating is beginning to get out of hand.  It makes their plating shutter slightly at the thought of having Pharma bending them over a surface.

They push the thought away before addressing the equipment they would be needing replacements for "Pharma we are going to need more Energon  infusers, welding rods and disk cutters" they call out while taking notes.

"Hmm, we are running through them quicker than I anticipated," replies Pharma smoothly. His helmeted head turns to track the scuttling Decepticon, digits never pausing in their work. "So dutiful of you to keep us well-supplied. I do insist upon only the finest tools for my...experiments."

Those cold optics watch keenly as the young mech shivers under the weight of his intense scrutiny. Fear truly is such a heady elixir for arousal, and one Pharma relishes cultivating with an artist's care.

"Do inform Nickel the list will need amending shortly," he murmurs softly. "Less we have more mishaps, for example..." A swift flick of his wrist, and the patient jerks upon the table, energon jetting from new seams as Pharma smiles behind his visor. He's quick at removing the T-cog. And spark before leaving the body to shut down. His burning gaze settles once more upon his skittish pet project who was twitching from need. "For now. But rest assured, Con,I believe you're in need of a check up" His tone whispers of rapture yet to be unveiled.

Their optics glance at him. "I have a name Doctor" they sneer lightly, they didn't appreciate Pharma's tone. They nearly gasp as one of Pharma's servos wrap around their waist. Whether  he was trying to unsettle them or arousal them, it had left their processor spinning.

"Indeed you do," murmurs Pharma silkily, taloned digits caressing the curve of the smaller Bot's waist. His field washes over them, cold yet stirring, the electromagnetic buzz of a predator toying with doomed prey.

His helm dips close enough that the heat of his vents teases against plating. " I can practically see the Transfluid leaking through your panel darling. Let us simply say you ignite...a passions that science alone could never sate."

With a cruel twist of his grip, he spins the Decepticon to face the operating table once more, pulling them flush against his chassis. His free hand running down their frame to their interface panel, “open it” he states.   

A gasp escapes them as they are pressed against his chassis. Their optics linger on the Corpse on the table that Pharma had been removing parts from. "Sir you will have to try harder" they state,whining loudly as his servos dig into their hips.

Pharma throws back his helm and laughs, the harsh grating sound of grinding metal. His grip only tightens further, denting fine plating as his thumbs press cruel circles into joint lines.

Leaning down to hiss silica-laced words directly against an audial, he purrs "don't tempt me, or i'll rip that panel off myself." They whine even more, bot shuttering lightly 

His free hand caresses up the panel excruciating care. Pharma wrenches their helm back to force wide optics upon the corpse's agonised rictus. "You'll come to understand: you have always, only, ever belonged to me, my dear. You can't even go a full luna cycle without me" He smiles. Lips press against their neck cabling. 

Another cry comes from them as Pharma moves them towards one of the medical berths. "Pharma!" They state optics wide. "Sir if someone walks in!" They try to protest only for him to lean down. Pharma savours each movement against his servos. Their interface panel snaps open, spike pulsing as their valve clenches around nothing.

 their writhing frame an epitome of beauty in unravelling. His engine rumbles in primal triumph to see one so spirited brought to glorious pieces beneath his touch, his digits tease their spike with a few lazy strokes. 

Let them see” he states, not worried. He knew too well that others avoided his medical wing and for good purpose. He drags his digits down their valve pressing in with subtle thrust.  

"Such eager want. your coding sings for me, does it not?" His glossa flickers out, tracing the shell of an auditory sensor. "An apt pupil, to learn so quickly, and taking rather well to the new programming"

Those skilled digits curl within, massaging nodes to wring gasping cries from his trembling assistant. His free hand roams their shivering form with surgical precision, mapping every sensitive wire and line.  

talons messaging cables in their neck before gripping their face. "So needy, and only for me. With how aroused you are I bet I hold your very spark in my hand, and you'd still be a moaning mess for me." His field swells in heady triumph, and he claims their lips in a crushing kiss.

They gasp as his own interface panel snaps open pressing his spike against the plating of their thigh. Their body shutters in anticipation, optics shoot down between their body's as Pharma teases them open more. 

"Primus, Pharma" they call shutter at his words. “Anyone would think you plan on cutting me open” 

Pharma utters a mechanical chuckle at their words, field igniting with surging need at the glorious sight beneath him. Their willing frame laid spread underneath him.

"Tempting, my sweet, rather tempting but no" he purrs, Three of his talons tease their folds, massaging slick fluid as he presses digits deeper before pulling them away. He brings his mouth to their audio, glossa flickering against the shell. "No you belong on my spike, I would have your every sensor calibrated to receive only ecstasy."He shifts, lining himself up. 

Its cruel thrust that has them fluttering around him, desperate sounds spilling from vocalizers. In one slow, relentless glide, he joins with them, deep groans of satisfaction leave him. Optics go wide as their body ceases up at Pharma's thrust. Doors on their back shutter as they arch into the table. They clench tightly around him as he thrust eagerly into them, pleading moans and static whines fall from them. They bite down against neck cables as they cling to him. "Pharma slow down please" they call out.  He claims their lips in a kiss of domination, firmly cementing your place by his side. Praise be to science’s name. 

Pharma rumbles his engine at their mewling cries, though gentles the punishing pace of his thrusts in deference to the request. His field swells to the envelope of their quivering form. A taloned hand strokes their cheek plate with deceptive tenderness. His helm dips to nuzzle the joining of their neck, glossa flickering over new indentations left by his denta. 

"To think, what scientific discoveries we might forge together," he rasps against your audial. "You seem rather receptive to me after the reprogramming and implant" Overload laps at their consciousness like swelling tidewaters, dragging them deeper under his spell. 

Each roll of Pharma's hips has him pressing deeper into them. He lifts one of their legs angling into them at a better angle, They arch into him. The amount of thoughts that run through Pharma's processor, to fill them, watch them bulge, attempt to breed his assistant, test his theory over sparklings. 

Pharma feels the younger mech tremble helplessly beneath his ministrations, sweet cries spilling like sacred hymns from their lips. Their unrestrained pleasure threatens to ignite his coding beyond all reason; never before has one responded so beautifully to the raptures of the flesh.

He captures their lips in a bruising kiss, glossa mapping their mouth with possessive fervour. "My perfect specimen," he rasps against swollen dermas. "Such glorious fulfilment you grant my research… you'd look rather stunning, carrier coding taking you"  Overload laps their awareness in tidal euphoria until the overload in a flurry of moans and cries.

His spike pressed relentlessly within their port, pulsing transfluid flooding their gestational chamber in thick spurts. Pharma moans, Pulling the quivering mech flush against his heaving chassis, Pharma savours the aftershocks, rocking into them as he breeds them. His field washes over their modified form, his coding commending the first stage of modifications for carrying to fruition.  His field sparks triumph as your gestation chamber swells further with transfluid.

"Let's hope the upgrades take hold, sweetness," he purrs against an audio, talons massaging newly-swollen tanks in languid strokes. His free hand caresses the still-filling chamber in utter rapture. "We might just have this figured out soon." His smiles against trembling lips.

"Exquisite" he purrs, talons digging into narrow hips to meet with one last punishing thrust. "To think, the discoveries we shall unveil."

His spike pulses frantically within their clutching valve, engines roaring. Never before has anything reduced the great Pharma to such feral, worshipful frenzy. 

He pulls their limp frame against his heaving chassis as ecstasy's aftershocks continue rippling through their quivering form. 

He nuzzles their faceplate gently, crooning praises as his field washes comfort and adoration over flushed components. "Rest now." Pharma places a reverent kiss to his assistant's forehead, servos mapping new bulges within their abdomen.

He pulls them up off the medical berth as he carries them over to his chair, he sinks down into it as they rest atop of his body, servos trace their back struts as he hums in contentment. It seemed only time would tell if the new modifications would Yield success. 

[taintandviolent]

jimmy w a sp*t or scratching kink

(i apologize)

written to this (dear god jesus lord) tw: spittting, alcohol mention, slight violence.

"Oh, you know what, fuck you, Jimmy Darling!"

Collecting a mouthful of spit, you reared your head back with the devil in your eyes. He'd gotten drunk, yet again, and it didn't really matter that you were drunk too, but he'd put his hands on some girl from the audience, and you'd caught him redhanded. The girl had scampered away as he swore up and down that she didn't mean anything, but he didn't run. At least his mother had raised him not to run away from his problems. Jimmy remained, fists balled up into fleshy, conjoined wads.

"Fuck... YOU!" You said again.

About to launch the saliva at him, you were abruptly slammed against the exterior of his trailer, which creaked with the force of his strength. A drunken fire burned in his eyes as he stared you down, daqring you to say another word. You didn't. You gaped, shocked that he'd gotten so mouthy at you. More than that, he'd gotten physical with you.

Jimmy gripped your mouth, holding it open.

"Y'know.... my ma' always said, if you spit on it, it's yours."

Jimmy's cheeks hollowed as he sucked together a mouthful, before spitting it directly in your open, waiting mouth. Eyes rolling back in your head, your stomach muscles clenched, but not with anger. This time, your core was tightening with arousal. Jimmy pressed his hardness against you, watching raptly as you closed your mouth and swallowed the warm saliva.

a/n: sorry if this was terrible!!! i'm getting in the groove of writing again!

[idontwantotsayimgodbut]

thinking about walking into Welt Yang’s cabin late at night because you can’t sleep …

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cw: fem!reader,SMUT, fingering, praise kink

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Welt heard a couple knocks coming from his door. He reached for his phone to read the time. The room grew slightly illuminated with the light from the phon screen, which read 12:31 am. Begrudgingly, he got up from his bed and went to open his door.

to his surprise, you stood there, gripping a blanket and sleepy eyes. “Y/N? It’s quite late, is there something troubling you?” He asked with genuine concern as he looked at you. “I can’t sleep”, you replied. “Do you have any melatonin gummies I could take or something Mr.Yang?” You asked as your voice sounded tired, which fit the way you looked int the current moment.

Welt leaned on the frame of the door way and frowned. “Unfortunately Y/N, I don’t carry any of those… although you’re welcome to sleep here if you’d like, which is why I assume you’re carrying your blanket?” He replied, with a smirk on his face.

You felt yourself grow flustered. “T-that would be nice”, you mumbled. How could he send you away when you looked so cute? He chuckled, “Please, come in,”, he made way for you to enter his cabin as he closed the door.

“Thank you, Mr.Yang”, you replied softly as you sat on the edge of his bed. He walked closer to you and smiled. “The pleasure’s all mine Y/N”, he mused. He sat next to you on the bed and wrapped his arm around you as you laid your head on his shoulder.

There’s always been an unmistakable bond between you and the 1st Herrscher, one that delved deeper then just platonic touches. He looked at you and cleared his throat. “Y/N… is there a reason you came to my room, specifically?” He questioned. You felt your face grow hot at his question, but maybe, just maybe, he felt his heart beat 100 times when he saw you, like when you saw him. You sighed and whispered, “You make me feel safe”.

He smiled and with his other hand, he caressed your cheek. “Y/N, may I kiss you?” He asked softly, lust, and love glistening in his eyes. You grabbed his hand and placed it above your heart, “Please”, you whispered.

He didn’t waste a second, he swiftly placed his lips onto yours, with fiery passion. He knew exactly what he wanted. After a while, you both pulled away, saliva stringing from both your lips. He pulled you in for another kiss before laying you on his bed, softly. You felt yourself grow more and more aroused.

He kissed you again, again, and again, until you were begging for him. “Are you sure you want this?”, he asked, waiting for your consent. You led his hand to cup your cheek and spoke, “Please, Welt”.

He placed a kiss on your forehead and trailed kisses down your body, until he kissed your clothes pussy, causing you to whimper out in delight. He hummed at your reaction, and carefully took off your pants. “My, my, you’re so wet for me dove”, he mused as he rubbed your pussy through your panties. “Welt, I need you”, you whined, as you felt your body grow hot at his touch.

He reached up and placed a kiss on your lips before he continued. He swiftly slipped you out of your panties, and ran a finger through your slick, causing you to throw your head back in pleasure. “You’re so good for me Y/N”. He stated, his words coated in lust. His words made you whine, “Don’t tease”, you said as you squirmed.

He chuckled as he slowly entered a finger into your pussy, earning a pleasure filled sigh from you. He kissed your thigh as he slowly fingered you, and whispered sweet nothings into your ear. He felt you grow wetter under him. “You can take another finger, can’t you dove?” He whispered, earning a shudder from you and you nodded silently.

He slowly entered another finger into you and sped up his pace, his fingered curled into you and hit your g spot, repeatedly, till your legs were shaking. “Welt I’m, so close”, you moaned out. He continued his fast pace as he spoke. “Come for me, my sweet dove”, and with that, you felt yourself come undone on his bed, panting heavily. He let you ride out your orgasm before he pulled his fingers out of you and licked them clean. “You taste divine” he cooed.

You blushed at his actions. He laid down beside you a whispered. “I’ve grown quite infatuated with you, my dear”. He confessed. You looked over to him and pressed a kiss on his lips. “I feel the same way”, You replied.

“I love you, my dear Y/N”, he spoke as he held you in his arms. “I love you too Welt”, you murmured, before drifting off to sleep.

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A/N: ermmmm HI sorry for disappearing for like 9 months, I very much lost the motivation to write but I am back! And this time with Welt smut, becuase tbh he’s been plaguing my thoughts. Anyways I will (hopefully) be writing more, my asks are open, I still write for genshin and obey me, and now honkai star rail and impact as well! thank you for reading, as always!