#stop itching completely

[eczend]

Which is the Best Treatment for TSW?

When the patients stop using the topical steroids, they have a lot of withdrawal symptoms in them, in the form of burning, redness, flakes, and very severe itching. However, there are ways in which one can manage the condition to allow recovery from the TSW process. We will also discuss TSW treatment options and strategies in this article, which can help people who have been through that whole process.

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[andrewcthomasarchitectllc]

Get Long Lasting Relief: Effectively Treating TWS and Permanent Solutions to Eczema and Psoriasis

Both eczema and psoriasis can be daily struggles against itchiness, irritation, and dryness, long-term conditions that cause these symptoms. However, specialized treatments, such as those based on the TWS method and the all-encompassing approach used with Eczend, do have an end in sight. This, is about a complete cure for both eczema and psoriasis, with stop itching completely altogether, in which the result does show a great difference in overall skin health.

Harnessing the Power of TWS Therapy

TWS treatment for eczema, psoriasis, and ichthyosis works on the principle of treating the bacterial source that lies under the skin. It is a formula from Chinese medicinal herbs. The minute amount of clobetasol included in the formula acts in an adjuvant way to help in the elimination of the inflammation caused by the bacterial source. When applied correctly and after the suggested treatment cycle according to age and severity of skin disease, TWS treatment absolutely stops the itch and gives a way to heal the skin effectively.

How to cure eczema a psoriasis permanently? The management for eczema and psoriasis should be holistic. A proper diet high in omega-3 and hydration can prevent skin drying and hence flare-ups. Daily use of very gentle fragrance-free moisturizers can soothe and hydrate the skin. It will always be less irritated. Avoiding individual triggers, for example, harsh soaps and stress, leads to a reduction in frequency of flare-ups, hence providing a more permanent solution to managing these conditions. The cure for eczema and psoriasis lies in a permanent cure through the treatment of external symptoms and internal triggers at the same time. It is in this connection that Eczend's treatment protocol focuses on continued vigilant observation after the completion of the cycle to avoid recurrence.

Alleviate Itching Completely for Lasting Relief

This helps in stop itching completely, as dry skin mostly aggravates the condition. Due to moisturization, Eczend's cream soothes the relief areas by hydrating and nourishing them, thereby making the treatment cycle very important for the skin to heal. After treatment, the skin should be observed carefully to see if there will be a recurrence of dryness or itching. Dry or itchy skin should prompt reapplication of the cream immediately, because the symptoms will have recurred.

Combine the treatment of TWS with a holistic lifestyle to ensure long-lasting relief and healthier skin. Again, the key is constancy, and Eczend instruction will take you in the direction of the permanent cure of eczema and psoriasis, preventing itching and irritation. Finally, consult your health practitioner to adapt the approach to your unique needs.

[prokyon]

Kass the werewolf

Sketched a portrait of them from before (left) and after (right) their persecution. Here we can see some of Kass's burns which are just starting to heal up and grey a little. They look remarkably alive for somebody who just got stabbed and burned and tossed into the woods, but they are really not feeling well at all right now. It might be about a week afterwards, as the bruising has faded.

Werewolf healing speed is helping them stay alive so far, but they are unable to be assisted in healing by magic as there's no telling how it will interact with their curse. Magic clashes in uncertain conditions, and a clash could be deadly for everyone involved.

The full extent of their scars can be seen on this ref, which wrap around Kass's shoulder and back quite a bit. It will take months of healing and rehabilitation to prevent massive issues with their mobility as the scar tissue tightens their skin, and they have chronic pain from their injuries.

Some more info about them!

Kassandra is a name that they chose to hide their identity and it stuck. Formerly known as Vera Kovách – not exactly a "deadname" but it doesn't work for them anymore. Their transformation journey into accepting themself as a werewolf included coming to terms with their gender identity and leaving their past self behind. They still look on those times fondly, before they became a victim of war.

Their amber eyes are not just a werewolf trait, they were born with this. It marks them as descended from a foreigner (they are a bastard with no care to find out who their father was) since it is not common in their region, and it also gets them in trouble for being possibly "witchy". The vibrancy depends on lighting, and they keep this eye colour when they transform. In both human and wolf forms, they do have eye shine now.

Normally they keep their hair braided and neat for work around the smithy or their mother's tavern, but their unkempt look is understandable given the week they've been having. I guess you could say it's been ruff (okay I'll stop). Their hair is black as pitch, and is different from their wolf form which is a dark brown with creamy undercoat.

They wear a simple silver chain made by their uncle and master smith Theo. They typically keep their jewellery on this chain while working, as they don't like having things that could be caught on their fingers. This goes double now that they can't wear anything restrictive when transforming. Safety first!

Everything about my queer fantasy werewolf novel WIP is in my tag the enby werewolf thing.

[nocentis]

x

[the-penguinspy]

me, when the bad guys are coming after ciri: it's the Them it's THEM oh god from the game what are they called. they. the

the

stormguard

[talesfromthebandgeekmafia]

Holy fucking shit Baldur’s Gate is so good game of the year indeed

[ghoulodont]

by the way i think "his dorm room door clicks closed" is the best single sentence ive ever written in my life

[pixiemage]

"But you already wrote that trope."

[shegetsburned]

obsessed with sukuna who’s inexplicably fascinated by the way you sleep. <𝟑

he does watch you from time to time but you never realize it. not in a creepy way, but more in a curious one. he mostly wonders why you seem to feel so relaxed in his presence, considering he strikes fear into the soul of anyone he comes upon— but not you. there’s something about you. something deeply annoying.

you’re cutely tucked between his sheets, a little drool dripping from your lips to the pillow. you’re completely relaxed, one naked leg sticks out of the covers while the sound of gentle little snores grace sukuna’s ears. defenseless and completely at his mercy but he finds nothing better to do than to stare.

he hasn’t touched you nor does he wish to disturb your sleep. it’s almost a whine of disgust that escapes his lips when you turn in your sleep and snuggle the pillow which smells just like him. you’re so insufferably adorable. sukuna’s fascinated by the way your rested cheek against the pillow makes your lips puffier and the way your breath follows a particularly peaceful rhythm in unison with the movement of your chest.

little did you know, he’s been staring for hours. watching you unintentionally scratch your hair or tighten your grip around the pillow you’ve been hugging tightly against your chest. your hair’s a mess but it flows beautifully with the messy covers of sukuna’s bed and your mouth opens when you’ve finally reached a deeper state of sleep. he has watched every single one of your movements carefully and still cannot pinpoint the reason why he cannot stop staring.

maybe it’s the fact that you’ve confidently assured him hours prior that you’d never sleep in the company of someone like him. failing miserably when the softness of the sheets overcame your stubbornness. or maybe it’s the way you’ve tried reaching for him even through the night. he had every intention not to allow you to touch him, but the time finally came when he was asleep and your hand found its place on his chest, following the breathing of his burning heart.

remembering how careless you both were disgust him. allowing you to touch him is one thing— because, yes, he allowed you, but to occupy his every thought every since you met him is infuriating. he couldn't even catch a break when you were sleeping. there’s a reason why he felt the need to stay and, of course, he’d refuse to ever admit that he had gone soft on you.

no.

he wants you to be terrified of him. he wants you to fear his name and worship the ground he walks on. he wants to feed on your tears and delight himself on your cries.

does he, though?

"’kuna.."

here it is again. you’re mumbling his name in your sleep and it takes every fibre of his being not to shut you up. an irritation. an itch in his plan. that’s what you were. a nuisance he needed to take care of. his hand moves on its own towards your neck, pointy nails ready to tear your skin apart but seems to stop just over your jaw. an hesitant groan almost wakes you up before you’re lulled back to sleep with long digits simply grazing your cheek.

"shut it, woman."

and before you know it, he’s caging you in his arms, breathing pattern slowly synching with yours while his other hands cover both of your bodies under the warm blankets of his comfortable bed. he won’t let you go until he’s rested and the king of curses does need a exaggerated amount of sleep with you snuggled against his chest.

© shegetsburned 2024 please do not repost/edit/or claim my writing as your own.

[eczend]

Why Must You Choose Natural Skin Care Products For Eczema?

Millions of people suffer eczema or psoriasis, the two skin conditions that are the most common on this planet. With the suffering comes health problems and discomfort in pain, as some people experience it; hence the need for care to find the best Natural skin care products for psoriasis. Medicine has options for treating such skin disorders, yet many patients prefer natural skincare products, which are very soft and light yet prove to be effective. If you want to soothe your skin the natural way, this guide will introduce you to some of the best Natural skin care products for psoriasis and psoriasis.

[kismetlotts]

call of duty p-links -`◇´-

♡︎ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴀᴛ ♡︎

18/21+, MDNI, mature themes

triggering, upsetting and explicit content below

proceed at your own risk ⬏

Simon Ghost Riley

Riding Colleague Simon Riley and watching his cold, harsh exterior shatter, revealing this broken, needy man beneath who almost submits to tears when you finally lock eyes.

Ex boyfriend Simon Riley who spits on his fingers and stuff them inside you when you beg-plead him to stop stalking you and raping you.

Boyfriend Simon Riley who drags you into a random room at a gathering before fucking you hard and trying to stay quiet, he doesn't care that people are in the other room, he doesn't care that someone could walk in because he needed you there and then.

Hopping into the bath with your roommate Simon because you were way too impatient, you needed him inside you desperately- he can just wash his grimy, sweaty, work-orientated body later.

Taxi Driver Simon Riley who cant help but give in to his sick desires as he hops in the back to fuck you, ripping off that skimpy little dress you were wearing and pulling your hair.

Heartbroken best friend Simon who fucks you in the kitchen after sleeping over your house, relieving some of his post break-up blues and stress with the help of your sloppy tight cunt.

Toxic boyfriend Simon who fucks his cock into your mouth when you wouldn't let him in your pussy, making your eyes water and your body twitch in regret.

Sex deprived Husband Simon who breeds you the moment he returns home, he had been loyal to you while away on deployment and he just couldn't contain himself when he finally had the chance to bury himself in your wet gooeyness.

Toxic Boyfriend Simon who fucks you hard to let off all of his steam, spanking, slapping and hitting your body because he was fucking pissed at you and nothing else could calm him down- you deserved it anyway you fucking whore.

Captain John Price

Boss Price who calls you into his office for some steamy cunnilingus when everyone is packing up ready to go home, lapping his teeth around your clit and diving his wet tongue into your greedy hole- let him have a taste, its the least you can do for your boss.

Birthday-boy boyfriend John who walks into the bedroom to see you all wrapped and tied for him, completely at his mercy in white material-prepped and ready for him to use or disrespect.

Stepdad Price stuffing your hole and leashing you up while your mother is away with work, treating you like some stupid fucking bitch and forcing you to do exactly what he tells you since he is in charge and you abide by his rules.

Older boyfriend John who proposes that the two of you start by doing mutual masturbation, he didn't want to scare his young pretty girl off just yet with how rough he can be and his fingers were already itching to feel the inside of your fresh pussy.

Husband Price who fucks you deeper when you beg for it, pounding into you so hard his eyes are shining with pleasure and legs are aching in tiredness, feeling your wetness drip out and coat his dick filling the room with your heavenly squelches- so wet and so fucking feminine.

Friends with benefits John Price who fucking loves watching your arse shake and jiggle with every thrust, he loved your arse in general and was always happy to bite, eat, fuck, taste and finger it- but nothing beats the tasty sight of your cheeks swaying beneath him as he absolutely wrecks you.

Dads best friend Price who fucks you like an animal in heat, if you had taken a second longer to undress your clothes would be ripped to shreds ad hanging off you with how badly he couldn't wait-he didn't even give a shit your heels were still on because he had waited a lifetime to get inside you.

Toxic Husband John who drags you over his lap and toys with you for his own pleasure, smirking to himself when you cry from his spanks and whimper from his fingers- giving his sweet baby a little treat and punishment at the same time because he couldn't understand which one he liked more.

Step dad Price who is way to desperate for you to cum on his fingers, soak his hand in your cum and just to let yourself go, be taken care of and protected by an older male- who cares if it is wrong or not- he just wants his darling daughter to be happy and calm.

Johnny Soap Mactavish

Stalker Johnny who rearranges your guts fast and hard against your bed as soon as he gets his chance, meaty thick cock ramming its way inside with no care as he shamelessly blabbers on how you are his sweet little dove and that he thanks god for giving him this opportunity- you'll never know how badly he actually wanted his hands on you.

Greedy Hook-up Mactavish who makes you squirt just so it feels better for him, your folds leaking and dribbling with your essence but Johnny only cared about the warmth coating and lubricating his tip, making you so sodden it seemed he was sliding into warm, soft, melted, butter.

Best friend Johnny who proves you wrong when you assume hes lying about being able to make any girl cum by just his fingers, dragging you onto his bed and fingering you steadily, mouth salivating in thirst as he watches your cum propel outwards and squirt all over his sheets.

Perverted Boyfriend Johnny who cant stop himself from sucking harshly on your nipples, mind already engrossed with sick fantasies of drinking your milk, you cupping him in your arms and feeding him gently like the good boy he is for you- you'd never find out though, to you he was just teasing your breasts, sucking, pinching and having a little fun, totally normal.

Step Brother Mactavish who fucks you in his room late at night, the pints he'd had previously making him increasingly more open and confident than usual, his tip hitting the spot you craved it to his gaining a small little spank from you and a whisper to keep quiet- you cant let mummy and daddy hear the two of you.

Childhood Best Friend Johnny who fucks you so hard you squirt all over yourself and him, finally seeing him after so many years and letting him fuck your ass had gotten you so excited you couldn't hold yourself back- Johnny wasn't fucking complaining each squirt that shot out of you made him almost cum- fucking your tight hole on the brink of orgasm, he never would've guessed you were capable of that.

Perverted neighbour Johnny who invites himself in to show you just how trained his tongue is, guiding it all over your thighs and pussy, working you easily and calmly it has your eyes watering in delight.

Simons best friend Johnny who fucks you in Simons bedsheets, thick dick filling you up more than his ever could until your left a collapsed mess in ecstasy, the scent of your boyfriend on the duvet and the groans coming from his best mate sent guilt straight to your stomach but it was already overwritten by pleasure- Disgusting fucking tramp sleeping with other guys and enjoying it.

Kyle Gaz Garrick

Boyfriend Kyle who just wants to feel your soft lips on his monster cock, he would never force you to do anything you didn't want to do and it would be silly to ask you to suck him- but could you please at least spit over the tip or maybe just lick it a little?

Roommate Gaz who cant survive the day without a morning quickie, your arse bouncing right in front of him and hole lustfully swallowing his juicy dick gets him in the perfect mindset for his hard work, morning television roaring in the background as you both chase your orgasms- you don't mind, do you?

Boyfriend Kyle who fucks you as fast as he can the second he hears 'faster' spew from your glossy lips, his stamina and pace unmatchable and sometimes you feel like you're about to explode with how powerful he is, Kyles a sweetheart but he isn't always so soft, slow and romantic- the man can fuck like a king.

Husband Kyle who has an obsession with filling your stomach with his massive cock, seeing the thick outline of himself through your skin deep in your stomach stirred something up inside him, fucking you harder and harder sometimes you bleed from his accidental roughness, it set him alight watching it bulge- made his savage side snap into action.

Konig

Obsessive stalker Konig who watches your window as you shower and finally builds up enough courage to join and fuck you in it one day, picking you up from behind and slipping inside your warm homey hole, drool falling from his mouth and onto your shoulder as you cried, he didn't understand why you were so adamant for him to get off of you and stop making love to you, it was no big deal- if he made you dirty and sweaty again he will just help you wash again.

Step Brother Konig who rapes you while you sleep and accidentally creampies your hole once you wake up and whimper, he didn't mean to cum honestly, he whispers apologies and a long string of worried 'fucks' as he pulls apart your cheeks watching his semen leak out of you- please don't be angry at him.

Boyfriend Konig who makes sure to use three or four of his fingers to stretch you out and prepare you for his cock, its just that big- he will kiss you on the cheek, licking away your salty tears of pain while he fucks his fingers until you, it is only a matter of time until you grow accustomed to the feeling- it will only hurt for a little more you just have to trust him.

Perverted Boyfriend Konig who fucking loses it when he sees you in your cute innocent frilly little panties, not being able to hold back his groans and his cum as he absolutely saturated them, painting them white- it is okay though, he promises to buy you a new pair- only if you let him keep these used ones- for personal reasons of course.

Brothers best friend Konig who selfishly ruts against your clothed pussy at night, breathing heavily and shaking as his precum soaks through the cotton of your panties, the room pitch black from the darkness aside from your lamp and he was supposed to be sleeping next door on the floor with your brother but here he was- sick look in his pleasure-ridden eyes as he looks down at you- whispering for you to just go back to sleep- he promises he wont go inside.

Philip Graves

Boss Graves who spanks your ass repeatedly when you disobey his orders, you work for him and you do exactly what he fucking says- there should be no 'Why's or 'No's it is 'Yes Sir' or else you are staying behind at the end of the day, and trust him when he says he will not be letting you leave until he is satisfied that you have learnt your lesson.

Toxic Boyfriend Philip who honestly does not give a fuck if you are tired or not, he will touch you, eat you, fuck you and rape you if he has to because to be in a relationship with him is an honour that you are taking for granted- he will treat you however he wants- at the end of the day your just a piece of pussy.

Boyfriend Philip who loves your perfect little nipples, he loves squeezing them, pinching them- sucking, biting- you name it and he loves it, he loves when you were silly little tank tops around the house that shows them pointing through and he loves when you let him cum on them- the minute he come face to face with your breasts and nipples, its like the world melts away.

Manipulative, Insane Boss Graves who hates when you crawl away from him and his hard cock- you know you want it, he can see it in your big doe eyes, its fuels him with rage when you cry and threaten to report him if he puts it inside you so he threatens your job back, promising you that if you ever told anyone or reported him that he would come for you and no matter how fast you tried to escape that he would always outrun you.

Husband Graves who upsets you during an argument so he decides to tug your panties down and fuck you in all the ways you love just before bed, his breath hot on your neck and sweat forming under both of your pyjamas from how fast his cock was entering you- the music of your panting and the scent of sex in the air made it safe to say neither of you got much sleep but at least he is back in your good books.

[teddybeartoji]

best friend!satoru watches you laugh with hearts in his eyes. completely and utterly smitten. doubled over and clutching onto your stomach, you curse at him – you beg him to stop, to just close his mouth for one second, so you could catch your breath.

but no, he's relentless.

you swear the jokes aren't even funny but the ache in your cheeks and the tears in your eyes say otherwise. you hide your face in your palms and satoru itches to move your hands because fuck, he wants to see you. but the laughter will have to do for now.

he whispers another stupid comment right into your ear with a bashful smile glued to his lips. his cheeks hurt, too. dusted pink, his skin burns from your attention and affection – he's a weak, weak man and he isn't afraid to admit it. you have him wrapped around your pretty little finger and he fucking loves it.

his eyes grow wide when you suddenly reach for him and press your palm against his mouth. raising your gaze from your lap, you find his pretty blues and his heart almost bursts. explodes. implodes. there isn't a proper word for the feeling.

you stare at him and though he can't properly see your lips from this angle, he knows you're still smiling.

"please, stop... "

your voice has grown raspier, your throat sore from the torture he's put you through. satoru hears the smile in your tone.

slowly, he moves his head from side to side and against your palm, you feel his.

smile lines and happy tears, it's a special kind of love.

[gloomwitchwrites]

141 with a partner who likes to bite

Okay, anon. I'll be honest. When I read this prompt, I immediately thought of "cute aggression." Not sure if that is what you meant or if you meant something else, but that's what I went with. Kinda. There are some more suggestive undertones in a few of these. I had a lot of fun with this one. Thank you so much for sending it in!

Presented in four double drabbles.

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Task Force 141 x Reader (can be read as gn!reader)

Content & Warnings (per the warnings MDNI): swearing, biting, cute aggression, established relationship, teasing, flirting, suggestive themes

Word Count: 800

ao3 // main masterlist // imagines & what if masterlist

John Price

"Are you teething?” asks John. “Do I need to get you a pacifier?"

John sounds annoyed, but you know that he isn’t. Not really. He happily puts up with your shenanigans.

"Can't help it,” you reply, showing your teeth. “You're too tempting."

The two of you are curled up in bed. He’s trying to read. And you’re trying to annoy him. When John is shirtless and reclined in bed, you have a clear view of his muscles. The temptation is always there, and it’s a pull you can’t resist. The aggression isn’t violent. It’s just overwhelming.

Clearly not liking your answer, John grunts. He tosses his book aside, uncaring of losing his place. One moment you’re next to him, and the next you’re fully on your back, trapped beneath his weight.

Giggling, you playfully shove at him, but there is no intention to escape from him. It’s not like you could break out of his grasp if you tried. He is warm and taut. A weighted blanket. This is what you wanted all along. To be beneath him.

"Stop."

He nips at your throat.

"Fucking."

Then he nips at your shoulder.

"Biting."

Finally, John nips at your upper arm.

"Me."

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

"Someone's going to think you're abusing me."

You grimace, even though Kyle’s tone is teasing and not at all upset. His arm and neck are peppered with small teeth marks. Most of them look like random little indents in the skin while others appear to be in the beginnings of bruising.

“I might have used excessive force,” you murmur, thumbing one of the marks.

Sometimes you can’t help yourself. The need to do it is overwhelming. Most times, you shake it off.

Kyle grins. “I like them. They’re little reminders.”

You laugh. “Oh yeah? Reminders of what?”

Kyle leans in, hand sliding up your back to grasp the nape of your neck. Pulling you close, Kyle lowers his voice. It’s all sultry smoothness.

"Of how many times I can make you come,” he coos.

“Kyle!” You lightly smack his chest, face heating as his gaze softens.

He shrugs. “You also just like to bite me.”

“Can’t help it,” you mutter.

“You’re like one of those small dogs,” he teases.

You roll your eyes. “Don’t you dare,” you scold.

“Adorable. Sweet at first glance.”

“Kyle.”

“Mean bite.”

“I swear to God, Kyle.”

“A—”

You place your hand over his mouth.

John "Soap" MacTavish

With Johnny as your bed, you spread yourself over him, head resting against his right pectoral. A rugby game is on. Johnny’s completely focused on the television as the two teams move about the field like small insects.

Johnny’s large, muscled arms are draped over your back, but his left bicep is dangerously close to your face. Every vein is pronounced. Tempting. You want to trace them with your tongue.

A naughty little urge creeps in. Makes itself known. Slithers around your brain to whisper that you should.

What’s one little bite?

It won’t hurt.

Like an itch that needs to be scratched, you lean forward, lightly chomping down on Johnny’s arm. The urge settles, the neurons in your brain content and happy.

Startled, Johnny jerks. Then, he laughs, arms tightening around you.

One second, you’re in full cuteness aggression. The next, Johnny is rolling you over, trapping you beneath him against the couch. Instead of you biting him, it’s Johnny biting you.

You shriek playfully, but he continues to nibble.

“Let me go,” you laugh. Smacking at him does nothing.

“You little goblin,” he mutters, dragging you off the couch and hauling you toward the bedroom, rugby match forgotten.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

Simon wears only a thin, black shirt, leaving his arms bare. Your mouth waters at the sight of the protruding veins and taut muscles. The urge to touch and taste is overwhelming. It burns bright and hot beneath your skin.

"What are you looking at?" asks Simon without looking away from the menu board on the far wall.

“Nothing,” you reply instantly, glancing away like you weren’t thinking about his muscles.

A few seconds pass, and then you slip an arm between his, clinging to Simon. He doesn’t react. The menu board has his full attention. Simon is more worried about filling his stomach.

Turning your face into his arm, the urge to bite down—to unleash the aggression—wells inside you like a tsunami. At first, you resist, reminding yourself that you are in public and this behavior is inappropriate.

But you lose.

Your mouth starts to open, teeth poised to lightly bite.

“My arm isn’t a chew toy,” says Simon out of the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't bite," you mutter.

Simon slips his arm out of your grasp and then drapes it over your shoulders.

He leans in close. "You can bite me all over later."

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[emmcfrxst]

when it comes to you, logan is absolutely insatiable. it becomes blatantly obvious when you start being sexually intimate; he never lets you have just one orgasm— he says it’s because he “needs to prep you for his size”, but really he just can’t get enough of you and the way you sound, taste, smell and look when you come. of course there is a safe word between the two of you and he’ll stop immediately if you’re spent after a single orgasm, but if you let him do as he pleases? you’ll be soaking the fucking bedsheets. he’s become such an expert at working your body and making it tremble beneath his touch; he knows exactly what to do to make you gush around him and he fully uses that knowledge to his advantage. he usually starts out by giving you his fingers; rough pads of them rubbing circles over your clit until you’re shaking underneath him, but even then he doesn’t stop— he will keep on working your clit even after you’ve come, quickly bringing you to a second orgasm, overstimulated by his calloused fingers. and then when the smell of you gets too hard for him to ignore any longer, he buries his head between your thighs; licking up every last bit of slick from your cunt and fucking you with his tongue until the entire lower half of his face is glistening with your release, his eyes wild and his pupils blown almost completely from just how excited he gets from eating you out. he’ll lick, suck and nibble at you until you’re all nice, swollen and dripping; and it’s then and only then that he’ll consider giving you his cock, but even then he stays somewhat of a tease; nestling himself between your folds and grinding back and forth, making himself as slick as possible before finally stuffing you full of his cock. most of his self control is gone by that time and his thrusts are hard, fast and deep; his focus set on making you come around him before he can even think of filling you up. he’s got a hand wrapped around your thigh, fingers digging into the meat of it to keep it hooked around his hip while his free one is reaching for your sensitive clit once more, making you wail out his name in a way that has every hair on his body standing upright, baring his teeth at you in a half snarl as he comes inside you until you’re stuffed full of him. afterwards, he cleans you up with tender, careful hands, kissing your forehead and changing the sheets because the smell of you drives him wild even then, leaving him itching to fuck his fist to relieve the tension in his body. the depth of his desire for you really has no limits.

[cowgirlvi]

Thinking of sub Jinx with an equally submissive reader, and with a double ended dildo, and they both are completely overstimulated, whimpering and sobbing against eachother, but can't bring themselves to stop... ;)

mdni. sub-bottom jinx. sub-bottom fem-reader. sex toys. vaginal sex. unintentional edging. short drabble.

you thought it would be fun—the perfect compromise—buying a double-ended dildo so you and jinx could be fucked together, lost in the same pleasure. you’d tried fucking her before but you never had the drive, the dominance, to make her take it, to push her over the edge. and jinx was no better; she always got jealous when your hole was getting more attention than hers.

now, the lengthy, pink dildo is stuffed inside your cunt as far as it can manage, harshly stabbing into your cervix, but you find pleasure in the pain. and jinx is mewling all the while; making little desperate, frustrated noises, trying to fuck the dildo faster inside her own pussy, but it’s hard to manage—hard to find a steady rhythm, with the way you both pause to catch your breath at uncoordinated intervals.

”unghh, baby—need more,” you mewl, and you’re making small, weak sounds—burrowing into the crook of her neck, humping the toy further inside your cunt.

the way jinx clenches around the toy is barely perceptible, but you feel it—tiny, involuntary spasms as she tries to drive it deeper. you can feel the way her greedy cunt slightly pulls the toy from your hole, stuffing more inches inside her own.

jinx has never been good at sharing. neither has her pussy.

”faster, go faster—fuck!” she keens, nails digging crescents into your skin, and she’s whining high in her throat.

you try, rolling your hips with growing urgency, but your rhythm inevitably falters. the pleasure is too much, too raw, building and breaking apart in uneven waves. your pussy is so sensitive, even the slightest movement is too overwhelming for you. you need someone to hold you down and force you to take it, but jinx won’t do that; she needs to be made to take it too.

it’s a dilemma—both of you craving control and the loss of it, stuck in a push and pull cycle.

you start crying—thick, salty tears rolling down your cheeks and splashing onto jinx’s skin. it feels so good, but it’s nowhere near enough. your pussy is crying too, dribbling copious amounts of slick out of your little hole with nowhere to go.

”jeez, such a crybaby,” jinx says, frustrated and out of patience, brows creasing while she’s shifting, searching for the perfect spot, and then—

when she tilts her hips just right, sparks shoot through your core, and you’re desperate to chase that sensation—finally getting somewhere after edging each other for hours.

“oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” you’re whimpering, gasping like a balloon losing air; squeaky and staccato.

ironically, jinx then sobs wetly, holding your hips still so she can just take, take, take. 

you’re pressed so close that the toy is entirely swallowed up by both your cunts. jinx is writhing against you like a fish on a hook, using your pussy to get off, while your pleasure is merely an afterthought to her. she’s humping against you—against the toy—with clumsy, desperate rolls of her hips, like a misbehaving puppy.

you’re so close, teetering on the edge, and you’re sure jinx is right there with you, if her whorish moans are anything to go by—until you adjust, just slightly, and then you lose the perfect spot; the one that had you both crying, finally scratching the itch that’s been under your skin for hours. 

jinx makes a sharp, frustrated snivel, her fingers tightening against your skin as she tries to guide you back. but it’s too late. the moment has slipped through your fingers like sand, and now you’re both aching, desperate, while your orgasms die down again.

“god, mmphh, fuck—“ you gasp, thighs trembling, but every movement feels off, like you’re grasping at something just out of reach. jinx’s breath is ragged beneath you, panting like a dog, and it’s driving you insane.

“do something,” she pleads, raspy and needy. jinx doesn’t push, doesn’t take; she needs it just as bad as you do, but neither of you can force the other over the edge. you’re both trapped—too far gone to stop, yet nowhere near close enough to finish.

you press your foreheads together, panting, skin damp with sweat, and you move—slow, uncoordinated, but determined. so close together that your clits catch, the friction sending a shockwave through you. you can feel the large pink cock reaching deep inside your guts, can feel it in your throat.

“don’t stop,” she huffs.

you nod eagerly like a good little bitch—obedient and mindless—gripping onto her as if that’ll keep you grounded, as if it’ll bring you comfort against the overwhelming pleasure building in your pussy.

you push through the oversensitivity, the ache deep inside your cunt, the maddening need—and then, you find it again, finally. that perfect spot, that devastating friction. your bodies move in tandem—helpless, grinding, writhing—lost in the feeling of being stuffed full of cock, until it crashes over you both.

jinx comes first, back arching like a bow string drawn too tight, locking her legs around you, holding you there as she shatters. she’s mewling like a kitten the entire time, pathetic and whiny and relieved. her tongue lolls out dumbly, her eyes are hazy, and she looks like a picture of debauchery.

”hnghh—pussy feels so, ahh, good, baby,” you moan, and unsurprisingly, you’re coming against her cunt too, riding out your orgasm in helpless, messy rolls of your hips. 

jinx is flinching away from your pussy, flinching away from the cock being pressed deeper inside her stomach—but you can’t find it in yourself to care. you need to come too, after all.

just a little more, just a little longer, until your orgasm subsides. you collapse on top of jinx, panting into her skin, entirely fucked-out; a pile of two needy sluts.

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(3/7/25)

[tacticalprincess]

tw dubcon, somno

napping on pervy boyfriend!könig … he’s surprised you fell asleep with how fast his heart was thumping against your ear, your head pressed to his chest as you watched a movie. he was too distracted by the feeling of your soft body against his hard muscles to even recall the plot, and he’s relieved that he can finally stop pretending to pay attention when he registers your breathing begin to slow, soft snores slipping from your slightly agape mouth.

you’re so cute like this, all pliant, relaxed, and vulnerable. one of your legs hiked up his broad lap, where his cock is quickly starting to fill in his pants. he’s hyperaware of every sensation from you — the feeling of your supple breasts and puffy nipples pressed to his stomach through your shirt nearly forces a whine from his throat. his hands, awkwardly gripping the couch, itch to feel you. he grazes his calloused fingers gingerly along the smooth skin of your bare leg, testing the waters. once he reaches the trim of your thin, skimpy, sleep shorts, he curses under his breath, uncomfortable from how hard his cock is.

slowly, he lays a hand over your ass, struggling to refrain from bucking into the heat of your thighs. he can’t help himself, though, guilt churning in his stomach as he slips a hand inside the waistband of your shorts, shocked to feel your ass completely bare of any panties. you make it so easy for him, liebling, it’s like you planned this…

he checks that you’re still sleeping before he reaches in further, his fingers featherlight against the fat, puffy folds of your cute mound. fuck, you’re so wet, even in your sleep :( that’s the last straw for him, shamelessly rutting his solid boner against your pudgy thigh as his fingers spread your pussy lips and bare your glossy hole to his eyes, gritting his teeth so his moans don’t wake you up. you’re making content little noises in your slumber, which only further pushes him off the edge. he cums embarrassingly quickly, making a sticky, pearly mess in his pants.

he’s about to pull his hand out in shame, only to be stopped by your syrupy, sleepy voice. “keep going.”