#thank you for sending in the request!!!:DD i have some more im working on

[ninakoll]

for the drawing prompts rinniki with e3 please please please please 🙏

THIS WAS SOOO FUN TO DRAW i have a glitter pen set in clip studio specifically for this sort of situation!! i couldn't help myself and had to include the (teh!!!11!) iconic chibi hug too

[boydiisaster]

HI ITS LATE NIGHT AND IM HAVING OM BOYS BRAINROT UHHHH if your asks are still open, I couldnt tell from ur pinned post so if ur asks were closed im super super sorry D: but,,could I request poly headcanons of Satan, Barb and a FTM MC? thanks sm :DD -✨ me im sparkle anon now yup yup

poly headcanons with satan and barbartos

reader: male, he/him pronouns (please dni with this work if you're fem aligned)

tw/cw: dysphoria mention

author's note: i've always wanted a specific anon omg hi!!! and requests are almost always opened, i'm just a slow writer who finishes his works then instantly deletes like half of it cus he doesn't like it anymore [weep] but thank you for requesting these two!! i hardly ever get requests specifically for satan and barb so it makes me very happy <333

satan

I personally headcanon Satan as someone who loves baking, so trust me when I say that you will never go hungry with him as one of your boyfriends. He'll constantly ask if you've eaten today, ready to whip you up something if your answer is no.

He sends you cat pictures all the time. He even asks if you have any other social media outlets where he can send you more cat pictures. You would tell him no, but due to his detective skills you doubt your accounts would stay a secret to him for long.

Satan loves movie nights. Horror movie nights with you are a blast, especially when you watch Devildom horror movies. The Human Realm's slasher and paranormal movies don't compare to how scary and bloodthirsty the Devildom's are. When you get scared, Satan holds you close and rubs circles into your back, whispering that it's okay. He even offers you some of the cat-shaped suckers that he regularly buys from the candy store.

He reminds you to take off your binder every day. Satan literally sets a timer once you put on your binder, and once it's passed 8 hours he contacts you. Satan is smart, but he's also the type to panic easily, so even if you keep your binder on for more than a minute after his timer goes off he'll freak out and worry that by going a little over the scheduled time your ribs will shatter like porcelain.

(I headcanon Satan as trans ftm, but for these specific headcanons let's say he's cisgender.)

Please reassure him that his boyfriend's ribs aren't made of glass and that they won't break so easily. He's panicking, MC, help.

barbatos

Despite not having much free time on his hands, Barbatos tries with all his might to give you the perfect relationship. Pretty much every free moment he has is spent with you, minus the moments where he just needs alone time.

Overall, he's a very caring but stressed out lover. An out-of-character headcanon I have is just to relieve stress he blasts heavy metal and trims his hair in the bathroom of his room late at night when Diavolo is asleep, cup of black coffee and a late night sweet beside him. (He's not one for energy drinks, so I'm sorry if you like them.)

Barbatos actually gets flustered quite easily! All you need to do is make a move to hold his hand in public and already you've got an embarrassed demon on your hands. His face always resembles a tomato after you're done complimenting his cooking, as well.

"Thank you, MC," he'll say behind a gloved hand, trying hard to not let you see him in such a vulnerable state.

Unlike Satan, Barbatos isn't as worried about your ribs. He'll still remind you to take your binder off of course, (if you wear one), but he knows your ribcage isn't going to burst if you wear it for a little longer than you're supposed to.

Just don't wear it for more than an hour after you're supposed to. Then he'll turn into Satan.

"MC your ribs are going to crack please take your binder off."

If you experience dysphoria, Barbatos is always there to try and make it a bit more bearable. He offers masculine compliments or goes as far as to suggest putting a spell over you to help. He even asks if you'd like him to talk to Diavolo about paying for you to start testosterone or get a surgery. He knows it's incredibly expensive in the human realm to do so, but there's nothing a little bit of magic and the literal Prince of Hell can't accomplish!

satan and barbatos

Sometimes you and Satan go up to the Demon Lord's castle to deliver some lunch for Barbatos, just to make sure he remembers to eat. He's so busy taking care of other people that sometimes he forgets to take care of himself. It happens, and it worries you, but you needn't fret because Barbatos has you and Satan to care about him.

Satan's brothers are so jealous of all the food Barbatos and Satan cook for you, especially Beel. It embarrasses you to no end the looks the other six brothers give you after your boyfriends cook you up what could qualify as a gourmet meal from Ristorante Six.

"It's not fair!" Leviathan whines as Satan sits a heaping plate of delicious human realm food down in front of you. "Why does MC get the special treatment just because he's your boyfriend?!"

"That's exactly why he gets the special treatment. You just answered your own question," Satan hums, smug grin on his face as he watches Levi nearly tip back in his chair from trying to demonstrate how angry he is.

You smile awkwardly and while Satan's back is turned offer up a piece of chicken. Leviathan takes it happily, mouthing "thank you."

"MC?"

You jump, banging your knee against the bottom of the table. You wince. "Yes?"

Satan gives you a playful smile. "You're too nice for your own good." He then pecks your cheek. "That's why I love you."

Sometimes the three of you will go out shopping together, always stopping by bookstores or tea shops before hitting your actual destination, which is sometimes just a larger, more fancy bookstore or tea shop....

It's okay though, because afterwards you make a trip to Madame Scream's and buy some desserts for each other. It's cute whenever Satan or Barbatos pick out a dessert they want you to try and mask it by saying "It just looked good, I thought you would enjoy it."

Barbatos leaves you a kiss on the back of your hand once your day is over and he has to get back to the Prince, saying that he loves you and that he'll see you tomorrow, throwing in a "darling" or "love" somewhere in there. It's romantic. Him and Satan make the best boyfriends, especially if you're fond of old books or creepy curses. The entirety of the dark academia aesthetic makes up your relationship with those two. Throw in a bit of baking and that pretty much sums up your boyfriends and you.

It's adorable, though. Everyone's jealous, especially Mammon.

[soulwillower]

i’d like that • bill denbrough

(bill denbrough x reader smut)

requested: Okay but imagine this... Bill w a daddy kink, only if you’re comfortable with that :) thank you, I love your fics

warnings: swearing, mentions of drinking, daddy kink, smut, a lil bit of thigh riding, a tiny bit of choking like a liiiiitle bit, oral (male receiving), this is dirty... it is also unedited

[losers + reader are in college]

im sorry i haven’t posted in the last few days, i’ve been super busy!! :( i hope you enjoy!!

2.4k words 

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music blared, muffled slightly from up the stairs, the bass to some song making everything vibrate slightly. 

the party was stuffy above you, drunk teens screaming and singing loudly, spilling alcohol and making the floorboards sticky. you and the losers were all in a kid from bev's freshman year dorm's house party, huddled in the basement. 

it was a little more secluded, so you were drunkenly messing around with each other. you sigh as you finish your cup, leaning over bill's lap to set the cup down on the table next to the couch.

you shiver as you feel his hand on your back and his breath on your neck, giving you goosebumps. you catch his eyes as you lean back and he smirks at you, his eyes suggestive, but he says nothing. you smile lightly as you look away, your stomach fluttering.

you and bill were something - it was clear to everyone. you'd hooked up a couple times, but you haven't ever really had any time to discuss it further. it was fine, though, because you knew it'd happen eventually. mike was telling everyone that they needed to let him know where they were going to be if they split up so he could find you and get you all home safely, because he was dd.

"you're such a dad." you hear ben say to mike, making him roll his eyes. you chuckle lightly. richie laughs at this, “-that's ironic, because bill is the one with the daddy kink.” richie says loudly, winking at him as he drunkenly snorts. god, richie was wasted. 

“wha-richie! wh-why bring me into this? what does this have to d-do with me?” bill sounds flustered and strained as eddie and richie die laughing on the floor. beverly is smirking into stan’s shoulder. as you look over, bill’s face is bright red despite his grin. eddie’s hugging your leg from the floor, his body shaking in drunken giggles and you laugh fondly. bill clears his throat, biting his lip as his cheeks heat up with a real smile. you lift a brow - that was new.

did he just get flustered? was richie for real?

if he was... maybe you're drunk, but that's pretty hot. 

you’d like that. 

you want to test the waters, so you turn to him. “hey...” you say lowly, and he looks down at you, eyebrows raised. “something wrong, daddy?” you whisper in his ear.

his head snaps to you, sending you a glare. you raise your eyebrows, giving him a smirk as he swallows, face bright red. “w-watch it, y/l/n.” he mumbles lowly. you bite your lip in shock, suddenly feeling heat pool in your abdomen at the way he’s looking at you. you just smile and get up, dragging ben with you to go find some more drinks.

you didn’t think of it again until bill invited you over the next day. his roommate went home for the weekend, so the two of you were going to meet up with the others later. you're standing in front of bill's mirror as he lays on his bed, reading a draft of one of his papers.

"billy, can you help me with this?" you say, walking back towards him, "i can't unclip it." he mumbles in agreement and you spin around as he lifts his fingers to your neck, working on your necklace to take it off of you. 

his body is certainly closer to you that would be considered appropriate for platonic relationships, and you love that you can feel him against you. you take the opportunity to press against him, wiggling your ass against his hips. he huffs lightly under his breath as he pulls the necklace off of you. "you r-really shouldn't tease me, y/n." he mumbles into your ear. you shiver, feeling goose bumps spread over your legs as you turn around.

"does it make you mad, daddy?" you ask, proud of how innocently you delivered it as you lift your eyebrows. something in his face changes and he clenches his jaw. he raises his eyebrows back at you in a challenge, so you slip one hand to tease at his waistband. your fingers dance under his shirt to tease along his taught skin, feeling the muscles underneath you contract. 

"y/n, what're you doing?" he says darkly, his hand grabbing your elbow. you lift yourself up onto your toes and feather kisses along his jawline, breathing in the relaxing smell of his aftershave. 

"nothing." you mutter, smiling against his neck as you feel his hand tighten its grip. "i've been thinking about you all day." you say, pressing a kiss to his neck and feeling his quickening pulse. “wondering if you want me to call you daddy.” 

you feel him swallow and you continue, “because i think i’d like that.” and this time he actually growls, pulling you back before smashing his lips against yours.

you kiss back eagerly, your hands coming up to hold his shoulders as his hand cups your neck. he's pulling you incredibly closer by your neck, his tongue pressing into your mouth. you feel him getting hard against you and you smirk.

 his hand moves from the back of your neck towards the side of it, his thumb pressing into your throat, slightly choking you. you let out a loud moan and he smirks as he pulls back.

“strip.” he says, making your stomach flutter as you blink back at him. he's never been this dominant and it's fucking sexy so you eagerly start taking off your clothes until you're just in your bra and underwear in front of him.

 he's looking at you, arms crossed and looking sexier than you've ever seen in your life. then he's lifting a brow, "are you deaf? i said strip." he orders. you bite your lip with flushed cheeks, unclipping your bra and slipping out of your underwear.

he stares at you and you love how vulnerable you feel under his gaze, standing naked in front of him while he's fully clothed. "you gonna be good for daddy?" he asks and you feel yourself growing even more aroused. you nod, eyes wide in excitement as your cheeks heat up.

"touch yourself for me." he mutters, standing above you and looking down at your naked body on display on his bed. “now.”

you gulp, face turning red but loving the way he's looking at you and palming himself. you waste no time, your fingers slipping down to slick your fingers on your pussy, moaning quietly as you circle your entrance. 

you close your eyes as your first finger enters yourself, moaning louder at the feeling. if your eyes are closed, you can almost imagine they're bill's fingers.

"eyes on me." he says and you quickly obey as your finger picks up, making you gasp. your eyes stay on his and he's smirking and it's so hot that you think you're going to explode. 

"that's right, princess." he mumbles, staring at you. "add another." he mutters. and you do, whimpering at the feeling as you stare at the outline of his cock through his pants.

"please..." you whimper quietly, making bill chuckle, "look at you, so desperate for daddy's cock." he mutters, undoing his belt. your fingers are still pumping into yourself desperately, chasing the feeling of pleasure that's growing in your abdomen. you see bill straining against his boxers and you lick your lips. "you gonna be good?" he asks. you nod desperately as you look into his eyes.

"yes daddy, please.. please." you whimper, feeling helpless and desperate. you love it. he smirks, shaking his head as he pulls himself out of his boxers and pumps his shaft, "on your knees, then." he commands. you eagerly go onto your knees at the edge of his bed and watch him as he pulls off his shirt, moaning at the sight of him.  "use your words." he says, staring at you expectantly. you're so desperate that your chest is heaving as you mutter, "please, let me taste you daddy."

he hums as he places the tip of his cock on your tongue, smearing his precum on your lips. "do you think you deserve my cock?" he asks, his eyes staring unblinkingly at your lips. your cheeks heat up. "please, daddy. please, i'll be good." you beg, getting wetter by the second and taking every restrictive bone in your body not to move forward and take him into your mouth.

he hums, narrowing his eyes as if he doesn't believe you but he's suddenly pushing all the way down your throat and your eyes widen in shock as he stretches your mouth. 

you feel yourself gag around him as his hands hold your head against him. your nose hits the skin around his abdomen and your eyes water but then he's pulling you back and off.

you immediately cough and sniffle, looking up at him. he chuckles, "so pathetic." he mutters before pushing back into your mouth, thrusting in and out this time. your eyes are watering because he's so big and you're swallowing around him as best as you can. his hands hold your head and he's groaning in pleasure as his cock slides in your mouth.

you're aching now, desperate for release, so you sneak a hand between your thighs. "d-don't fucking touch yourself." he says, hips still moving into you as his eyes catch yours, making you whine around his cock. 

you pull your hands away and place them instead on his thighs to stable yourself. he thrusts all the way into you and holds your head against him again and you can't breathe as you feel him hit the back on your throat but you love it.

he pulls you back off with a low moan and you're gasping again, spit slicking your lips. you look up at him, "thank you, daddy." you say and he tips his head back with a small groan at your words.

he pulls away from you and sits on the bed, his cock hard and glistening with your spit against his stomach. he pats his thigh and you eagerly straddle yourself on him, looking at him for directions. he kisses you roughly and places his hands on your hips, dragging you to grind down on him. 

you moan loudly at the feeling of him against your swollen clit and you clutch his shoulders. he guides you, watching as you squirm above him in pleasure, limp in his grasp. "please, i want you inside me." you say quietly, cheeks heating up as you moan.

 he hums as you move against his thigh. "you've worked so well for it." he says into the shell of your ear. you whine, rutting against his thigh to find some release. "please, daddy?" you ask again. you gasp as you feel his fingers squeeze your ass cheek before he slaps it. "you're so wet for me, princess." he says, finger coming down to play with your clit. 

he smirks, pulling you off and laying you down at the edge of the bed to stand between your legs. he spreads your thighs open and you breathe shakily as you watch him lay one finger between your folds, rubbing you lightly. 

you moan loudly at the feeling, relieved to have him touching you. he pumps himself a few times, his cock still slick with your spit and making you groan. "look at you, such a m-mess. so desperate for me." he says and you whine, "please." you sound as desperate as you feel, itching for him to push into you.

"so f-fucking needy." he mutters as he pushes all the way into you at once. you gasp in pleasure and slight discomfort at his size as he sinks into you to the hilt. he wastes no time, thrusting into you hard and deep, making you yell out in pleasure. he groans, "god, so t-tight."

you whimper as he keeps the pace, hitting your g-spot instantly and making your toes curl. you're moaning quietly and his hands are tight around your hips as he pounds into you. he leans down to bite your throat and you almost scream in pleasure as he thrusts into you, leaving a purple bruise on your neck and his thumbs pinching your nipples. swears are falling from his lips and he fucks you into his bed.

he fills you perfectly, pulling gasps and moans out of your lips every few seconds as his hips snap into yours. he grabs your jaw and pulls you in for a heated kiss before gripping your hips and slamming harder. 

you knew you wouldn't last long because of how wound up you were, so when your whimpers are getting higher pitched and you're clenching around his cock, bill smirks. "you want to cum, princess?"

"please daddy, can i?" you whimper, unable to speak the whole sentence because you're focused on waiting to cum until he lets you. he smiles, kissing you roughly and dragging your bottom lip with his teeth. "cum for me." he says lowly, rutting into you.

you unravel under him, holding onto him tightly as you moan in pleasure. he groans as you clench around him and he lifts your legs to hit a new angle. 

you almost scream but instead you kiss him, whimpering into his mouth. he pulls back and snaps his hips impossibly deeper, your back arching at how sensitive you are now. "being so good for daddy." he mutters, his fingers sure to leave marks on your skin from where they grip your thighs and you nod, moaning wantonly. 

after several slower thrusts, he pulls out and spills on your stomach, his eyes shut tight and a soft groan escaping his lips. "fuck." he says after he finishes, meeting your eyes. 

your legs are shaking slightly as he gently lifts them down from his shoulders and you both catch your breath as he rubs your sides. 

you smile lightly, your body exhausted and your eyelids half shut. he grabs a washcloth and cleans off your stomach carefully and you lie there, knowing that the moment you tried to move your legs would turn to jelly. 

he presses a soft kiss to your stomach before climbing into the bed with you, pulling you closer and kissing your hairline softly. "was i too much?" he whispers, lips between his teeth. 

you shake your head, eyes wide as you look up at him. "that was fucking amazing, holy shit." you say, your hands on his chest and head against his pillow. he smiles at you and you bask in the warmth his body gives you.

"h-hey" he says suddenly, causing you to look up at him drowsily. he beams down at you, and all of the sudden he's back to looking like a boy-next-door angel and not the boy that just completely mauled you. 

it makes your heart skip a beat - he always has that effect.

"yeah?" you ask meekly, your voice rough and your throat sore. he's  running his fingers through your hair and he presses a kiss to your nose. "do you want to... like, go out sometime?" he asks - sounding nervous, as if he didn't just fuck you raw. 

you smile, beam actually, because you haven't ever been happier than this moment and you nod. "yes, i'd like that."

[anim3tingz]

Hello! I'm here to request a MHA matchup if you could please! I go by DD and I'm a 15 year old female but I look and act mature for my age(due to trauma) so I often get mistaked as an 18 year old or even older sometimes. Some good qualities of mine are maturity, level headedness, and then I can be motherly. Some bad traits can include bluntness, coming off as cold, and stubbornness. I'm an introvert so i hate being around crowds and speaking infront of people I also have social anxiety so that doesn't help... I would much prefer staying at home watching anime or reading than going out... More of my fun and loud side comes out around my friends or the right people. My hobbies or things I enjoy include hanging out with friends, swimming, listening to music, art, laying in bed on my phone, animals(I want to work with animals as a job), watching anime, the ocean(I love water if I could choose a quirk it would be water based), stargazing(I love galaxies, the moon and stars I find everything so fascinating), then finally goth/emo style! Some dislikes of mine are bananas, doing P.E./sports(volleyball is okay tho), and father figures in my life. My music taste includes the artists, The Neighborhood, Girl In Red, The Arctic Monkeys, Billie Eilish, Melanie Martinez, Alec Benjamin, Corpse, and Conan Gray! I'm bisexual so either gender could work but in mha I lean towards having stronger crushes on the guys and only some lighter crushes on the girls so do with that what you will. I'm a Capricorn. Traits I dislike in others are immaturity, impatience, disrespect, pushing boundaries, and not listening. Traits I look for in others are respect, kindness, understanding, patience, and humor. A bit about my appearance is I have longish black hair, pale skin, freckles, i'm a bit chubby, and tall(5'8). Im also very insecure and I doubt myself a lot but I'm trying to work on that! Some love languages include words of affirmation, quality time, physical touch and sometimes acts of service. I have mental and physical health issues so I would need someone who could accept and be able to handle that. I would also need someone that would accept that I have trauma as well. I would want this relationship to be a two way thing so I would try to the best of my abilities to give what they want and need back since that's how relationships are supposed to work! I think thats it... I'm sorry if I missed anything you needed or if this is to long! I understand if you don't get to me right away or at all its alright! I hope your having a nice day! Thank you!

Hey, DD! Of course, I’d love to do your request. You're currently 6th in line for requests. Once I begin working on yours I’ll send you a message letting you know. 😄

Also, I love your taste in music. I actually listen to all of those artists, too. Lol. Especially, Billie Eilish, Melanie Martinez, and Conan Grey. 

[dirtyahs]

Baby Boy. Tate Langdon x Male Reader

Thank you everyone for being so patient with me. I thought I’d have a bunch of free time while being home for the holidays but I’ve been working 38-43 hours a week. I go back to my lil college town on the 7th of this month so hopefully I’ll be able to get back into a schedule of posting and having more time to write. ALSO THIS IS MY FIRST TIME EVER WRITING SAME SEX SMUT IM SORRY IF IT SUCKS IM WORKING ON IT OK

Thank you @camshot4 for the request :-)))) thank you for being so patient with me!!!!!!!!!

Prompt: “First one to moan loses” + “Shut the fuck up.”

Warnings: minor dd/lb kink, rough sex, really none other than that though lol

REQUESTS ARE OPEN SEND ME REQUESTS AND SHIPS :D

You and Tate had been together for quite some time now, although it was very private. Tate had never been with another man before but seeing you just sparked something in him and he could not stand to not have you. So he did everything in his power to make you his and you said yes without hesitation. His mother didn't know though. Tate was the only somewhat "normal" child she had left, and she had some homophobic tendencies. Everyone else knew though. Everyone at school, your family, Tate's siblings. It was just Constance that wasn't informed and frankly didn't suspect a thing. You two were just close friends.

But tonight Constance was gone and wouldn't be home until tomorrow probably. She went out drinking with her new boyfriend Travis and they usually end up just spending the night at his place. So you and Tate had the house to yourself. Except for Addie but she never bothered you guys unless it was important. She'd probably spend her night fucking around with the new neighbors, it was one of her favorite pass-times.

You and Tate had just been cuddling on his bed, talking about whatever you could think of. His fingers were running through your hair gently, sending little shivers down your spine. You couldn’t help but notice the bulge forming against his gray jeans, giving you a small rush of excitement to ignite your own erection.

You looked up at him and smirked playfully, “Excited about something?” You kissed his cheek with a smile. In one quick motion, he was on top of you, straddling your hips. Your eyes locked and you couldn’t help how hard your cock was getting for him. “Looks like you’re just as excited as I am, baby.” He cooed smoothly. His voice was gentle right now but that usually changes once you defy him a little. “Let’s play a game.” He whispered before leaning down and pressing his lips into yours firmly. “First one to moan loses.” He kissed again. With those words he stood up and grabbed your hand, making you stand with him.

“Ready?” He flashed a playful smirk, watching you nod your head excitedly.

His hands immediately snaked around your waist, pulling your body tightly against his. It wasn’t long before his lips attached to your neck, sending an intense shiver down your spine. “Tate...” you whispered, tilting your chin up to allow easier access to your neck. “C’mon baby, you’re not about to lose already.” He hissed playfully, smirking against your neck. You shook your head. You were already over this game but if it meant Tate kissing your neck and teasing you, you were willing to play.

You reached your hand down against his body, palming the desperation pressing against his zipper. You heard him suck in a sharp breath, biting his lip to keep himself from moaning. A smirk spread across your own lips, feeling Tate's hips grinding against your hand in desperation.

Tate's hand moved up your side and to your face, holding your chin firmly. "You have no idea how bad I want to fuck your tight little ass." He growled, lips brushing against your own. You tried to kiss him, only to feel him move his face away, swiftly pushing you up against his bedroom wall. His beautiful brown eyes were locked to yours, unable to move away. He grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, grinding his hard cock against your own through your jeans. "What do you want tonight baby? Do you want to choke on my cock?" His voice was smooth and confident. You nodded eagerly, his hand attaching to your throat, lips biting at your ear. You couldn't stop yourself from letting out a soft moan, cheeks immediately flushing. "You lost." He whispered, lips parting in a cocky smirk against your ear. "Get on your knees." You did as you were told, looking up at him from between his thighs, watching intently as he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, finally releasing the pressure that had been building up. He pulled his very impressive cock out of his boxers, sliding them down his legs. Instinctively, you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out for him. "Good boy..." He whispered, dragging his cock over your tongue a few times, making sure to go painstakingly slow. Your eyes pleaded for more, he chuckled and slid his length into your mouth, one hand against the wall for leverage. "You love this cock, hmm?" He loved asking you questions when he knew damn well you couldn't answer. And you loved being degraded like that. He pumped his hips steadily into your mouth, lips parted to let out a few gentle moans. Every so often he'd slam every inch down your throat, clearly making you gag, sending tears to your eyes each time. "Touch yourself for me." You looked up, surprised he was going to allow such a thing when usually he was the only one ever allowed to touch you. But you obeyed, unbuttoning your own jeans and pulling your cock from its confines, wrapping your hand around the length and pumping slowly. With the motion of your hand, Tate's tangled in your hair and he quickly began slamming his length down your throat, no breaks, no more being gentle. You took it without issue though. You and Tate often switched up who was going to be in control and you were feeling especially submissive today. Tears spilled from your eyes, gagging over his cock. He smirked at the sight of your tears, refusing to ease up. "Your throat makes such a good cock sleeve for me baby boy." He growled, tugging your hair as he buried his cock down your throat and staying there. "I think that little ass would be better though. Bend over." He finally pulled himself from your throat, making you gasp out loud, chest heaving. You obeyed though, you lifted yourself from your knees and crawled onto the bed, pulling your jeans from your legs and tossing them aside. You bent over like he had asked. "Talk to me, beg for what you want." You felt the tip of his cock pressing against your hole, his finger drawing circles along your back. "I want you to fill my tight little ass, please. I need it, I need you to use me." Your voice cracked with desperation, cheeks still wet from the tears he had induced. "You're such a good little boy." His voice was gentle before pushing the head of his cock into you, going slowly, listening as you hissed with satisfaction. He let out a deep groan, fingers digging into your ass. He was balls deep and began thrusting into you - hard. He wasn't one to go slow, and it showed. He gave you a sharp smack on your ass before moving his hand between your shoulders to force your chest down against the bed. He leaned his body down over yours, your back against his chest. You were moaning quietly, he was kissing your shoulders gently. His right hand slid over your waist and wrapped itself around your cock, making you squeal with pleasure. He began jerking his hand along your length while his cock pumped into you furiously. "Tate! You feel so fucking good..." You moaned for him, face pressed against the sheets, your hands digging against the soft fabric. "Shut the fuck up, take this cock like the good little boy I know you are." He growled, hand moving faster, inching you closer and closer to your orgasm

You couldn't help but moan loudly, biting the sheets to try and quiet yourself some. Tate loved hearing it though. He loved knowing just how much pleasure he gave you. "I'm close..." You whimpered, craning your neck to look at his face, beautifully twisted with passion, blond curls framing his face. "Oh, my baby boy wants to cum?" He gave you another sharp spanking. "Please?" Your voice got louder, more desperate. "Do it, cum for me, my dirty little boy." With his words, you came all over his hand, and you felt him spill into your ass, making you moan even louder against his sheets. His moans were almost louder than yours, fucking you through each of your orgasms,  nails digging into your skin. You collapsed onto your stomach, feeling Tate pull out of you slowly, leaning down and planting soft kisses against the red skin. "I love you, my baby boy." He whispered with a kiss before laying down next to you, sliding his arm around your waist and pulling you in tightly. "I love you too." You kissed his cheek, snuggling into the crook of his neck, as purely happy as you could ever be.