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[SDV] Bachelors x Juno Positions

Give your thanks to the anon above!

Summary: SDV Bachelors and which Juno (sex) positions they'd like the most.

Warning(s): Pure filth, Hint of crack in the headcanons [lol I like my jokes y'all], Gentle sex / Sleepy sex, Dub-Con, Drunk Sex, Threesome, A hint of Sadism sprinkled in Elliot's part, Pet-Play, Degradation, Dirty Talking, Orgasm Denial, A couple of instances of the reader being referred to as a slut (in Shane's part ngl).

Side Note(s): I love Sabrina Carpenter's juno positions so— OMG I HAD TO BRAINROT OVER THIS RIGHT IMMEDIATELY. Also, lol, this is a freebie way for me to headcanon which sex position the bachelors would like the most.

Elliot

"The London Bridge"; "Where the receiving partner lies on their back and lifts their hips as the giving partner goes between their legs to penetrate."

I mostly picked this for him because it sounded super fancy, like he is ✨.

On a serious note though, I'm a new believer in the fact that Elliot would totes like to see allll of you during sex. The way you look at him, how your chest and even the marks he'd leave on your skin.

Besides how good you feel wrapped around his cock, seeing how much you're enjoying the feeling of him is what would really get him off.

So walk with me and picture this, y'all—Elliot gets back from his three(?) day trip and is obsessing over you. Like, you can barely take two steps away from this man before he's immediately clinging back onto you like a baby monkey.

He'd kiss, touch, and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. All of the mumbo-jumbo. But when nighttime comes and you're fresh from a shower? Only in a towel and slightly flushed from the heat of the water?

It's on like Donkey Kong.

And I'm standing ten toes down on the idea that if you say something like "my hips hurt, help me". He'll have a bit of a sadistic moment and breathlessly tell you to "hold the position" or you're not cumming.

♡ - "Come now, my love...we barely started and you're already shaking?"

Elliot clicked his tongue, a smirk steadily creeping onto his lips as he watched you squirm and whine. Although he almost felt bad for making you hold this position, after all, you were beginning to complain that you were starting to get sore from it all! As Elliot dragged his fingers over your marked skin, littered with love bites and scattered hickies, the sight of hips slightly lifted off of the bed...all as they were spread juuusst enough to allow him to position himself in between as he slowly fucked your pretty cunt.

After being gone for three days on a trip to promote his newest novel, he couldn't help the urgency he felt to get his hands on you!

For the entire day leading up to this passionate night, he had been pressing himself against you, all as he delivered kisses to any available piece of skin, all the while making his need of you as clear as he possibly could! Sweet nothings were whispered in your ear, and his mouth turned into a pout as he tried to coax you to forgo your farmwork just for today so the two of you could spend some much-needed time in the bedroom together.

But you hardly budged.

So, after having to hold himself back for the last two days since he arrived back in Pelican Town—that's how the two of you ended up where you were now.

"You must hold still, my dear~" Elliot purred, his smirk only continuing to grow as he watched how your struggle was clear on your face. One that was torn between wanting to please him by continuing to do as he said, as well as the one that wanted to do nothing more than plop your hips back onto the sheets and demand that he fuck you that way instead! Yet the words on your tongue were constantly snatched away by how your husband would suddenly press his hand down onto where he could just slightly feel how his cock gently thrust in and out of your desperately clenching pussy. "After all, how am I supposed to fuck you the way you deserve if you don't hold still? You'll risk me slipping out..."

Bullshit, you thought. Your husband was so long that, typically, you thought you could feel him in the back of your throat. This position only increased that feeling tenfold. But it was hard to focus on how desperately you wanted Elliot to speed up when your hips were aching! "Y-You liar..." You mumbled, your hands clenching the sheets above your head. "Elliot—" You then turned to begging, even going so far as to muster up your best puppy eyes. "—my hips...t-they hurt...fuck me properly." You continued.

Elliot cocked his head to the side.

He adored listening to your pleas, any chance you provided him to see how you relied upon him for anything. It made his heart swell as well as filled him with an almost unquenchable need to see even more of you begging for him!

Thus, he couldn't allow his fun of seeing you beg so earnestly to be spoiled so soon, couldn't he?

Elliot trailed his hands even lower from their position of pressing down on your stomach, until his thumb sat at the hood of your clit before he began to rub gentle circles into it. Your breath hitched at the increase in pleasure, your fists gripping the sheets even tighter as your eyes slammed shut. "You sound so cute begging for me, my love," Elliot commented, his words laced with a seductive yet breathy chuckle at the end. "Begging for me to allow you to have a more comfortable position while your pussy continues to clench around me as if it doesn't want to let me go—"

A sharp moan tore from your lungs when Elliot suddenly picked up his pace, his cock beginning to poke and prod at that spongey spot deep inside your cutn. "Y-You must make up your mind—Ah...o-otherwise—otherwise...I'll think that you're meaning to be a minx." You tried to focus your vision enough to glare at him. "I-I'm not—a-a minx...!"

"Oh, but you are." Elliot reaffirmed as he began to lean over you, his hands tightening upon your hips even more as he drove himself into your pussy even faster. Each lewd aht aht that was punched out from your throat was like music to the writer's ears, soft moans of both amusement and pleasure leaving his lips as he focused his ears on your sounds. "You think yourself not a minx even though you make these noises?" You could feel Elliot's smirk against your skin as he leaned his head down to place wet kisses against your neck, his hair framing his face like an orange curtain while his eyes remained focused on every expression you made.

"No matter how much I praise you for your addicting beauty, you never seem to understand it—F-Fuck...!—m-my love...it's almost infuriating." He whined before you muttered another pouty moan of how your hips began to ache from the position he held you in. He'd let you have your relief soon, as soon as your weeping cunt made him cum. "Bear through it." He whispered into your ear. "You can handle it." He added on, pressing one last kiss to your neck before he tore himself away, lifting your hips up even further before he began to fuck you earnestly.

"E-Elliot...!" You screamed out into the air of your shared bedroom. The dirty sounds of the bed squeaking under the intense movement rang throughout the air alongside your cries of pleasure and Elliot's pleasure-drunk babbling of him praising how good you looked. How beautiful your skin was with how many marks he laid upon it, however, it was hard to focus on anything when that little bundle of knots deep inside your gut grew tighter and tighter to the point it was almost painful!

"E-Elliot...!" You panted.

"I know my love...I know..." He whispered, his eyes flicking down to how your cunt began to form a gooey white ring around the base of his dick. A telltale sign that you were on the verge of cumming. "Are you close? Go ahead." He encouraged you. "Cum around my cock, I'm close to..." You didn't need any more encouragement before you suddenly came with a shrill shriek, your fingers threatening to tear through the sheets as your cunt tightly clamped around Elliot's dick, the tightness forcing the writer to his own orgasm as he bowed over you once more with a choked-up gasp as his hot cum flooded your insides.

The two of you stayed still for a long moment...until Elliot felt a weak smack against his arm. "N-Now...f-fuck me comfortably!" You whined, your eyes still glassy with post-orgasmic bliss, but just focused enough to look at Elliot's face. He chuckled. "Of course, dear."

Sebastian

"Magic Mike"; "Where the giving partner performs fellatio on the receiving partner"

Okay, so the description of this is a bit misleading.

When it comes to sucking off our favorite emo, I'm not talking about the standard method of bobbing your head up and down with a lil' hand action going on.

No, I'm talking where you're pumping his dick with your mouth eagerly waiting wide open a few inches away. Kinda as if you were turning on a hose and waiting for the water to come out so you could drink it.

Therefore, I'd like to believe that seeing you so obediently and excitedly waiting for his cum—it would drive this man up the wall.

But for the sake of watching you continue to debase yourself like this?

He's more than willing to let you continue on interrupted!

♡ - His knuckles were somehow whiter than his own skin from how hard he was gripping the edge of his desk.

Especially with how he watched how your hand firmly stroked his cock, your movements silently screaming how you were begging for his cum to shoot from his throbbing dick. More than any other time in his life, Sebastian felt truly in control as he watched how your eyes were glued to his dick, your tongue practically lulling out of your mouth with how hard you were panting for his cock!

You were like a thirsty bitch trying to lap up water, he couldn't help but love it.

Sebastian laughed breathlessly, a mocking sound as his hand came to reach down to rest on your head. "Y-You're really eager for my cum, a-aren't you?" His head tilted to the side with a cocky smirk when you weren't even capable of answering. Far too engrossed in your quest to make him cum, much less register the fact that he was talking to you. He wouldn't have minded much, your soft hand stroking his dick so eagerly while you waited with bated breath for his seed made him twitch and throb madly. Every soft moan or breathless gasp that escaped his lips was only further evidence of his enjoyment of what you were doing to him.

However, he was even more of a dog for you.

More than you seemed to be capable of realizing in this moment, as all he could think about was wanting to hear your voice, hear you speak to him, even if it wasn't too clearly. Thus— with that thought in his mind, how could you even begin to fault him when he suddenly pushed your head to his cock, forcing your lips around the tip of of his cock.

He swore he would've came here and there if he didn't want to drag out this moment just a little bit longer.

"Shhiiittt..." Sebastian groaned as he threw his head back. "Suck my tip baby..." He whispered when he dropped his head back down to look at you.

Your tongue darted to lick his slit teasingly before you pulled yourself back with a whine. "Don't you enjoy my hand?" You pouted.

He couldn't help the frown that crept onto his face, gently coaxing your wet mouth back to the tip of his cock. "Don't ask me that," He grumbled. "I just...please, I want your mouth. I need a little more, j-just a little—Fuck!" Your cunt twitched at the sound of his needy 'please', that word more than enough encouragement for you to suddenly wrap your lips back around his cockhead, sucking and licking the tip while your hand continued to stroke the rest of him. You hummed at the salty taste of Sebastian, your other hand sooooo tempted to reach down to your clit and rub it to get a little relief as you listened to Sebastian groan and struggle to withhold his sounds.

Had you not been so focused on making him cum...you would've told him to stop attempting to hold back!

But, with how skillfully your tongue was licking around his cockhead, the lewd sounds of your slurping and moaning going straight to Sebastian's cock as you could feel his pulse through his cock—it wasn't hard for you to tell that him trying to hold back his noises was impossible at this point. "Don't keep me waiting, Sebby~" You said in between you teasingly taking your mouth away from his cockhead, giggling at how his hips would buck in an attempt to chase after your mouth.

"Cum." You continued. "Please?" Sebastian whined at the sound of your voice, his hands somehow gripping the edge of his desk even tighter as he could hardly control how his hips bucked into your mouth, driving his dick further into your mouth and subsequently driving himself closer and closer to his orgasm. "Y/N..." He moaned as his head drooped back down before his eyes cracked open to look at you. You groaned around his cock at the teary look he gave you, as if you had hung the moon and stars for him personally! It only encouraged you to suck him harder, your free hand moving to fondle his balls while Sebastian could do nothing more than accept the pleasure you were giving him.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck...!" Sebastian cursed under his breath, his chest heaving up and down. "Y/N...! C-Close—" His orgasm tore out of his body, stealing the very air from his lungs as his legs wobbled so much to the point you feared that he was going to fall down for a second! Ropes and ropes of his hot cum entered your mouth, the delicious salty taste making you hum and nearly smack your lips as if you had tasted a gourmet meal!

But upon drinking down every last drop of him, you popped your lips off of his tip with a lewd 'smack'. "Delicious~" You complimented with a smirk before you rubbed the side of your cheek against his dick. "Give me more Seb...this time in my pussy." You suggested.

He couldn't nod his head fast enough.

"The Eiffel Tower"; "One partner positions themselves on all fours while another partner stands in front of them (engaging in oral sex), and a third partner penetrates from behind."

I had to include this ngl, and my reasoning is simple.

I just like the idea of Sam and Sebastian tag-teaming the farmer. Sam at the back and Sebastian at the front, and you know what? Because I'm in a mood, I'll add a bonus thought and say that Sam would definitely tease the farmer and Sebastian while he's fucking farmer.

Something something— "Fuck farmer, you're moaning so loudly while your boyfriend is right here! Poor guy must not be giving it to you right."

"Since we're buddies Seb, take notes on how I'm fucking them braindead. Guarantee if you try this move on them next time, they'll come crawling back to you for more~"

"You're so red, Seb, whaatt? You want to be fucked next? I'll do it since we're friends lol."

Essentially, Seb is having a slight panic moment about whether or not he has a small cuck kink.

♡ - "How come you're moanin' louder than your girlfriend, Seb?"

Sebastian, oh so badly, wanted to act like he regretted his decision to allow Sam to come over to the farmhouse for the night.

At first, the intentions were innocent. It was all supposed to be a way to keep the fun going for the night! The three of you were going to watch TV, play a few games, and even drink a little of your homemade alcohol! But...one too many drinks later, Sam and you were sitting on the couch together while Sam sat in an armchair a little distance away. Nothing out of the ordinary, he thought. The two of you were just as close as he and Sam were! Yet, when Sebastian began to spot Sam becoming touchier and touchier with you, all the while he maintained eye contact with Sebastian, the recluse felt dirty for his inability to be upset at the situation.

He'd admit, he felt bad for the way his body warmed up at the sight of Sam being so bold with you.

And the way you immediately looked at him for his approval of the situation, prepared to tear yourself away from the blonde's touch at the slightest sign of discomfort...it only furthered his body beginning to grow warmer and warmer before—the two of you caught onto how his cock hardened in his pants, straining and beginning to pitch a tent in his sweats—he knew he had been caught, and in turn, his true feelings about the situation were revealed.

He found all of this hot.

Which is how Sebastian got to where he was now, his back against the arm of the couch while you eagerly choked yourself on his cock, the combined sound of skin slapping against skin while you moaned and gargled around his cock making the poor recluse throw his head back to let out his unabashed moans to the air while his hand weakly patted at your head.

And Sam was eating alllll of it up.

"If anyone were to walk by Seb, they'd think you were the one getting fucked rather than your girlfriend here—" You moaned when Sam sharply snapped his hips into you, a wicked smirk just beginning to creep up onto his lips as Sebastian dazedly looked forward once more. You felt Sebastian's cock jump inside your mouth as your boyfriend watched his friend fuck your cunt into the shape of his cock, Sam's quiet grunts and moans making you clench around the blonde's thick cock as he rubbed your ass in appreciation. "Show a little more shame, farmer..." You just barely heard Sam grunt out before he reached a hand forward to pull your hair, forcing Sebastian's cock out of your mouth and thus making you release all your sounds out the air.

"It's not good to be moaning this loudly when your boyfriend is right there."

You blushed as your head was strained to look up at Sebastian, only to see the man staring at Sam as if he was in a daze.

You couldn't pinpoint exactly why, but...you also couldn't help but twitch around Sam's cock at the sight, especially when Sebastian's hand twitched as if he was just itching for the right opportunity to stroke his dick to the sight of Sam fucking you stupid. And Sam caught on to it. "You're seriously going to stroke your dick to me fucking your girlfriend Seb?" Sam asked teasingly, much to Sebastian's embarrassment, before the blonde beckoned him to come closer.

You watched how your boyfriend scooted closer to Sam, his hand wrapping itself around his flushed, leaky cock before—your jaw dropped at how Sam pulled his friend in for a kiss. The shocked gasp that escaped Sebastian made your cunt clench tighter before Sam picked up the pace, nearly driving you into the cushions of the couch as if he were forbidding you to see him making out with his friend! Your boyfriend! But you strained yourself as best as you could to keep an eye on the delicious sight, the two men groaning into each other's mouths while Sebastian began to steadily stroke his cock before picking up into a pace that had him bucking into his hands, a sign that he was nearing his climax.

"Bet you wanted this to happen for a while, eh Seb?" Sam moaned into Sebastian's mouth. "Me fucking your girlfriend or perhaps—"

"S-Shut up..." Sebastian tore himself away from Sam's mouth before his head dipped down to focus on your face.

Adorable, Sam thought as he felt himself nearing his orgasm as well, his eyes flickering between your ass and Sebastian's face as his moans and grunts began to slip out more freely. "C-Close...!" Sebastian moaned.

Sam could hardly stutter out a warning before he had suddenly bowed over you, a whine leaving your lips as you felt ropes of Sam's cum flood your cunt, triggering your own orgasm as you started to feel trickles of you and Sam's mixed release slide down your thighs. And Sebastian wasn't far behind, your boyfriend's breath suddenly choking up in his throat before he came into his own hand, whispers of your name and Sam's upon your breath as he stilled.

Although the three of you didn't say anything for a while...you had it quickly figured out that this wouldn't be the last time you three were in a similar scenario such as this.

Sam

"Standing Doggy"; "The receiving partner bends over and arches their back as the giving partner penetrates from the back."

I won't keep y'all for long on this one, you guys know the drill when it comes to me writing Sam.

THE MAN IS A DOG.

But I'll put a spin on it and give the farmer the reins this time and say— I'd like to imagine that Sam would be super into the idea of the farmer collaring and leashing him while he fucks them. And bonus points if the farmer tugs on the leash when giving him a command, or telling him to ease up on the speed (to make sure he doesn't cum too quickly).

And while Sam's all for being obedient and all—receiving treats and headpats and such—being disobedient is wayyyy more fun for him.

Such as the second you're feeling too good. All of a sudden Sam picks up his pace and starts to really fuck you like he hates you, not only making you loose your grip on the leash but also encourage him to fuck you even faster/harder!

After all, with how loud you're moaning and babbling out nonsense, you must clearly want more!

♡ - "C'mon Sam...you won't get to cum inside if you don't speed up!"

Sam whined against your neck as you gently reprimanded him for his currently slow pace as he fucked you in the kitchen, one of your hands bracing yourself against the counter while the other tightly held and pulled on a red leash. The blonde felt like a useless mutt, one that was dedicated and trained only for the pleasure of his beloved master, and he could nearly faint at the situation he was currently in! The combined tight feeling of the leash and collar...it made his thoughts swim with even more lewd thoughts as the slight lack of air made his brain swim juuussstttt right.

"S-Sorry!" Sam said into your ear as he picked up his pace, the sound of you and his pleasure ringing out through the kitchen as his mind rushed with thoughts of what his cock looked like right now...covered in your lewd slick, beginning to form a ring at the base of his cock while maybe even a little bit dropping onto the freshly cleaned tiled floor— "S-Sam...!" You suddenly cried out when your boyfriend hit a spongy spot inside of you, the back of your eyes flashing white for a brief second as Sam popped his head up from the crook between your neck and shoulder.

He bucked his hips forward experimentally, searching for that spot that made you yell out like that again.

And when you did...he chased it.

Each sharp moan or breathless pant making him throb more and more inside your desperately twitching cunt as you clamped harder and harder around him, nearly making it impossible for him to move! "L-Loosen up, babe..." He whispered in your ear. "Feels...feels tooooo good." He moaned before he steadily unwrapped his arms from around your waist, trailing his hands down your sides before they found their way to your hips, where he quickly picked up the pace.

And before he could find his rhythm...you tugged on the leash. "Bad boy." You scolded with a swift look over your shoulder.

You then giggled teasingly. "Don't chase your orgasm. Chase mine!" You whined. "Otherwise...you'll be punished." Sam clicked his tongue, both annoyed and frustrated that he wasn't able to set the pace that he wanted in fear of being punished!

Times like these, he was annoyed that he couldn't help but be sooooo whipped for you, so willing to do anything that you asked of him, even if he wanted to do something else! All he could think about was pressing against your upper back, forcing your ass higher into the air and setting the pace he wanted. The pace that he knew, deep down, that you craved as your cunt repeatedly clenched around him, as if it were trying to coax him into fucking you like a rabid dog that was in rut.

And the more he thought about it, the sound of your moans in tune made him moan even louder against your ear as his sounds became needier by the second.

The more he thought about testing his luck.

First, it turned into him staying still against that spongey spot inside of you for a brief second longer, each breathless moan that was punched out of you making him smirk to himself while he used your quickly dizzying mindset to slip one of his hands down to your pussy. At first, it started off as an innocent touching that you didn't bother to take note of, hell, you hardly even minded when Sam began to gently rub and pet at your clit! And Sam definitely noticed how your once tight grip on the leash began to ease up, getting more and more looser in your hold by the second, it seemed, before you barely noticed at all how it had all but slipped from your grip!

Next, he began to subtly speed up once more, trying to take his time to find his rhythm until...he found it.

And like a dog that had been taken off its leash to run around a little...that's exactly what Sam did.

"S-Sam!" You gasped when you felt your boyfriend suddenly press his heavy hand into your upper back, making you bow further against the countertop before screams of pleasure began to bubble up and threaten to escape out of your throat.

When you tried to regain control of the situation by catching a hold of the red leash dangling mere inches away, Sam slapped your hand away and took the leash for himself, opting to place it between his teeth and bite onto it before he fucked with you with true earnest. "S-Saaammmmm...!" You drawled out, your mind quickly losing itself to the pleasure of your boyfriend practically beginning to bully your cervix. "Y-You were supposed to let me take c-control this t-time—A-Ah...!"

"S-Sorry Y/N..." The blonde's words were muffled thanks to the leash. "B-But you couldn't expect me to hold back for long, could you? Your cunt feels too good..." He whined as his hand moved to arch your back even more. His eyes were glued to how the fat of your ass rippled with each harsh thrust of his, the repeated slapping of skin on skin damn near sinful as his eyes threatened to roll to the back of his head as he continued to grunt and groan at the feel of you.

"Bad dog!" You whined. "B-Bad—ooooohhhhh...d-dog...!"

Sam let out a throaty laugh as his hands once again traveled to your hips, forcing you to meet his harsh thrusts as he threw his head back. "Y-Yeah...keep calling me a bad dog," He laughed before his words began to fall short in anticipation of his quickly approaching orgasm. His balls began to tighten, and his vision became unfocused, the symphony of your moans quickly furthering him along as he lost himself to the feeling of your warm caverns, the way they clenched around his dick and the sloppy sounds of your slick sticking onto him.

How could you expect him not to disobey?

He was no short of addicted to your pussy. "Fuuucckkkk...." Sam whispered as he leaned back over you, his chest pressing against your back as he wrapped his arms around your torso to fuck you even harder as he pressed himself further into you using the balls of his feet. "T-There...!" You cried out to the blonde when he began bullying your g-spot even more, small strings of your slick squirting out of your cunt as the knot inside of your stomach tightened up in anticipation of your quickly approaching orgasm. "C-Cumming—"

Sam chuckled when you couldn't even finish warning him, his laughter quickly cut short, however, when he let out a long-drawn-out groan at the feeling of you squirting all over his abdomen and thighs. He was simply sad that he didn't have the extra energy to lift himself to watch you do it! But...he supposed there was plenty of time to see you squirt again when he bent you over the table next.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck...Y/N...!" Sam suddenly stilled against you as he came, a hoarse gasp leaving your lips as you felt yourself being filled, the warm feeling almost threatening to lull you to sleep if...if Sam didn't immediately find another wind. One that made your eyes widen in confusion. "S-Sam?!" You gasped. "What are you—Oohh..."

Sam tilted his head with a pouty whine. "Don't tell me you don't wanna go again? I wanna bend you over the table next..."

Alex

"Legs Up"; "Where the receiving partner lies on their back with their legs straight and in the air as the giving partner penetrates."

It was a toughie thinking of which position he'd like but—I think this one would fit him best.

Hear me out, any position that allows him to show off his strength or essentially manhandle you low-key. He's going for it.

A legs-up position not only allows that, but it also gives him the bonus of being able to see your face, any reaction to his thrusts, or the sight of your flushed cheeks. He'll be able to see every second of it!

So hear me out on this one— You and Alex have been having sex with one another for quite a bit now but there's always been a small error during it.

You keep running away! Not that Alex minds a little bit of a chase (not to mention the ego-boost from his dick being so good that you have to run away a little is HUGE) but having his dick slip out during the middle of him dicking you down is soooooo inconventient.

So after just getting down fingering you to the point of two consecutive orgasms. While you're stuck on cloud nine, he comes up with the idea that—if he doesn't want you to run, he just has to restrain your legs!

Which is how you wound up with Alex wrapping his arms around both of your legs, slightly shifted off to the side so that he's able to see every little expression you give him while you moan your lungs out!

♡ - "Aleeeexxxx...!"

For the last hour or so, that was the only name you could even think of crying out as the rough sound of your bed slamming against the wall echoed throughout the room alongside the lewd, slick sounds of skin slapping against skin. But...from Alex's perspective, you were practically asking for this to happen! Ever since the two of you started becoming intimate with one another, you've always been squeamish after cumming, opting to trying to crawl away from him even though you clearly wanted so much more!

Therefore, he devised a plan to keep you restrained via trapping your legs.

As he kneeled on the bed, his hips thrusting his cock deep in and out of your oozing cunt, he kept his arms wrapped tightly around your legs and fastened to his chest in order to keep you from moving around much. And although he'd feel you squirm and try to kick your legs every now and again...he couldn't help but smugly smirk when you cracked a teary eye open to realize that you weren't going to be able to move any time soon. Alex wasn't joking about his intentions of seeing every little expression that you had managed to steal away from him in the midst of you squirming away from him, trying to give you more pleasure.

"Aleeexxx....!" You wailed out as you practically tore through his bedsheets with how hard you were gripping them. "S-So big...!" Alex sneered at how shamefully loud your cries were as he molded your cunt to the shape of his cock, he was lucky that his grandparents had stepped out for a couple of hours!

Plenty of time for him to listen to you cry and beg for his cock for a nice long while. "Clearly," Alex answered you cockily. "You've repeated that line a dozen of times babe, I must've really fucked you brainless huh?" His smirk only grew when you were only able to babble out a couple of 'Uh Huh's. "So cute, babe..." Your boyfriend said as his eyes roamed over your sweaty form. First, his eyes wandered around your kiss, and how drool dribbled down the side of your lips, and how your face was flushed a deep beet red.

He pace stuttered when his eyes flicked down to your bouncing tits, almost hypnotized with how they moved in sync with his thrusts before his eyes dragged from your perfect tits and all the way down to your sloppy cunt. Alex nearly scoffed at how your cunt began to form a white ring around the center of his cock, a marker of just how much farther he had to go in training you to taking him completely. And his cock jumped at the idea. "A-Alex..." The sound of you babbling out his name once more made the athlete snap his attention back to your face before he smirked.

"What baby?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

"Close...! F-Feels good!"

Alex flashed you a toothy grin as he suddenly shoved your legs to apart, situating himself between your meaty thighs before he began to really fuck you. Your eyes threatened to roll to the back of your head, the delicious sting of Alex's balls slapping against your cunt driving you closer and closer to your orgasm as your hand shot to grab onto Alex's thick forearm, the feeling of your nails threatening to cut into him making your boyfriend hiss at the pleasurable pain as his forehead dipped to just barely touch yours. "Ah, ah, ah—" Alex quickly tapped the side of your face to get you to focus before he grabbed ahold of your chin and began to shake your face side to side, forcing you to blink open your eyes to look at him with a dazed gaze.

"—Focus right here," He whispered, as if he were telling a secret only for you and you alone to hear. "I want to see your eyes when you cum." You whined as your mouth formed into a lewd 'O' as you somehow felt Alex push even more of his cock into you, but you were too fucked-dumb to think about just how impossibly big your boyfriend was and could only focus on how good he was stretching out your pussy, the addictive ache and burn you felt making you come closer and closer to the verge of orgasming as your moans were replaced with quick pants.

"C-Cumming—!" You sobbed as the back of your eyes went white.

Alex had to force his eyes to remain open when the feeling of your cunt clamping down on his cock tore the orgasm straight from his dick, an almost overwhelming feeling as a drawn-out moan tore from the back of his throat. "Hah..." Alex laughed, a hoarse breathless laughter that made your cunt twitch at the deep sound. Yet you whined when Alex made a move to pull himself out to look at the mess he created, the sight of your combined fluids forming into a small pool underneath your ass making him let out a low whistle of contentment.

With how tired you were, though...your body could only twitch when you felt Alex began to lightly rub your clit with his thumb. "Think we can get one more round in before my grandparents get home?"

Harvey

"Spooning"; "The receiving partner lies on their side as the giving partner positions themselves as the “big spoon,” penetrating from behind.

To this day, I can't see this man as anything but a pathetic himbo.

Like, he strikes me as the type of guy that would tear up if his wife raised his voice at him by even a little.

Jokes aside, though— I see Harvey as the type of guy who doesn't have the heart to be rough with his partner at all. Their safety comes first and foremost, even if you were to assure him that you'd be fine, he'd still say no in the name of making sure you're safe!

Buuutttt, he's not immune to your charms in the slightest.

Therefore, if the two of you are fucking then it's soft sex all the way which brings me to my next point.

Harvey comes home from a long day of doing nothing at the office work. He's tired as hell, but he thinks you look soooo pretty as you're lying underneath the sheets, on your phone despite him constantly scolding you that you need to stay off your phone and get more sleep!

However, since you're up already, he supposes that you won't mind pulling you to his chest and fucking you, right?

♡ - "Sorry..."

That was the first word Harvey uttered to you when he slipped underneath the covers with you when he arrived home from another long night at the office. For a moment, you were confused, first thinking that he was apologizing for being home late again, even though you've constantly told him that you didn't mind! You'd rather have him be late helping people than anything else! But...as you sleepily listened to Harvey get comfortable behind you, wrapping his arms around your torso before he tugged you to his chest, you were on the verge of going back to sleep until...you felt his hand slip down your chest.

His hand trailed lower and lower and lower until a finger hooked around the waistband of your shorts and began to gently tug them down to the middle of your thighs. "...Harvey?" You sleepily spoke to him, causing your husband to pause in his actions before his head moved to try and "hide" away in your neck. "What are you doing?" You hummed.

"...I've missed you." Was his shy response. "I didn't mean to disturb your rest." He continued to speak even though his occupied hand was already moving to tug your underwear down to join your shorts. You giggled at how sweet Harvey sounded before a quiet moan left your lips when he began to pepper kisses on the side of your neck while he started to rub himself against the back of your ass. "Y-You're not disturbing me..." You hummed as you exposed more of your neck to Harvey, giving him more room to kiss you before another moan left your lips when your husband dipped a finger between the folds of your cunt and started to gently rub your clit.

He always touched you so tenderly, as if you were made of glass despite all the time you've spent in the mines battling monsters and all other creatures alike. You could feel yourself quickly warming up as your clit hardened in response to Harvey's touches, the doctor quickly tearing his hand away from your steadily wettening pussy to fully tug your bottoms off before he rose your leg and got back to work. You felt as if you could sink right through the mattress with how good you were feeling. "H-Honey... You blissfully sighed as you then reached a hand behind you to begin gently stroking the hard tent that had been pitched in your husband's boxers, eliciting a sharp gasp from the shy doctor before he tucked his face away into the crook of your neck that he had been kissing moments earlier.

"Y-Y/N..." He murmured against your skin. "Please—"

"Please, what?" You giggled teasingly when you felt Harvey twitch against your hand, your finger moving to teasingly tug at the waistband of his boxers in an effort to coax him to answer you. Despite both of you being married, as well as the fact that you had made it more than clear that you craved his touch and his warmth no matter the occasion or what you were previously doing. Harvey had always made it a point to ask for your consent, even if there's no use in asking for it to begin with!

Luckily, though, you didn't mind much.

It only made you want to see him unravel even more.

"Please..." He begged. "Let me feel you, fuck you, please." Without waiting for a single second, you had fully tugged Harvey's boxers down enough for his cock to spring out from his boxers. You smirked pridefully when your husband whined at your gentle touch, at how you gave him a few generous strokes before angling him at your entrance. "Well? C'mon, don't leave me—ooohhhh...!—w-waiting...fuck—H-Harvey—" Just as your eyes were fluttering closed from the feeling of Harvey suddenly piercing you with his cock, your eyes shot open to how he turned your head to face him before he pressed his lips to your own.

The featherlight touch of his mustache tickling your upper lip made you smile into the kiss, almost shy moans beginning to leave your lips as Harvey began to thrust into you.

He wasn't too big nor too small, juuussst right to fill you up and girthy enough to stretch you out, to where you were able to feel the veins of his dick rub against the sensitive walls of your cunt. "F-Fuck...honey—you feel sooooo good." He whispered against your lips, parting from you just long enough to allow you to breathe before he dived back for more. Harvey's kisses were gentle yet eager, as if each breath he stole from you wasn't enough and he was always craving for the next one.

It was similar to how he fucked you, gentle yet punctuated with a hard thrust each time he reached the base. Every batter into the deepest parts of your cunt brought you closer to your orgasm, and in combination with your sleepiness, the lack of air from Harvey's eager kissing and the pleasure from his cock...it was an easy thing to reach as you began to grip onto the back of Harvey's neck for stability. "C-Close—mmhp—"

You felt your husband's cock twitch inside of you at your words, his pace beginning to pick up even more as his moans and pants began to escape from his mouth more and more. "C-Cumming..." Harvey whined as he parted his lips from yours once more, staring into your sleepy eyes with watery yet thankful ones. "S-Sorry..." He whispered.

You chuckled, your hand moving to cup his cheek. "F-For what?"

"C-Cumming...too s-soon—Fuck—j-just wanna please you, for as long as you need."

You flashed him a gentle smile. He was always so worried about you and your pleasure. The sheer love that grew more and more in your chest accompanied with the feeling of your quickly approaching orgasm, your pussy clenching repeatedly around your husband's length and only ushering him into whimpering and letting out almost crybaby-like moans making you want more.

Moremoremore.

But you willed yourself not to be selfish.

There was time in the morning to take a little bit more from your husband. "L-Let's cum together...please?" He begged.

You didn't have to be told twice as you came with a drawn-out moan of Harvey's name, Harvey only a second behind you as his hips suddenly stilled against your pussy. The two of you basked in your shared climaxes in a comfortable silence, exchanging kisses and sweet whispers to one another as you felt Harvey soften inside of you, yet you tightened your grip on your husband suddenly when he made a move to pull out. "...Stay." You mumbled, almost embarrassed by your request.

But there was little time for you to remain embarrassed when Harvey nodded his head with a chuckle.

Shane

"Reverse Cowgirl"; "The receiving partner straddles them, with their back facing their partner, and lowers to achieve penetration."

I'm just gonna come out and say it, Shane is definitely asking you to ride him when he's too drunk to fuck you properly but way too pent up to try and sleep his boner off.

After so many times of fucking your thighs when he's drunk and horny, one day he gets fed up with doing that! Especially when all he can think about is wanting to feel your cunt wrapped around him!

And this problem is exactly how reverse cowgirl became his new position.

Both of you benefit! Not only does he get to see and knead your ass plus the both of you getting pleasure instead of it being mostly one-sided, he also gets to maintain control! If you get too cocky? He fucks right up into you and steals away your breath and that budding cockiness.

So check this idea out—Shane sitting up on the bed while lazily sipping at a beer while looking over your shoulder, watching TV. If you stop bouncing on his dick, that's another thirty minutes of him watching TV and you not cumming while he's free to creampie your cunt all night long until you make it through an entire episode without stopping!

♡ - This was the best end to his night that he could ever dream of having in his entire life.

When Shane arrived home, he was on the verge of being drunk. At the bar, he only had a couple of beers and made a point to himself to call it quits once he had hit two! Mostly for your sake, as all he wanted to do was cuddle up with you without the risk of you crinkling your nose at the smell of heavy alcohol on him. But...upon the surprise of you lying on the bed naked with a fresh pack of his favorite beer brand on the nightstand.

All of a sudden, he wished that he hadn't drunk at all if he knew you were going to do this to him! He would've had wayyyyy more fun drinking if it meant you were going to be bouncing on his cock while he lazily sipped at his drink.

And luckily for him...that's exactly what you intended on doing tonight.

"C'mon, hon', don't get lazy now," Shane grumbled as he sipped at his beer can while a random show played on the TV in your bedroom. Though, he could hardly begin to give a damn about the show that was playing as his eyes were glued to the way your ass bounced up and down on his lap, the lewd squelching noises of your pussy juices sticking to his cock making him twitch inside your cunt as if he were some hormonal teenage deep inside a cunt for the first time. "I thought tonight was supposed to be my surprise? And yet you're being so lazy..."

He smirked as he set his drink down, the feeling of your pussy clenching onto his girthy cock sending him an unneeded reminder of how much you liked him being mean to you. And with the warm buzz of alcohol rushing through his system...it only heightened his pleasure, and...in turn—his annoyance of how slow you were going. "I'm n-not being lazy..." You whined as you looked over your shoulder as you braced yourself on Shane's knees, trying to lean forward some more to put some more power into your thrusts.

The attempt would've been adorable to him if he didn't feel as if you were teasing him on purpose!

It wouldn't have been your first time riding his cock, he taught you more than well as to the proper way to ride him, as well as building your stamina to doing so more times than he could count! Thus, it was only right for him to deliver a warning slap to your ass cheek with a click of your tongue. "Do you really want me to take over?" There was more meaning to those words, if he were to take over—your pussy clenched at the idea as you once again looked over your shoulder to Shane.

And the man's eyes narrowed as he scoffed, taking another sip from his beer. "Slut." You whined when he spanked you once more. "Since y' wanna be sneaky...good luck not cumming for the entirety of my show while I creampie this greedy cunt of yours."

Your mouth dropped. "W-What!?" You gasped. "You can't—Ah!" You nearly fell forward at the force at which Shane slapped your ass, smoothenening out the pain via rubbing your ass a couple of times before he cooed to you as if you were some petulant thing. "Aww, don't regret your words now, baby. Just go thirty minutes without cummin' and you'll be free to cream and squirt on my dick allll you want—" Suddenly, a wail of a moan tore from your mouth when Shane thrust up into you, his thick cockhead battering into your spongey g-spot and effectively making you topple forward as if you were a stack of cards to a hurricane.

"Sit up." Shane set down his beer can once more before he tugged you back to sitting properly on his dick, not allowing you any leeway. "I know y' can take my dick better than this, must've been too lenient with this sloppy cunt as of late." He smirked before he took both of your wrists into one hand, pinning them to the small of your back and using it as an anchor as he fucked up into your cunt.

You swore that if you lived any closer to the town, everyone would've been able to hear your screams of pleasure as you tossed your head back to moan and whine to the ceiling. With how easily Shane was pressing his dick into your g-spot, it was impossible for you to not quickly reach your orgasm! That fine line of being on the verge of cumming leaving you on the verge on insanity as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you swore you were beginning to see a combination of white and black spots in your blurry vision.

But as soon as the intense, pussy-clenching pleasure came...it ended just as quickly.

And all with Shane laughing mockingly from behind you. "S-Shane...?"

"No cummin'." He repeated himself with a punishing thrust up into your cunt. "Don't think that this sweet surprise you put on for me is going to get you out of trouble." He snickered before he resumed his thrusts, his cock twitching inside of you as you whined at the feeling of his prominent vein dragging up alongside the walls of your cunt. Tears of frustration of being denied your orgasm, especially with how good Shane was fucking you, began to teeter on your eye line. You tried to focus on anything else to help you somehow make it through the show that Shane had randomly put on, but...it was soooooooo hard to do so when Shane's cock twitched so addictively inside of your pussy and sounded as if he were on the verge of cumming himself.

Those deep groans and grunts made you clench and tighten, each sign of your oncoming orgasm being met with a reprimanding slap to your ass. You were in an unfair fight, the pleasurable pain mixed in with everything Shane did to you...how could he expect you not to cum?!

The force of your orgams being punched out of you nearly made you pass out, your climax forcing another wail from your lungs before you felt yourself falling back and onto Shane's chest. Your chest heaved up and down, your vision unfocused and blurry as your head rested on Shane's shoulder. Shane was only gracious for so long to allow you to come down from cloud nine on your own before, when you were coherent enough to look at him.

You were met with a sharp glare. He sighed in disappointment. "Truly, when did my cute farmer become such a slut who can't follow commands?" You flashed him an apologetic smile before Shane took you off of his cock and forced you to lie face down on the bed. "Hope y' enjoyed that orgasm baby, you won't be gettin' anymore like that for the rest of the night."

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