#the numbness SUCKED my tongue and lip were so swollen

[milkshake2008]

extremely lazy edit but her beauty outnumbers all stickers so it would be too much for anyone to handle

[screampied]

I feel like Sukuna eats pussy the best in jjk (besides Geto). Like he'd be FEASTING till you're crying and shaking

꒰১ warnings. fem! reader, ōral (f receiving), mild dacryphila, eating from the back, impact play, he has a forked tongue

whenever it came to pussy eating—sukuna ryōmen was just nasty,

with no shame whatsoever, he doesn’t care. all he really cares about is having you arched over the wooden leg of his throne, your ass all out and drinking out orgasm after orgasm out of you. he really knows no bounds— a starved man, he’d eat you out until there’s fat tears sticking against your naturally lengthy lashes. “o-oh my goddd,” you’d whimper out. not even seconds after, you’d just finish a release and he’s already delving his long tongue between your slick folds again. your taste makes him groan, he’s never had anything as sugary sweet as you. a sharp nail of his gingerly scrapes against the juncture of your curves as you arch forward. your mouth opens—pretty pink tongue unfurling as you’re just feeling the tip of his tongue wander to its hearts content. he’s messy, if it’s not dripping down his chin he doesn’t want it. you shudder, feeling him thrust his tongue in and out of your puffed cunt before he pries your thighs open further. you gasp, hearing him gather a nice amount of spit before it delivers right against your dripping entrance. “s-sukuna, you’re so nasty.”

“gotta be when your pussy’s this wet,” he huffs.

a thumb stroking down against your swollen slit. with a tongue skimming across his lips for an extra relishing taste, he rolls his tongue out all the way and you can even hear his throaty, ‘ah’ noises as he prepares to dive back in.

sukuna groans, feeling himself get hard just from pleasing you. with a rude spank, he speaks in a rough tone. “arch for me more. ‘m starved ‘n i need seconds.”

it’s not even long before the curse is nose deep. your pulsating folds were continuously being sucked and you already feel your tummy heaving. then texture of his tongue. the length, the forked structure of it all that repeatedly slurps everywhere inside of you makes your toes curl up. despite them curling, they were numb anyway so you felt practically nothing.

he’s snarling, fangs of his occasionally poking against your clit. sukuna chuckles as he feels your ass wriggle against his face, he brings a thumb towards your hood before he glides it across. “what a fuckin’ mess. jus’ can’t get enough, can ya?”

and with sukuna— he’s thorough.

and while you’re happily arched over for him, eyebrows bunched together into a cute furrow, he makes sure that his tongue licks every part of you. a wet, slippery trail from your pussy to your ass, even between the secluded inner crevices of your thighs. he’s greedy, he doesn’t like when you make an attempt to touch yourself. each time you try to play with your pretty cunt whilst he’s eating, he smacks your hand away, grousing a “don’t touch my girl.”

his girl— your pussy.

sukuna’s favorite thing to do would be to constantly spit on your folds, only to lap it up, then spit on it again,

bonus if he finishes eating you out, telling you to come here, then makes out with you so you can taste how much of a messy girl you were for him. he likes hearing you moan, the nibbling he creates against your slit has you sobbing profusely. with your own two hands, you feel against your mounds that were glued against your chest, rocking against his face as you feel yourself approaching the inevitable abyss of pleasure. a groan leaves his lips as your ass jerks against him, he’s gotta hold you still so he can savor this,

savor you..

with glistening reddened lips of his, sukuna briefly departs his mouth from your love palette and with crimson bloodshot eyes—his own lustrous saliva dribbles down between your slit, dragging a thumb to softly snake against your convulsing nub. your mouth stupidly dangles open that it’s almost comedic. you then feel a whimper die out your throat, rubbing your ass against his face, “kuna, ‘s good, right there pleasepleaseplease.” it’s only then when he snakes a hand between your thighs, prodding his fingers alongside your saturated pussy. the moment sukuna starts to maneuver tiny circles and shapes against your pussy, you were just about done for. the staticky friction from his palm going against your folds scratches such a lewd itch in your brain.

you’re going haywire—crazy for more of his touch. as years merely blinded you from how they were welling into your sockets, your voice becomes strained from your numerous whimpers. he sucks you so good, so much of your slick pours down his chin that it even starts to get into his kimono.

sukuna ryōmen was nasty,

but his tongue was even nastier.

it doesn’t miss a single spot, he’s all in the depths of anywhere and everywhere.

you chew your lip in salacious anticipation. unhurriedly, you rock back against his mouth as you feel his callused fingertips gripping against both parts of your ass, spreading it even further.

sukuna leisurely dips his tongue into you once more, it’s probably been the umpteenth time by now as he kisses against your clit. “mhm,” he’d hum to himself, your eyes were visibly rolling back. you saw nothing but darkness. as he’s bringing you closer and closer toward the edge. your nails grip against the arms of his throne, embedding into the hardened material before you whine, shimmery tubby tears forming above the outer corneas of your dilated pupils before you make a cute attempt at crawling away from his mouth but he drags you back.

“girl get the fuck back here. can’t have my meal runnin’ away now, huh.”

[nymphoniah]

thinking about pornstar!old man!logan having a channel where he and his pretty princess play for a while, or rather, he plays with his little doll, teasing her clit for so loooongg and edging her, until he gets bored and doesn't stop making her cum, overstimulating her, obviously she's such a cry baby, pleading him to stop but everyone knows that in the inside she doesn't want to stop. need this man to fuck me dumb and record it ngl 💝

trash magic | logan howlett

a/n: you read my mind!! omg i was thinking about this the other day, about what it would be like running an account with logan, and oh my god my brain was absolutely going numb just thinking about ittt >_<

pairing: pornstar!old man!logan x afab!pornstar!reader

contents/tags/warnings: nsfw, minors dni, 18+ only, filming pornography, porn with a little bit of plot, age gap (reader is in their 20’s), oral sex (female receiving), cunnilingus, cum eating, pet names (princess, babydoll, etc.), overstimulation, daddy kink, manhandling

when you proposed the idea to logan, he thought it was absolutely ridiculous. sure, in his 200 years, he’s seen some shit, experimented sexually when he was younger, but that was before.

now that he’s visibly aged, logan is reluctant to admit that he feels self conscious about the way he looks—he’s worried that he isn’t at the “top of his game” for you, that you’d leave him for a better, younger looking guy.

but that thought never crosses your pretty little mind. his age, the way he looks, it doesn’t bother you one bit—if anything, it spurs you on even more. you love every single of his “imperfections”, at least that’s what he calls them.

in your eyes, he’s perfect.

filming your first ever home video was a slight challenge, having to figure out which angles to record at while struggling with finding the correct lighting.

after smoothing out all of those bumps along the way, the two of you found that you had quite a knack for making porn.

the films you and logan would made could never be compared to the fake shit you’d see on those sketchy porn websites. no faked orgasms, obnoxiously loud moaning, none of that nonsense. when the two of you fucked, you absolutely fuckin’ meant it.

“no more…” you sob, feeling your mind getting hazy. you were at your third, no, fourth orgasm, but logan was convinced he could pull another one out of you. “s’too much, daddy!”

“you taste too sweet, princess” logan mumbles against your cunt, his beard drenched in your arousal. “just one more time f’me, yeah?”

his tongue messily laps at your folds, paying close attention to your aching bundle of nerves. he alternated between licking and sucking at the swollen button, making you whine out in ecstasy.

“m’gonna cum.. gonna cum…,” you pant out, shutting your eyes tight. your hips buck into logan’s face as you run your fingers through his hair, slightly tugging at the strands as you felt your core tighten.

“let it all fuckin’ out, babydoll,” logan groaned, flattening his tongue against your womanhood to increase the pressure on your clit. “c’mon and drench daddy’s face in your cum.”

you absolutely lose it, and the coil in your stomach snaps for what it felt like the hundredth time. you’re a whining mess beneath logan as he kept your legs spread out, his massive arms keeping you in place.

“thank you… t-thank you,” you bawl as a steady stream of tears fall down from your face, ruining the mascara you carefully applied on prior to shooting.

he continues to lap at your cunt and watches how you crumble at his touch, observing the way your brows furrow in pleasure while breathy moans escape your lips.

once you finally catch your breath, logan pulls away, beard glistening with your arousal. he readjusts and places himself on top of you, caging you in with his arms.

“taste yourself, sweetheart,” he murmurs against your lips before he parts your mouth with his tongue, sloppily making out with you.

logan breaks the kiss, and a single strand of saliva connects your bottom lip to his. using a single hand, he cups your face and squishes your cheeks together.

he roughly grabs at your jaw, turning your face to the camera that was propped at the foot of the bed with a tripod.

“now let the people watching know how good your old man fucked ‘ya.”

[hoshigray]

꯳⃘꤫⃛✿ contents: Toji + Nanami x afab/fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - oral (m! + f! receiving) - face-fucking + sitting - clitoral play - double penetration; anal & penetration - reverse cowgirl + missionary (fusion?) dp positions - spitting - pet names (baby, mama, princess, pumpkin, sweetpea) - mention of drool/spit and tears.

Nothing beats the feeling of your husbands, Nanami and Toji, taking turns spoiling you rotten. Nothing but utterly raw skin-to-skin action with the two hands and sweat cascading on every skin of your body left untouched, and your lips barely keep your moans locked to your throat. The neighborhood may be sound asleep, yet that atmosphere is entirely different within the heat of this master bedroom.

Your face is glued to Nanami as he kisses you, pillowy lips taste his old, favorite scotch, same with the tongue flaying around with yours until he sucks on it to have you mewl so alluringly. “Mmm…hey, sweetpea.” He coos with his half-lidded mocha gaze warming you, straightening his posture on his knees as the glans of his cock meet your lips. And your mouth instantly waters as you suck him in with hallowed cheeks.

Meanwhile, Toji sits right underneath you, his face buried in between your thighs, scarred lips peppering your wetness with slow, lazy kisses that have you whimpering on Nanami’s shaft. The older man’s tongue burrows between your folds, groaning at the sense of you on his tastebuds, slurping anything and everything the muscle can get. And his nose bumps onto your clit, your muffled shrill music to his ears. “Fuck, mama, smell so good…taste too fucking good…”

So fucking sticky — that’s how you’re feeling at this moment. Your lips were coated with your spit, pooling over and painting around the blonde’s shaft. This pace of his hips quickens with haste, speed growing to where he gives in and fucks your face. Wails are muffled, and you submit to him with every hit to the back of your throat. God, he looks so disarranged, his golden locks not kept in their tidy form, sweat gleaming from the ceiling lights, and chocolate eyes scanning your face stuffed with his cock. He titters, watching you suck him off so eagerly, and rewards you with more ruts to spill your saliva down to your chin.

Jesus fucking Christ, Toji’s moans as he eats you from below are to die for, feeling his voice of pleasure reverberate from your insides. The raven-headed man has no desire to let you go, his firm hands on your thighs to keep you on him. “Oh, don’t do that,” he licks your clit sluggishly after pulling you back onto his tongue. “No runnin’ ‘way fr’m me, princess…” Your lower half can’t help but motion to ride on his muscle, and your husband contentedly sucks your labia until you shudder.

There’s too much going on at once – your lips are puffy and hot from the hits of Nanami’s pelvis drilling into your mouth, while Toji has your legs trembling with a mere flick of his tongue, evoking screams that are felt on Nanami’s cock. “Mmmff, mmph!” Shit, this is too much! Your head pounds because of the fair-haired one, and the dark-haired other makes your eyes crawl upwards. I’m gonna cum…!

“Haahh, ohhh, ohhhhshiiiit, I’m gonna cummm!”

“Hnnffuuck, I can tell…! Squeezing my dick like crazy, pumpkin…”

Your legs wrap around Nanami’s waist as he rocks into you. As the hour goes on, your body goes numb to the overstimulating sensations your husbands bestow on you — so drunk off them using their little wife like a fucktoy. Your swollen cunt, full of Toji’s semen and your wetness, is now being pumped by Nanami’s dick. Pistoning his length until his balls profound, excess substances seep down to the crevice of your ass. All the while, Toji is under you, his girth stuffing your asshole.

“Fuck, so tight,” Nanami curses, strands of his hair now stick to his forehead. “Trying to milk me dry, baby?”

“Heh, they’re doin’ the same here,” Toji snaps his hips concurrently with the other husband, rushed dicks brushing your walls too good you gasp. “Hm, ya want me to fill this nice ass of y’rs, too, baby? Bust my whole load like I did to y’r pussy?” He sneers at the twitch of your ass puckering, embarrassed to hear his words, yet your body can’t suppress the excitement. “Well, at least your body is honest enough; so needy for y’r husbands’ cocks, huh.”

You turn your face away from his. “Don’t say—ohoo!–say…” 

A hand from your fondled chest comes up to snatch your chin. “Heh, what’re ya shy fr’?” Toji kisses and chews on your bottom lip until you whimper, shoving and exchanging tongues with blissful moans. It isn’t long before Nanami bends down to peck your cheek, claiming your lips immediately after Toji lets go. 

“Hey, sweetpea, open for me.” Words you follow, your mouth opening for him to spit, drool falling gracefully down from one tongue to another before Nanami slams his face into yours, the rhythm of his hips increasing from the sound of your yelps being taken by his mouth.

Nanami kisses you passionately, hot air puffing from brushed noses and lips smacking, and Toji whistles at the sight. “Hot as hell…” Toji lays his lips on your neck and cheeks as his hands keep groping your chest, rutting up to your ass aimlessly, along with the blonde’s cadence.

Once again, senses are pulled into overdrive. Your body and nerves are too sore and keen from constant pleasure, tears threatening to streak from your eyes as Toji sneaks two fingers to please your clitoris. Wailing aloud into your husband’s mouth, you succumb to the climb of your crescendo, and it rattles your frame to the core. Both holes contract with each hit of your orgasm, causing the men to groan merrily and lock into your climax until tranquility. A few more rough thrusts to your clamping entrances, and they soon fall into their respective orgasm. 

Nanami breaks away from the kiss, spit breaking the connection while he removes his dick from you, and the spurt of his semen falling out with it, trailing from your hole and spilling to your ass still plunged with Toji. “Ahhh, you’re a mess,” he comments with a smile, rubbing your cheeks. 

And Toji sniggers in agreement. “Don’t hear ‘em complaining, though,” he brings your face to his to kiss. “Right, mama?”

You sigh into his lips with a simper. And as warm bodies and sticky skin relax and cool down, nothing beats the feeling of being spoiled by your husbands. 

© HOSHIGRAY2024 – reblogs and comments are appreciated wholeheartedly ⊹ dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more.

[harpsinfinity]

Simon making you love his fingers

Simon "Ghost Riley X fem!reader

Warnings: smut, pet names: love, Lovie

The thick calloused fingers pumping deep inside you made your mind melt. His thick, deep voice enough to make you clench around his fingers, talking you through it like it's nothing. "you like that, Lovie? Fuck, yeah y'do, s'pussys drippin f'me" his other hand planting it's thumb on your swollen nub, watching as your hips jerk upwards, body squirming in mind-numbing pleasure, soft mewls pulling from your throat, only continuing to get louder in volume. "Look at those pretty hips chasin' my fingers" he chuckles, his fingers curling just right against that sensitive little spot inside of you. Your melting at the touch, so soft and pliable in his lap. He pins your hips against him and continues to rub quick circles around your twitching nub. Your head leans back against his shoulder, your body trembling as you feel the familiar knot form in your stomach, your eyes rolling back into your skull. "S-si !" You whimper, your breath getting caught in your throat "look at me, love" you look up at him, turning your neck to meet his gaze, your eyes teary and glossed over. Simon crans his neck to push his lips against your in a needy kiss. You moan into his mouth, your walls clamping down on his fingers, desperately trying to chase your high "that's it Lovie, cum fr'me" within seconds his fingers were coated with your essence. His fingers slide out of you, reaching to push past your soft lips, you immediately latch onto them, swirling your tongue around them as you suck them clean.

"We're far from done, Love"

[mommynott]

Omg omg omg I’m OBSESSED with your blog and love your writing!! Could you do an established relationship with Theo where he is MEAN and degrading and just overall super rough and if you could include giving him head (I wanna suck this man off so bad) ahhh ily and thank you in advance if you do it 😛

Awwwwe anon! You’re too sweet love, appreciate you bunches! 💋

Of course, I wrote out this little Drabble of toxicbf!theo/mean!theo BUT there will be more coming too👀 I’m a sucker for toxic men all around

Girl you and me both 🫦

Alright let’s suck some dick😈

Unhealthy Embrace

Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: You’re sucking off Theo but this time he’s your toxic…mean…degrading Bf

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, CHARS 18+, toxic!theo, toxicbf!theo, mean!theo, oral, degrading, blowjob, toxic relationship, dirty talk, rough, slapping, dom&sub

Gluck Gluck Gluck- The sounds of you slurping down your boyfriend's massive length was heard around his dimly lit dorm room.

“Open up- Open that fucking throat. I know you can.”

Theodore growled, his hands wrapped tightly in your silky hair while he shoved you further down his cock. Feeling tears pricking your glossed-over eyes. “-Mhhmm” Muffled little whimpers fled your lips along with your drool.

“More my little whore…Open it the fuck up.”

Here he was again, his dominant side in full force but when wasn’t it? He always had that natural assertiveness to him…and the maliciousness.

Theo pulled your mouth off his throbbing soaked cock, tugging your head back. A gasp for air escaping your lush lips. “-Fuck…I’m trying, baby-” -Slap

Your cheek burned up as Theo swatted his heavy palm across your face, his jaw clenched. Those ocean eyes darkening down at yours. “Try harder, whore.”

Submissively, you nodded your head, gazing up at him apologetically from under your lashes. “O-okay-“ Your knees practically sank into the stone floor, or at least it felt that way from how long you’d been blowing him for.

Before you could even finish your sentence he rammed his shaft deep down your throat once again. Both of his hands gripping tightly in your locks.

“Fuckin’ Finally- Cazzo…That’s it. Take this fucking dick down that throat.”

Theo grunted through his merciless plows, your mascara now a mess as it dripped down your face. Your spit drenching around his cock.

Was Theodore toxic? Mean?….An asshole? Perhaps. But you fucking loved it. Living for the roughness of not only your relationship but of the sex too. Granted, you weren’t perfect either.

“Faster, slut- Fuck! Faster…” Theo growled, barring his teeth, not holding back as he fucked your pretty face. Tasting the leaking salty precum that dripped from his tip, all over your tongue. A sinister and cruel smile danced on his lips. Enjoying seeing you like this. As a fucking mess. His mess.

“-Mmhhmm-“ You managed to muffle out while you bobbed your head even faster, the pressure of him pushing you down practically numbing your esophagus.

Your throat was surely bruised by now, getting completely destroyed by Theodore. Not like this was anything new though. Not at all. You fucking lived for this.

“You better swallow-Fuck! You better swallow every last drop, understood?”

His eyes were now as dark as the ocean's shadowy depths. Somewhere only the sirens could drag you too. You could feel his shaft twitching around your stretched-out throat. Blinking the tears away from your blurry vision. “-cum…down my- throat…” You mumbled through his rough thrusts.

The drool leaking down onto Theo’s balls, your needy little whimpers, your luscious and swollen lips, the delicious-looking mess of you. He couldn’t hold back anymore, his sticky seed spilling down your throat. And like the good little sub you are, you took it all, swallowing it whole just as you were told.

“Cazzo, Cara….” Theodore breathed out, slowly letting his cock slip out from your mouth. He took his thumb, brushing it over your full bottom lip before lifting you to your feet. “Such a good little slut…my little slut.”

His tongue glided over the inside of his cheek in a taunting manner before pulling you into a hug. His musky cologne mixed with the smell of stale cigarettes wafting over you. A smell you had grown to love regardless of how toxic he could be.

“….And….I always will be, Theo.”

With your voice now hoarse from the insane beating your throat had endured, he reached his hand down, planting a hard smack to your ass before throwing you onto his bed. Stalking over to you with a hunger.

“Damn right…I've destroyed that throat of yours…Now it’s time to destroy that little pussy…”

Heheheh had so much fun writing a little bit of toxicbf!theo

Anything for my smut sluts 💋

Requests and asks are open for you beauties, anything you want even if it’s just to chat 🥰🖤

Divider is from @anitalenia 🌙

[holybibly]

A sweet treat for my bunnies in honour of the one and only fascinating fox, Jung Wooyoung's birthday.

Unholy hour of the day: You love Wooyoung's possessive side, maybe so much that sometimes you don't mind playing with fire to see how long you can push his buttons before he puts you down.

Or you flirt with the other members, and Wooyoung has to use a rather unconventional method to remind you who you belong to. Inspired by their latest comeback, your boyfriend tests your limits by using ice play.

Warning: Temperature play, ice play

"Tell me, who do you belong to, Peach?' Wooyoung asks you in a sultry, hoarse voice as he hovers seductively over you and slowly moves his cold, plump lips along the tender column of your neck. You can feel the remnants of ice that were still in his mouth quickly melting as they come into contact with your heated skin, sending shivers of excitement through your spine. His lithe, strong body traps you between the searing heat of his smooth, honeyed skin and the coolness of the black silk sheets, plunging you into a voluptuous abyss of contrasting sensations as he continues to leisurely explore your skin with his incredibly soft lips and licking the moisture that has accumulated on it languidly with his cool tongue. 

"I don't know... maybe you're the one who can tell me who I belong to, Woo?" Your voice is hardly louder than a whisper as you say these words. Maybe you're being a little too bold, teasing Wooyoung like this, knowing full well that he won't let it go and will surely punish you for it. But the dark, burning stare of his heavy siren eyes and the sharp touch of his teeth against your skin were absolutely worth it. 

Wooyoung lets out a grim chuckle that doesn't bode well and makes you shiver before he grabs a fresh ice cube from the crystal vase on your bedside table and slides it across the hollow between your soft, large breasts. The air in your bedroom is so exhaustingly heavy, mixed with the rich smoky cherry scent of Woooo's favourite perfume, and it settles into your lungs with each deep breath, soaking into the airy velvety flesh of your lungs and clouding your mind. Your whole body blossoms under his touch. The contrast of the hot body hovering over you and the scintillant cold ice feels divine, delightful enough to make your pretty pussythrob with desire.

"Hmm, try it once more, Peach. C'mon, it's so easy, isn't it? Who do you belong to?" Wooyoung begins to guide the ice cube up the side of one of your breasts until he has pressed the clear, frozen piece of water against your berry-red nipple. Over and over again, it goes round and round your swollen, pointed nipple in a circle until the ice has completely melted. Warm trickles of liquid run down your sides and down your stomach, dripping onto the silk sheets beneath you and leaving dark trails of desire, and you catch your breath as he leans over your breast and sucks your almost numb nipple into his wet, warm mouth. 

Your whole body burns with fever from the scorching touch of his soft, sensual lips. You tangle your fingers in his hair, squeezing the silky, raven-wing-coloured strands between your trembling fingers as he continues to service your nipple with his tongue and teeth. Wooyoung gently bites down on the sensitive flesh, holding it in tension, and then pulls gently on it a couple of times before releasing it from his mouth with a wet, loud 'pop' sound. 

"Peach..." Your boyfriend purrs sultrily and huskily, taking a fresh ice cube from the vase. "I'm still waitin' for your answer."

"Maybe it's San? You know he looks after me..." You stammer, continuing to annoy Wooyoung, but all of your insolence melts away as quickly as the ice as Wooyoung begins his delicious torture with your other breast. The sensation of the cold and the heat makes you gasp for breath, and you raise your juicy, soft thighs in a silent plea for more.

"You know I can do this all night, baby." Wooyoung runs his cold fingers over your belly as he slides down your body and nestles himself comfortably between your spread legs. 

I... I don't know...' Your hips sway invitingly to his touch as Wooyoung's fingertips finally reach your pussy. Even though you know it's coming, you can't help but let out a loud cry as the icy cube caught between the pads of his fingers presses against your clit. 

He rubs the melting ice cube agonisingly slowly around your sensitive nerve cluster before lightly pushing it between your plump labia to slide it down your slit to your little hole. Just when you think Wooyoung can't make his little game any more sophisticated, he blows lightly on your quivering wet folds, causing you to roll your eyes in pleasure and squirm in your spot. The black silk sheets beneath you are soon soaked with melting ice and the slime that oozes from your trembling hole. 

Wooyoung barely lets you breathe as he clamps a new ice cube between his teeth and spreads your labia with two fingers, then presses the ice directly against your swollen clit, watching it shrink and turn red from the cold. Cool water runs down your cunt as the ice cube melts in his mouth, and Woo continues, soaking you with the melting ice until it's completely gone, then stroking your clit with his hot tongue—the change in temperature making you shiver with excitement, your hands clutching the sheets tightly as your hips begin to sway weakly against his caresses.

"Just say it, baby, and I'll fuck you. That's what you want, Peach, isn't it? Do you want my cock to fill up that needy cunt of yours?" Wooyoung purrs in between long, messy licks of your pussy, his tongue feeling like it is scalding hot as it swirls around your clit. To spur you on to the right answer, Woo slides two cold fingers inside you. He immediately presses them against your sweet spot, rubbing it mercilessly with his wet, icy fingertips. 

You squeal as his fingers begin to fuck you roughly and quickly, stretching you in the most delightful way, and you belatedly realise that Woooo has not taken his rings off. The massive pieces of silver jewellery drag along your slippery, quivering walls, cooling your heated flesh each time Wooyoung slides his fingers inside of you until his broad palm is completely pressed against your wet, trembling cunt. 

"Damn it, Peach, just tell me who the hell you belong to." Wooyoung growls in a low voice as he wraps your swollen clit with his sensual lips and sucking on it in the same rhythm as his fingers work their way into your hole. He is practically breaking you down, his name hanging on the tip of your tongue as you get closer and closer to your orgasm. 

And then it stops. Wooyoung releases your throbbing clit and slowly pulls his fingers out of you, leaving you with a pitiful whimper as your cocky behaviour comes back to haunt you in the form of a ruined orgasm. 

"No... Wooyoung, please let me cum." Your whimpers pitifully. Your whole body is twitching in the painful need for that sweet release.

"Oh, you finally remembered my name, huh, peach?" Wooyoung grins wickedly and reaches for another ice cube, only to slide it across your slit again, causing you to gasp and squeal loudly. Woo moves the rapidly melting ice cube to your clenching hole and pushes the half-melted cube into you, sending a violent shiver through your entire body. He has to press his palm against your stomach to hold you in place as he continues to slide the ice cube in and out of your pussy until it melts into a puddle in his hands. "So, I ask you one last time, my sweet Peach. Who do you belong to?" Wоо's voice is soft and hoarse, and you can't resist him any longer. 

'You!' You cry out, just as Wooyoung pushes his fingers into you once more. "I am yours, Wooyoung."

'That's right, baby.' Woo smiles as he flexes his fingers inside you and strokes your G-spot with the pads of his fingers to pamper you for your obedience. 'Have you finally decided to behave like a good girl?"

'Yes, I have Daddy.' You whisper in a trembling voice. 'Now are you going to fuck me?"

Wooyoung chuckles, painfully slowly pulling his fingers, smeared in your slime, out of your hole, and crawling up your body, trapping you between his body and the silk sheets again. His eyes are dark and full of lust as he leans down to your face to kiss you lightly on your parted lips. 

"Yes, Peaches, now Daddy's going to fuck you."

[meiluu]

Edward Cullen's Mate

Edward Cullen/ Afab!Reader

cw: SMUT 18+ MDNI, oral f receiving, unprotected p in v sex, edward breaks the headboard hehe, and edward is completely enamored with you.

(I need to get this out of my system, been thinking about him a lot recently...)

this was supposed to be a short drabble but i just couldn't shut up

reader pov.

Being with edward has been nothing but a beautiful and slightly chaotic ride. With finding out he wasn't human instead was a hundred something year old vampire along with the rest of his family. And then as your relationship grew as did the romance between you too, and that grew tenfold when the magnetic pull you felt for one another was because you were mates.

Fated to be together, equals, crafted for one another, you both completing one another and that never felt truer than now.

Body underneath his stony one, feverishly chilly lips leave a scorching trail of kisses from your neck to your bare chest. edward inhales your scent, and scent that didn't have him craving your blood like he was supposed to instead it calmed and aroused his body in a tantalizing mix. His eyes flick up to yours, pupils nearly completely dilated leaving behind a dark amber ring at the edge of his iris. Love and lust in his gaze has your body warming, and you knew that your gaze mimicked his.

"So beautiful. I'll never get enough of you my love." his word are spoken with nothing but truth. Leaving your shared gaze he continues his journey down your torso, soft hands caressing your hips squeezing the plump flesh before leading down your thighs to the backs of your knees. Mouth leaving behind love-bites upon your skin, each one sending jolts of heat straight to your core, evidence of your arousal staining the insides of your thighs.

Going lower with each kiss pulling your legs apart allowing him to sink further down, mouth right above where you need him most. A blush covers your cheeks and the tops of your breast, "Edward- you don't have to do that."

His gaze snaps up to you, and the sight of his head between your thighs with the full intention to bring you pleasure has you holding back a shiver. "I want to, God you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. Can I ?" Why would you ever deny that? Nodding your head edward goes back to staring at your weeping cunt.

Hands tighten their grip on you before he's pushing them further apart and up, completely baring you to him. You watch as his mouth descends until you feel his tongue lick up from the bottom to your clit. softly wrapping the bud with his lips gently sucking on the bud, sending a shockwave of pleasure through you. A moan falls from your slightly swollen lips, seeing your obvious satisfaction edward continues his ministrations. Swirling his tongue a sucking in your clit, body lighting up in euphoria as a ball of pleasure settles into the pit of your stomach. Shaky breaths leave you as your gaze stays locked onto edward’s head, vision blurring around the edges as your mind begins to wholly submit to him.

Then his mouth is leaving your clit all too soon, but you don't have to wonder for long where he's going next. His tongue delves straight into your cunt, mouth covering the bottom half of you. Your eyes widen before rolling back into your head at the mind-numbing sensation of his tongue massaging your walls, pushing in and out of you. Then one of his hands is leaving your thighs and begins to swirl your forgotten clit between his fingers.

Your breathing is uneven breast rising and falling as you try to catch your breath. Heart racing as your body becomes so pliant and warm under his devotion. Your moans and cries of his name bounce around the room, hands going to his soft hair to tangle themselves within them, hoping to keep yourself grounded. The knot within your belly only tightens with each moment that passes. Your mind lagging behind as it gets lost within this pleasure, you realize a little late that edwards tongue has left you but his cool fingers have entered and taken the spot where his tongue once was. Curling up sweetly rubbing into your g-spot, a near-cry of pleasure leaves you at this.

The ball of pleasure that had settled within your core tightened and then you where cumming, as your cunt milked his fingers as they continued to abuse your g-spot. With your high fizzling out of you, thighs shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. Your eyes open looking down to see edward leaning his head against the one thigh he still had a grip on, fingers still buried within you and a smirk of satisfaction upon his face.

"You look so gorgeous when you cum." giving the inside of your thigh a sweet kiss before he starts to sit up, wrapping your legs around his waste. Face rising up to yours, his mouth comes down giving you a kiss that leaves you breathless. "Do you want to keep going?"

"Yes-yes, please." no shame, your words are full of need and edwards smirk brightens. "Of course my love, I am at your whim."

Reaching down taking edward by surprise, you grip his hardness, a groan leaves him at your soft hold. Lining him with your cunt you let him slowly sink into you. Your head falls further into the pillow as edward grits his teeth hoping to keep himself in control.

He stretches you out just perfectly, filling you up with no space left and your walls wrap so beautifully around him, so warm and wet and oh so welcoming to his cock. You were both made for one another as you slot together- bodies entwined with one another. "Move, Edward please." as your words leave you, he is obeying.

With near flawless movements he starts a slow yet deep pace, bottoming out to the hilt. Each thrust has you keening in utter ecstasy body lit aflame. But his pace begins to pick up speed as your cunt continues to push him to his limits by squeezing him, and with every pull out of you, your walls are trying to suck him back in. God he never knew he could feel like this, so wholly enraptured, this was his new drug and Edward knew that he would never want to part from it.

Your thighs tighten around his waist, arms leaving the bedsheets to latch onto his back. Nails digging into his stony muscle, as your head buries into his neck where his scent is strongest. Your sounds of pleasure are right by his ear, the most beautiful song he's ever heard. His arms leave your waist in favor of the headboard, harshly gripping onto the mahogany. Edward moans along with you as he tilts his pelvis down and up, kissing your g-spot with the tip of his cock. And with his pelvis hitting your clit with every thrust back into your cunt.

Your arousal leaks out staining the fronts of his thighs along with the sheets beneath you, your heady scent filling the space around you two. Edward feels the head board snap then crumble within his grasp and not a moment after that does he feel your cunt quiver as you cum, walls milking him as a gush of your arousal stains his thighs. An unfiltered moan falls from edward, completely in shock at this sensation pace becoming frenzied as he pistons into you with the sole intention to cum within your cunt. Your head has fallen back into the pillow body buzzing in overstimulation as your third orgasm nears.

"Edward-please, please, I need it." words broken up by moans as you barely get them out. Edward's body hunches over yours, hands coming down from the shattered headboard to the sheets beside your head before quickly wrapping around your body. Pulling your chest against his, a hand against the small of your back the other at the base of your head.

His body trying to get as close to you as possible, trying to bury himself within you. Cock bullying your overstimulated and weeping cunt that continues to welcome him in with every thrust, pace now rougher and faster. Each time his cock bottoms out reaching the end of you your moans are punched out of you, mind having turned to mush. Your ears are hypnotized by the heady squelching sound of your cunt along with edwards moans of pure pleasure.

Edward feels the painfully tight knot of pleasure in his pelvis snap, cock swelling as he empties himself within you, eyes closing from the heavy orgasm. That orgasm grows tenfold with you cumming again, walls milking his cock in an attempt to ring him completely dry. Slowing down his thrusts as you both come down from your highs, coming to a stop as you are both left in the aftershocks of your orgasms. Gently bringing you back down to the bedsheets, turning to the side with you still within his embrace. feeling your racing heart against his chest.

Ever so softly he begins to place chaste kisses upon your skin along with 'I love you's, soon your body is lulled into unconsciousness, as edward continues to give his worship to your body. As you rest he lays protecting and watching over you and with every moment that passes does he fall more and more in love with you.

His mate, made just for him.

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[sinfullyrosey]

How to Tame Your Dragon

Malleus Draconia X Male!Reader

Warnings: Dom!Reader, Blowjob, Deep Throating, Mild Bondage (via a tail), Scent Kink, Degradation & Praise (aimed at Malleus), Rimming, Anal, Orgasm Denial, Malleus is a Simp Needy Sub

I put my whole ass pussy and braincell into this fic lol

The meeting had run a little later than expected, advisors droning on about some new laws drafted up and issues brought forth by the people. Others asking him his input on certain political issues and how he’s going to address them. All was just so draining and mind numbing to the young king.

But all of that doesn’t matter now what with the room having been evacuated of everyone save for himself and his human companion. The very same magicless human he had met at Night Raven College all those years ago and who had now become his partner in marriage.

You.

A mere child of man.

The one who has his heart in your hands and whose vision blesses his thoughts each and every day that goes by. The one who became his first friend, his first adviser, his first and only love.

The same lover who is currently sitting comfortably atop his throne, one leg over the other, your chin resting in your palm as you lean against the armrest. And he, sitting down on his knees at your feet, gazing up at you with unbridled adoration.

A cold look of fake indifference plastered itself upon your face as you leer down at your horned husband. Slitted eyes gaze back up at you, nothing but love and the desire to serve swirling in those gorgeous green eyes of his. He was being obedient, sitting back and waiting for your command.

“Hm, is there something you want, Malleus? You’re staring at me like I’m the last bowl of ice cream in the fridge.”

His expression brightened at your acknowledgment, scooting ever so slightly closer, hands still remaining firmly on his knees. His tail tip wagged slowly in building excitement.

“You, my love. I want you. Only you. Please, if I may, can I pleasure you once more?”

You snort at that.

Such a poetic sap he is. Speaking about you as if you were some fine jewel to be added to his growing hoard. You roll your eyes and sigh out a soft, “I suppose.” making his tail pick up in speed.

You shifted in your seat, moving to push aside your silken, black robe and pull your undergarments down, revealing your now unclothed dick and balls. You were semi-hard, his earlier words having more of an effect on you than you’re willing to admit, let alone acknowledge.

“You may worship my cock like you have done so many times before, but only with your mouth and tongue. You keep those hands away from me or else.”

“Yes, my dear prince. I won’t. Only my mouth shall serve my loveliest briar rose.”

“Good, good. Now, get to it.”

You lean back and watch as the mighty king of Briar Valley, royal fae who all fearfully respected, stuck out his tongue and began to lap at a mere human’s cock like some common brothel whore. His long, darkened tongue licked along the sides and underside, starting from the base and moving all the way to the tip.

You let out a long, blissful sigh as you felt your dick start to harden more under his ministries, his mouth sucking and kissing at the hot flesh. Malleus enjoyed the sounds you were making and worked to get more out of you.

He’d kiss and lick all the way up to the tip before wrapping his lips around your red, swollen head, and suck. He’d suck and hum in delight, sending vibrations throughout your length, making you leak precum directly into his awaiting maw. He began to swirl his tongue around the head and slit, forked tongue gathering as much of your precious cream as he could to swallow and savor.

Malleus could never get enough of anything you had to offer him, cum included.

“Mmmalleus… Oh, you’re doing such a good job…Aah~ Keep that up.”

Your praise fueled and prompted him to go further. Now he started to gently bob his mouth against your length, still sucking and lapping away. He wanted to take in as much of you as possible, to swallow you whole and gift you with all the sweet pleasures you so rightfully deserved from him.

You moaned louder as you felt your cock hit the back of his throat, walls squeezing around you as he gagged slightly. In his eagerness to please, he failed to properly prepare himself to take you. Your blurry eyes started to flutter closed, and you chuckled to yourself at your lover’s desperate mistake.

He attempted to correct himself while still sucking you off without interruption, making you purr in sadistic glee. He knew better than to stop over his own discomfort. No, he would never put his own comfort of yours, too desperate to keep you happy and moaning.

So, you let him, merely relaxing in your seat while he choked on your dick like a good cock-hungry slut. You let out a sigh and continued to focus on the tight, warm mouth you were fucking.

But your eyes suddenly shot back open when you realized a pair of soft, smooth hands were gently stroking your balls in just the right way that you liked. Your panting increased as he cupped the swollen sacks of flesh, rubbing his thumb pads along them and making them tighten and flex.

But as much as you enjoyed getting your balls fondled, you don’t enjoy how Malleus disobeyed you. Just as he started to use his sharp claws to softly graze along the sensitive flesh, you leaned forward to slap his hands away, sending him a stern glare.

“Hey! What did I say about keeping your filthy hands to yourself?! Mouth and tongue only!”

Malleus startled but obeyed. Keeping his hands off of you and slipping your length out of him so he could bow in apology. You continued to scowl down at him and crossed your arms angrily.

“Use your tail to wrap around your arms and keep them secured behind your back. Disobey me again and I won’t allow you to touch me, at all, for a whole month. Understood, Malleus?”

His eyes widened ever so slightly in worry, but nodded his head in understanding, nonetheless.

“Yes, my love. Please, forgive me…” He said, doing as you ordered and secured his tail around his arms behind his back, preventing him from using them any further.

You huff at his sad apology and roll your eyes. Still a bit tiffed, you promptly grabbed at one of his horns, holding it in a vice grip and forcefully shoved his face into your heavy, round balls. The sudden movement caught him off guard as he was met with the sweet, musky scent of your cum-filled balls.

“Since you seem to be so interested in them, then why don’t you put that mouth of yours to good use and lavish them? I might just be willing to forgive you then, my sweet, slutty king.~”

The fae inhaled your scent, the smell of you making his head spin and mouth water. Your grip didn’t let up so he had no other choice but to do as you requested and started lapping at the full orbs. You hummed in approval as his wet, warm tongue worked their magic.

“That’s it, just cover them in your messy drool. Disobedient dragons should atone for their naughty behavior.~”

Malleus moaned, maw giving open-mouthed kisses to the swollen pair. Your scent was filling his nostrils as he sucked on one of the meaty spheres, your large, leaking member resting atop his head.

“Mmm, you taste so divine my love. So sweet and lovely.~ I can’t… help myself…”

Your husband was moaning against you, lost in the euphoria your aroma brought. The sight alone caused a spike of satisfaction to shoot right to your growing ego… and dick. Causing it to twitch and pulse with the need to cum.

So, as much as you were enjoying watching him make a pathetic fool of himself, you still wanted to move things along already. You were getting impatient and he seemed too balls deep to do so himself.

“Alright, that’s enough of that. I want you back to sucking me off, mouth stuffed with my cock.”

You shoved his head away from you, startling him once more from your rough, abrupt nature.

“Now, open up, Mal~” You cooed.

He barely had parted his lips when you suddenly grabbed both horns firmly in your hands and shoved his head all the way down onto your length, forcing yourself into his mouth and down his throat in one swift motion.

The fae’s eyes widened as he gagged from the sudden intrusion, trying to accommodate for the newfound size taking up all of his space.

“MPH! Mm..!”

“Haah, you take me so nicely Malleus, as always. How does that feel, hm? Finally getting what you wanted you needy, little tart? Do I taste good shoved down your throat? Because you sure as hell feel wonderful around my cock.~”

“Mmmph, mm…”

You could see his eyes water at the corners over the strain in his mouth. While he may be struggling to gather his bearings, you knew all too well how much Malleus was enjoying your whole dick in his mouth again, able to taste and smell you so intensely.

His back even arching slightly, body trembling in some places. He was incredibly aroused right now and no doubt his own pair of dick and balls were just bursting to be set free and touched too.

You chuckle and release one hand to push back his bangs and reveal his patterned scales underneath.

“Oh, does that feel good Malleus? I bet it does. I bet that empty, little head of yours is now being filled with nothing but the thoughts of me and what you’d want to do with me, huh? Such a needy, hungry thing you are.~”

You crooned down at him, affectionately running your fingers over the scales, earning a muffled moan from him. You continued your petting, gently scratching your nails at the spot, making his eyes flutter and roll back in pure euphoric, lovesick bliss.

It truly was a sight to behold.

The very ruler of Briar Valley, a proud and powerful dragon fae, renowned for his skills in magic, on his knees for a mere human. The Malleus Draconia, slobbering on the dick of a much weaker and magicless pheasant, and doing so with such submission and reverence!

The thought alone had you grinning down at him, watching his shameful display of swallowing your whole length down as you used his horns as leverage to thrust into him rhythmically. You listened to the sweet sounds of his muffled moans mixed with the slick noise of his saliva and your precum dripping passed his lips.

You sped up your pace once you felt your approaching orgasm reaching its peak. Having long since lost your patience and just wanting to cum already, you focused solely on getting to your release.

And release you did. With a final shudder and the sudden feeling of your body and balls tightening up, your member finally squirted out all that built up emission. Ribbons of hot, creamy cum shot directly down Malleus’ throat, making him gag and struggle to gulp it all down, some still slipping past his dark lips and drip down his chin.

You slipped your still twitching length out of him, using your slick and his saliva to jerk yourself off in order to get every last remaining drop out of you and into his awaiting mouth.

“Keep your mouth open for me. That’s it, nice and wide. Show me that lovely, long tongue of yours. And make sure to swallow every, last, drop.~”

Obeying, he kept his mouth nice and wide for you, sticking his white-stained tongue out and catching any stray drops you oh so graciously gifted him. And once you were all through, he closed his mouth to swallow it all up, savoring the salty-sweet flavor of your essence.

“Good boy.~ You’re just as good at following orders as you are giving them.”

Malleus crooned under your praise; a deep rumble one could mistake for a purr reverberated from his chest. The dragon’s brain was near mush by this point, thoughts of only you rolling around in there. Your taste was still lingering on his tongue and scent wafting in the air, making his head even heavier with the presence of you. It was all so overwhelming yet not unwelcome.

“Oh Malleus~”

At the sound of your sweet voice calling to him, Malleus broke out of his thoughts to give you his full, undivided attention once more.

Only to be met with the sight of you with your back turned to him, body leaning over the throne, and ass in full view, swaying slowly back and forth as to tease him. A lazy smirk and lidded eyes were present on your face.

“Aren’t you forgetting something? I’m not finished being spoiled yet, my king.~”

In a sudden fit of excitement, the fae quickly stood up, untangling his tail from his arms and rushed to remove his own member from his attire in order to spoil you some more.

You let out an unimpressed ‘tsk’ and stopped him before he could go any further and attempt to stick it in you before being properly prepared first. Malleus was no small fellow, after all.

“Ah ah ah, I wasn’t referring to your member, Malleus. I was referring to that sinful tongue of yours.~”

Emphasizing your point, you placed both hands on either side of your tight hole and spread it open, making it wink at your aghast lover.

Malleus halted his previous ministries, licking his lips in lust-filled hunger. Seems like you were making the dragon work for it and wanted him to almost grovel at your feet. And grovel he will, because the moment the wafting scent of your sweet musk reached his nostrils, he was done for.

Immediately returning to his previous position on his knees, Malleus leaned forward to inhale as much of your scent before diving in. And just like with your previous spoiling, he had no scruples with lavishing your hole with his tongue.

You let out pleased sounds with each lap of his dark tongue along your tight ring. Each one opening up the puckered hole more and sending a buzzing feeling throughout your body. The feeling making you let out a satisfied, shaky sigh.

“Such an eager pleaser, aren’t you, Malleus?~” You mused.

The dragon hummed affectionately, sending vibrations that had you moaning and leaning into his touch. His whorish nature only made you chuckle more as you decided that you had also run out of patience and would now move on to the main course.

You turned around and shoved him away, earning a confused growl from the dragon. You simply stood up and gestured for him to sit on the now unoccupied throne. He did so, still confused but still eager to carry out any orders you have for him.

With a grin and now thoroughly prepared hole, you moved aside his robes to reveal his thick, neglected cock, then smoothly made your way into Malleus’s lap. He instinctually placed both hands onto your sides, claws digging slightly into your supple skin. Your ass was rubbing up against his throbbing member, sending his mind into a frenzy.

You looked up at him with lidded eyes, a knowing, seductive smile on your face. You could feel his tip leaking and dick twitch, just begging to fill you up. You gave him one quick, fleeting kiss under his jaw before you, finally, and ever so slowly, sunk yourself down fully onto his awaiting cock.

The sensation had the fae sighing in relief. A deep rumble sounded from his chest once more and you started to tentatively move your hips.

“You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you, Malleus?”

“Yes, my love! I’ve been waiting ever since you first sat down on my throne and demanded I began pleasuring you. I only want to pleasure you my precious briar rose.~”

You rolled your eyes at that, but still kept that same smile.

“Just be a good boy for me now. Behave. No moving or thrusting back. Just sit here while I bounce on this slutty cock of yours. Or else I’ll leave you dry and needy without a second thought.” You playfully threaten, wrapping your arms around his neck as support while you bounced in his lap.

Your lover heard you loud and clear and nodded his head in understanding. He rested his face in the crook of your neck as you bounced vicariously on his dick. He’ll be good for you, he promises.

“Mm, I know you will. Such a greedy dragon, after all. Wanting nothing but my cock, my hole, my attention.”

He crooned at your words, letting out a huff that sent a small, dark cloud puffing from his nostrils. You gently pat his head, keeping a slow, steady rhythm as he desperately restrained himself, shoving himself further against your neck to breath in as much of your scent as possible.

Your fingers slid into his silky locks once more, this time, more tenderly. You lovingly played with his hair as he grew closer and closer to his ineffable climax, soaking up as much of you as he possibly could. And yet, you still took it slow, ceasing your movements whenever you felt he was about ready to burst, and then continuing when he had calmed down. You repeated this cycle until you were ready to allow him to cum.

After all, you planned to savor this moment and milk it, and him, for all its worth.

[azzibuckets]

This is sort of a long and specific request but I just have this idea of an ansty fic idea for pazzi or reader.

azzi gets her wisdom teeth out and she’s like all loopy and when paige takes her home, they are all cuddled up. Azzi talks about the love of her life in third person and paige doesn’t realize it’s her until she does… but basically she’s like heartbroken until then.

loopy in love [pazzi]

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

a/n: i know i said i was taking a break from pazzi fics but god bless anon for giving me the best prompt i’ve ever read

word count: 1.5k

masterlist | part 2

“Make sure she takes acetaminophen or ibuprofen if she feels any pain,” the nurse instructed. “She can also sleep with an extra pillow tonight to support her neck and help circulate blood flow.”

“Alright, thank you. I’ll keep all that in mind,” Paige said gratefully. She looked over at Azzi, who was slumped in the chair. Her eyes were dazed and her cheeks swollen with numbing from anesthesia, but Paige’s heart warmed. Azzi had never looked cuter, she thought.

“I understand you guys are basketball players?” The nurse looked up from her clipboard of sheets with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah. How long is she out for?”

“No strenuous activities for at least three days, and definitely no cardio for five. We don’t want any rebound swelling or bleeding,” the nurse explained. “Other than that, you just need to sign her release form, and then you guys are good to go.”

Paige nodded, accepting the paper the nurse handed her and starting to work her way down the page. The nurse walked over to Azzi. “Make sure to keep biting on the gauze, okay hon? Your girlfriend can help you replace it with a fresh one every 20 minutes.”

Paige’s head snapped up from reading the fine print. “Oh, uh, we’re not dating.”

The nurse looked taken aback. “Oh! I’m so sorry! I just assumed…” she stared uncomfortably between the two of them. Paige flushed, knowing that the way they’d entered the office a few hours earlier hadn’t exactly looked very friendly. Paige’s hands had been wrapped around Azzi’s waist as she’d whispered reassurances in her ear.

“No, it’s okay.” Paige scratched the back of neck. “We kinda get that a lot.”

The nurse nodded awkwardly before hurriedly making an excuse to leave the room. Azzi wrinkled her nose, eyes following her out. “Did she think I had a girlfriend?” she slurred.

“She thought we were dating,” Paige breathed out a laugh as she signed the form.

“Ew!” Azzi gagged on her saliva. “I’m sorry, but we could never be together.”

“Geez,” Paige muttered, trying not to let the younger girl’s words sting too much. “I didn’t think I was that that revolting.” Paige turned the form into the receptionist before helping Azzi out of her chair. “Up we go,” she said softly. Azzi stumbled, but tightened her grip on the blonde’s arm to keep steady.

In the car, Azzi stared moodily out the window. Paige chuckled; she’d expected for the anesthesia to make Azzi more quiet and subdued, even though a part of her had wanted a loopy and crazy Azzi to laugh at. “You okay?” she asked.

Azzi started sniffling, and that’s when big tears started rolling down her cheeks.

“Woah.” Paige almost braked the car. “Hey, Az, what’s up?”

“I miss her!” Azzi cried out, folding her arms like a grumpy toddler. “Everything hurts and I can’t feel my tongue and there’s blood and I just want her.”

Paige’s heart sunk. She knew she should be supporting Azzi right now, who was so out of it from the drugs, but she couldn’t help but welcome back the burn of jealousy she’d gotten so familiar with the past few years. Pining over your best friend in secret was not an easy thing, but it was something Paige had become awfully good at.

“Miss who, babe?” Paige asked gently. “I can call whoever you need.”

Azzi dramatically threw her head in her hands. “Nooooo!” she wailed. “You can’t. Or else she’ll know.”

Paige bit her lip. “Know what?”

“That I’m in love with her!”

Paige sucked in a breath. Lately Azzi had been acting distant, coming back to their apartment late at night and making excuses for missing their movie nights. Paige had had a creeping suspicion that Azzi was talking to someone new, had been spending her hours with a new girl or guy she’d met. She’d tried to respect it - she knew Azzi would come to her and tell her if the relationship ever evolved into something serious. She always did. And now here Azzi was, confessing in her stupefied state.

“You’re in love with someone?”

Azzi leaned her head gloomily against the window. “You don’t understand, Paige.”

Paige hesitated. “I understand. I’ve been in love before.”

“No,” Azzi insisted. “You don’t. You don’t understand.”

Paige laid her hand over Azzi’s in an attempt to pacify her. “It’s okay, Az,” she soothed. “We don’t have to talk about this right now. Let’s just get you home first, yeah?”

Azzi snatched her hand away. “Of course you don’t wanna talk about it,” she grumbled, shifting in her seat to move further from Paige.

Once they reached their apartment, Azzi seemed to be in a slightly better mood. “I’m hungry!” she exclaimed as soon as the door closed behind them, immediately making a beeline for the kitchen.

“Uh uh,” Paige denied, running so she could stand between Azzi and the cabinets. “You’re not allowed to eat anything for a few hours.”

Azzi pouted, her bottom lip sticking out. “Pleaseeeeeee?” she whined.

Paige stifled a laugh at how adorable the younger girl was being. “I’m sorry, but no,” she said firmly.

“Ugh!” Azzi aggressively brushed past Paige, knocking her shoulder as she stormed out of the kitchen. “You hate me.”

“Quite the opposite.” Paige followed Azzi as she flopped angrily down on the armchair. “Stay here, alright? Imma go get some pillows and blankets for you and we can watch a movie?”

Azzi didn’t respond, staring grumpily at the dark TV. Paige rushed to gather the softest and biggest blankets she could find. She cursed at herself for not setting up the couch earlier. Now Azzi had to sit there waiting for her. Once she got everything, she threw it on the couch and tried to make it the most comfortable, padded blanket and pillow ridden couch in the history of all couches. “Come on Azzi,” she encouraged in a sing song voice. “Sit on the couch. It’s super comfy.” She patted the couch.

“Will she be there?” Azzi asked hopefully.

“Be where?” Paige’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“On the couch. With me.”

The blonde rolled her eyes, trying to hold in her exasperation but failing mightily. “Are you talking about that girl again?”

“Yes,” Azzi breathed out dreamily. “I think she’s it. She’s the one for me. I can’t stop thinking about her. Even before the surgery she was the last thing on my mind.”

Azzi sounded way too detailed right now to be talking randomly from being hopped up on drugs, which finally confirmed Paige’s suspicions. There had to be an actual girl that Azzi was talking about. She made a note to ask about it later, when the anesthesia wore off. Azzi had never spoken about anyone like this before, so this girl must be a big deal. A hot shot, Paige thought moodily to herself. But she’d support Azzi, like she always did whenever she started something new with someone. Don’t let her know, Paige reminded herself.

“So? Did you call her?” When Paige didn’t respond, too lost in her thoughts, Azzi’s bottom lip started to tremble. “You said you would!” Paige rushed to her, rubbing her back in the way she knew the dark haired girl liked.

“I don’t have her number, Az,” she said gently. “I’m sure we can get her to come over later, though.”

“She’s so pretty and she’s so kind,” Azzi said, now sobbing again. “I just want her here. Everything is always better when I’m with her.” She leaned into Paige’s embrace.

“Come on, Az, let’s sit on the couch, alright? Let’s put on a movie and you can try to sleep the anesthesia off,” Paige prodded. At last, Azzi got up from the armchair and sat reluctantly on the couch. Paige grabbed a blanket and wrapped it tightly around the younger girl. She made sure to stuff extra pillows under Azzi’s neck. “Comfy?”

Azzi nodded. Her tears weren’t flowing as heavily anymore, which Paige took as a good sign. “What do you wanna watch?”

Azzi perked up. “Cinderella.”

“Cinderella? When did you get into Disney?” Paige laughed, but she put it on.

Azzi nestled into Paige’s chest. “Cinderella looks like her,” she sighed happily. “Which is why I like it.”

Paige’s heart started beating rapidly. “What does she look like?” she asked slowly.

“She’s blonde. Has the bluest eyes ever,” Azzi murmured. “And she’s sooo good at basketball. You would love her.”

Paige bit the inside of her cheek. Was this really happening? There was no way this girl Azzi was speaking of was her. She felt excitement rush through her, but she tried to tamp it down. She wasn’t the only blonde, blue-eyed basketball player in the world. Feeling slightly guilty that she was interrogating her best friend in this state, she asked, “What’s her name, Azzi?”

Azzi inserted her leg between Paige’s so that their bodies were now intertwined. “Why does it matter?” she muttered, her words muffled by Paige’s shirt.

Paige softly traced the parts in Azzi’s hair with her finger. “I’m just curious, babe.”

Azzi yawned, sleepiness taking over her. “I can tell you later. If you want. Maybe.”

“Oh, we are so talking about this later,” Paige said under her breath. But for now, she continued playing with Azzi’s hair as Cinderella played in the background, lulling the girl to sleep.

[daisies-daydreams]

Only You (Hiromi Higuruma x F!Reader Drabble)

Pairing: Hiromi Higuruma x F!Reader Category: Smut Tags: Oral Sex (F!/M!Receiving), Face-Sitting/Face-Riding, Male Masturbation/Handjobs, Blowjobs, Male Moaning, Breast Job, Cum Marking/Pearl Necklace, Dirty Talk, Not Proofread Word Count: 1k+ Adult Content Banner: @cafekitsune Summary: Hiromi eating you out (and a bit more). 👅 A/N: Another drabble for my darling Higuruma 💗 I hope you enjoy!

"H-Hiro," you panted, your thighs shaking against his ears as he licked a sloppy, bold stripe along your juicy slit. Your nails dug into the worn headboard as you dragged your dripping cunt across his face, the tip of his nose rubbing against your swollen nub.

Your legs nearly gave out when you locked eyes with him, his gaze half-lidded and hair in a tousled mess.

"God, you taste so fucking sweet," Hiromi deeply rumbled between your legs before he puckered his lips around your sensitive bundle of nerves. A sharp gasp left you as he gently suckled on your clit, your eyes rolling back as your beloved flicked the tip of his wet tongue across your nub.

"F-Fuck Hiromi," you moaned as your puffy lips glided along his chin. The lewd sounds of your hips wetly snapping against his face combined with his tight fist pumping his hard shaft made your walls flutter and clench.

Both of you panted as your heart pounded in your ears, your pulse thrumming all the way down to your aching core.

"A-Ah, Hiro, I'm-fuck-I'm close," your voice cracked as you felt the muscles in your lower stomach start to tense into a deliciously tight knot. Your eyes widened when you suddenly found yourself on your back, Hiromi's tongue eagerly swiping between your slick lower lips as he kept your hips pinned to the mattress.

You moaned and squirmed in his grasp as your hands shot out to grip his dark, messy hair. Hiromi groaned as you tugged on his tousled locks, his eyelids fluttering as he bucked his hips into his fist.

"H-Hiro-" you panted as your heels dug into his muscular back. Your jaw dropped the second his warm tongue dove into the depths of your sex, his soft muscle easily parting your wet, pulsing hole. "H-Hiromi!" you screamed as your head snapped back and hips jolted forward.

You were numb to your own sounds of ecstasy as your entire body shook. Stars danced across your vision as your toes tightened and curled, every inch of your body trembling and glowing with euphoria.

"I-I-ahh," you moaned as your velvety walls squeezed around Hiromi's tongue. You could've sworn you heard your boyfriend gently coo as he slowly dragged his tongue inside your gushing core, moans of pure desire falling from his parted lips as he drank your delicious nectar.

You panted heavily as you slowly blinked your eyes, your vision starting to fade in. A soft whine rose from your throat as you felt Hiromi pull his face back, his tongue slipping from the depths of your warm sex as his breath fell over your labia. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw his entire lower face completely soaked with your juices: from the tip of his nose to the bottom of his chin.

Hiromi slowly drew his tongue over his lips before giving your cunt a slow, sloppy kiss.

Your legs shook as a jolt of pleasure shot through your cunt and seeped into your lower body. You felt your lover smile against your drenched skin before his eyes flicked up to your breasts. He sighed deeply and slowly rose to his knees. Your heart raced wildly as he slowly shuffled forward, his heavy cock slapping against your chest as the smell of sweat and precum filled the air.

"Is this okay?" he murmured softly. You smiled and nodded as you laid your hands on Hiromi's thighs, his muscles twitching beneath your feather-light touch.

"Yes, Hiromi," you cooed. His Adam's apple bobbed as he gave a slow nod.

"P-Push your tits together then, baby," Hiromi sucked in a sharp breath as he continued to stroke his thick, hard cock. Your mouth watered when you saw his swollen dick wrapped in his tight grip: his cherry red tip weeping with precum as it twitched in his hand.

You swallowed thickly as you shifted your arms, your breasts slowly enveloping his painfully hard shaft as his hand slipped away. Hiromi's breath stuttered as he gazed at his cock being squeezed between your tits, his girth pulsing against your chest as he leaned over you.

"God, you're so perfect," your boyfriend groaned as he dragged his cock between your breasts. You sighed and gently rubbed his thighs as his hips stuttered, his brows furrowing as he tried to maintain a steady pace. "Mmm, love every part of you - every curve and ridge, everything," Hiromi grunted as his hands clenched the sheets around your head.

The room was soon filled with the sound of his balls slapping against the bottom of your tits. Hiromi gasped when you suddenly parted your lips, your wet tongue flicking along his bulbous tip as his hips glided forward.

"F-Fuck," Hiromi moaned as his rhythm grew faster with every pump of his sharp hips. Your lips curled up as you let his cock slide into your mouth, your warm tongue swirling and teasing the head of his dick as he released a strangled moan.

"A-Ah, (Y/N)," Hiromi growled, his girth starting to dive deeper into your warm cavern as he clenched his jaw. The salty taste of his precum began to coat your tastebuds as you dug your nails into his thighs. A low, deep groan rolled over the room as he drove his cock forward one final time.

You kept your lips parted as Hiromi's cock pulsed and pumped ropes of hot, thick cum across your lower face.

"(Y-Y/N)," your boyfriend deliciously moaned your name as his hips slowly rolled back, coating your neck and chest with heavy lines of his warm spend. The look of unbridled pleasure lit up his face as he swallowed thickly, his shaft softening between your breasts as he released an uneasy sigh.

Both of you trembled, your bodies coated in sweat as he slowly opened his eyes. Only the sound of your combined heavy breathing filled the bedroom before Hiromi slowly shuffled back, his thumb gently wiping a smear of his cum from your lips.

His breath hitched when you suddenly latched your mouth onto his digit, your tongue swirling around his thumb as you moaned gently. Hiromi's eyes began to light up with a new desire as you released him with a slick "pop".

"Thank you, my love," he murmured. You squealed when he suddenly grabbed your hips before leaning his mouth over your coated nipples.

"Now...let me clean up my mess," Hiromi rumbled.

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ like never before, part 1 — han jisung x female reader

↻ around 950 :: best friend's brother :: cw. explicit smut. soft dom!jisung, "public" teasing, dry humping, dirty talk, begging, cumplay, use of "slut", "baby," "cutie," and "baby girl", slight edging, corruption kink if you look for it that might be developed later eheh.

you spend a part of your summer vacation at your rooomate's house, and her older brother is making you feel things you've never felt before. part one of a series of encounters.

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

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Jisung pushes his fingers against your lips, muffling your moan. 

“Shh…” he breathes in your ear. “You wouldn’t want anyone to hear us, right?” 

You shake your head, Jisung’s breath tickling your ear. Slowly, he inserts his thumb in between your lips, and you suck it in, swirling your tongue around it. 

“Good girl knows to listen.” 

Jisung bucks his hips, growling softly against your neck. His cock is trapped between your thighs, his warm body pressed against your back. Your wetness, combined with his precum, is drenching your panties, and you know he can feel it. The friction is sending shivers throughout your body, his cock grinding against your aching cunt. 

He feels so good between your legs, so warm and big, you don’t want him to stop moving. You want him inside you, all over you, your head going numb as Jisung continues to grind against you. He’s breathing harder, so you know he is close, but he keeps a steady rhythm. Your own climax is building fast, too fast. 

You desperately suck on his thumb to refrain yourself from moaning too loud and Jisung chuckles. 

“Is my good girl going to cum?” 

You nod, and Jisung stops moving. You can’t hold back the whimper from escaping your mouth as you desperately roll your hips around his cock. 

“Beg for it,” he grunts in your ear. 

You sound pathetic, and you know you are, humping your swollen cunt against his hard cock, frustrated at the layer of clothing separating you from it - but Jisung is holding you tight against him. 

“P-please…” you whisper. 

“Please, what?” 

“Please, Jisung… I need to cum… P-please make me cum…” 

“Tell me what you want, baby girl,” he breathes, smearing his wet thumb on your cheeks, against your neck. “Do you want my cock?” 

“Y-yes, I want your cock inside of me,” you sigh. “Your cock, your fingers, your tongue, a-anything…” 

“So desperate,” he chuckles. “Who knew you were such a needy little slut…” 

You can’t even argue with him. You never thought someone could make you go this insane, but you had never met Jisung. 

Your roommate from college - and your best friend - offered you to stay at her parent’s house for a week during the summer vacation. You had nowhere to go, while they lived away from the city, with easy access to the beach and plenty of space. Your roommate just forgot to mention that her incredibly hot older brother would be there, too. Jisung’s smile instantly stole your heart, and his way of looking at you awakened desire in you. 

You didn’t think he would be interested in you, but then the flirting started. He complimented you, helped you put sunscreen on your back. He stood so close to you one night as you made yourself a snack you were sure he was going to kiss you. He smiled at you, stared down at your body. There was undeniable attraction between you, but you didn’t know how to make a move, and you didn’t want your roommate to know. 

Earlier he sat down next to you on the couch for movie night, and his hand slid under the blanket to touch your thigh. His fingers simply rested on your skin, but the simple touch made you wet. He just looked so good with his dark hair, his deep eyes, his loose tank top showing his firm biceps and hints of his chest. You pushed your thighs together, hoping he would understand what he was doing to you, and his hand slid closer to your wetness without touching it. His thumb caressed your inner thigh as the movie played, the rest of the family completely unaware of what was happening. You were so dizzy you thought you would faint - you completely missed the movie, but you couldn’t care less. 

You had fingered yourself to the thought of Jisung minutes before he slipped into your room and pressed his hard cock against your ass. Did I make you wet, baby girl? You could only nod - you had never wanted anyone this bad. 

“F-fuck, Jisung, please…” you whisper now. 

He hums, placing a kiss on your neck, and starts to slowly thrust his hips, his cock rubbing against you once more. You bite your lips to refrain from moaning. 

“So fucking wet,” he says softly. “A part of me wants to rip those cute panties and fuck you right here… Stretch that little hole and stuff it with my cum…” 

No one has ever spoken to you this way, but you feel yourself clench, bucking your hips desperately against his length. 

“You’d like that, huh?” Jisung laughs. “Then let’s keep it for later… Let’s not ruin the fun by rushing things. For now I’ll just make you cum, yeah, cutie?” 

You nod, and Jisung thrusts his hips faster. His other hand grabs one of your tits above your tank top, massaging it, flicking your nipple. It only takes a few more seconds for your orgasm to wash through you. He muffles your noises with his hand, grunting hard, and removes himself from between your thighs as you ride your high. He pumps his cock in his fist a few times before he comes all over your panties, warm cum staining the fabric, soft grunts escaping his wet lips.  

Sighing in relief and delight, Jisung spreads his cum on your underwear. You can’t see that well in the darkness of the room, but the moonlight is enough to see the dark stains. Jisung shoves his thickness in his boxers again and bites your earlobe. 

“Better not wash those panties, baby girl, yeah? A souvenir from your vacation.” 

You don’t know what to say - you want him to stay, to keep doing filthy things to you, but Jisung is already standing up from your bed, his hair tousled, his defined chest making you drool a little. 

“Keep that cunt wet for me,” he says. “Next time I’ll show you how hard my tongue can make you cum.”

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hiiii! thank you for reading ♡ this isn't very long because I want to see if this series would be interesting to any of you... I have so many ideas for this aah!! if you think i should write more parts please let me know! ♡♡

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[toji-bunny-girl]

CONTENTS— swearing, supa bratty!reader (idk, kinda like powy), dom!aki, kinda ooc aki but wtv 👆👆, tw!Makima, smut, angst, cry baby reader, jealousy, brat taming, spanking, teasing, fingering, orgasm denial A/N— repost cuz it got flagged 🤮 👩‍🦽💨💨

“You’re acting like a freaking brat,” Aki mumbled into your ear, large hands grabbing your arm as his weight pushed you against the wall. Clicking your tongue, you tried to buck against his tightening hold—which only ended up futile.

“Get off, bastard!” you huffed, giving up trying to free yourself from him as you turned your head to face the wall, refusing to let him see the prickling tears in your eyes. 

“Makima-san gave you a life here, and yet how could you treat her like that?“ you didn’t need to look at him to know that he’s already got a frown plastered on his face. 

Makima this, Makima that. It’s like she’s the only one on his mind, and you hated the thought of it. You just got tired of how he wags his tail at her as if he’s her dog and was slightly annoyed at them. And now he’s getting all protective over her?

“Fuck you, and fuck Makima! Fuck everyone! I hate my life!” you wailed, letting your tears and jealousy flow out in front of Aki. You don’t even care anymore about acting cool, you just couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“—39!” you choked back your tears as another sharp slap rang in the bedroom, your skin going numb and your body jerking from Aki’s ruthless palm as he strikes yet again onto your flesh, peppered with painful red marks. There you were over his lap, with your skirt pulled over to reveal your bare and swollen ass while you were made to count your punishment.

“Are you going to apologise to Makima-san tomorrow?” his cool voice contrasted with the burning sting he afflicted onto you, as if he has no problem giving you such harsh punishment.

“Yeah, I’m gonna go to her and tell her to suck my dick,” the defiance was still unyielding in you, albeit you didn’t want to be punished any longer. But to be reminded with every throb on your skin that you’re in this situation because of her, it does nothing but make you despise Makima even more.

Aki sighed, shifting your weight on his lap while you stared hard at your puddle of tears on the ground. “She’s kind and gentle. So why would you treat her with such disrespect?”

��Well, I don’t get why you like her so much. All you do is bark or fetch whenever she wants you to!” you sobbed, vision beginning to blur with a different kind of tears, not from physical ache but the one brimming inside your chest. “When are you going to like me then?”

Silence served in the air before you managed yourself off of Aki’s lap, wobbly legs making themselves towards the door until a sudden pull brought you into his arms.

“Are you saying that I’m Makima-san’s mutt?” his breath tickled your skin as he whispered low against the back of your neck, the cool scent of his filling up your nostrils as the blush on your cheeks grew thick.

His hands found themselves resting on your thigh and another on your tummy, smoothing over the skin where his long fingers could stroke. Shock took over every nerve of your body, making it almost impossible to move while your heart twisted and squeezed in all burning ways.

“Not gonna come back with another snarky remark?” you didn’t need to turn your head to know that there was a smirk on his lips and if it was any other day, any other situation, and a normal you—you would’ve tried anything to wipe that triumphant smile off his face.

After all, what could you do in this circumstance surrounded by his warmth and scent? “Y-You—” you tried to speak but embarrassingly found yourself only capable of stuttering out your words.

Just as you were about the turn your head to glare at him, he suddenly crashed his lips onto you, and all angry fronts fell apart at once. You let him shift your body to straddle him, immersed in the way his plump lips felt and the minty taste of him while his hands wandered over your body.

“Aki…” you moaned his name when your lips parted, the air heavy and hot as you blinked at him through your eyelids, intoxicated from the kiss.

He only sucked the air through his teeth in return, palming your ass from underneath your skirt and smoothing his hand over your aching skin. His lips trailed up your neck and a shiver slithered along your back as you threw your head back into the air. Slipping off your top, Aki’s breath hit your chest the moment you revealed yourself bare to him, the hair on your skin standing tall before he let his tongue twirl and flick your nipple, his fingers busy rolling your other bud.

“Fuck,” you breathed, locking your hands around his neck. Peering down at him, his gaze caught yours and a blush grew crimson on your cheeks. The man you’ve always liked now pleasuring your body with such expertise, centralised on hearing you moan his name from his touch.

Lifting you to have you lay on the bed, Aki’s hand reached between your thighs, rubbing against your panties before his thumb drew slow circles on your clit. Your arms brought him closer to your face by his neck, drawing out moans against his lips before nipping his lower one when his finger quickened.

A soft frown itched itself between your eyebrows when he paused in a sudden, a slight annoyance blooming inside your chest from a missed orgasm. He pulled his body away from you before his hands tugged the waistband of your panties down and off your ankles, his tongue swiping across his lips to wet them as he inhaled the sight of you lying almost naked in front of him.

A spark of lust danced in his dark eyes as he watched the perverted look on your face—hazy eyes blinking up at him with tears still clinging onto your eyelashes, your lips swollen as an evidence of his kiss.

Moving forward to hover over you, Aki slipped two long fingers of his into you while noting the way you sink your teeth into your bottom lip, your chest tugging upwards into the air in a sharp inhale.

“Haah—” you gasped when his digits started moving in and out of you, slowly rubbing over the sloppy walls of your cunt and the soft spot deep inside. Your thighs tried to clamp close when his pace fastened after a few long strokes, your sensitivity growing to the brim after his fingers unrelentingly stroke your g-spot over and over again. But you were simply in no match with Aki’s strength when his hand grabbed one of your thighs still, making you capable of only crying and screaming aloud.

“Please, Aki! M’gonna cum!” the sheets was crumpled up in your hands as you arched your back, tears of pleasure prickling at the ends of your eyes, a strong wave of orgasm building up inside your tummy. All you needed was the last push to have it all wash over you, just a little bit more to send your mind blank.

Yet instead of another promised stroke, all you got was the absence of his digits in your needy cunt, dripping and yearning for something. Then as you lifted your head to glance at Aki, all you see was another smirk on his face—

“Bad girls don’t get to cum.”

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[ijbolz]

EUNSEOK — who won't take a shaky 'yes' as an answer, always leaving you on your own with your needy glistening cunt as he refuses to fuck you unless you consent clearly. and it won't do when you avoid eye contact, voice coming out softer than you expected, fingers fidgeting.

he's always giving you a soft kiss in return, chasing his lips as he pulls away. "that won't do baby," he coos, expecting you to tell him that you want it all with confidence. he believes you're capable of that and wants you to initiate without an ounce of regret in your voice. ultimately denying your claims about how he’s just playing hard to get, teasing you.

so he's surprised one night when you topple over him at the sofa, peppering him wet, desperate kisses all over. and you felt his body beneath his clothes, eyes almost teary as you whimper. "couldn't take it anymore, eunseok... help me please." he only cocks an eyebrow, fiddling with the hem of your shirt as he could almost coax what he wants out of you. "...want you to fuck me right now, come on."

eunseok sits up immediately, surprised at the way you’re suddenly acting to take the lead. a shiver runs up his spine when he felt your fingers ghost beneath his shirt, rushing to get him undressed until you pull off the last piece of fabric.

he wishes he could take a photo of your expression when you first laid your eyes on his cock, wondering if your initial shock was because of his size or your horniness. maybe both, but he just laughs beneath you as he laces his fingers with yours. "i got you baby," he whispers, ever so gently.

he buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent before he takes you off guard by sucking hard. "you're so adorable." his tongue peeks out in between his lips, making you whimper.

it’s not for long until he’s got you where he’s wanted you, so cute and pathetic underneath him. he’s still careful of course, starting off his thrusts with a slow pace until you start to feel the pleasure bleed through your nerves, almost begging him to fuck into you frantically.

his previous words were a contrast to the way you were writhing beneath him, wanting to ask what's so adorable with the way your legs are spread out, feeling your arousal dripping down your ass as he continues to fuck.

and your expression, oh your expression... pupils lost somewhere in the ceiling with your eyes half lidded. mouth parted with your lips all swollen from making out with him, he can't help but bite on 'em as he dives back in for a deep kiss, slipping his tongue inside.

drool so messy by the side of your lip, he doesn't even wipe it.

you're so gorgeous beneath him looking far too gone just with mere filthy thrusts of his cock getting sucked in by your desperate pussy. and he coos at the feeling of your hands clinging onto his broad back, nails almost digging into his skin, failing as you feel the pleasure course through your limbs, numbing you dumb.

and he asks why you’re suddenly biting your lip, brows furrowed in frustration. "wanna cum with you eunseok, wanna cum together." your eyes are all glazed over, inhaling sharply.

"so that's why you're holding it all in baby?" eunseok's voice is deep against your ear, vibrating in his chest flush against your own. and you nod at him, trying to choke out words throughout your hoarse moans.

"mhm-hm..." was all you could muster, his arms tight around you as he chuckles lowly, pace slowing down for a bit. "go ahead baby, cum right now if you can't help it anymore. no need to wait for me."

and you do, feeling your orgasm wash over you like a wave, legs shuddering around eunseok’s thighs. he’s cursing under his breath when he begins to struggle thrusting inside your poor cunt, pulsing all around him in a tight grip. you’re embarrassed from the way your hips seem to uncontrollably buck up against his, riding out your climax.

"there, there ... felt so good didn't you?” you nod back at him, mind cloudy in bliss.

"can i cum as well baby? my turn now alright?” and you didn't know what to expect until he's suddenly thrusting so hard and fast that you're crying out from overstimulation, legs withering from getting pushed over to the edge far too much, eyes shut tight. he's surprised you even managed to utter any words, burying his face deeper in the crook of your neck. "don't pull out please, please... want you to cum in me."

"got that baby, don't even need to ask me twice."

[multi-fandom-hoebag]

Worship (F!Rook x Bellara)

Shameless smut, I’m too tired to write a proper summary.

18+ only minors DNI!

“You taste so good,” Rook whispered, licking her lips to taste the sweetness of her lover on her mouth.

There was something so erotic about knowing she was the only one who had ever been with Bellara in this way, that she was the only one who had ever made her feel this way. She loved watching the elf write beneath her, her words affecting her just as much as her touch.

She ran her thumbs over Bellara ’s glistening womanhood, gently spreading her apart to give her better access to her most sensitive areas. Bellara moaned, a sound filled with helpless longing as she desperately awaited Rook’s touch.

Rook’s teased the tip of her thumb over the swollen bundle, marveling at how sensitive Bellara already was. She knew it would take only a few strategic touches to bring her over the edge, but Rook was not about to let the moment pass so quickly,

“So pretty,” Rook complimented, marveling at the way Bellara shivered at her words.

“Are you just going to stare or are you going to-ah!” Her words were cut off as Rook blew gently against her, the sensation making coherent thought all but impossible.

“So impatient,” Rook teased. She was surprised at how steady her own voice was, considering how desperately she wanted to drink Bellara dry, but she resisted, willing herself to prolong the experience.

Bellara arched against her, seeking the friction her body so desperately craved. Rook could not help but chuckle at the desperate whimper that escaped her, the tone telling her that she was driving her absolutely wild with longing.

Rook decided to give in just a little, making a slow sweep between Bellara ’s legs with the plane of her tongue. It wasn’t much, just enough to provide a momentary relief for Bellara while allowing Rook to taste the sweet nectar pooling between her legs.

It was intoxicating. Bellara enveloped all of her senses until nothing else existed, leaving only the feeling of her mouth working against Bellara ’s center.

“Rook please, I need you.”

“What do you need?” Rook replied, using every ounce of willpower she had to pull away from her.

“Do you need me to suck on this pretty bundle? To taste every bit of your sweetness?”

“Yes,” Bellara panted, her grip on the sheets so tight her knuckles had gone numb.

“You want my fingers inside you, telling you how good you feel? To hear how much I love to feel how close you are while drinking you up?”

“Yes!” Bellara practically shouted, sounding more desperate than she ever had.

“I’m going to drink up every inch of you, I want to taste you even after we’re finished. I want you to tatse yourself on my tongue so you can know how sweet you are. Is that what you want?”

“Yes!”

“Good.”

It was the last word spoken between them as Rook took Bellara into her mouth and made good on every one of her promises.

[rreskk]

Thank u sm for feeding the Trevor lovers of the fandom! Could you write a shortfic where Trevor cums right as he begins to fuck the fem!reader? Extra bonus if he gets bashful after <3

Bashful Trevor is very adorable... I also included this request (down below) as I had a good idea to merge them both. So thank you both users for requesting these amazing ideas! I hope you enjoy this fanfic because I certainly did.

Summary: A deep analysis of the pure abyss when he's fucking your pussy hard.

TW: -Smut

Pairings: Fem!reader/ Trevor Philips

Word count: 1278

“Oh, fuck…” In a phase of rapture, you grew numb.

He was savage. The animal claw, his tongue, was brittle against your hard nipple. He sucked until you felt drained. Your eyes could barely stay open, not when he was dismantling the remainder of your sensibilities. Your breasts were at his discourse, a piece of meat, some fat skin to spread his slimes and saliva with little to no respect. His name was stained at the root of your mouth. Every time you pronounced the syllables, the venomous pleasure encouraged more of his ruthlessly physical contact. He found your moans arousing, and while he glared his bite marks and dirty tongue across your chest, his cock had eruptively trespassed into your soaked cunt.

Trevor had already came moments before the true penetration. Your sweated body and swollen lips had made him weak. The tip of his boner had drools of his semen, the fluids being smeared around your sex as he thrusted.

“Trevor, please! Oh, God!”

His body was directly trembling on yours. His elbows dug into the mattress from either side of your naked body, his head buried in between your tits, his hips rocking back and forth; striving, beating you to a pimp.

Heavy grunts muffled from his ugly mouth. Trevor rested his chin against your left breast, his tongue slimly licking the tip of your tormented nipple as he maintained intense eye-contact. Every time you attempted to look away, he thrusted hard – skin rashes from his thighs paining yours.

“Ah, ah!” You heaved in and out, your back arching, forgetting about Trevor lying on you, “Fuck, so good!”

“You pretty little thing.” He admired your flustered state. While speaking, he was breathless. He barely made audible sounds.

The bed struggled to contain his forcible thrusts. It was like he was pinning you against the mattress, restricting your mobility. His chin remained digging into your chest as he watched you intently. The sight of you sweating and arching due to the confusing sensations of his dick grinding hard against your pussy.

“You don’t know what to do with yourself, ain’t that right, sugar?”

You hadn’t of responded. You were too busy experiencing high-lights of your tickling pleasure.

“So needy for my cock…” Trevor continue to pester.

“Trevor – “

“Mmm, I love the way you say my name,” His tongue started to lick your nipple again, “You look real slutty… It’s hot.”

Glancing down, you choked out moans and grasped his hair for support. What was left of the hair on his head, it was enough to tug and make him growl in gratification.

“Harder…” You wished.

“Harder?”

“Yes, yes, please.”

Trevor groaned as he adjusted himself, using his hands so he was hovering over you now. His head was inches away from yours, his chest rubbing the surface of your tits. His thrusts were getting deeper now. He was fully indulging into you, the dick’s oozing cum from his past orgasm scattering its ashes upon your sex. Your legs were left shaking, one curling around his small waist.

“You desperate whore.” He’d giggle and stare down at you squirm.

His touch had traced cold shivers throughout your bones. The effect of his intimate affections had made you small and submissive. There was no tick, it was a growing fuel that made it a sudden reaction. The dirty names he’d call you, the treatment of a beaten doll, his hot cum already painting it’s territory inside you.

“Oh, fuck!” And he rocked faster, the slapping sound from both your hips cramming with every second of silence.

Your breasts huddled together and wobbled at the severe impact. You couldn’t stop yourself from shaking and spazzing with anticipation. Not when he was inspecting your wild hunger for his cock, just like a pretty little slut.

“Open your mouth, sugar,” Trevor whispered and leaned closer, “Open wide.”

Those tender, crackled lips separated, and your gullet opened wide for his impatience. You whimpered, trying not to disobey accidentally, yet he was fucking you too great. There was not a chance to prepare as he kept on accelerating his thrusts.  

“There she is… My favourite cum wrack.”

His nasty thumb forced you to open wider and you watched him ease his head lower, a lonely stand of saliva dripping from his mouth into yours. Your tongue welcomed his salty spit until he spat again. You felt him build up a good bundle before loudly hawking the saliva load into your wrenched throat.

Trevor grinned. He closed your mouth with his two fingers and pressed a passionate kiss amongst your over-heated forehead. He giggled when you struggled to swallow his saliva. You were oddly turned on yet grossed…

“You’re a Devil, baby. Ain’t no girl as pathetic, sexy… Fuckin’ slutty as you. I love my women easy, hm? You love being used.” He troubled.

You wailed shortly after the G spot was outstretched and pricked. The longing moan you made had alerted him of your sensitive area. He smirked, hovering over your body again and pushed in harder and harder, each time devouring your pussy.

“FUCK, TREVOR!”

Beads of sweat trickled down his sideburns and chest hair as he began wavering his hips with rapid pace. You could hear him neglect his wheezes, his face growing red and veiny since he only focused on ruining you from the inside out.

“Oh, OH! I’M GONNA CUM!” Repeatedly, obnoxiously; your self-respect had vanished. In moments of heat, your nails were scrawling his shoulder blades like a tigress. The growing climax was torture to your lower stomach that ached with edging release.

Small whimpers left his throat as he overworked his lanky body into pleasing yours. Trevor had his eyes squeezed closed. He shrieked out your name, cum ejaculating from his penis while he maintained the same pace into fucking your small cunt. The hard-labour through his orgasm had made him sloppy, but passionate.

“Fuck, fuck… [y/n], God!”

“Trevor… Trevor, TREVO – “

He gasped momentarily and collapsed onto your bare stomach as you squirted, the running white cum feeding out of your pussy and onto the bedsheets underneath you. There were streams of tears staining your cheeks with great accomplishment. This was definitely the most erotic orgasm you’ve ever experienced.

It left you speechless and paralyzed.

“Oh, fuck me!” Trevor wheezed and graved his face between your tits again, giving it more love, “Shit… Baby, I love you. God damn, my fuckin’… Ah…” His cock, limb and cold, shook off some more leftover cum before he whined out your name again.

His bed stopped squeaking at your bouncing and the unfamiliar silence filled the room. It was left smelling of hardcore sex and humid sweat.

“I love you…” He repeated quietly. His meek, bashful voice was the product of senseless fucking. Trevor’s eyes barely held it together as he peered over at your wearied smile.

“That was good.” You praised.

He shyly hid into your stomach, his lips pressing timid kisses around your tummy. You could recognise his sheepish mood.

“Trevor… C’mon, you were good.”

“Mhm…”

“Look at me, baby.”

He looked up at you with worn-out eyes.

“I love you.” You’d softly say.

His rugged wrinkles creased as he grinned insidiously. He returned his attention to your stomach and continued pecking the skin every now and then as you both recovered from the intense orgasms. You rested your head against his pillows and stared at the ceiling. You saw stars, twinkling lights. Whatever you saw, it was like a reaction to a drug. You were tripping. The climax had made you merely high out of your mind, a perfect getaway from any source of worries.