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[rosicheeks]

Of course it's you I want to put a baby in, silly. You're cute and would make cute babies, and I know I'd breed you fully because if you squirt on my chest, I'll drive my cock into your womb so hard, you'll know the moment you get pregnant when I cum.

oh……. OH 👀👀👀👀👀👀

[tinyluvs]

ok so after reading about Spencer’s first blowjob…what do you think about the first time he ever eats out? 👀 man’s all “oh I read about this hold on” like it’s fkin quantum theory and he’s intent on trying all these different “techniques” he’s read about but then he tastes reader for the first time and just goes absolutely feral like a man starved 🫣

i see the vision, i gotchu, enjoy my angel!!! this carries on from !! this prompt !! but you don’t have to read it *mdni!!*

time moves slower as you rest your head on spencer's hip, humming deeply when his fingers press against your scalp, "you okay, angel?" he asks once his post orgasm haze passes, the fog around his brain finally clearing after god only knows how long

"i'm great baby," you reply, lifting your head up to look at him, smiling softly when he traces a knuckle over your cheek bone. he looks at you, thinking, you can practically see cogs turning behind his eyes, "out with it,"

a breath catches in your boyfriend throat, "can i return the favour?" he asks, voice barely a whisper, "please," fingers ghost over your neck, pressing only over your pulse

“spence,” you breathe a little harder, knowing he can feel your heartbeat racing under his fingers, “please, don’t think you have to,”

the insides of your thighs are already damp and sticky, coated with your arousal from your previous activities. you clench slightly, not so subtly rubbing your thighs together

spencer sits up, his head shaking slightly as he does, “no i want to, please honey,” he presses, leaning over your body to kiss the corner of your mouth, “please”

“okay,” you answer simply, words failing you as he uses his body to push against yours, pressing you down into the couch cushions

air gets trapped in between your cheeks, puffed out while you watch your boyfriend hike your shirt up, only enough to expose your stomach and hips before he dips, dragging his lips over your ribs all too slowly

“can i?” he mumbles as he gets to your hips and your head tilts, confusion taking over as you’d been to occupied watching him instead of feeling his fingers teasing at the waistband of your shorts

spencer looks up at you in time to watch you nod, eyes wide and mouth slack, the previously trapped air escaping in a gentle whimper. he lifts your hips slightly, dragging your shorts and panties down your legs, letting them drop onto the floor, out of sight

“hey, are you sure?” you ask again, knuckle hooking under his chin to turn his attention to you. he turns in your hold, kissing your palm before sliding further down between your legs

big hands slide up the back of your thighs, blunt nails barely digging into your skin as he pushes your legs apart, spreading you open inches away from his face

spencer's tongue darts across his bottom lip, his gaze focused on where you're already wet, "i, uhm," he whispers, "read about how to do this,"

you can tell he's nervous, a slight frown forming over his forehead though it doesn't stick around when you smooth over it gently with your thumb, "you read about it? angel, it's okay if you don't get it right straight away" you assure him as he looks up at you briefly

the anticipation is killing you, though you'd never tell him. having him between your thighs, eyes dark while he takes the situation and you in, has you dripping, a soft whine passing your lips as you feel it happen

your boyfriend snaps out of his state of staring at the noise, he sighs gently, happily, before surging forwards. immediately your back arches off of the couch as his lips press against your folds

"fuck, spence," you gasp, fingers tangling into his hair to hold him there. he parts his lips before dragging his tongue up your centre, circling cruelly around your clit, "oh my god," you moan, loudly

this spurs spencer on further, his body pushes up further between your legs, his broad shoulders holding your thighs apart while he eats you out like a starved man, his eyes shut, lashes tickling his cheeks

distantly you wonder if he has done this before but your ability to think leaves you and makes you helpless and completely at spencer's mercy. he pulls away from you, barely, a string of spit connecting him to your cunt.

while he uses his shoulders to keep your thighs spread, his hands become free and you feel them before you see them. his thumb dips over your sticky hole before sliding upwards, bumping against your clit

"please baby, don't tease," you whine, chest heaving and fingers tightening in his hair, pulling him back towards where you need him and he obliges, leaning in to kiss your clit before sucking on it lightly

every moan, whine and whimper that leaves your body has spencer working harder, spit dribbling from the corners of his mouth and over the inside of your thighs as he starts to hum and moan against you

spencer sucks hard on your clit, obscene noises fill the room as he leans into you, one hand on your hip holding you down and the other stroking your thigh, moving far too slowly towards your cunt

you hold your breath, feeling his fingers tease at you, your attempts to clench around the tips of his fingers don't go unnoticed. he gives you what you want slowly, barely pressing a finger into you before pulling away again

"oh god," you whimper, hips rolling underneath his forearm. spencer hums against you, sending vibrations rumbling over your clit , "this is your first time?" you question as your thighs start to shake

"yeah," spencer replies, taking a break to breathe, his eyes focused on his own fingers. without warning he presses a finger into you, his gaze traveling up your body as you cry out and clench around him

"fuck, i'm not going to last," you pant whilst throwing your head back. your nails dig into his shoulder, guiding him back towards your body as heat starts to form in the pits of your stomach

slowly spencer fucks his finger into you, pulling out and pushing back in before adding another, again, without warning. the stretch burns in the best way possible as he works you open

"i love you," spencer mumbles, not giving you a chance to reply as he delves back into you, his tongue lapping over your clit with earnest. your orgasm builds embarrassingly fast, thighs shaking, back arching away from the couch while your brain turns to mush

"oh, fuck, i'm gonna-," you cry out, letting your thighs close around spencer's body, "i'm gonna come baby," you whimper loudly, stomach clenching underneath spencer's arm

he doubles down, fingers speeding up slightly, his knuckles bumping either side of your hole as wet, sticky sounds fill the room, "uh huh," he hums against you and that sends you hurtling over the edge

you come hard, harder than you ever have before, loudly whimpering as your body shakes and your thighs close around spencer's head, trapping him there while you pant, eyes clamped shut

"baby, stop," you almost cry, pulling on spencer's hair to move him away from your body as you start to get overstimulated, "jesus,"

spencer looks incredible, his hair tousled and messy, lips and chin completely soaked with your slick and his cheeks puffed out as he catches his own breath. gently, he slips his fingers from your body, smiling softly to himself as you wrap your own around his wrist

"c'mere," you hum, eyes shutting again as you yank on him, his body toppling down onto of you, his head resting on your chest, "seriously though, that was your first time?"

"yeah," spencer chuckles, his fingers trailing up your rib cage, “definitely won't be the last though,"

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[novaursa]

Ooo you’re requests are open 👀 could I get a suggestive one with cregan stark where they are at the small council, and both cregan and the reader get a little hot and bothered and cregan asks everyone to leave so they can get it on 🫣

The Wolf's Desire

- Summary: After the Dance, Cregan took position as the Hand of the King until the realm under your younger brother’s rule is stabilized. But Cregan's thoughts today are far from establishing order and justice to the capital.

- Paring: velaryon!reader/Cregan Stark

- Note: The reader is an only daughter born to Rhaenyra and Laenor, and is married to Cregan.

- Rating: Explicit 18+

- Tag(s): @sachaa-ff @daeryna @melsunshine @21-princess

- A/N: This is the last post for today.

You sit in the council chamber, the weight of your new station pressing down on your shoulders. The seat beside you is vacant no longer, now filled by Cregan Stark, the Wolf of Winterfell, and your husband. His presence is a cold comfort amidst the chaos left in the wake of the Dance of the Dragons, but today, it’s something more than that. You feel the heat of him through the layers of your gown, his hand resting casually on your thigh beneath the table, hidden from the eyes of the small council.

The room hums with the monotonous droning of advisors, their words a constant stream of information and decisions—new policies, rebuilding efforts, and endless disputes. But none of it matters to you at the moment. All you can focus on is Cregan’s touch, the way his fingers press slightly into your flesh, his thumb tracing idle circles over your gown.

You dare not look at him, though you feel the heat of his gaze. His hand tightens subtly, inching higher up your thigh, and your breath hitches. You force yourself to remain still, nodding every now and again when an advisor looks your way, pretending you are invested in the discussions taking place.

But your mind is far from the affairs of the kingdom.

"Lord Stark," one of the council members addresses him, pulling his attention back to the meeting for a fleeting moment. His grip loosens, and for a brief second, you think he may stop. But then his hand continues its slow journey upward, his fingers now dangerously close to your core.

You swallow hard, willing yourself to keep composed, your heart thudding loudly in your chest. The conversation around you fades to background noise, every nerve ending in your body attuned to Cregan's touch. His thumb grazes over you, his touch slow, deliberate, and you stifle a gasp.

Enough.

Cregan’s voice, deep and commanding, cuts through the chatter of the small council like a blade. "That will be all for today," he says abruptly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The men exchange confused glances, clearly surprised by the sudden dismissal. You can feel their questioning eyes on you, but Cregan gives them no chance to protest. "Leave," he says again, firmer this time.

The council members rise hesitantly, gathering their parchments and notes, before shuffling out of the room in a mixture of confusion and obedience. The heavy doors close behind them, the echo of the latch falling into place resounding in the now-empty chamber.

Silence settles over the room like a thick fog. You barely have time to turn toward Cregan before his mouth crashes against yours, fierce and hungry, as though he’s been holding back for far too long. You meet his kiss with equal fervor, your hands tangling in his thick, dark hair as you pull him closer.

His hands are rough as they roam over your body, tugging at your gown with impatience. He spins you around with a surprising force, pressing your front against the large oak table that had moments ago held the weight of political discussions. Your breath catches, your hands splayed out on the cold wood, feeling the strength of him behind you.

"Cregan…" you murmur, your voice breathless, but he cuts you off with a growl, his lips finding the back of your neck as he lifts your skirts, exposing just enough for him to move against you.

“You’ve driven me mad,” he mutters against your skin, his hands gripping your waist possessively, almost as if afraid you might disappear. His touch is demanding, unyielding, and it sends a thrill coursing through you.

You shudder beneath him as his body presses closer, his desire for you unmistakable. The tension that had been simmering between you all through the meeting finally snaps, and you can’t help the small moan that escapes your lips as he moves against you, finding the rhythm that makes your pulse race.

Your fingers clutch the edges of the table, your mind hazy, lost in the pleasure of his touch. The cold, hard surface beneath your palms is a stark contrast to the warmth that spreads through your body, but you welcome it. Each movement, each touch, sends waves of heat crashing over you, threatening to consume you whole.

"Cregan..." you breathe again, barely able to form coherent thoughts as the world outside this room fades into insignificance. His name slips from your lips like a prayer, a plea, and you feel his answering growl rumble against your back. His hand wraps around your waist, pulling you tighter against him.

“You’re mine,” he whispers roughly, his lips brushing the shell of your ear, his voice thick with need.The words send a shiver down your spine, and you arch into him, wanting nothing more than to feel every inch of him. The power in his grip, the possessiveness in his voice, sends your senses spiraling, and you lose yourself in the moment. Each movement of his body against yours is deliberate, controlled, yet full of an urgency that neither of you can deny.

Time feels suspended, and nothing exists beyond this room, beyond the two of you. You can feel the strain of his restraint, the way he’s holding himself back even as he pushes you further into the blissful haze of pleasure. And you want it, crave it, the intensity of it, the fire that burns between you.

Your breaths come in ragged gasps, and the sound of your shared desire fills the chamber, echoing off the stone walls like a secret only the two of you will ever know. You bite your lip, trying to stifle the sounds that threaten to spill from you, but Cregan’s name slips from your lips once more, a whispered plea for more, for everything.

Finally, you feel the tension in him snap, his grip on you tightening as he finds his release. Your body follows suit, your mind unraveling as waves of pleasure wash over you, leaving you breathless and spent.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room is the shared rhythm of your breathing, slowly returning to normal. Cregan leans against you, his forehead pressed to the back of your neck, his hands still possessively resting on your hips.

Slowly, he pulls away, turning you to face him once more. His eyes meet yours, the fire in them still burning, though softer now. He brushes a strand of hair from your face, his thumb lingering on your cheek.

"Now," he says, his voice low and husky, “perhaps we can get back to the business of ruling the realm.” A hint of a smile tugs at the corners of his lips.

But you both know, in that moment, that the realm can wait a little longer.

[cutielando]

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[ink-n-shadow]

Hi, do you write smut? If so, please listen to me 🫣

Just Ghost away from reader for more than a week, and he misses her very much, so he calls her. In the middle of the conversation, she can hear moans and sighs coming from him and the rest you already know👀

using translator again :^

Btw can i be anon - 🫀? (Idk how to ask💀)

another anon added to my list <3 thank you for the request ;-;

I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING

𝜗𝜚 the one where simon calls you on deployment and he's lonely

𝜗𝜚 pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x fem!reader 𝜗𝜚 cw: smut (minors—DNI), phone sex, simon doesn't tell fem!reader what he's doing at first, mutual masturbation, mentions of unprotected sex (pls wrap it up guys), sweet!simon 𝜗𝜚 note: this is so unedited and i'm half-asleep so pls don't judge

eight days, thirteen hours, and forty-seven minutes. that's how long it had been since simon had left for deployment. not like you were counting.

it was only a day and six hours longer than the last time he called you. not that you were mad—you knew better than to expect simon to risk his life to simply call while in the middle of a warzone. which is why you waited, although impatiently.

so as soon as you were curled up on the couch midday, lounging with a book in your hand and glasses perched on your nose, and you saw simon's contact flicker across your vibrating phone on the coffee table, you practically pounced on it. your fingers fumbled with the call button as you brought the smart phone to your ear. "hello?"

a soft hum filled the other line, a comforting hum that sent tendrils of warmth and familiarity spreading through your gut. "hey, sweet thing." from over the phone, you could hear the crickets and cicadas surrounding simon, a cacophony of noise that was only drowned out by his gravelly rumble.

"did you make it alright?" you asked softly as you rested back against the arm of the couch, pushing your bookmark into the spine of your book and snapping it shut.

simon let out another long puff of air, taking a small moment to answer. "aye—we're fine, lovie. no need to worry that pretty little head, 'lright? now tell me what you did so far today—just wanna hear you talk for a bit."

beneath the blanketing noise of cicadas and crickets, you could hear a soft, rhythmic schlick, schlick noise—one that you knew all to well.

simon was definitely fucking his cock up into his fist.

“i know what you’re doin’.” you whispered over the phone softly, sinking deeper into the leather of your couch and pulling the knitted blanket you had draped over your lap higher. “i can hear it.”

your words forced a low groan from simon’s mouth, almost sounding like a growl with how close he was to the cellphone microphone. the rhythm of his hand slicking up and down his heated skin ramped up in tempo. “oh yeah? and what d'ya hear, sweet girl?”

everything. you could hear the way simon’s spit-soaked fingers squelched a bit around the girth of his cock. you could hear the way he twisted his wrist ever so slightly near the tip, just enough to have his hips canting up at the sensation. you could hear every pant, moan, growl that threatened to spill from his lips, to escape the cage of his mouth like a starved tiger.

"y'know you could've just told me, right?" you breathed softly into the phone, eyes fluttering closed as your brain scrambled to create an image of what simon might've looked like in that moment. " i would've started sayin' filthy things a long time ago."

"c'mon, lovie—y'know i don't last long with that dirty little fuckin' mouth of yours." simon scoffed out a pinched laugh, letting it bleed out into a soft groan as he squeezed the base of his cock to keep himself from busting then and there. "miss you. miss havin' you here with me."

it was your turn to let out a soft laugh and teasing words. "you're just saying that because your cock's throbbing right now."

simon growled at your words, the pace of his hand slicking up and down his arousal growing ever quicker, faster, needier. your filthy words were working."not true. i miss you even when m'not trying to fuckin' cum, lovie."

"i can tell you're close, si." you purred over the phone, your free hand trailing down the front of your body and hooking around the waistband of the sweatpants you were wearing. pulling them down to your mid thighs, your fingers slid into the fabric of your panties with a soft hiss. "your breathing gets all heavy. you get all growly, all loving and soft. you wanna cum, huh?"

"god." simon all but whimpers, hips stuttering slightly in their rhythm as he forced his cock up into his open palm. "y'know me so well, lovie. so. fuckin'. well—fuck, need to cum. wanna cum for you, sweetheart."

the pads of your fingers slipped and slid around your wet heat, bumbling slightly against your clit as you tried to focus solely on pushing simon over the edge. your lips curled into a devious smirk. "yeah? wish you could be here while you cum—maybe i'd let you fill me up this time. oh—yeah, you like that, huh? just wanna fuck me till i'm leaking and dripping with you, huh?"

simon couldn't even give you a warning that he was about to cum, instead just letting out a chest-ripping growl as he finally plunged over the edge. his breathing was ragged, filled with uneven potholes that caused his breath to catch in his chest.

the squelching and schlicking noise had subsided, replaced by simon regaining his composure and your soft, panted breath. you were certain you were being quiet as you stroked your wet heat with the tips of your fingers—that was until simon spoke up huskily.

“i know what you’re doin’. lovie.”

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[mehiwilldoitlater]

Question… does Sun Wukong/and or The Destined One have a knot?? 👀

………. like a breeding knot.. 🫣

Or do they just have a general Mating cycle, where all they can think about is how badly they want to be with their Lover~ to the point of near painful Desperation.

NSFW 18+ only

please, if you're not comfortable just get lost okay?!

I'm so sorry, my furry lovers, but... but... THEY DO NOT!

Breeding knots are usually present in animals as canines (be aware of those wolves, my dudes), so yes, mating cycle it is!

Destined one: this poor young one...he just cared for you enough to know how deptavable this thing could be, and yet his mind and body betrayed him to the point that he had to hide from you. He had seen how his other brothers reacted; he knew that the olders had been dragged away by his sisters to just do what they were supposed to do, but humans do not act like that.

They don't have a mating cycle; they do things differently! And you have to be, ah, so touching. His ears can hear every small sound you can make, his nose starts to perceive every smell that a single cell of your body could do, and so his body reacts. He has to excuse himself various times, and every time he has to take care of things on his own, he is well aware that your presence will cause something soon again.

His mind too plays tricks; sometimes he just stares, imagining how you could taste in his mouth that deeply he just wants to fill you and see you swollen with his cum. In the night, his mind wonders, imitating you sleeping from riding him, whispering sweet nothingless in his ears, and he just obliges every desire and fantasy that you and himself could have.

Sun Wukong: ah! Do you think that he would just stay there and suffer? NOPE. 

If you're already together or not, he'll come clean, telling you everything and asking you what you want to do. He may have made havoc in heaven, but consent is gold. 

If you say yes, be ready. 

He doesn't stop; he doesn't take a rest. He'll take you somewhere private, and oh boy, be ready; you won't leave that place until he's satisfied. He'll make sure that not one drop goes to waste; he'll fill you up again and again; he'll make you experience every possible fantasy that your little mind can produce. And every time he'll just laugh, asking what kind of thing he had done to get someone as perfect as you.

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Honeybee ~ Seungmin (O.de)

Pairing: camboy!Seungmin x subscriber!reader

Genre: smut

Word count: 2.9k

Notes: reader frequently visits a cam porn site and pays for it, mutual masturbation, anonymous sex, voice kink, hand kink, everything is pretty vanilla, seungmin is called 'ode', reader is a bit awkward (mood tbh)

[italic writing is text messages between them]

collab with @joocomics , she's writing a camboy Jooyeon part~ 💜

*new message*

The little ding sound that comes from your laptop startles you, you barely get any private messages on this website. You're pretty much a ‘laying low’ subscriber ever since you joined this platform.

You click on the purple envelope that signals the unread message and let out a soft, surprised gasp.

Ode: Hey Honeybee, I’ve been thinking about sending you a message for a while now!💜 I know you've been a loyal subscriber to my account since day one, and soon it'll be a year since I created this account🎉 I always notice your support and sweet comments, and I wanted to show you my appreciation by asking if you'd be up for a private session some time? Totally free of charge, my treat! 😉 If you'd like to arrange it, let me know which day and time~

You rub your eyes and read the message again, then click on his username and see the purple check mark next to it on his profile. It's really him.

His status is on ‘idle’, so you aren't sure if you want to message him back right away or wait a little. You think back to your shower half an hour ago and how you weren't able to get yourself off after seeing your half-year-long gym crush again today.

Biting your lower lip, and taking a deep breath, you type away at your reply.

Honeybee: Hi! I had to do a double take ngl, I didn't expect you to send me a message👀 It's really nice of you to offer that and I’d actually love to accept it🤭 Your schedule is probably busier than mine, so whenever works for you!

Ode’s status changes to ‘do not disturb’ the moment you send the message, and you see him typing in the private chat.

You lowkey panic, not expecting him to talk to you right at this moment. But you chuckle to yourself when you read his reply. Seems like you're not the only one who’s horny right now.

Ode: glad you're up for it☺️ I would actually be available now… if you're in the mood🫣

You chuckle to yourself at his use of emojis, you didn't expect him to send them. After all, you've only ever heard him talk. But it fits him.

Honeybee: right now sounds good.. I was hoping you'd go online tonight anyway so..🤭

A few seconds later a video call invited pops up on your screen; just his cam would be on, not yours. You click accept and you’re greeted by the image you're very much used to right now.

It shows Ode’s upper body, the webcam image stops right under his chin. You’ve never seen his whole face. None of his subscribers have, to your knowledge.

He’s got his laptop on a lower table, so you see him sitting in his desk chair wearing a casual outfit. Just some dark sweatpants and a white, loose tank top. His room is dimly lit, but the brightness of his screen illuminates his body nicely. He also has a purple neon light on his desk for some extra light if needed.

He always shows one side of his body more than the other, it's probably a personal preference.

You can't help but be mesmerized by him; the gym crush nearly forgotten by the sight that's in front of you.

“You were hoping I’d be online tonight?” Ode says with a small chuckle. “Did you really need me that badly?”

He gives you a small wave then rests his chin on his hand, making sure his face is still out of frame. You notice the dainty bracelets around his wrist, his long fingers are barely touching his face.

You feel slightly awkward that you're the only one talking to him right now, but you know he's seen and read way worse things.

Honeybee: Actually yeah. You're my favorite way to get off😌

He sinks down his head slightly, so you can see him smiling as he reads your message. His mouth is so pretty, it's a shame you barely ever get to see it when he streams.

He sits back a bit and stretches his arms behind him. “Hm, that's cute. It's nice to read that. I have to be honest, your comments are usually the ones I look forward to the most.”

You scoff to yourself, he’s probably just saying that to make you feel good. But you happily take the win.

Honeybee: that's smooth, you know how to make a girl happy😉

“I can do a lot more than just make you happy.” He replies quickly. He grabs a bottle of water that's beside his computer and takes a sip.

You feel embarrassed that you get turned on by the sight of his hand grabbing the bottle, and his adam's apple moving as he swallows the water.

Honeybee: you're barely doing anything and I’m already melting 😮‍💨 sorry, I don’t really know how to do this sexy talk stuff 😓

He closes the water bottle and keeps it in his hands as he looks at your message. “Honey~” he almost sings your nickname. “I’ve got you.”

“Tell me who or what got you so worked up that you decided to log on.” He then says with a soft but low voice. He sounds less performative than he does in his streams. He sounds different, but definitely not in a bad way.

Subconsciously he’s playing with the cap of his bottle, and you can't stop looking at his hands. You desperately wish you could hold them, that you could have his fingers where you need him the most.

His hands remind you of the way your gym crush holds his weights. You shift your legs, getting more comfortable in bed as you're getting needier.

Your gaze goes from his hands to the microphone icon in your chat. Should you…? You’ve never done this before on this website. And you actually don't even know if he’d accept it.

Honeybee: do you want me to write it, or do you want me to actually say it?

You watch him put away his water bottle and he’s fidgeting with one of the rings on his fingers. He doesn't say anything.

Oh no. You said something you shouldn't have.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” He then asks, his voice has a hint of concern in it. “You know you don't have to.”

How can he be so caring? Any other cam guy would have already asked you to show your tits to him the minute you accepted the private chat.

Honeybee: I don't mind it, it’ll be more fun when we both talk. Don't you think?☺️

Ode leans back again, one hand behind his head and the other resting on his stomach. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn't curious what you sound like.”

You feel your cheeks warm up a little and you shake off your nerves before clicking on the microphone icon. “A stranger at my gym made me feel this way. I took a shower just now in the hope it would help.”

Ode sits up in his chair as he hears your voice, then lets out an amused chuckle at what you said. “Tell me about the stranger, what about them makes you feel so needy?”

You feel yourself blushing a little, it feels embarrassing. But he doesn’t know the guy anyway. “Well, he’s really handsome. I might have a little crush on him. He’s got a good body, I’m pretty sure he’s a regular at Pluto Fitness. He has a cool tattoo that sometimes shows when he’s wearing specific shirts. I really like the way his muscles look when he works out. Not to sound like a weirdo, but he has sexy hands and arms, kinda like yours.”

Ode is silent for a few seconds and then lets out another soft chuckle, which sounds slightly different than usual. Somewhat surprised maybe?

He then shifts in his desk chair. He gets up and swiftly takes off his top. You let out a soft ‘oh god’ which you entirely forget he can hear.

He sits back in his desk chair again and you feel your heartbeat in your throat when you look at his toned upper body. Bare and in front of you.

“I know how to get you satisfied.” he speaks, making sure the webcam is showing his body nicely. The soft purple glow of his neon light by his desk illuminates his body perfectly. “Pretend I’m him. Tell me what you think about when you see him, when you think of him.”

Your breathing gets slightly heavier and you feel yourself getting more and more aroused by the sight of him. His idea might just work well for you. You set your laptop in front of you, then quickly take off your pajama shorts.

“I… really want to feel your hands on my body.” you say softly. The visual of Ode’s toned body perfectly fits the image of the gym crush you have in your mind. “I want you to make me feel good.”

Ode moans softly, his toned stomach tightens up with every little sound. You notice his hand slowly rub over his sweatpants. “I’ll make you feel good, touch you exactly the way you want me to.”

You're fixated on his hand, the veins are prominent as he pushes down his sweats and touches himself over his boxers. His bracelets make a soft dangling noise as he rubs himself slowly.

Your own hand is following his movements as you give yourself some much needed friction over your panties. “I really need that, I need your fingers in me. Want you to fill me up.”

You pant softly, eyes glued to the screen and looking at his movements so you can match them as best as you can with your own hand.

“I can imagine your pussy feeling so wet for me, so good.” He replies, his voice dropping lower. His other hand is slightly gripping onto his chair, his chest is moving up and down with his breathing and panting.

God he looks fucking gorgeous like this. You're infatuated by him. You have been for a while now. Ever since the day you subscribed to him.

“Ode, I need you so badly.” You speak out your wish to him, breaking your little roleplay.

Gym crush who? He’s in the far, far back of your mind. You desperately need some sweet release. And you want it from one person only.

“It sounds so fucking hot when you say my name.” Ode’s voice gets even deeper than ever. “I never thought I’d ever hear your voice. It's better than I imagined.”

“You’ve imagined what I would sound like?” You ask curiously.

“I have.” His cute and slightly shy laughter sounds like music to your ears. And the sight of him trying to give himself some friction while talking about wanting to hear your voice, makes you so horny. “You're my favorite.”

“I’ve imagined the way you sound like, what you might look like.” He continues, slipping his hand into his boxers, and you see his large hand palm himself. “I’m fairly sure you're as pretty as you sound.”

You follow his move and start to slip your fingers in your panties and through your folds. A soft moan slips out of your mouth. “Ode.. you make me shy when you say that.”

“Fuck, that's cute.” He chuckles softly, followed by a slightly louder groan. “I wish I could see you.”

You watch his hand rubbing his bare hard on and the veins, of both his hand and his dick, are prominent and beautiful. You bite your lower lip trying to suppress another moan.

“Maybe next time.” You sigh, slipping your fingers into yourself. The sight of Ode gulping when you say that, makes you feel good about yourself. You hope he takes the offer.

He speeds up when he hears you whining as you finger yourself and he pants rhythmically along with you while you breathe heavily along with him.

The both of you are exposed, but you're the only one who’s actually seeing something of the other.

“Fuck.” you whimper, slipping two fingers in and out of your wet hole, as your other hand slides under your pajama shirt to play with your nipples. “I wish you were here to take care of me.. I know I never say it when you stream, but you really do turn me on so much.”

You’ve not thought about anyone else but Ode for a few minutes now, it almost feels like you’re not being fair to the gym crush.

“Honey…” he sighs, his grip firmer and his voice is slightly shaky. “I know I don’t know you, but I want you so bad. I want to touch you, fuck you, just the way you like it.”

The second he says he wants to fuck you, you make yourself cum. You try to pretend that you didn’t, but your whimpers and moans are too strong to be kept to yourself.

You look at your laptop screen, your fingers still in you, and you see Ode’s cock covered in precum. He’s rubbing his thumb over his tip, his fingers and rings covered in his juices now. He’s messier than he is on streams, but it's so much better.

You slightly see his jawline and lips; they’re parted and he makes the most beautiful and needy noises.

“Can you do one more for me, honey?” he asks. You know he’s close, and you desperately want to cum with him.

“Yeah.” you breathe heavily, sliding your fingers in and out your sensitive hole again slowly. “I can’t stop thinking that it’s you doing this to me.”

“Good, that’s good.” Ode replies with a soft smirk. “Gonna pretend you’re here with me.”

You’re squirming on your bed, chasing your second high as your room gets filled with the heated noises coming from your laptop.

“I wanna be there.” you confess with a sigh, biting your lower lip as you rub your clit with your fingers and overstimulate yourself. Your bed sheets are soaked underneath you. “Wanna have my hands and mouth all over you, make you feel so good.”

It seems that’s what he wanted to hear, as it only takes a split second before he cums. Ode releases himself half in his hand, half on his stomach, with the most erotic moan you've ever heard him let out.

The two of you catch your breath for a few seconds. Although it wasn't any actual, physical sex with him, it sure felt like it.

You awkwardly wipe your hand on your bed sheets and fix your underwear and pajama pants, when you're startled by a ringtone coming from your laptop.

Ode has barely cleaned himself up, but he quickly moves over to the other side of his desk to grab his phone, flashing the side of his body he never shows on stream. And it suddenly makes a lot of sense to you why he never does; he has a tattoo on his ribs. A tattoo that you know all too well, even when the room he’s in is dimly lit.

“Sorry, that was my friend Jay.” Ode apologizes as he gets back in frame again. He snickers as he wipes off his stomach and pulls up his sweatpants. “I thought I had turned off my phone.”

“It’s okay, that’s life.” you say with a slight chuckle. “So.. you have a tattoo?”

Even though Ode’s face isn’t visible, you know he just realized what happened when he moved to grab his phone. You see that he’s scratching the back of his head, and he’s probably coming up with something to make sure you keep your mouth shut to anyone else.

“Ah, you saw that?” he states, gauging your reaction.

You nod, even though he can’t see you. It all happened so fast, and you’re trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together. The fact that your gym crush is also your favorite cam guy. “Mhm, it’s cool. I like it.”

“Thank you.” Ode replies happily, and you know he’s smiling. “Let’s keep that between us. I trust you.”

He doesn’t know that you now, somewhat, know who he is. But you decide to keep it that way. You still can’t wrap your head around what just happened though.

“My lips are sealed.” you reply with an amused voice. “Thanks for tonight, it was fun!”

“Thank you as well.” You hear a slightly nervous chuckle under Ode’s breath, but he acts a little cooler than his voice seems to be. “Did you mean it when you said you wanted to cam face to face?”

“I did.” you answer way too quickly. Your answer ignites a slight panic inside you and you frantically try to find a reason to change the topic. “But it’s up to you. I have to go. Thank you again, and happy account anniversary.

“Thank you, Honey. And I’ll let you know.” Ode replies casually, he seems to have noticed your slight shift in your mood. “Also, I think you should talk to your gym crush some time. You seem to really like him! See you around!”

“I might.” you say, not wanting to end the conversation with him. Your mouse hovers over the ‘end session’ button and just before you click it, you say a quick “will definitely see you around.”

[hischierswhore]

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You write so fast omg 🫣 So I'm back with more ideas

Reader who has a terminal illness(Anguish??👀) , she is a doctor who tests herself and is responsible for finding several cures for people with diseases

She loves helping people since she can't help herself, a scenario with Viktor(come back home my love), Jayce, Silco and haimerdingers would be amazing <3

terminally ill doctor who helps others but struggles with her own illness. The characters Viktor, Jayce, Silco, and Heimerdinger

Viktor

Viktor had always admired your brilliance, your unyielding desire to save others despite your own condition. But lately, the look in your eyes had changed. There was a weight in your gaze, something that betrayed your struggle. He noticed the slight tremor in your hands when you reached for a vial of medicine or the way you would pause in the middle of a conversation, your breath catching, as if the Anguish was threatening to pull you under.

His heart ached for you, knowing you’d dedicated your life to saving others, finding cures, and yet the very thing you couldn’t cure was yourself. The guilt he felt for not being able to fix this—despite all his work in the field of science and technology—was unbearable.

One evening, as you sat hunched over your desk, surrounded by papers and vials, he entered the room quietly. “Come back to bed, my love,” Viktor whispered softly, his voice a balm to the storm in your chest. His words weren’t just an invitation to rest—they were a plea for you to let him take care of you for once.

He carefully approached, kneeling beside you and gently brushing a lock of hair from your forehead. “I know you don’t like to stop, but you’ve done so much. Let me help. Please, rest.” He reached for your hand, bringing it to his chest where his heart beat just a little faster than usual. “We’ll find a way to cure you, together. I promise.”

Jayce

Jayce had never been one to let anyone shoulder the burden alone. He admired your intelligence and dedication, but seeing you slowly fade, despite all your efforts, was a painful reminder of his own helplessness. He’d watched you push through your illness, continuing your research as if nothing had changed, always putting others before yourself.

“Why?” Jayce asked one day, his voice thick with frustration. “Why do you keep pushing yourself so hard when you know how much it’s costing you?”

You glanced at him, your tired eyes soft but filled with quiet resolve. “Because I can’t help myself,” you whispered. “But I can help them. And that’s enough.”

Jayce stepped closer, his hand cupping your cheek gently. “It’s not enough, not if it means losing you. Please… we need you here with us.”

With a heavy sigh, Jayce wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace, his words muffled in your hair. “Come back to me, okay? Let me take care of you. Let me share your burden.” He held you like that, as if he could shield you from the world’s cruelty, even though he knew the weight of the situation.

Silco

Silco was a man of control, of power. He didn’t let weakness show, and he certainly didn’t allow himself to rely on anyone. But when it came to you, he was different. He could see the toll your illness was taking on you, and though he would never admit it outright, it terrified him. He couldn’t afford to lose you, not when you had become such an integral part of his life. Your brilliance had helped him in ways no one else could—fixing things, offering him solutions he could only dream of. But it hurt him to see the woman he cared for slipping away, even though you would never ask for his help.

One evening, when you collapsed into a chair, too weak to continue your work, Silco’s voice was low but intense as he approached. “You can’t keep doing this. Your research won’t matter if you’re gone.”

You looked up, and his piercing gaze softened, though only for a brief moment. “I’ll find a cure for myself, just as I’ve done for others,” you said, a determined yet fragile smile on your face.

“Let me help you,” Silco’s voice was quiet, almost as if the words pained him to say. He rarely asked for help, but for you, he’d make an exception. “You don’t have to carry this burden alone. It’s killing you, and I won’t let it take you from me.”

His usual coldness was replaced by something raw—vulnerable—and for a moment, you saw the man he truly was. You didn’t have to do this alone. Silco would ensure that.

Heimerdinger

Heimerdinger’s heart broke for you. He had always seen the potential in you, admired your intellect, but seeing you slowly weaken because of your condition was more than he could bear. He knew there was nothing he could do with his current knowledge to help you, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to try.

He often stayed up late with you, pouring over research, working through theories, hoping that somehow, together, you could find a way to fix this. But he knew the truth: even his vast knowledge of science couldn’t change the fact that you were slipping away. It was a cruel irony that someone so devoted to saving others was unable to save themselves.

One night, after a long day of research, he found you sitting quietly in your office, gazing out the window, exhausted and defeated. He quietly approached, his small hands trembling as he placed them on your shoulder.

“You’ve done so much for this world,” he said, his voice gentle and full of emotion. “I only wish I could do more for you. You’ve worked so hard, and I fear it has cost you everything. But there is still hope, as long as you’re with us. We will continue looking for a solution. Together.”

Heimerdinger paused, glancing at the papers on the desk before returning his gaze to you. “You don’t have to fight this alone.”

[heaven444child]

FIRST DATE WITH YOUR LOVER / FUTURE SPOUSE 💚🤍❤️

Pick a pile

which pile drawn your attention choose it and please take what resonates with you and leave the rest ✨🍀🫶💜

AND Read these readings mindfully 👻and if you want a personal reading then DM me✨🍀

Pile 1

pile 1 You and your would-be spouse are getting out of a car 🚘 You are wearing a dark green dress 👘💚 When you and your would-be spouse both get out of the car, your husband gives you pink flowers 🌷 and you get very happy seeing those flowers 👱‍♀️ and you both are going inside together like a couple with your arms around each other 👫 and then your husband like a gentleman pulls back the chair for you so that you can sit on it 🤵 and then your would-be spouse is calling someone for the surprise he had planned for you 👋 but you feel something strange 🤨 You get worried that your husband is paying his attention to someone else other than you 🤣 due to which you get upset but when you come to know that he had planned a surprise for you only and then you get happy outside 🥹 and realize your mistake 👀 And you tell this to your husband that you felt that you were paying more attention to that waiter than me 😅 Then your husband smiles and tells you that it's okay but I am happy that you shared your feelings with me which were bothering you 🫠 Oh... your future life partner is very nice, really a gentleman 🤵

(I hope this reading resonates with you) ✨💕 Stay blessed 🫶❤️ AND thankyou for your support ✨🤝🍀😍

Pile 2

pile 2 Mostly you and your boyfriend will be working together at the same job 💕 I think you or your colleague will go on a date 🥰 I think you will be wearing a white top or dress 👰🏻‍♀️ I think your colleague will take you to a place where you both have never been before 😍 and you will feel like wow😲 this place is so beautiful🍀🪴 you will ask him why didn’t you bring me there before 👩 then your colleague says to you that then how will this place be special 😱 then you say “special” then your colleague says because if I had brought you here before then where would I have brought you on a date today 😜 and hearing this you start laughing ☺️ and you both enjoy a lot on your first date 🥰 you both click a lot of pictures of yourself 📸

(I hope this reading resonates with you) ✨💕 Stay blessed 🫶❤️ AND thankyou for your support ✨🤝🍀😍

Pile 3

pile 3 I feel like your first date will be such that your crush 🤵 will become your lover 🫅 🍀 I feel like your crush/lover will call you 📱 and when you pick up your crush/lover's phone, then your crush/lover tells you that I am sending you an address, please come there 📧 and when you go there, you have no idea that they have invited you for a date 🎏🎀 and I feel like you go wearing a red colored dress 👗❤️ and when you reach at that address, then your crush/lover sees you coming from the window 🪟 your crush/lover then starts setting his/her hair 👻🤭 and when you enter inside, then your crush/lover is unable to look anywhere else after seeing you 👀💕 and your crush/ Seeing you coming closer to them, the lover/ crush stands up from his seat 😁🫣 Your crush/lover also doesn't know why he starts feeling like this after seeing you 😱🤔 He feels that you have cast a spell on him 🔮 📿 Or you are so magical that he can't stop himself ❤️‍🔥 🫠 And when you look into their eyes, you wish that I wish you had invited me for a date today 🍀🩵 You have so much love and feelings for them in your heart 💖💓 And then you both greet each other 🙏🏼👋 And then your crush/lover asks you to sit 👩‍🦰🧑‍🦰 And when you sit on the chair, you ask him why have you invited me here 👀😏 Then your crush / lover asks you what happened to you 🧐 Are you in a bad mood ☹️ Then you say that there is nothing like that 😌 You feel good when they care for you 🥰👀 Your crush / lover tells you that you know everything that I date anyone but I don't feel the way I should 😐 You know that I am not getting the kind of relationship I want. That's why I haven't dated anyone for so long 😬 Because I was not getting any girl the way I want 🫨 Then you say hmm…. I know. 🙄So what do I say now 😑 Then your crush/lover asks you if you would like to date me 🫣 And when you hear that your crush/lover has asked you for a date 😳 And then you were drinking water or juice at that time 🍹🥤 And you get shocked at that time 😨And your crush/lover calls you taking your name and asks if you are okay? 😲 And he gives you a tissue and pats your back lovingly 👀 and you feel very good seeing that he cares for you 🥺🥰 and he says that you can take your time to think ⏰ and then give me your answer 🍀 then both of you are about to leave after finishing your dinner 👠 then your crush/lover tells you that he will drop you home 🚘 then you say no, I will go myself 🥰 but then he holds your hand and takes you to the car and opens the car door for you 👀 and you sit 🚘 and when both of you reach your home, your crush/lover gives you some gifts 🎏 these look like two tinydolls to me which he gives to you both 🎏 and you say while smiling 🤭 you keep one and I will keep the other one 🤭 and then you hug them 🫂and they hug you back 🫂 They will love it when you hug them 💖🍀 and then you both say bye to each other👋

(I hope this reading resonates with you) ✨💕 Stay blessed 🫶❤️ AND thankyou for your support ✨🤝🍀😍

[kimberbohwrites]

Ok but think about Rolan with a non tiefling and being turned on by how soft and smooth their skin is. He’s so used to ridges that the sight of his partners chest, collarbones and shoulders turn him on 👀 he can’t help but trail kisses and bite them… just a thought 🫣

Thanks for your patience on this ask as I clear through and get organized in my inbox. I love where your head is at on this and to reward your patience, I have this for you which is a combination of your thoughts and some brain rot I currently have:

The Dance

754 Words Rolan x GN!Tav: Sweet, Romantic, Fluff, no smut

There really hadn't been time for celebration in the days and weeks following the fall of the Netherbrain and the defeat of the Absolute. Not on the scale there should have been. Tragedy and loss seemed to be everywhere and Sorcerous Sundries had been turned into something of an aid station for those in need. Tav and their friends had joined Rolan and his siblings to help. Having Tav around at all times was a blessing and a curse for him. Sure, they were a skilled healer, kind and patient to all, and a friend. But it was much harder for him to ignore the constant pull his heart felt toward Tav when they always seemed to be around. He'd never touched a human before -- not like that. They looked so soft that Rolan had the hardest time concentrating every time Tav was too close. His mind drifted away at the thought of what their skin might feel like under his touch, usually at the most inopportune times. From their few brushes in passing he knew their skin was cool and soft, like silk on an autumn day.

So lost was he in these thoughts that he failed to notice Tav's desperate return of his feelings. They had begun to lose hope until a few weeks after the final battle when things had finally begun to slow down for them. Alfira and Lakrissa had helped organize a celebration at the Elfsong tavern to thank everyone who had helped with the rebuilding. Rolan had been convinced to come by his meddling siblings, "Tav will be there," they mentioned in a sing-song tone until he'd cleaned himself up and followed them out the door of the Tower. The party was lively, with musicians and libations aplenty. Tav had been in the center of it all, dancing to the cheerful music with their friends and fellow revelers. Rolan had watched from the edge of things, content to sip his wine and work up the nerve to approach them. If only there was the right opportunity, he thought to himself. He found the opportunity toward the end of the night when the musicians needed to cool the atmosphere of the lively party, lest the Fist be discharged to break up the celebration. At the end of a tune which had filled the dance floor with bawdy dancers and cheers of applause, the musicians had chosen a slow love song to follow. A groan from many fell over the crowd at the sign that the night would be winding toward an end. The few with partners pulled them close on the dance floor but most people wandered off in search of drinks or company for the night. From his vantage point he had seen Tav's shoulders fall as the music turned slow and their companions all paired off on the dance floor. He saw the sad smile on their face as they began to walk away with the rest of the crowd, it was just like them to be happy for everyone around her even when she was sad. Rolan was moving before he even fully aware. Pushing off the wall and depositing his glass on a table as he passed it on his way to them. He intercepted them before they'd made it off the dance floor, taking their hand in his gently and pulling them back out with him. His breath caught in his throat at the feeling of their hand in his, they looked at him questioningly -- a nervous smile painted on their face. "I didn't want you to be alone," He said softly as he pulled them into the embrace of a slow dance. He melted as he felt their head rest on his chest, at how they fit so perfectly together. "Thank you Rolan," He heard them murmur softly into his robes. He couldn't help but run his fingers along their soft arms and imagine how his lips would feel in their place. Every thought he'd ever had about how they'd feel in his arms was nothing in comparison to the reality before him. The sweet smell of honeysuckle in their hair, the cool perfection of Tav's buttery soft, smooth skin. Later he would work up the courage to kiss them, he knew it now for sure. He'd walk them home and if they were keen, kiss them breathless under the night sky. But for right now he was very content with them in his arms, swaying slowly on the dance floor.

[ghostssweetgirl]

Drunk fem reader x Ghost

((I’m very drunk so excuse the spelling errors lol))

Drunk reader got a little too drunk (lightweight drunk fuck) ghost is literally dating them and is forced to take em home where their a little needy, thoughts?

(I'll probs forget I requested this in morning 🫣👀🤣) LOL

Heya, sorry this took so long! But yeah, I can do that for you! :) Hopefully where I went with it is okay with you!

Drunk Fem Reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley

cw: alcohol intake, lightweight drunk lol, flirting/some slight sexual tension, needy reader, est relationship

It's been a long night of drinking with your boyfriend's teammates. At first you laughed at them for trying to outdrink each other, but you got a big head as you subconsciously joined, thinking you could keep up. You couldn't. They were drinking the finest whiskey of this hole-in-the-wall bar, whooping and hollering in celebration of their latest successful mission.

You were sat next to Simon, resting your head on his shoulder. You had a lot of pent up energy at first, excited to see your man after such a long time, happy to spend some time with his best mates. But drink after drink, drink after drink, and drink after drink, you were losing that energy, that composure.

"Y'alright, luv?" Simon whispered in your ear.

You nodded with closed eyes. Keeping them open was killing you, the bright lights, the reflection off the tables, the party chatter becoming too much as the room was spinning.

"Wan' another shot?" he asked, as he was about to pour you another drink he paused, chuckling. "No, you're fuckin' pissed, doll."

"N-no, I'm good," you lied. You didn't want to take away his fun just because you were a lightweight. "One more shot, baby, please."

"Oh, no," he pushed the drink away. "No more for you, we're takin' you home, luv."

You whined when he said no, but he helped you stand up with his arm around you. He nodded to his men as he bid his goodbyes, helping you as you stumbled out of the bar to his truck.

--

You must have passed out for the ride home, because you slowly lifted your head awake in your driveway, Simon walking around to help you out of the vehicle.

"Come on," he grunted, lifting you bridal style into your apartment. "Lightweight princess."

"Simon..." you played. You fumbled in your pockets for your key, not finding it. You almost freak out until you hear him unlocking the door. Ohhh, he has a key.

He carried you to your bed, which you splayed across comfortably, sighing from relief as you suddenly needed to take off your pants, leaving yourself in your shirt and panties. He walked out, quickly returning with a cold cloth and a cup of water. You lulled your head towards his direction with your half-lidded eyes until your vision finally focused.

"Hey handsome," you flirted.

"Don't start that, ya little minx," he teased as he sat down, holding the water out to you. His hand rubs small circles on your hip. Your drunken, needy brain fixated on the sensation, fire rising up your spine as you giggled. He held the water out further to you as you finally took it.

"You're so beautiful," he complimented, looking at you with an entertained gaze. "Even when you're drunk."

Your cheeks flushed red. He wiped your face with the cold cloth in attempts to soothe you. Then, your stomach rumbled. Ooh. Suddenly you had a deep, deep craving for your favorite sweets you had stashed away in the kitchen.

"Simon?" by your tone of voice, he knew you wanted something.

"What is it, luv?"

"Will you go get my sweets, baby?" you pouted, looking at him with your best puppy-dog eyes.

He laughed as he got up with no hesitation. "Yes, luv."

He made his way to the door before you perked up again at another need.

"Ooh! And could you... get me more water?" you hold out your empty glass to him.

"Anything else, princess?"

"Crackers?"

He nodded, finally walking into the hallway.

"And my favorite blanket!" you hollered.

"Simon!"

"When you get back, can we cuddle?"

"Yes, dear," you heard his deep voice echo.

--

He returned with everything you asked for. Your sweets, some crackers, water, your favorite blanket. He then laid down behind you, wrapping the blanket around the both of you. You ate your snacks and hydrated yourself before turning around, snuggling into his chest. You tossed and you turned, but for some reason couldn't get quite comfortable.

You finally draped your leg across his as he almost cradled you in the new position. "Hm," you hummed as you felt his warm skin against your cheek.

He sighed a deep breath at his own comfort, reaching up to remove his mask.

"I'm so lucky," you bit your lip, leaning up to kiss him. You both softly moaned into the kiss as you instantly became putty underneath him, but you sighed as he hesitantly pulled away.

"Y'need some rest, babe," he rasped. "But fuck, 'm lucky, too."

--

[sxcret-garden]

oooh a game you say? 👀 jongho being a brat tamer? yes or no? or would he prefer you to be more obedient?

Yes to both in a way. I do think it always depends on his mood, but I can certainly see him getting a kick out of taming you... and THEN getting another kick out of how obedient he can make you be 🫣

You squirm underneath him, whining in frustration as he's pinning both your wrists above your head, using his body weight to keep the rest of your figure pressed face down into the mattress.

"What?" he asks, tightening his grip to make you stop trying to move. "Want me to get you off? After all that?"

"P-please..." you dare to beg, anger boiling in your voice from not getting what you want. Jongho leans in so his mouth is right beside your ear, and the way his bulge rubs right against your ass as he moves only makes you more horny.

"You've been teasing me all day even though I told you not to. Did you forget that? And now you want me to reward you for that?" He sits up, flipping you around, and making you watch him as he slips out of his pants, the last item of clothing remaining on both your bodies, giving you a sharp look whenever he sees you trying to move. You've spent the past 15 minutes or so making out with him, convinced you'd finally get what you've been longing for all day, only for him to tear that hope out of your hands so suddenly.

Kneeling above you now, he wraps his fingers around his length as he starts slowly jerking himself off, and he raises an eyebrow at you. "You want this?" As soon as you reply with begging, a cocky grin spreads on his face. Motioning you to get on your knees and pulling you closer somewhat ungently, he says, "Then earn it."

[eiightysixbaby]

A little request for you. 🥰

Riding Jonathan on the sofa until he lays you down and has his way with you. 👀

oooooooh boy 🤭 thank you for blessing me with this request. I did not proofread this so I’m sorry if there’s errors!!! 🫣

18+ only

What had started as innocent kissing didn’t last long, your inability to keep any sort of composure around Jonathan making it very hard for you to just kiss him. He knows that when his tongue gently prods into your mouth, it’s game over. Neither of you will be able to keep your hands to yourselves for much longer.

“Please, Jonathan, oh fuck—” you whine when he drags your hips along his cock, your panties the only thing separating you from him.

You can’t take it, slipping your underwear off in one rather ungraceful maneuver. You straddle him again, where he lays on the couch with his head propped against the arm rest. You glide your wet folds along his stiff cock, encasing him in your slick and showing off how worked up you get for him. A strained noise comes from his throat, his hands gripping your hips so tight.

You reach a hand down to position his cock upright, lining yourself up with him before you sink down. You gasp, the noise turning into a pleased sigh as he fills you inch by inch. He returns the noise, mouth falling open as your warmth engulfs him.

You rock your hips slowly, so slowly, letting him gradually fill you to the brim. His tip presses against a sweet spot inside of you, now fully sheathed.

Jonathan’s in agony, watching and feeling your slow movements. He’s so fucking hard, he’s not sure if he’s ever been this hard before. His eyes screw shut as you sink down onto him once more after pulling nearly entirely off. Fingers dig into your hips, uncaring if it bruises you, just desperately needing to hold something so he doesn’t go flying through the roof with how pent up he is.

Pretty sighs and soft moans leave your lips as you rock on top of him, his cock’s sticky slick glide within your walls making crude noises.

“Jonathan….” you exhale, such a breathy call of his name, making his head spin.

You’re clearly enjoying yourself, bouncing slightly on his lap as you take what you need from him. And he’s enjoying himself, too, but it’s not enough. He needs more, needs it faster, harder, rougher. But then your fingers snake their way down to your clit, and you’re humming in satisfied bliss. And how could he stop you now, when you’re making yourself feel so good on his cock?

“Oh fuck, are you touching yourself?” he asks, voice pitched high in something akin to a whine. You’re so hot like this, he thinks he could cry.

He bucks his hips just slightly, not enough to jolt you too much but enough to provide himself with a bit more friction. He inhales a sharp, shaky breath at the sensation. He does it once more, trying so damn hard to relieve some of the tension he’s feeling. He thinks he could surely explode.

You whimper when he pushes impossibly deeper inside of you, spreading your legs as wide as you can as you grind down on his length. His cock feels so good, you wonder if he has any idea how fantastic he feels. You still for a moment, just feeling him. Taking in the sensation of his cock sitting heavy inside your cunt, stretching you so perfectly.

Jonathan can’t fucking take it anymore, watching your head tip back as you sit completely still, lips parted slightly in a silent moan. He’s about to burst, his cock aches with a need to give it to you rough.

He’s hoisting you off of him before you can even process it, flipping you so that you’re laying on your back on the couch now. He hovers over you, your eyes wide in surprise at his quick movements.

“Be a good girl and let me fuck you how I need to,” he says, commanding you in a tone of voice he rarely uses.

You feel yourself clench around nothing, big eyes staring up at him, pleading with him to fill you up again. He slips himself fully inside, giving you no time to readjust before he’s driving into you with fast thrusts.

“Fuck - God - you feel like heaven,” he pants, strong arms holding himself up. Your fingers wrap around his wrists on either side of your head, grounding yourself.

You can’t get actual words out, brain fuzzy with each press of his cock to your cervix. Your mouth hangs open, staggered moans rolling out. Jonathan doesn’t get like this often, but you love it when he does. Takes everything he wants from you with no mercy, uses you like his toy.

“Shit, oh god, so fucking tight around me, baby,” he rasps, strained and exerted.

He lowers himself closer to you, propped up on his forearms as his lips collide with yours. He’s rough, prying your mouth open and letting his tongue slip into your throat, letting out a heavy breath when you suck on it. He pulls back, holding your mouth open with his thumb.

“Tongue out,” he says, his chocolate brown eyes almost completely black from his blown-out pupils.

You stick your tongue out, watching as he spits onto it, before urging your mouth closed.

“Swallow it,” he coaxes you, and you oblige.

If it’s even possible, you swear you grow wetter for him, dizzy with arousal. You’d swallow everything he gave you, anything, whatever he wants as long as he feels good.

“That’s a good fucking girl,” he praises, picking up the pace of his thrusts.

He leans back, pressing your knees against your chest so he can get an even better angle. Dark eyes watch where your bodies connect, your cream pooling around his shaft when he pushes all the way in. He observes in awe, letting out a groan at how soaked you are.

He thrusts into you harder, keeping you perfectly in place for him as he uses you. You feel yourself about to cum, about to completely let go for him, and he can sense it before you even get the words out.

“Cum for me, come on, angel. I know you can,” he grunts, his voice growing more and more breathless the harder he fucks you.

His simple words are all you need, though, because you’re spasming around his cock in an instant. Your back arches off the cushions, eyes rolling back as your limbs go numb. You can feel him continue to rut into you, practically vibrating with the overstimulation of it all.

“Gonna cum so hard, shit—” he whines, losing his domineering tone as he falls apart.

His movements falter, his cheeks pink and his lashes fluttering closed as he paints your walls with his release. His hands reach up to push his hair back, his chest coated in a thin layer of sweat. He’s slow to pull out of you, careful with his movements. Cum leaks from your abused hole, and a strangled sound bubbles from his throat at the sight.

“You’re so perfect,” he murmurs, laying down beside you and pulling your back to his chest.

Your breathing is just as heavy as his, heart pounding still as he presses kisses to your neck. His fingers gently tease your cunt, pressing in just slightly, putting his cum back where it belongs. The moan that escapes you betrays your tired body, Jonathan’s head perking up.

“Still want me or something?” he smirks at you.

“Always want you,” you groan, like it’s such an inconvenience.

It doesn’t take long before your hands are all over him again, ready and waiting for a round two.

[gyustarzzi]

ateez react to you kissing them on the cheek

☆ kim 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

S H 👀 K

goofy smile

gets confident while you guys are walking and kisses your cheek as well

his own cheeks are tinted pink

laughs at your flustered face as you try to cover it

is now definitely whipped for you

would start kissing your cheeks when he gets the chance

" I can't help it y/n, your cheeks are so soft! "

★ park 𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

T E A SE

kisses you first on the cheek

soft smile when you get flustered

would softly laugh at you when you try to hide yourself from him

you suddenly get the brave idea to tease him back by kissing him on the cheek

but when you do he suddenly grabs you, pulling you into his embrace

you guys cuddle for the rest of the night

" You thought you could really escape me y/n? "

☆ jeong 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

traps you in a hug and then you kiss him on the cheek

can't even look at you because of how much is he blushing

giggle erupt from you making yunho get butterflies

kisses you on the cheek as well

from now on he back hugs you and always gives you a kiss on the cheek

" You are little my baby, y/n "

★ kang 𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

ON ACCIDENT

you were trying to take a picture with Yeosang with his lips like a duck

you were trying so hard to get you both in the picture that suddenly your cheek came into contact with his lips

his face: 🫣 your face: 🫢

would immediately get flustered and would have to stuff his face into one of your squishmallow's to calm down his burning cheeks

" Omg you just kissed me!! "

☆ choi 𝐬𝐚𝐧

TEASING COMPETITION

you and san would always try to tease eachother and whoever ended up blushing first would get a finger flick to the forehead

san was trying to cheat by hugging your waist, kissing your forehead, and always whispering sweet things in your ears

and you were not about to loose

when san was hugging you waist, trying to make you blush you suddnely turned around and kissed him on the cheek

holding his cheek in awe as you run away screaming incoherent words

" Awww is my baby embarrassed? "

★ song 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

you guys were cuddling peacefully watching TV

you had a bright idea to tease mingi by kissing his cheek, something innocent right?

WRONG

flabbergasted, S H 👀 K, jaw drop, his face: 😮

you would ask what's wrong since he wasn't talking at all

WHIPPED

hides his face in the crook of your neck

" What am I gonna do with you cutie? "

☆ jung 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

EXTRA TEASE

you guys were in the dance studio and wooyoung was practicing for his AOM Studio Choom

after practicing he was very tired

you asked him if he wanted any food and he said sure

while you were leaving to go pick up the food you passed by wooyoung and kissed him on the cheek

but before you got the chance to leave wooyoung twirls you around and leans down kissing you on the lips 👁️👄👁️

you quickly leave with a tomato face

" You really thought you could tease me easily love? "

★ choi 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨

he was getting ready to sing his lines for ATEEZ's new comeback and it was just you, jongho, and hongjoong

before jongho went into the recording room you gave him a goodluck kiss on the cheek

S T U T T ER

hongjoong had to send you out of the room because of how flustered jongho was getting when he looked at you

took about 10 times to finally get his lines done without a stutter

" Why would you do that baby? Now hongjoong hyung is gonna scold me "

[saintmagx]

NSFW Alphabet 🥵

Grayson Waller x reader

‼️ Warning: 18+, smut, swearing, mature content, cringe writing ‼️

an: not proof read in anyway shape or form cause I cannot 🫣

Thought I’d try a little something different. Been wanting to do one of these for a while 👀 everyone I write for will eventually have one of these - was just desperate to write something for Grayson 🥲

Grayson fic coming soon - if anyone is interested 👀

Aftercare, what is he like after sex?

Grayson is not overly huge on aftercare. Once he is out of his post glow orgasm state he will ask you how it was for you, offer you a drink then either get back to fucking you or going to sleep. Sometimes too much aftercare is a huge ick.

Body part, his favorite body part on him and also on you.

He likes his arms, he loves showing them off to you trying to impress by showing how strong he is. He is such a thigh man, absolutely adores your thighs - infact it’s his favourite place to be. He is always touching them, grabbing them when you sit next to him, he is extremely primal in staking his claim and leaving hand/bite marks I’m all over them to show everyone who you belong to.

Cum, anything to do with cum.

This man goes feral for creampies. He HAS to finish inside of you. Again it’s all about him showing you who you belong to. His second favourite place to cum is on your face. You looking up at his doe-eyed face full of his cum MAKES.HIM.WEAK

Dirty secret, pretty self explanatory.

For as long as he can remember, you’ve always got his blood pumping. When he started at the performance centre the same time as you it was as if fate brought tall together, however Grayson was too shy to make a move on you - which sounds completely out of character but I think if he really liked someone he wouldn’t be his cocky ass self. When he followed you on insta, he would pleasure himself to your photos, it didn’t have to be bikini photos, it could be normal ones - that’s the effect you had on him. This man was weak for you. It’s something he hasn’t shared with you as he doesn’t want to come off as being weird.

Experience, how experienced is he? Does he know what he’s doing?

It’s pretty obvious he is experienced with the ladies. He knows all the right buttons to press to get you off. Even though he has been with alot of women he still had to learn what you like and dislike, but it didn’t take him long to find a rhythm with you and have the best sex of yalls life.

Favorite position, this goes without saying.

This man loves having you cowgirl. Seeing you bounce on top of him, boobs at his disposal, seeing your face twist and contort to him thrusting up into you, he is in heaven.

Goofy, is he more serious in the moment? Is he humorous?

Grayson is naturally a goofball but in the bedroom something takes over him, the goofiness is left at the door and this darkness comes over him. There’s no giggling and playfulness, he is intense and passionate when fucking you.

Hair, how well groomed is he?

Grayson has hair, it ain’t a full grown 70’s style bush, it’s neat and present and he isn’t ashamed about it.

Intimacy, how is he during the moment? the romantic aspect.

He is intense and passionate. Always whispering compliments into your ear telling you how well you are taking him, how much of a good girl you are. There is LOTS of forehead resting/kissing that gets you weak. He gives you glimpses of a tender side when fucking you and it’s just as good as when he is being rough and assertive.

Jack off, masturbation

When yall were on different brands this man would constantly be touching himself to the thought of only you. He would look at the pictures and videos of you on his phone. Grayson would call you up on so many occasions to watch you play with yourself wishing it was him with his fingers inside your pussy and not yours.

Kink, one or more of his kinks.

The thought of you pregnant with his children DRIVES.HIM.WILD. He knows yall ain’t ready for kids but just the thought of it makes him crazy. Cumming inside you is a must, he loves nothing more than telling you when he is fucking you he is going to put his kids in you, and how amazing you’ll look round and full of HIS babies.

Location, favorite places to do the deed.

The old faithful in the bedroom is one of his favourite places, he wants to make sure you are comfortable and laying you down on a soft mattress that he fully intends to pound you into - nothing beats it. When he is feeling more risky and adventurous fucking you on a balcony comes in at a close second, the rush it gives yall - the thought of being caught, it all adds to the pleasure. Lastly a mirror. This one is more intense as he makes you watch yourself as he is fucking you from behind, he loves seeing your face twist and contort in pleasure and he wants you to see exactly what he sees.

Motivation, what turns him on?

This one is simple. You. You turn him on. Everything you do, everything you say, the way your clothes hug your body, the innocent look you give him when you are teasing him, the teasing of him is something he doesn’t tire of. Nothing gets him harder than when you tease him, dropping something between his legs so you have to kneel down in front of him, looking up at him through your eyelashes, gripping his thighs, to then pick up what you dropped, wink at him then leave.

No, something he wouldn’t do.

There is nothing that’s off limits to Grayson. You want to try it? He will do it for you, just like when he comes to you with his fantasies you never say no.

Oral, preference in giving or receiving, skill?

Grayson isn’t a selfish lover by any means, however he will admit he does prefer getting blowjobs. He would happily sit and let you suck his cock all day till there is nothing left to empty into you. He will always return the favour and does love eating you out, the taste of you is something he can’t get enough of, but will admit that his tongue spends less time in you than you spend with your lips wrapped round his cock. It’s never really been an issue for you though cause that boy knows how to use his tongue.

Pace, is he fast and rough? slow and sensual?

It depends on his mood. He can be slow and sensual, or rough. You tend to find when he is frustrated, angry or annoyed the sex is rough. I’m talking hair pulling, biting, spanking, throat grabbing, grunting it’s nothing but pure animalistic.

Any other time he takes his time to worship you, to make you feel loved and adored. It’s a health mix that you both love.

Quickie, his opinions on quickies? how often?

He’s not a big fan of quickies because he likes to take his time with you, but sometimes when yall on the road or backstage and the tension between you is high he has to take you right there and then. Bless his heart he tries to be quick but it’s almost never quick.

Risk, is he game to experiment? does he take risks? etc

The risk of getting caught is a turn on for him, he likes to play with fire and luckily never gets burned. Nothing is off limits, he will sit next to you in restaurants just so he can rub your clit, have his fingers inside you when yall travelling on the tour bus. He wants to try cockwarning with you but has yet to find the opportunity.

Stamina, how many rounds can he go for? how long does he last?

2 maybe 3 rounds depending on how long yall been fucking. Sometimes yall have been locked away in your hotel room for hours. When it comes to Grayson he’s more about the quality of the fuck than how many times he has you cumming - though that can be a fun game too for him.

Toys, does he own toys? does he use them? on a partner or himself?

He doesn’t have toys for himself, however he does have for you. A nice butt plug that he sticks in your ass whenever his attention is on your pussy. Cause each hole deserves attention. Sometimes he even has you wearing it when yall go out for a meal or out doing errands. He is normally trying to keep himself soft when out in public, but the thought of your ass stuffed until he is ready to use your hole makes it so hard to stay soft.

Unfair, how much does he like to tease?

Grayson teases you alot. He likes to get you all riled up ready for his cock then he will stop what he is doing and go back to doing whatever he was originally doing. He is a menace, making you grind on his thigh, cock starved only to have you a whimpering mess and not give you the cock you crave. He isn’t all bad though, eventually he gives in and fucks you, but not until he says.

Volume, how loud is he, what sounds does he make?

Just like he is loud and proud in his normal life and in the squared circle, when it comes to the bedroom he is extremely vocal. His moans can drown out you at times, he grunts, swears and praises you throughout, every sweet sound that leaves his lips sends goosebumps rising all over your body.

Wild card, a random headcanon.

He loves making home videos with you. Who needs porn when he has a mountain of videos and photos at his disposal on his phone. When yall fucking he always has his phone out whether it’s taking pictures of his dick in your mouth of videos of him filling you with his cum, he has something for every mood.

X-ray, what's going on underneath his clothes?

Honestly he’s a solid 7. It ain’t the size that matters it’s how it’s used and he can definitely use it.

Yearning, how high is his sex drive?

He thinks about fucking you ALL.THE.TIME. The sight of you, your lingering touch all of that make his cock twitch in his pants, however he knows your sex drive isn’t as high as his so he tries to be respectful most of the time.

Zzz, how quick does he fall asleep after?

Honestly, because of the intensity and passion, Grayson falls asleep pretty quickly, once he’s snuggled up next to you (sometimes he even likes to be the little spoon) he quickly melts away into a deep sleep.

Tagged:

@jeysbae

@blueflowermentality

@co-sharkie