#the smut better involve some good foreplay

[iprefervillains]

So, is anyone going to take one for the team and write a kate and tyler getting together fic based on the cowboy hat rule?

You know Tyler is too much of a gentleman to pressure Kate into anything so he doesn't make a move. Kate, after getting some much needed therapy, reconnecting with her mom and growing closer with Tyler and the Wranglers after moving back to Oklahoma, decides to make a move.

The group is going out after a chase. Tyler is wearing his cowboy hat and Kate decides to be finally brave, steals it after some flirting and leaves him standing at the bar, joining the others at the dance floor, with a wink and a tip of the hat.

Cue Tyler having a crisis. She doesn't know, right? Surely, she simply doesn't know about the rule. He is so in love with her, that there is no way in hell, he will fuck up what they have by assuming she knows about the dumb rule.

Later, when the group is gathered back at the table, someone makes a comment about Kate having to follow up on the hat stealing and she looks Tyler dead in the eyes while saying "Oh, I fully plan on riding the cowboy later." Tyler chokes on his beer, goes red like a fire truck while the others completely lose their shit.

Followed by them finally resolving their romantic and sexual tension.

So any volunteers?

[eilaafterhours]

Me Plus You Equals Two [Sylus]

Content: Smut, Biting, Oral Fixation, Oral Sex, Established Relationship, POV Second Person, Reader-Insert

Pronouns: None (AFAB)

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Just because you were no longer sick, didn’t mean that you were ready for such a…physical activity. You really couldn’t complain when you did invite him in. 

Your hands had found purchase in his hair, as he attached himself to your neck, slowly working his way down. 

“You know…you’ve got a bad oral fixation—fu-ah…” 

He hummed, kissing the spot he had just marked. “Really? I hadn’t noticed.”

You rolled your eyes, playing into his game. “You bite my hand every chance you get.” 

“I don’t think that accounts for anything…” He finally had made his way down to your breast. “But I suppose I’ll make your assumptions a reality.” 

He wasn’t as nice as he was, your neck to your breast. He attacked it, marked one up nice as well, while giving the other one a good message before its reckoning. All you could do is writhe in his embrace, letting him indulge himself. 

Honestly, having your chest fondled didn’t usually do it for you. Nor did having someone leave trails of their saliva across your skin, but for some reason with Sylus, you’d never fault more aroused. 

And he obviously had noticed because as you were beginning to reach your peak, he pulled away. 

You pouted, huffing at him. “Really?”

“Were you really going to come without me? Sweetie, I’m hurt.” But then he smirked, “But I supposed we’ll just have to work more on your stamina later. For now, I’ll give you exactly what you want.”

You thought foreplay would either be skipped or basically nonexistent, but once you caught sight of that monster that stood at attention between his legs, you knew that you’d need to come at least once before letting him.

But, as per usual, Sylus had other plans. Plans that of course indulged in his oral fixation. He tasted you again, and again, and again, but never once let you come. Once again, letting him all of his fill. As much as you wanted to get back at him right now, you knew that you weren’t up to it just yet. You’d be better lying in wait and striking when his guard is down. 

Oh, you were getting excited just thinking about what you’d do to him.

Sylus grabbed you by your chin, thumb brushing against your lips. “Eyes on me, sweetie. This is going to be a bit…intense.”

He wasn’t exaggerating. You were ready for him, but what you weren’t ready for was the two of your Evols to suddenly tether and amplifying everything. 

Your head flew back into the pillows, as a sharp moan was torn from your throat. Sylus was right there, whispering in your ear, messaging your thighs. However, the moment he bottom out, you yanked him away from your neck, meeting his heated gaze with your own. 

“Don’t toy with me.” 

You knew that Sylus wanted to play with you a bit more, make your orgasm as intense as possible, but that was before your Evols got involved. What was supposed to be slow, methodical pumps became rapid strokes that chase the release the both of you were desperate for. The room echoed with the sound of slapping skin and labored breath, which reached its crescendo when he hit that special spongy spot. Stars blinded you as your entire body tensed up. 

Sylus, despite being in the midst of his own release, was still balanced enough to dote on you. “There you go, sweetie. Just let go…” He leaned down, pulling you into a kiss that was softer than what you were expecting.

Once you both had caught your breath, you had resigned to asking him for a wash cloth before just flopping over, but you, once again, forgot who you were dealing with. No, instead of that, Sylus had picked you up, brought you to the bathroom, and was now running a bath.

You hummed with a smile. “You spoil me.” 

“Spoil? This is the bare minimum.” He deposited you into the tub, “I haven’t shown you true spoiling just yet.”

Once he had settled in behind you, you kissed the underside of his chin. “Oh, really? I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me.”

“Everything and more, sweetie.” 

SFW Prequel

LISTEN, HEAR ME OUT

I LISTENED TO MIDNIGHT WARMTH (at night) AND THIS MFKER PUT ME AT FUCKING ATTENTION

Anyway~

LET'S TALK ABOUT HIS ORAL FIXATION

Masterlist

[crescenthistory]

do you write headcanons?? if so, i would love to see your take on how the skittles would react to their s/o walking into a slytherin party looking SMASHING

i do! especially for the skittles, the lomls<3 i have never written for pandora before, but her part came so naturally to me and now i might be in love. so um, thank you for that revelation anon!

characters: barty, evan, regulus, dorcas, pandora

warnings: this will contain implied smut and suggestive material, so mdni please. drinking, hogwarts uni au, slight d/s dynamics if you squint. reader wears skirts/dresses, but no pronouns are used.

how would the skittles react to you entering a party looking your absolute best?

barty

would be by your side in a heart-beat -> no matter where he was in the room when you walked in, the second he spots you, his arm is slung over your shoulders

angles his upper body slightly away from you, though, just enough to look down and truly take in your form

"treasure, you shouldn't have"

"thank you"

"no i mean, you shouldn't have, now we have to leave the party before it's even started"

despite wishing to have you all to himself, if you wanted to stay he would be more than happy to of course. he considers it part of the foreplay.

and he would want to show you off 100%

not out of jealousy, but rather pure pride -> i mean look at you

barty doesn't strike me as the type of person who would be jealous over you looking good, it only makes him that much more smug. in fact, i think he would LOVE being able to parade you around, showing the world that this fine specimen is his

if you let him, he would drag you into some corner to properly greet you, making sure to leave marks on your necks where others could see -> again, showing off

will not hold back his flirtatious and even salacious comments throughout the night, especially if there is drinking involved

"you look good enough to eat" with a wolfish grin

"baby you have no idea what you're doing to me"

this man is not opposed to pda, so if you are, you will have to drag him somewhere private regularly, because any visible piece of skin will have his hand and preferably mouth on it the longer you stay, even if you are in the middle of a conversation with someone else

when the night is over, your outfit discarded on the floor and you're both satisfied with celebrating the night, barty would 100% try and put it on himself

especially if it was some miniskirt/minidress number

if he's lucky, you'll grow half as hungry seeing him in the little outfit as he was and pull him back into your grasp

evan

his eyes would find you from the moment you enter the room and would not leave you for even a second

evan is quiet and stoic in his lusting yearning, but that does not mean he is subtle. he's not wolfish with howling like barty would be, but there is something definitively animalistic in how he looks at you

it is a dark kind of look that both consumes and excites you, one where you – knowing him better than almost anyone – can tell exactly what he's feeling

anyone who was trying to converse with him before you entered are now essentially talking to a brick wall. his attention is elsewhere.

he drags his eyes up and down your form, committing the outfit to memory, how it looks against your skin, how it holds your form.

every single detail will be hoarsely whispered in your ear in reverence the second he gets you alone -> you will know exactly what did him in, exactly what you do to him

he's already planning out that interaction breath by breath to keep calm when you waltz up to him

if you take your place in his lap, his arms will be around you in a heartbeat, holding you as close as possible

if you try an tease him by standing above him, he will not hesitate to drag you down to him

feeling his hot skin on yours and seeing his hooded eyes up close would kill any part of you determined on teasing him

you're both in it for the night

regulus

would be absolutely dumbstruck from the moment you enter the room and his eyes lands on you

he had been watching the door anxiously waiting for your arrival, not finding the party nearly as enjoyable as he knew he would once it was filled with your laughter

reg was already imagining a night with you and your beaming smile and perhaps crude jokes, even if they were at his expense, excitement building while waiting for you

exactly what you wanted

when i tell you this man's jaw is on the floor when he catches your figure, all that composition and self-control thrown out the window as his eyes all but ravages you

if he was holding something before he saw you, he is definitively not anymore

after a moment of astounded silence as you just smirk and take in the look on his face, i think his legs would carry him towards you without thinking

his mind only catches up with him when he is close enough to smell your perfume, almost closing his eyes at the comforting scent

"you-" he tries, but sputters over his words, mentally kicking himself – how does the poet not know how to put his feelings into words?

then again, how he feels right now is beyond even the greatest philosopher, that he is certain

"i know baby," you whisper to him before dragging him into a deep kiss

right where you are stood, in the middle of a party with both of your close friends in attendance. a situation that might have otherwise mortified him, but now he can't do anything but groan in gratitude and pull you flush against him by the small of your back

one of his hands gravitates to the nape of your neck, fingers tangling loosely in the strands of hair he finds there

you smile against his mouth at the feeling of him reverent and pliant beneath your touch

this is exactly what you envisioned when you got ready tonight

dorcas

would look you up and down from where she's sitting by the entrance and say coyly "isn't that my skirt, l/n?"

to which you'd of course reply "absolutely. i wanted to return the feeling of seeing me in it. isn't it consuming?"

dorcas is the type to lick her lips and press them together to avoid a smile, but her hungry eyes can't be suppressed

the chase is what dorcas loves the most. there will be no dragging you off to deal with you in private. she will dance around you the whole night, riling you up with her words and actions as much as you're riling her up with your outfit

"all this for me, gorgeous?"

"i will show you exactly how much i love this little outfit of yours"

a hand on your hip with her thumb hooked underneath the hem of your skirt -> not noticeable to anyone as you stand side by side, but it burns embers on your skin

leaning in close to your face with a grin to listen to you talk, eyes anywhere but on yours

leaning in close to your ear, as if she's going to whisper something to you, but instead lightly grazing it with her lips -> or even teeth, if your jewelry allows for it

nails. they're always lightly scratching you wherever she's touching you, not enough to hurt, just the perfect pressure to make you shiver. a promise

you two are never without each other the whole night, doing rounds around the party

except for when a song you two have listened to when in private comes on, and you let your hands trail out of dorcas to walk backwards onto the dance floor and sway your hips to it

you twirl around, looking at her over your shoulder through your hair

dorcas would sweat

it wouldn't take her long to join you out there though, holding your body close to hers as her hands travels all around to truly appreciate your outfit

the world melts away and all you know is just the warmth dorcas provides, the tingling through your veins from alcohol and her attention and her soft lips on yours

luckily, dorcas was ambitious and cunning as per usual, and bribed her dorm mates to sleep elsewhere tonight because that dance floor would be moved upstairs not soon thereafter

pandora

would end up flustering you more in return with how she reacted to your getup than you were able to fluster her with it

i personally often headcanon pandora as ace in some regard, but i also view her as a very observant person who loves to play around with her friends and partners in different capacities

she is amazing with patterns, and when she sees your stunning outfit that reveals more than you normally would dare at a party paired with your sly grin, she understands what game you want to play

and pandora never loses

she would come up to you and greet you sweetly, a hug and a kiss on the cheek -> just barely avoiding your lips, missing them by a mere millimeter and pulling back before you can chase for more

absolute tease

she would drown you in compliment after compliment

specific ones too, she is never one to miss a detail, especially not with you

"those earrings are new, aren't they? you've never worn them around me before, they are absolutely gorgeous. they match your eyes and brings out that lovely smile of yours."

"you noticed?" you would gulp, her own grin just too large and encompassing for your heart to handle

"i notice everything about you, bunny"

oh yes, i think she would layer it on thick with nicknames you might have otherwise grown embarrassed from, but now, paired with the look in her eyes and the tone of her voice, only flusters you more

we're talking bunny, cookie, honey, beautiful, poppet, crystal, angel, etc.

it is when she adds the my before it that you're truly done for

"you are so gorgeous in this light, my crystal. green really is your colour, i've always known"

you would be the one to grow needy throughout the night, trying to get closer and closer to her, get her hands on you in any way

pandora would just smile wider, knowing she's got you in the palm of her hand - and that means she is the luckiest girl in the room

[bitbugbites-re]

𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 | 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰

headcanons on how different RE men would take your virginity !

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characters: Albert Wesker, Carlos Oliveira, Chris Redfield, Ethan Winters, Leon S. Kennedy

gender: gn! reader

cw: NSFW, FLUFF // virginity // ktober

a/n: to everyone reading this, i hope you have/had a good day today! <3

𝕬𝖑𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙 𝖂𝖊𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖗 (any rendition)

Do you need to be in a relationship first?

No, it wouldn't be important to Wesker if you were in a relationship or not first. He doesn't come off as the type of guy to believe the notion that first times are sacred

Who initiates?

Probably you. I can't see him being too pushy/eager to have sex, as he seems like he would have a fairly tame-to-low sex drive tbh

Although, that doesn't mean he's against it or other displays of affection. He's just not horny 24/7 (for some reason, despite all of the smut that i've written, i am utterly and completely intimidated by the word "horny." this word is my achilles heel. i fear that i will never escape it's incredible power to make me want to fall to the floor and sob at its horrific-ness. however, today, i have powered through it for you, with only a few tears and trembles involved).

What kind of foreplay?

I feel like his go-to foreplay in this situation would be kissing and fingering, honestly. Very basic foreplay, nothing too insane.

He'd probably make eye contact with you the entire time he fingered you, too.

How long does it last?

The entire ordeal, from foreplay to finishing, would probably last less than 30 mins. I feel like he'd be skilled at both foreplay and penetration itself, and would get straight to the point.

I also feel like he would be a little nicer and more sweet during your first as compared to any other time

I doubt he would drag things out/tease you too much for your first time, unless you wanted him to

Is it good?

Yeah, it'd be good sex. Although, if you're a romantic, it might be a little disappointing if you have an idealized "first time" in mind

Overall? Probably a 7/10. Somewhere between average to pretty decent sex

𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖘 𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖆 (re3r)

Do you need to be in a relationship first?

If he knows you're a virgin? Yeah. If he doesn't know? Nope!

Tbh I feel like he would forget to ask, and would just automatically assume you've done-the-deed before. Although, he'd probably figure out at some point building up to penetration, in which case, he'd most likely pull back and offer to get to know you better first

Who initiates?

Could go either way. I can see him respecting that first times are important, and thus not bringing it up until you mention it or get overly touchy. However, he likely would try to gently tip-toe around the topic -- he'd make a lot of jokes about it, get a little touchy, put himself out there more by dressing or smelling nice -- all to gauge where you're at or to put the idea in your head

What kind of foreplay?

Anything. Everything. Whatever you want -- getting oral, being fingered, sucking him off or fingering him (if you're into that) -- he'd do it.

HOWEVER. There would be some limits -- I don't think he'd do anything too crazy. He would try to keep it fairly vanilla for your first time. He'd tell you that he'd be willing to do whatever in the future (WITHIN BOUNDS...), but your first time should be like a 'trial period' or something like that

How long does it last?

I feel like out of every other character on this list, sex with Carlos would take the longest. And most of it would probably be foreplay

I'd also bet that he'd be able to last a good amount of time during penetration as well. He knows his limits, and if he starts getting close, he'll change positions or use some other method to prolong intercourse.

Is it good?

YES. I feel like if you like passionate, whirlwind-like displays of affection, then Carlos would be the best one for you out of all the other characters on this list. He knows what he's doing, and he knows where to touch in order to make you feel good

Overall? Around an 8 or 9/10. He would not fail to sweep you off your feet

𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘 𝕽𝖊𝖉𝖋𝖎𝖊𝖑𝖉 (re8)

Do you need to be in a relationship first?

For RE8 Chris? No, probably not. If you want to go, he's ready -- relationship or not.

Who initiates?

In a lot of scenarios, most likely Chris. I see it being a very, "Are you ready yet? How about now?" kind of thing (dude's got a high sex drive lmao)

What kind of foreplay?

He'd probably prefer having you give him oral. If you wanted something too, though, he'd be willing to do it -- fingering, oral, etc.

Not too into kissing -- he'd rather make eye contact with you while playing with you or touching you in general

I don't think he'd make a big deal out of it if you wanted to do kinkier stuff for your first time. He'd likely go along with it, thinking that since it's your first time, and you asked, it'd be fine (he'd also probably be impressed that you wanted to ramp it up lol)

How long does it last?

An average amount of time. Not too long, not too short.

Same goes for how long he lasts during penetration. He doesn't seem like he would try to hold his orgasm back, so when it comes, it comes. Although, again, it wouldn't be quick, either

Is it good?

Yeah, it's not bad. If you're looking for someone to be a little more rough with you for your first time (not recommended LOL) then Chris is your guy

Overall, it's a solid 6 or 7/10. Very average sex -- and if you do it again in the future, it's going to be fairly the same. Little to no special treatment for your first time :p

𝕰𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖂𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 (re7, re8)

Do you need to be in a relationship first?

Yep -- partially because Ethan views first times as special, but also because he isn't the type to sleep around. He'd require a relationship first for both your and his sake

Who initiates?

Ethan, and it's planned. I doubt he'd spring it on you, either -- the two of you would talk it out first, plan a date beforehand, and then after the date...well, you know (yes, I would like to preorder one sex please!)

What kind of foreplay?

Very romantic, sensual foreplay. Kissing, soft touching, etc.

I feel like he'd be open to the basics -- oral for either person (although he'd ensure you it's about you and he doesn't need it), fingering, etc.

How long does it last?

Anywhere from a normal amount of time to slightly more than what's to be expected. I feel like he would really take his time with foreplay, as well as go slow during penetration

Is it good?

Yes! If you're a romantic at heart, Ethan's going to give you the best first time -- he's going to make sure he does everything right

Overall, probably an 8 or 9/10. This dude's got it DOWN for deflowering mfs

𝕷𝖊𝖔𝖓 𝕾. 𝕶𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖉𝖞 (re2r)

Do you need to be in a relationship first?

...maybe. I'm gonna say yeah, just because I feel like he'd be a virgin at this point of time too, LOL. He seems like he'd value romantics and wouldn't really sleep around outside of a relationship unless he had very strong feelings for you

Who initiates?

If you're in a relationship and it's been a decent amount of time since you started dating, probably him. He'd ask you about it and then...yeah.

However, if you're not in a relationship (and he likes you a lot), or you just recently started dating, it'll have to be you who initiates. He's a little reserved, so in either of these scenarios, he won't be the one to ask first

What kind of foreplay?

Lots of kissing, gentle touching, neck kissing

Would be fine with oral and fingering on either sides. Out of all the options, though, his preferred pick would be going down on you. Not just for you, but also because he seems like the kind of guy who gets off by seeing his partner get off

How long does it last?

...oh brother. Anywhere from short to long

Long because it'd probably take the two of you a while to figure out wtf you were both doing...

...and short because that man probably is not going to last long penetration-wise (LMAO im so sorry)

He'd offer to go another round to make up for it though??? Dw, one way or another, he'd make sure you still got off

Is it good?

...it would GET good. But at the beginning? It's gonna be awkward and clumsy (don't worry, he's a fast learner -- in fact, it likely wouldn't take long in your relationship for him to get the hang of it)

Overall...I'm going to have to give the man a 6/10. I'M SO SORRY. He gets an A for effort, but buddy 'ol pal, that man is not gonna know how to wield the friend in his pants right off the bat !!!

For the official and original Kinktober 23 prompts, check here. Credits to @kinktober2023 for the ideas!

[sleepingdeath-light]

grelle sutcliffe smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; nobody / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; grelle sutcliffe

outline ; “smut hcs for grelle”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, switch!grelle sutcliffe, role play, size kink, lingerie kink, marking kink, blood play, knife play, praise kink, body writing, dumbification, overstimulation

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

though she usually defaults to the role of a bratty (and, naturally, terribly dramatic) submissive, grelle is a switch and is more than capable of being her partner’s domme if they want/need her to be for whatever reason — e.g. being inexperienced and needing guidance, being a complete submissive and unable to take on a dominant role regardless of mood, or being another switch that’s been sent into sub-space for one reason or another

an actress at her heart, grelle has a massive thing for role play and can get remarkably theatric about it if you let her — full scripts, handmade costumes, designated roles, a plot that leaves you on the edge of your seat until the end, the whole nine yards really — but if you’re more in the mood for something more simplistic and straight to the point (e.g. you convincing her not to reap your soul through ‘unorthodox’ means, or something about university and wanting a better grade) she’ll still oblige you and thoroughly enjoy herself every step of the way… even if she does initially huff and puff and complain about the lack of drama and wit involved in her ‘role’

she generally prefers to bottom and is an absolute size queen that’s eager to take the biggest thing you’ve got — and let it be known that she will bitch and moan and brat out if you try and stick to anything smaller for foreplay or a quickie (so, for example, finger fucking her before she leaves for work in the morning will get her off in the moment, sure, but it will also leave her frustrated and snappy all day as she can’t wait to get home to you and that something bigger she’s anticipating being stuffed with later on)

she’s extremely vocal in the bedroom, talking and teasing and goading until she’s too far gone to speak and even then continuing to make her feelings known through moans and groans and sighs that send new waves of heat straight to your core — naturally she’s much more flirty and coherent during foreplay, when she’s still able to think about more than just how good she feels, but it’s easy enough to shut her up completely just by kissing her or by sending her into sub-space early on (which can be done through rougher play like hair pulling and scratching combined with vocal praise, like calling her your ‘good girl’ for example)

a guarenteed way to get grelle hot under the collar and itching to drag you off somewhere private is to take advantage of her kinks for lingerie and marking you up — so if you go to kiss her goodbye before her workday begins while wearing some sort of (preferably red) lingerie that shows off all of the pretty marks she left behind on your body then it’s either going to be a very long farewell or she’s just going to end up skipping work all together that day (or at least until william catches on and comes to drag her back to dispatch)

her marking kink is very mutual and if she happens to notice any marks you left behind after a night of passion, she’s going to get a bit red in the face and adjust her outfit as much as she can to show them off (bonus points if the mark happens to be a lipstick stain or a hickey on her throat or jawline)

her role as a reaper and her past as a serial killer alongside madam red have given her an unparalleled confidence and competence when it comes to using any sort of knife or blade in the bedroom — this means that she’s up for pretty much anything whether that’s just cutting to draw blood for the sake of it (which is another thing she enjoys, whether that blood happens to be on you, on her, on you both, or whatever), or one of you cutting the other in order to leave a visible mark and claim on them

she absolutely lives for your praise and if you ever want her to be on her best behaviour for you then the quickest way to go about it is to whisper sweet nothings into her ear as you play with her hair, alternating between showering her with compliments and lamenting about how you wish she’d be ‘good’ for you because only ‘good girls’ get rewards and you want nothing more than to spend the night buried between her thighs… — in short, flattery gets you everywhere when it comes to grelle

if you ever proposed body writing to her, grelle would definitely be up for giving it a go, covering your body in little notes that range from long-winded love letters so sweet that they’d make anyone swoon to claims of ownership, to little messages about what she loves to do to you — so, for example, you’re equally as likely to wake up the next day and find a cursive ‘my darling <3’ written over your heart or on your stomach as you are to find something like ‘mine’ scrawled desperately onto your ass or just above your sex at the apex of your thighs (also surrounded by little hearts)

on the rare occasion where she’s in the mood to top she enjoys fucking you until you’re too far gone and cock drunk to do anything other than be her moaning messy little play thing until she’s had her fill of you — bonus points if you start sobbing through your orgasms from overstimulation and, for an afab partner, if you squirt when she’s pleasuring you

she has both an exhibitionist and a voyeuristic streak so she has no qualms with putting on a show for you or with watching you get off for her — for similar reasons, in a more modern setting she’d probably be down for exchanging nudes with you or just having phone sex with you in general

when having sex, grelle usually prefers to bottom for you in missionary or to ride you/your strap in either the cowgirl or the reverse cowgirl position (if she’s feeling particularly dominant) — when topping she usually sticks to the same positions, but she will occasionally branch out into the mating press if she’s really in the moment and wants to absolutely ruin you

[kumquats-are-gay]

sparing with Johnny, and you pin him down only to find that he's rock hard, maybe some teasing/sex? idk idk

(TF YOU MEAN “idk”?? THIS PROMPT IS HEAT AND I’M ‘BOUTTA COOK!! 🔥💯😤)

Johnny Cage x gn!reader (SFW/NSFM)

NOTE: This will be a two-parter because I just couldn't wait to post what I had already, lmao. This first part only has sexual themes and foreplay, while the second part will have actual smut (also, while this first part is totally GN, the second part will be mentioning afab anatomy, but I will still be using GN pronouns). I'm sorry this took so long to get to; I've been working almost every day for the past two weeks and ya girl is tired, lol. Was super excited to write for this though! :D

ALSO I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE HOW ACTUAL FIGHTING WORKS I JUST MADE SHIT UP LMAO PLS DON'T COME AT ME

Pasted straight from Google Docs and NOT proofread, so please excuse any grammatical/continuity errors/syntax and formatting. I am also still VERY much an amateur writer so pls go easy on me <3

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51869623

Come On With a Come-on

         For a ‘professional’, Johnny Cage is about the least professional person you’ve ever met. Propriety must be a foreign concept to him with how frequently he flirts with you, especially on set—you know, in front of all of your colleagues and crew? The man was shameless in his relentless pursual of you, like a goddamn dog with a bone. And worst of all? You liked it, and this fact frustrated you to no end. 

         How could you possibly be attracted to someone who is so insufferably arrogant, loud-mouthed, and impossibly far up his own ass? An ass that, admittedly, you find yourself staring at whenever you think he isn’t looking. But, because you’re an actual professional, you’ve rebuffed his every attempt to seduce you thus far. Plus, you had a reputation to keep and dignity to hold onto; you weren’t sullying either when the likely outcome would involve your face and name on countless tabloids. 

         Without warning, his stupid, smug, and incredibly handsome smile invades your mind, and you suddenly find yourself wanting nothing more than to punch it off of his unfairly chiseled jaw.

         …or maybe kiss it off.

         “Grah!” you abruptly shout while burying your hands in your hair, momentarily tugging at the roots in annoyance. God, you had a problem. 

         Bzzt.

         “Huh?” You look down at your hip where your phone had just buzzed in your pocket. You pull it out and flick your finger across the screen to unlock it, then tap on the messaging icon.

         Johnny Cage: Hey, wanna spar later? 👊👊

         You raised a brow. You and Johnny worked in the same sphere for a reason. Action films were your guys’ bread and butter since the both of you knew how to fight as well as do your own stunts. 

         You and Johnny hung out casually here and there, but the two of you had never sparred before. You sensed an opportunity in his proposal, though: an effective way to get your frustration out on the source of said frustration. Shrugging, you figure, ‘why not?’

         You: Yeah, I’m down. But I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into b/c I won’t be holding back!

         Johnny: Woah, don’t go threatening me with a good time ;) 

         Your stomach twirled in unbidden delight at the cheeky response, and you internally chastised yourself for being so easily affected by this man. You and Johnny sorted out the details of your meetup—his place, late afternoon—and returned your phone to your pocket. You would just have to kill some time until then.

~~~

         “Of course you would have your own gym, and of course it’s fuckin’ huge,” you joked with a bit of sarcasm, yet enough lightheartedness as to not offend. Though, you doubt Johnny could be so easily offended; he’s got way too much self-confidence (for better or for worse) to be put down that easily.

         “Oh, honey, you haven’t seen ‘huge’ yet,” he boasted with a smirk. The wink that followed did nothing to abate the heat that was slowly taking over your body, but you did your best not to let the effects show. Since when were easy, immature innuendos such a turn on for you? You just closed your eyes and shook your head.

         “Alright, I am definitely knocking you on your ass for that one.”

         “Hah, see if you can, sweetheart!”

         The two of you stood in your  respective corners and took your stances. One quick little countdown later, and the game was on. 

        You knew Johnny was a very good fighter being a martial arts expert and all, but you didn’t realize he was that good. In all honesty, you figured he was more bark than bite, and that you’d have no real problem going toe-to-toe with him. Unfortunately, it seems like you may have underestimated him. It turns out that Johnny Cage was one of the rare few you had met who could back up their arrogance. Bully for you.

        Furthermore, this shithead was fighting dirty! Well, okay—technically he wasn’t fighting dirty. He was just talking after all, and there’s nothing wrong or “illegal” with that. But it was a dirty tactic regardless, and it only infuriated you further with how helpless you were to try and block him out.

        You pivot sharply on one foot and  use the momentum to lift and swing the other around, aiming the kick at his head. You expect him to duck under such a high-reaching maneuver—maybe he’d follow up with a low sweep with your single foot planted on the ground—so you prepare yourself to counter this. See, before you went into acting, fighting was your primary activity; you won many tournaments and managed to make a decent living off of it. One of the main things you were known for were your notoriously powerful kicks; few would risk trying to outright block them rather than moving out of the way.

         You must have forgotten who you were up against; that was the only reasonable explanation for your short-sightedness. You were not distracted by him or anything like that, thank you very much. Johnny-fucking-Cage just lifts an arm and grabs your leg. With one hand. Like it was nothing.

         The impact creates a loud smack! that briefly leaves you dumbfounded; you felt the force of that blow against his palm, and it was enough to leave the skin there tingling unpleasantly. Johnny didn’t look phased in the least bit with a crooked smile dancing across his handsome features, just gripping your ankle. Casually. Like you weren’t currently being held in the near-vertical splits.

         Johnny took this fleeting opportunity to give you a quick once-over, and his smile only grew. “Nice legs,” he quipped, “bet they’d look a lot nicer over my shoulders.” You openly gaped at his brazenness, and he used your shock to his advantage, flipping you in one fell swoop. You grunted when your back hit the mat underneath you, but the heat that overwhelmed your person (caused by your anger and fury, obviously) had you back up in a flash.

         “Best two out of three,” you nearly seethed. Johnny had the audacity to appear as anything but intimidated. In fact, he seemed rather amused.

         “You know, you’re like, really hot when you’re mad.”

         You nearly flung yourself at him in a mindless bout of rage, but caught yourself only a split moment before you could make such a devastating mistake. A delightful idea quickly sprang to mind—two could play at this game. 

         You kept up the facade of indignation and outrage in order to trick Johnny into thinking that you actually were going to make that blind charge at him. You stepped off of your dominant foot, using the momentum to make a lunge for him. He braced himself to counter your head-on attack, but you feigned right at the last possible second, swiftly gripped his shoulder with your left hand, and brought your right leg in against the back of his knee to buckle it. Johnny was quick to recover, though, keeping enough of his balance to twist and grapple with you as his leg nearly gave out. 

         Ah, so it was time for plan B.

         Before he could finish off the move, you brought your face right up to his, making sure that the two of you were making eye contact, and looked at him with sensual purpose. It was almost enough to disarm him, so to ensure you had the upper hand, you threw him another curveball with a breathy, “I wonder if you fuck as good as you fight.” 

         That did the trick. Johnny’s mind was sent reeling with your seemingly out-of-pocket comment, and you jumped at the chance to knock him flat on his ass. Johnny got the wind knocked from him as he landed with a resounding thump. Not wasting a minute, you straddled yourself across his hips and held his wrists against the floor mat. While Johnny had more raw strength than you, you hoped that the KO would leave him dizzy enough to keep him subdued.

         “Ha! Gotcha!” you barked out in triumph. Johnny just blinked up at you in a daze as his response. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to handle the taste of your own medi-” you had cut yourself off when you felt something stiff beneath your pelvis. ‘What…? Wait, is he…’

         “Are you hard right now?!” you squawked incredulously. Johnny just shrugged his shoulders and gave you an audacious smirk, as if to say, ‘Uh, yeah I guess so. What about it?’ You were flabbergasted. “I can not believe you right now!” You released his wrists and made to get up, but he grabbed your hips before you could get away. Damn it, his body was so warm, and…holy shit he felt big.

         “Woah now, hang on just a tick,” he spoke like he was trying to soothe a startled horse. This fucking asshole! Why, just why did you have to fall for him? “It is very difficult not to pop a boner when I’m getting up close and personal to the most gorgeous person I know,” he spoke with an immense amount of charm and a surprising measure of sincerity. Your eyes widened comically before you squinted at him with a healthy amount of suspicion. 

         “Oh, really now? And I don’t suppose you’ve used that line with every other person you’ve taken to bed, hm?”

         Johnny just sighed like he was the exasperated one here. “Darling, I’ve been laying it on thick for half a year now. There’s no way I’d still be after you just to get into your pants.” He looked at you with this sort of ‘duh’ expression on his face, like he couldn’t possibly understand your confusion. “I mean, don’t get me wrong: you’ve got just the kind of body that I love,” he added, and you nearly clocked him then and there, but you relaxed again as he spoke further, “but I’ve come to really like spending time with you. There’s never a day that I don’t look forward to working with you on set, you know.” And, just like that, you felt like the stupidest person on the planet for denying yourself something that you evidently could have had for a long time now. 

         You hung your head low and shook it from side to side in disappointment of yourself. You fool. You buffoon. You absolute imbecile. “Oh, you have got to be kidding me.” Johnny took this the wrong way, looking offended, and opened his mouth to say something. However, you were quick to shut him up with a short yet firm kiss of which he wasted no time in returning. He ground his hips against yours in short, desperate thrusts like there would never be another chance to do so, and you eagerly mirrored his movements like they might be your last. Without warning, he rolled the two of you over to flip your positions. Sprawled out beneath him with your hands held beneath his own, Johnny thought you looked like a dream.

         “By the way, I think you’ll find that not only do I fuck as good as I fight, but I fuck like I fight, too—hard n’ fast,” he intoned in a voice nearly an octave deeper. 

         You squirmed in anticipation at his words, and retorted with equal huskiness, “let’s see it then.”

[mandos-mind-trick]

Carry Me Home

Summary: You live a quiet life, away from stress and danger. So of course Fate had to drop you right in the middle of an active battle to meet your soulmate.

Pairing: Commander Cody x reader Soulmate AU

Warnings: NSFW, smut, unprotected sex, no foreplay, Soulmate AU, brief violence and description of a battle, as usual reader has a bit of a backstory just so the story flows better.

A/N: This one I think is my least favorite so far. I've fought with it all week and just decided to go with it. I love Cody, but goddamn is he hard for me to write.

MASTERLIST

Getting dropped right in the middle of a battlefield was not how you planned to spend your weekend. 

You were sitting down to enjoy your favorite book when you had the sudden uncomfortable sensation of being pulled through a thin tube and instead of your comfortable chair, your butt hits dirt. 

It takes a second for you to fully comprehend what’s happening. Your apartment has disappeared, and instead you’re outside. It’s very loud where you are as the ringing in your ears begins to fade. Your vision aso clears, and you find yourself staring up at...a helmet? 

There’s a figure directly in front of you, just inches from your feet. He’s kneeling behind a rock, blaster in hand. He’s dressed in armor, armor that’s familiar to you. You’d seen it countless times in the news, and a few times on your own home planet. 

This is not good. 

It’s only a matter of seconds, but it feels like a lifetime that you stare at him in shock. You don’t have much time to think it over as he reaches for you, tugging you behind the rock far too easily. He covers your body with his just moments before an explosion rains debris right on you. 

“Stay down!” He orders, pressing a hand into the back of your head. 

You’re compacted into a rather uncomfortable crouched position, but you’re not about to move as he goes back to firing. Your hands cover your ears as explosions rain from both sides. Your heart is pounding, feeling like it might beat right out of your chest. You close your eyes, praying this is some cruel dream your brain has thought up. You’re panicking, but you have every right to. 

This is not what you had pictured when you had thought up your weekend plans. 

You’ve always preferred a quiet life. You weren’t adventurous or impulsive. If you were going to do something, lots of planning went into it first. You were perfectly happy spending your weekends relaxing at home with a holonovel or a film. 

Not in the middle of a major battle. 

How did you come to be here? 

Or better yet, why were you here? 

You’re stuck far too long in that position, tucked into a ball behind the rock as blaster and cannon fire flies over your head. You’re stressed beyond belief, adrenaline pumping through your body. Your home planet, Alderaan, was involved in the war heading the relief effort and taking in refugees. You had heard countless stories about what it was like, but none of them could compare to actually being in it. 

How the clones do this time and time again is beyond you. 

You’re shaking, joints protesting as you’re helped to your feet. The blaster fire has stopped, the world seeming far too quiet after that absolute nightmare. His grip around your arm is tight. He’s not holding you to keep you steady. 

He practically drags you through the battlefield, past dead and injured troopers. He doesn’t seem affected at all, your weak legs trying to keep pace with his determined stride. You try not to look, your stomach churning at the thought of all of those people dead, and for what? 

It doesn’t take you long to figure out where he’s leading you as you approach who you assume is the Jedi General in charge, judging by the look of him. 

“Who is this?” He asks as you come to stand in front of him. 

“Unsure, sir. She appeared in the middle of the battle.” The clone says. 

“Appeared?” He asks in disbelief. 

“Out of thin air.” The clone answers. “Right in front of me.” 

“Strange.” The Jedi mumbles, stroking his chin as he stares at you for a moment. He turns to another clone. “Escort her back to the ship. Keep her in a holding cell until we return.” 

The clone holding you releases your arm, the other taking his place. You’re led to a gunship, your eyes drifting back to where the first clone and the Jedi are standing for just a moment. 

“What are you thinking, sir?” Cody asks, looking at Obi-Wan. 

“I don’t think she’s dangerous. Nor is she a spy.” Obi-Wan answers. 

“Then why do you think she appeared here?” 

Obi-Wan smiles at Cody, a familiar glint in his eye. “The Force works in mysterious ways. Perhaps she was sent here to help.” 

***

You sit in the holding cell, fingers tapping on the table anxiously. You’re still shaking a bit from the adrenaline rush, your body very unused to such high levels of stress. You tried to avoid it for that very reason. The trooper that had brought you to the cruiser is standing in the corner behind you, watching you carefully. His unwavering stare is also making you nervous, even though you haven’t done anything wrong. 

You grab the cup that’s sitting on the table, taking a sip of the cool water. He had at least been decent enough to get you some water. You’re terribly thirsty after sitting in the middle of a battle for what was probably close to an hour. You’re also starting to get hungry, or perhaps that’s just the nerves twisting away in your stomach. 

You’re not sure how long it’s been, not that having a window would have told you much. The eternal darkness of space wasn’t a good indicator of time. 

“Apologies for the wait,” The Jedi says. “There was still much to be done after the battle.” 

“No apologies necessary.” You say. “I would expect as such after a battle like that. Not that I’ve been in many battles.” 

“I am Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’ve already met Marshall Commander Cody.” He introduces them. 

You tell him your name as he takes the seat across from you. 

“Cody’s already told me his side of the story. I’m interested to hear yours.” 

So you tell him. “I had just gotten home from my job at an art museum on Alderaan, and I was getting ready to settle down and read some of the new holonovel I’d picked up when all of a sudden I felt like I was being pulled through a tube and then I’m sitting in the middle of a battlefield.” 

Master Kenobi stares at her for a few moments, stroking his beard. “That is very odd indeed. I do believe you. Though, unfortunately, with no way to verify your identity, we have to remain suspicious of you and your motivations.” 

You understand, you really do. No doubt Separatist spies constantly tried to infiltrate the Republic. You were very far from a spy, however there was no way to prove that. Unless...

“Senator Organa.” You blurt out before he can stand. “Senator Organa knows me. He and his wife often attend charity galas at the museum. He can vouch for my identity.” 

A small smile tugs at Master Kenobi’s lips. “Of course. I will get in contact with the Senator as soon as possible. Until then, I am afraid you will have to remain here.” 

You nod. “I understand.” 

He nods to the clone in the corner. “Nova will remain with you. If you need anything, he can get it for you.” 

***

Obi-Wan and Cody make their way up to the bridge, Cody replaying the conversation in his mind. It’s very odd, this situation. He’d never heard of anyone teleporting before, much less straight into the middle of a battle from halfway across the galaxy. 

“What do you think, sir?” Cody asks. “Do you believe her?” 

“I do.” Obi-Wan says. “I cannot sense any danger in her presence here, though we cannot be too certain.” 

“What do you think it means, her arrival? I’ve never heard of anything like this.” 

Obi-Wan smiles. “I believe congratulations are in order, Commander. I think you’ve just met your soulmate.” 

Cody stops walking, blinking in shock. His soulmate? She can’t really be...can she? He hadn’t put much thought into his soulmate, like most of his brothers. There were far bigger things to worry about, and considering they were forbidden from initiating their bonds, most of them tried to ignore the existence of soulmates. 

Of course, he knows most refuse to follow the rules regarding their soulmates. Many clones have met and keep contact with their mates. Many, not just clones, view the rule as being just another way to dehumanize them. 

So many don’t listen. 

Cody hadn’t put much thought into what he’d do. It’s easy to pretend you can follow the rules when you’re not facing it yourself. He figured he’d deal with it when the time came. He’d hoped perhaps that time wouldn’t come, or the war would be over before it came. He didn’t think it would happen right in the middle of a battle. 

He doesn’t think his General is wrong, either. 

He can feel it, the stirring in his chest that he’d overheard his brothers whispering about. The tugging, begging him to go back and just be in the presence of this mysterious teleporting girl once more. 

“Sorry, sir?” Cody asks, quickening his steps to catch up to the General once more. 

“It’s a rare soulmate link, though I’ve heard of it happening twice now since the start of the war. One soulmate teleporting to the other’s location.” 

Cody’s heart clenches in his chest. If the girl is telling the truth, if Senator Organa does verify her identity, then this must be the answer for her strange appearance. But why now? Why did she have to show up now? 

Why couldn’t fate have waited for the war to be over?

***

You look up as the energy shield of your cell drops. The time feels like it’s gone by faster this time, possibly because it hasn’t been as long. It’s impossible to tell, without knowing the time. 

Commander Cody enters your cell, his helmet tucked under his arm. He’s handsome, well, all the clones are handsome, you think. You take a better look at him now that you’re not so nervous. He wears his hair in regulation cut, and his face is clean shaven. He has a scar on the left side of his face, what looks like a crescent moon at his temple and a line trailing down his temple and across his cheekbone. You wonder how he got it, what had caused such a cruel looking injury. 

“The General spoke with Senator Organa. He verified your identity and backed up your story.” Cody says. 

You breathe a sigh of relief. You knew you had nothing to worry about, but yet you had still been nervous. What if they hadn’t been able to reach Senator Organa? What would have happened to her then? 

“If you’ll follow me, we’ll get you somewhere more comfortable.” 

You push yourself up from the table, your legs wobbling a bit. You feel unsteady from sitting for so long so soon after your extreme adrenaline rush. You grip onto the table, keeping yourself steady while your legs wake up. 

“Are you alright?” Commander Cody asks. 

“Yeah.” You laugh. “Just not used to teleporting, being on a battlefield mid battle, being interrogated, you know. Like everything that’s happened today.” 

A smile tugs at the side of Cody’s mouth. “I guess that would be rather jarring. Well, where you’re going there’s a real bed.” 

You nod. “Okay. I think I can manage to get there.” You let go of the table, forcing your legs to be steady. You turn to Nova, still dutifully standing in the corner. “Thank you for watching over me, Nova.” 

He shifts slightly, almost like he wasn’t expecting it. “Y-You’re welcome, ma’am.” 

You turn back to Cody, taking a couple test steps to make sure your legs will hold you. He’s got a smile on his face, a small one, but still a smile. You follow him from your cell, glad you’ll never have to see it again. You hadn’t been treated badly, but sitting at that table in the blank, windowless room for hours hadn’t exactly been the best experience of your life. 

“We’re heading to a GAR resupply station. There will be a ship there that will drop you off back on Alderaan.” Cody says as you walk beside him, his pace slower than you really need. 

“It will be nice to be back home again.” You say. “Not that you’ve been unwelcoming. It’s just...this life isn’t really for me. I prefer something slow and low-stress.” 

“I don’t blame you.” He says. “This life is easy for us because we were designed to handle constant, high levels of stress. It’s...not for everyone though.” 

“That’s for sure.” It falls silent for a few moments as you walk through the huge cruiser. “Did your Jedi General figure out why I teleported right to you?” You ask out of curiosity. You’d thought through every explanation you could think of and none of them made sense. 

“He had an idea why.” Cody says, clearing his throat. “It’s...it’s complicated.” 

“I mean, I did teleport halfway across the galaxy. If that has a simple answer, I’ll be floored.” 

Cody glances around, slowing his pace even more. He speaks quietly, like he doesn’t want anyone to overhear. “He thinks it may be our soulmate link.” 

Your steps slow to a stop, Cody pausing as well. You stare ahead of you in shock. You hadn’t thought of that possibility. You’d never heard of that being a link, but then again, you’d never looked much into soulmates. Like many, you simply knew you’d find them eventually. You had no distinguishing marks or any of the more common links that were obvious. You’d considered perhaps you didn’t have a soulmate at all, and though that thought made you a bit sad, you’d accepted it. If it was meant to happen, it would. 

And apparently, it had. 

“I...didn’t even know that was a possibility.” You say. 

“Neither did I.” Cody says. “Apparently this is the third time it’s happened since the war started.” 

“Well, that’s reassuring.” You say. “We’re not the only ones.” You stare at him for a moment, an unreadable expression on his face. “Why do I feel like there’s more?” 

“Well, there is.” He says, and you begin walking once more. “Us clones, we’re not allowed to initiate our bonds. If we find our soulmate, we’re supposed to reject them like the Jedi.” 

“Oh.” Your shoulders fall a bit. Of course it makes sense. They’re supposed to be loyal, unshakeable soldiers free of distractions. There’s nothing quite as distracting as a soulmate bond. 

You feel a bit disappointed. You’ve just found your soulmate and now he’s telling you he has to reject you. You know how painful it is, how debilitating it can be to go through it. Most don’t come out the other side the same. How can you when you’ve just lost half your soul? Half of your very being? 

“That’s...” You swallow the lump forming in your throat. “I-I understand...why...” 

A gloved hand touches your face, sliding along your skin. You look up, that hand cupping your chin. You look up into those dark eyes, getting lost in the deep brown of them. They’re so soft as they stare at you, wide with emotion. You’d read once that eyes are the window to the soul. You can tell a lot about someone by their eyes. 

“Luckily, most of us don’t agree with that rule.” He says quietly, like he’s afraid someone might walk by and hear. From what he’s saying, it could be dangerous if the wrong person walked by and heard. “It’s not fair to us or to our mates. Most of you have waited long enough.” 

“Too long.” You whisper, swallowing the lump in your throat. 

“I can’t promise a life, or a future. Any of us could die at any moment. But when the war ends, I will do everything I can to find you.” 

***

Your time with the 212th is short. You spend a suspicious amount of time with Cody. For being a Marshall Commander, he certainly has a lot of free time. You meet many, many clones, and do your best to memorize each and every one of their names. 

All too soon you’re landing at the GAR station, your time with them at its end. Cody escorts you off the cruiser, leading you through the bustling station to where the shuttle is waiting to take you back to Alderaan. 

“I hope the war doesn’t bring us to Alderaan.” Cody says. “As much as I’d like to see you again.” 

You smile. “I do hope to see you again soon, but preferably not on a battlefield again.”

Cody smiles down at you. “I’ll keep in contact as much as I can.” 

“I’ll be waiting.” You say, looking up at him. Oh how you want to kiss him, but you know you can’t. “You know where to find me.” 

Cody lets his fingers brush yours just for a moment. “I’ll never forget.” 

You look back as you board the shuttle, your chest already aching. The thought of being apart at all is nearly unbearable, and you can’t even say how long it will be until you see him again. 

If you see him again. 

No. You refuse to think that way. 

You will see him again. 

***

The war is over. 

It ended rather abruptly, and came with the restructuring of the Republic into the Galactic Empire. Nothing about it feels right to you, mostly because you haven’t heard from Cody since the war ended. 

He had sent you a quick message before he left on a mission, and then the war had ended. 

That had been a year ago. 

You haven’t heard from him since. 

You refuse to believe he’s dead. You would have known. Even without initiating your bond, you would have felt it. The pain of half of your soul fading away to nothing. The discomfort, the never-ceasing chill of half of you being gone. You haven’t felt that, which means Cody is alive somewhere. 

It’s been a long year. 

You’ve been going through the motions, checking every chance you can for a message, some sign from him, but you’ve heard nothing. It hurts, but you know he wouldn’t do that. Not without reason. You hope he’s safe, wherever he is. You hope he’s safe and healthy and whole. 

You don’t want to lose him. You barely know him, but the thought of losing him is driving you insane. Your thoughts have slowly been taken over by Cody. You know it’s the bond, the deep yearning to see him and be close to him again. You’re meant to be together, not a galaxy apart with no contact. 

You worry you may go insane if you have to keep on without him. 

Luckily for you, that doesn’t happen. 

It’s your day off and you had planned to spend it sitting on your couch relaxing. Your comm is sitting on the table, waiting for any sign from Cody that he’s alright. You’d give anything just to hear his voice again. You’d sell an organ to see him again. 

A knock on your door pulls you away from your thoughts. You’re not expecting anyone, but random visitors aren’t that unheard of. A neighbor or a coworker stopping by. You’re not really in the mood for company, but maybe that’s just what you need. 

Except you’re not expecting who’s behind the door. 

Your stomach twists painfully, your heart thudding in your chest. Your mouth drops open, the air in your lungs whooshing out in a gasp. 

He looks good. Or, at least, he looks uninjured. You know it’s him. Even without the scar, you would have known. He’s not in his armor, dressed down into civilian clothes instead. You want to yell at him, you want to slap him. How dare he leave you for a year without so much as a message. But as you look into his eyes, that idea melts from your mind. There’s dark circles under his eyes. He looks tired. His eyes are shining in the lights of your hallway and there’s a sadness to them, no, a guilty look to them. 

“Mesh’la.” He breathes, and you’re moving before you even realize it, practically throwing yourself into his arms. 

He wraps his arms around you tightly, almost painfully. You don’t care, relief flooding through you. All the horrible thoughts that had plagued you, all the anger and the fear and the anxiety melting away simply by being in his presence once more. 

He backs you into your apartment, the door sliding closed. He doesn’t loosen his hold on you, keeping you close to his chest. “I’m sorry.” He breathes, his breath fanning your ear. “I’m so kriffing sorry.” 

“Why?” You ask, your voice thick with tears. You’re not sure when they started, but they’re slowly soaking his shirt. “It’s been a year, Cody. A year since I’ve heard from you. The war ended and then...nothing.” 

“I know.” He pulls back slightly, looking down at your face. “I’ll tell you everything, just let me hold you for a moment.” 

And so you do. You stand there for the better part of an hour, just holding each other. Time and time again your hands run along his back, cheek pressing into his shoulder just to make sure he’s really here. 

Once you manage to separate yourselves, you move to the couch. He tells you everything, about the war ending, Order 66, the inhibitor chips, losing control of his mind, waking up after Kashyyk, the horrible things they’d been forced to do, deserting the Empire. He had wanted to contact you as soon as he left, but he knew it was too risky. He’d found Captain Rex who’d helped him, hiding him and once it was safe, getting him here to you. 

“Oh, Cody.” You say, tracing your fingers along his scar. It’s the first time you’ve touched him, really touched him. He’s so warm, the press of your skin against his sending little sparks through your body. “I’m so sorry.” You draw him in, his face pressing against your neck as you hold him. 

“Why did it have to happen this way?” He asks, wrapping his arms around your waist. 

“We can’t change the past.” You say, running your fingers through his short curls. “We can only keep moving forward from here.” 

He breaths a long sigh out, relaxing completely into you. He’s heavy, your body slowly falling back onto the couch. He follows, his lips brushing against the skin of your neck. 

“I’m ready to live your boring life.” He murmurs. 

You can’t help but laugh at that. He had once remarked that your life was boring when you’d told him you intended to spend your time off at home reading. You knew he had meant it lightly, and he wasn’t wrong. Compared to his life at the time, yours was very boring. 

“Don’t let me go.” He says quietly, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. 

A smile tugs at your lips as your back hits the cushions, Cody shifting slightly so he’s not crushing you under his weight. “You have a year to make up for, Cody. And I have some vacation time I’ve been meaning to use.” 

“Good.” He says, dragging his lips up your throat. “I don’t intend on letting you leave this couch for a while.” 

You pout a bit as he kisses the corner of your mouth. “The bed is more comfortable.” 

“We’ll get there eventually.” He murmurs before pressing his lips to yours. 

You sigh against his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck. The swirling chaos that had been driving you crazy for the last year is beginning to settle now that he’s here, in your arms, pressed against you. Most soulmates don’t last more than a few days once they meet. It’s been over a year since you met him and you hadn’t so much as touched him. 

“Cody,” You sigh against his lips, his body pressing closer to yours. You can feel him, hard against your thigh. “I need you.” 

“I’m right here.” He says, pulling away from your lips. He cups your face, calloused thumbs stroking your cheeks. 

You smile, reaching up to cup his cheeks. He really is real. He’s really right here. “You are.” 

He makes quick work of your clothes, dragging his fingers along your exposed skin. Every touch is like lightning, your body thrumming with energy. It reminds you of when you’d met, appearing on that battlefield, the adrenaline pumping through you. He had to have known, deep down. He’d saved your life without thought, keeping you safe until the battle was over. 

He’d saved you, stayed with you until he couldn’t. Now it’s your turn. 

Your fingers trail along his back, feeling every ridge of muscle, every raised scar. You want to kiss them all, but that’s for a later time. His teeth sink gently into the side of your breast, making you gasp. You’re already wet, probably leaving a wet spot on your couch. 

You’ll have it cleaned later. 

“Please, Cody.” You breathe, pressing your hips up against his. “It’s been too long.” 

“I know, mesh’la.” He says, kissing your sternum. “I’m so sorry.” 

You sink your fingers into his hair, drawing his lips to yours. “Don’t apologize with your words.” 

He smirks against your lips, shifting his hips slightly. “Yes, ma’am.” 

A shiver runs down your spine. You have the former Marshal Commander of the Grand Army of the Republic naked on your couch, and he had just called you ma’am. You feel a bit powerful, so unlike how you normally feel. 

You’ll have to explore that later. 

You slip a hand between your bodies, lining him up. He presses into you slowly, taking his time. The stretch burns, and you regret not prepping a little, but he’s slow, easing your tension with gentle kisses and the touch of his hands. 

He pauses once he’s seated inside you, giving you a moment. You’re overwhelmed with feeling, the bond between you two strengthening. You can practically feel the link, the cords tying you together multiplying and strengthening into something unbreakable. 

His lips press against yours, his hands taking yours, lacing your fingers together. You’re connected in every possible way. 

He begins to move, dragging his hips slowly against yours. You moan against his lips, squeezing his hands. He feels so good, you feel so good pressed up against him. It’s been a long year waiting for him, and this very moment has made up for most of it. 

You moan his name as he thrusts into you, fingers gripping his. He moans in your ear, whispering to you, speaking near nonsense as you lose yourselves in each other. 

You cum, clinging to him so tightly you’re worried you might bruise him. He offers no complaints, his body going lax over yours as he cums, emptying into you. You both stay there, uncaring of your sweaty skin or the fluids leaking between your legs. You’re both breathing heavily, holding onto each other like you might disappear if you let go. 

He goes to pull away after a few moments, but you wrap your arms around him tighter, keeping him still. 

“Stay?” You whisper, just needing to feel him. 

He smiles, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. “I’m not going anywhere.” 

(P.S. Don’t worry, they do eventually move from Alderaan to some small farming planet where they live happily ever after.) 

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50 NSFW Character Questions: Obi-Wan Kenobi

Alright! Here you go, you buncha smut hounds! JK, I was gonna do this anyway, lol. Have funsies.

Biggest turn-on? When you're in work mode and you've completely forgotten he's there, watching you, discreetly, of course. Your confidence in your abilities and the simple grace with which you execute the simplest of duties. The graceful way your hands hold your lightsaber, he knows what those hands are capable of and he often has to cough away a groan that's threatening to break free.

Biggest turn-off? Arrogance and deceit. Don't lie to him, ever. He'll know.

3. Quiest way to get horny? Clandestine touches that linger a bit too long, teasing him. A brush of your foot against his calf when you sit at the same table while crossing your legs, pretending you didn't notice. Lingering glances when you catch him staring at you followed by a quick appraisal of him, you know he's watching and he likes that. When sitting next to him and your hand brushes his knee then takes a little caressing detail on his thigh before pulling away. It looks so innocent and perhaps even an accident, doesn't it? He knows better, and it only makes him want you more.

4. Top 3 places to be touched?

Lower back, shoulders, thighs. Those Jedi robes are so thick and sometimes heavy, especially when wet. So when he's able to get them off and he tugs off his boots after a long day a sweet caress of your hands across his lower back where the aches tend to lodge does wonders for him. Most back pain is psychological and Obi-Wan carries much of his weight on his shoulders so a little gentle and circular pressure on the tight muscles on his shoulders will always put him in an agreeable mood. His thighs, it's a particular situation that finds this type of touch a possibility and it usually involves shim sitting on the bed or the floor meditating. It's the perfect opportunity to slink up behind him and run your hands along his muscular thighs and watch how the muscles tense and flex under your fingertips.

5. Do you like the idea of a threesome or a moresome?

He's no virgin and he surely had some escapades in his youth though those are tales he keeps to himself, certainly. He considers himself a one-woman/man partner. He likes to keep things intimate between the two of you. More than one partner sounds tiring these days.

6. Sex or masturbation?

He indulges in both though he's more likely to enjoy sex rather than masturbation not because he's denying himself pleasure but because he doesn't often think about it without you there to stir his passions. Still, there are moments late at night when you're on his mind and he's missing your touch, or times when the water in the refresher is the perfect temperature and the water gliding down his body reminds him of your lips on his skin...

7. Spit or swallow?

He knows not all women enjoy swallowing so he'll never expect you to. But if you want to see a side of Master Kenobi that few have ever seen, swallow every drop and lick your lips while looking him in the eye. Then ask him for more.

8. Rough or romantic sex?

He's a passionate and sensual lover so he loves taking his time, after all, you deserve no less, don't you? However, there are instances where he's a little more... needy for control. It's about as rare an instance as they come, but even a total solar eclipse comes around like clockwork.

9. Loud or quiet partners?

He's considerate of those who might be within earshot, and it's not about the volume, it's about the enthusiasm. Your quiet little whimpers affect him just as deeply as when you cry out his name. He's a fan of moments where you have to be quiet, keeping his thrusts slow and deep with his finger in your mouth to give you something to occupy yourself. All the while telling you,

"Shh, darling, that's right, we wouldn't want anyone to find us, now would we? That's a good girl."

10. How much foreplay?

Hours. The man will stretch this intimate act out for as long as he can because for him the art of seduction deserves no less. He loves it that you crave him so much that you're practically mauling him to take you.

11. How much teasing does he like?

He certainly likes a bit of teasing but it's never to be cruel. Only to heighten desire and sensation. As for him being teased, even if he begs you to end his torment, he secretly loves every second of it.

12. Hookups or only partners?

He's had a few hookups as a young Padawan, but those tapered off as he took on a Padawan of his own. Now he much prefers the comfort of a relationship with a partner who he knows and trusts, to know you so well that he knows your thoughts and desires before you even think it. All the better for him to please you.

13. How much kissing during sex?

The only thing that stops him from kissing you is the position you're in. If it were up to him, he'd never stop, that's what lips were made for.

14. Favorite place to have sex?

He has a penchant for wanting you when it's least convenient and he doesn't particularly care where that is. But he enjoys it mostly when it's someplace safe and secure like a private quarters. But if a senator's office happens to be vacant for a short time, the mood tends to strike him.

15. Would he have sex in public?

He would never put you in a position where either of your reputations could be sullied by such a sacred act but he would most certainly not turn down the opportunity.

16. Last place he had sex?

His quarters on the ship just before docking, darling, don't you remember? Must have done quite a number on you then...

17. Where would he most like to have sex?

He doesn't care but if he could, he would whisk you away to some quiet planet far from the chaos of Coruscant and the Temple, a place where only the noon sun would wake you and clothing would be optional, of course.

18. Spontaneous sex or does he need to be in the mood?

He has to mostly be in the mood because he is a Jedi Master after all, he does have to restrain himself and duties to attend to. However, when you tease him like you did this morning in that council meeting... Well... Spontaneity can be the harbinger of bliss.

19. Would he go for a hookup at a stranger's house?

When he was younger, probably. These days, no.

20. Biggest kink?

Sensory play. He loves cutting off your senses to heighten all others. Blindfolds, masks, dark rooms, each one isn't only an encounter, it's an opportunity. And he is a man of opportunity.

21. Is he ok with name-calling?

No, it takes real prodding to get him to call you anything worse than his naughty girl. He would never call you his little slut, or so he thinks...

22. Would he do BDSM?

Yes, it's an exercise in complete trust, control and respect.

23. Would he prefer to tie you up or be tied up?

He'll do both. He loves to have you at his mercy but surprisingly enough, he adores it when you take control and restrain him. He loves the feeling of letting go and being overwhelmed by pleasure by one who knows him so well. To know that you can touch him but he can't touch you, after a busy day as a Master on the High Council making decisions and ordering others around, he's perfectly content letting you call the shots.

24. Does he like orgasm denial?

He'll never deny you anything for long, he can't bear it. You were meant for him to touch as please and spoil. Even if he agrees to such a game, he'll be giving in faster than you. On the flip side, he wasn't sure what he thought of the idea at first until he learned to relish the exquisite pleasure of denial and the tsunami of ecstasy that awaited him once you gave in to his pleading.

25. Does he like overstimulation?

Yes, but his tolerance is low. After one he's a bit of a mess and it's a rare occasion when you can bring him to three in a row before he's begging to touch you instead. Pleading for the exquisite torment to end. And when it's his turn, he's unmerciful because he knows you love it when he takes control and you're powerless to stop the tide of pleasure that washes over you on his command. But he will always stop when you tell him to, that's what safewords are for, darling.

26. Does he like pain being involved?

No. Sex is for pleasure, not pain. You've both experienced far too much of that for it to have any place in your bed.

27. Does he like dirty talk?

Oh. Stars. They don't call him the Negotiator for nothing. He's a silver tongue in every sense of the word and he'll use the most eloquent and beautiful words to describe in excruciating detail all the things and ways he wants to ravage your body.

28. Does he own sex toys? How many?

While there are toys available across the galaxy, Obi-Wan prefers a more... blasphemous approach. After all, what greater toy is there than the invisible Force that binds all things and flows through all creatures that he can bend to his will just as readily and easily as you can? Yes, the occasional toy might make it into the sanctuary that is your bedroom but they're never a prominent feature for long.

29. What does he masturbate to?

Mostly memories of you. He's well aware such holos exist but while he's watched them, when he's alone his thoughts are consumed with you. Remembering all the ways you quiver when he touches you and the ferocity in which you shatter for him and how you beg for more.

30. Multiple rounds or will he settle for one orgasm?

Multiple rounds. He is a Jedi after all. Just don't expect to give him back-to-back orgasms, the poor man is a bit delicate in that regard.

31. Does he enjoy giving oral?

He enjoys it and treats it like a performance or a ritual. He relished every taste of you knowing he's the only one who will ever have the pleasure. Connecting with you in a way when you're at your most vulnerable, your most exposed, using his in-depth knowledge of your body to bring you as much pleasure as you can stand.

32. Does he prefer giving or receiving oral?

He's a giver but the poor man rarely allows himself to be spoiled, so sometimes you have to simply take charge. He sometimes seems to forget that pleasure is mutual and once he gives in, it never takes long, he's a mess of a man. Legs splayed wide, his hair a disheveled mess, chest heaving struggling to remember how to breathe, he can't bring himself to stop his hips thrusting upward and even though you're gagging on him he still insists on trying to get out an apology. A gentleman even at this moment. And he's not quiet about it, he's loud. Each moan is so unrestrained it's almost music, especially when he begins to stutter his words, signaling his impending orgasm. When it washes over him he's nearly boneless as if he forgot just how good it feels to be spoiled himself.

33. What makes him orgasm the fastest?

Not that he'll ever admit it, and not that it works for anyone else except for you, but calling him by his title of Master or specifically General seems to have quite an effect on him. When your eyes roll back in ecstasy and you beg him for more, to hurt you a little bit is what usually signals the end for him. It's close to darkness and it's tempting to fall over with you.

34. Does he like/do anal/pegging?

He'll try probably try anything once, if you want him to fuck your ass he'll do it because he wants you and desires your pleasure. And if he's being honest with himself, he's always wanted to have you completely like that. But he would never be the first to mention it or ask for it. As for pegging, it would be a slow and sensual process because it is at that moment about his pleasure and while he might be a bit reluctant to admit it, he wants someone to take control over him. Be gentle with your General here.

35. Favorite position?

Loves having you in his lap because he's thinking about how much he wants to have you riding him in his council chair. Loves having you on top because he can lay back and admire your beauty. He also likes the Lotus, because it goes well with meditation. He also loves the Lazy Dog because it makes it easier to whisper all those salacious things to you and you can't escape him.

36. Does he use protection?

What Jedi doesn't? He would be very careful.

37. Does he masturbate with clothes on?

And risk making a mess of his robes? Never. He likes being naked.

38. How does he prefer his partner's hair/grooming?

He prefers a kept appearance but ultimately he's not terribly particular.

39. What does he wear to bed?

If he's alone? Nothing. He likes the feeling of smooth sheets on his skin because it reminds him of your touch.

40. What does he like his partner to wear?

He's a simple man and he likes you in nothing at all. But he loves finding you in his shirt or just his robes.

41. Does he like his balls played with?

Quickest was to make a mess of Master Kenobi while giving in him a blow job. He loves it.

42. What is his sexuality?

As straight as my spine, but he's loyal to his lover. He is probably pansexual.

43. Does he have extreme or unusual kinks?

Nothing extreme but he has a bit of a taboo role play he likes and that's the classic Master/Padawan, but only with you, of course.

44. How often does he masturbate?

He tends to neglect his personal desires, so not often but when he finds himself in a rare moment of peace, and arousal, maybe several times in a single day. He's never counted.

45. Favorite toy?

You.

46. Does he like roleplay?

Yes, loves it. Conisders it a healthy and safe way to discover one's own darkness and know oneself. Loves the Master/Padawan thing, after he discovered Anakin and Padme's romance he realized he likes the idea of the Jedi and the Civil Servant, with emphasis on the servant.

47. Any festishes?

No.

48. Aftercare?

You could not ask for a better lover for aftercare. He will hold you till you stop shaking, draw warm water for a bath, and sink into it with you while washing your hair all the while telling you how beautiful you look and how amazing you are.

49. Does he ever go comando?

You know it. Jedi robes come standard, underwear? Not so much.

50. Phone sex?

Com conversations are usually not something that can be concealed but if he steps away from earshot he might tell you how much he's looking forward to having you alone again. And if a holo transmission happens to come through and he's alone in his quarters for the night, he'll take great pleasure in instructing you to do as he likes and he'll absolutely return the favor.

Alright! That's Obi-Wan, what did you guys think? Should I do more? Oh, should I do a Sith Obi-Wan???? Who else should I do? Maul? Hux? Quinlan Voss? Enjoy my dears.

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Do you do smut? If so, can I ask for ningguang and miko smut headcanons? Im rlly sorry if this makes u uncomfy

NSFW Headcanons - Ningguang & Yae Miko

Genre: Smut

Characters: Ningguang & Yae Miko

Content: Male reader, kitsune Reader in Miko's part, Sub!Ningguang, attention play, Switch!Miko, CBT(biting), feral play, marking, breeding, Miko in heat, public sex, somnophilia.

A/N: Thank you for my first smut request, anon! I wasn't sure about how much I should put here, as doing the entire alphabet for these two would have been quite time consuming. So I decided to go for general info. I hope you're okay with that!

NSFW under the cut.

Ningguang

Ruling a nation is hard work. It involves a lot of stress on a daily basis, and she has eyes on her at all times. Sure, bossing everyone around is fun, but that's only the icing on the cake. The long shifts and meetings leave her in need of some serious stress relief more often than not. Glad she has you to help, right?

She rules everything and everyone on a daily basis, and it can get boring after a while. Being the submissive one for once is quite refreshing. Even the most powerful people need to be taken care of once in a while, and Ningguang is no exception.

Not being the one in charge gives her quite the thrill. She loves it when you don't treat her as the most important one. Don't learn about how to please her, make her learn how to please you. Don't care about her release - chase your own, but do bring her along on the ride.

Soft domination does the thing for her. For her, things like bondage  are either too bothersome or just not that fun. Dictating positions, making her be the one to do most of the work and disciplining her is more than enough.

Go low on the praise, though. She gets lots of compliments daily, and they rarely hold any water. Make Ningguang work for them.

She is quite vanilla, but enjoys some kinkier play on occasion.

Attention is a big thing for her. She gets so hot and bothered when you refuse to indulge her for any reason. Ningguang will flaunt her breasts, thighs and ass in any way she can, all while talking to you in a hushed and breathy voice and touching you in all the inappropriate places. She knows well how to seduce you and be overall irresistible. But if you endure, you may just hear her beg...

She likes anal as well. It adds a nice edge to your fun times. It hurts, but it hurts good. Not much, though, because she likes it the same as vaginal - slow and gentle.

When it comes to pace, she likes when you take her slowly.  Make her feel every inch of your shaft, head to base. An orgasm built up over the course of an hour or so resonates with her much more than a quick one, so your alone time will involve lots of teasing, edging and foreplay. Ningguang will also go for simultaneous orgasms to make it fell even better for you.

Her endurance isn't that great, but the way she likes it doesn't need her to have much stamina anyway. One long, intense orgasm is more than enough to keep her happy.

All she does is graceful and elegant, and sex is no exception. The Tianquan enjoys simple, but sexy positions. Her favourite is laying on her side while you lift her leg for better access and fuck her from behind.

Using fingers and tongue doesn't do it for her, at least not anymore. It just doesn't feel the same as having your cock inside her. If you like oral, though, she will glady give it to you.

Her blowjobs are slow and gentle and just perfect. Ningguang will keep you on the edge for a long time, building up the wave of pleasure to its limit. She doesn't deepthroat you, as her gag reflex makes it very messy and overall unfun for her, but it's fine - her tongue makes up for it tenfold. She's an expert at leaving you breathless with her rapid frenulum licks.

As much as she would love you to cum inside, it has serious consequences. Her mouth and ass will be a decent replacement, she thinks. Especially that she likes to make a show of swallowing your seed. You've been so good to her, it's only natural she wants to make it up to you.

Ningguang is an intimate woman, so your shared bed is her favorite place to make love.

Her clothing and makeup takes a lot of time to put up and maintain, and her office is an open one, so sex at work is not exactly possible. Your hands and tongue can't get her off, but she is okay with some dirty touching under the table as a teaser for what comes after work.

"I've been thinking of you all day, my love. Would you be willing to indulge me this evening?"

Yae Miko

After several hundred years of having only her hand and cold toys for company, she has a real mate to go along with. It may seem like Miko had sex before, but she didn't. She always wanted to save it for that one, special person who would make her go feral. And the one, special person who would make her go feral she found.

Your first few times will go as expected - Miko will be the teasing, mean dom she looks to be.

But after some time, her true desires will come to light.

Miko will get her natural urges back, urges she repressed for so many decades.

Miko will tease and provoke you with bold touches and dirty whispers beforehand, even in public space. Her goal is to make you as annoyed and sexually frustrated as possible.

If you extend the foreplay beyond her patience, she will move on to more direct provocations.

Act that involve denying you orgasm, or outright introducing pain.

She will bite your nipples, thighs, cock head and balls until you give her what she wants.

And what does she want? To be absolutely destroyed.

She thirsts for a good, hard plowing. She needs you to fuck her into the matress without a care for her well-being, only seeing her as a means to fulfill your desires. A living fleshlight. A beta toy to use and abuse and breed.

All of that teasing is meant to make you force her into submission, and go feral on her. And Miko always gets what she wants, doesn't she?

The kitsune gets so unbelievably horny when you manhandle her - overpowering Miko is not very difficult, even if she resists (even though she is quite powerful, none of it comes from physical strength). And resist she will. Biting, clawing at your back or neck in the heat of the moment will leave you with a lot of small wounds and bruises. She goes weak in the knees when you show off the marks as a sign of just how good you make her feel.

She is quite loud in bed, not caring about anyone hearing. And she likes when you are, too - the more animalistic noises you make, the wetter she gets.

She likes a hard and rough fuck any day. She is a divine being, is she not? She can take whatever you throw at her...

...unless, of course, you're a fellow kitsune. That would mean you have not only a stamina matching hers, but also that you can go at a pace that would make any mortal woman's head spin.

That would be probably the only way to see Miko, who is always horny, passed out from the pleasure and overstimulation. But don't let that get in the way - Miko would really like you to take her in her unconscious form too. A good pounding will give her the best dreams ever, and a cock inside her is the best thing to wake up to in her eyes.

As a goddess, she can go at it for a few hours, orgasming every ten minutes or so. And she wouldn't have it any other way.

Her sex drive is huge. Miko will most likely drag you to bed at least once a day, several times daily on holidays. If you can't keep up, however, she won't force you into it. Males are much more easily sexed out than the other gender, and she gets it.

If it was bad already, it will be even harder to get out of the house once both of you will get your heat.

Yae Miko will make it her goal to keep you down at all times, leaving time only for eating, sleeping and toilet breaks. She may even make you take an entire month off of work, just to fuck as much as you can.

Sadly, condoms will be a necessity. Sometimes, the natural instinct to knock her up would be too much to resist. Miko hates this, so to repay you all of this frustration she will make the special moment very special indeed.

The only places where she wants your cum is either inside her pussy or down her throat, deep enough to make her gag.

Her favorite position? Anything involving picking her up or pushing her down. Miko's go-to is doggy, with the addition of having her hair or arms pulled behind her back.

Ei will be pretty oblivious to the true origins of the scratches and bite marks on her best friend. Miko always finds it amusing, and offers to 'show her how these are made' (if you're fine with a threesome).

Being constantly horny also applies to when she works at the Shrine. Sometimes, when the boredom is especially severe, she will send for you and drag you to a small cave under the place to relieve her urges. The maidens know about Miko's little secret, and do their best to keep oblivious tourists from disturbing her.

"Y-Yes! Fuck me like the be - AH! - beta bitch I am!"

Thanks for reading!

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Can you do a Steve x f!Reader fic that takes place in a private gym. Perhaps Steve has just finished his workout (that the reader had been observing thus getting her excited) He notices her excitement and with his adrenaline still up, the two have a little fun~ Thank you in advance!

𝔾𝕪𝕞 𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤 [𝟙𝟠+]

Summary: As you arrive to Steve’s private gym for another workout session, you couldn’t keep your feelings away from him for much longer. It wouldn’t hurt to confess, right? Luckily for you, the British boxer shares the same fondness himself. Surprisingly, Steve can offer more than just his feelings…

Pairing(s): Steve Fox/F!Reader

Warning(s): Smut, Foreplay, Teasing, Body Worship, Biting, Gym Sex

Word Count: 3.3k

It was time for gym day with Steve again. You were more than welcome to use his private gym for your workout sessions. How nice of him to invite you over. Two close friends of his, Paul Phoenix and Marshall Law, would come by to use Fox’s gym as well. Building up some muscle during the daytime has been most favorable to you. Besides, you used to workout alone until meeting Steve for the first time. He would sometimes lend you a hand if there was any help needed.

As for getting to know Steve, you remember discussing going out later after taking some rest from the gym. Your interest in him grew pretty quickly, and the boxer possibly felt the same way. You even loved how Steve carried himself. Not only this, but his charming looks drew you in. Your heart jumps every time you see him again. The infinite thoughts about the guy never stopped you from meeting up with him.

Aside from that, you were finishing up the last set of pull-ups before dropping from the bar. Some bits of sweat cover your upper body. You grab the towel you placed on the folding chair earlier and wipe it over your forehead. Lowering the fabric, you recognize Steve sitting down while lifting one of his dumbbells. His muscles were sculpted as if they were made from a deity. The blonde’s bicep bulged with every lift as hefty amounts of sweat ran down his body. The dripping of sweat was even noticeable. His giant scar acquainting with his appearance hypnotized you. You can’t even help yourself to think this was hot. Regardless, you damp the rest of your sweat off and place the towel back over the steel chair. While you approach your gym bag for a water bottle, you hear Paul and Steve engage in small talk. It was nothing but talk about an upcoming tournament. They’d love to discuss this for a bit longer, yet Paul and Law had to depart.

“See ya at the tournament, Steve! You better get ready!” Phoenix finishes before departing with his sparing partner.

The boxer set down his dumbbell and chuckled, “Why wouldn’t I be? See ya later, guv.”

The two guests leave through the gym exit for other matters. You were too thirsty to pay attention to Steve as you down your water. A drop of water trickles from the corner of your mouth. You pull the bottle away for some air since you become slightly exhausted. Placing back the cap, you turn to approach the blonde until suddenly bumping into a familiar figure. You look up to notice Steve already near you. The smile on his face causes your face to fade red. Backing up a few inches, you set your water on the folding chair and muttered, “O-oh! I was about to see you, but since you’re here already…”

“I’ve been meaning to ask if you’re enjoying my gym so far,” Fox asks, “You haven’t noticed any issues here, yeah?”

You shake your head, “No, of course not. I actually like the atmosphere. It’s all neat and pieced together.”

“Yeah? I was able to earn enough money to open up the place. I even thought of opening something bigger, but I think a private gym is good enough for now.”

Not paying attention to what Steve said, you suddenly space out. Your mind wanders over naughty scenarios involving your love interest. You can’t help it, but that’s what you yearned for. If Steve is willing to have sex with you right now, you certainly would accept his request. The heat inside the gym did not bother you a single bit. You felt so dirty. Oh fuck, whatever would the both of you do in here all alone?

“What if I…”

The boxer’s fingers snap at you, “Oi, luv. You sure ya alright?”

Shaking your head back to reality, your eyes widen whilst a red heat covers your face. You realize you have embarrassed yourself right in front of him.

“Uh, yeah. Sorry,” you apologize, “I think I’ll need to use the restroom for a sec.”

Steve nods with a raised brow before resuming his workout. You dash into the restroom with your back against the wall. Letting out a sighing breath, you end up covering your face, remembering what had gotten into you earlier. What was wrong with you? It was evident that your body was desperate for his. The more time you spend with the boxer, the further attraction you have for him. Maybe it’s better to confess your love for Steve. At least that can get off your chest.

“I might as well just tell him,” you sigh before walking out.

Once you exit the door, you see Steve down his bottled water. He looked hot while doing it, too. Now that your imagination has turned worse, you snap your head away from him. You had to regain your self-control. There’s no telling whether Steve knew what was going on or not. That is until he approaches you.

“Hey, you seemed to look kinda off there. You’re not feelin’ sick, are you?” Steve questioned.

You deny, “No, that’s not it. Actually, there’s something else I need to get off my chest.”

“And what’s that?”

You continue, “I’m not sure if you feel the same way about me, but I’ll just say it. I like you, Steve. Not as a friend or gym buddy, more so I want to be yours.”

Steve’s eyes went wide at what you said. You didn’t notice it, but his face was tinted with red as well. He was lucky enough to have someone who felt the same way. He’s never forgotten about you. There were times during the night when he wished that you two shared the same bed. The thought in mind gave him a warm smile.

“Is that how you feel about me?” Fox questions as he moves closer to you. You can sense the warm heat close in between. This had to be a good feeling, right?

You respond with a slight nod. Surprisingly, Steve brings his knuckles to caress your cheek tenderly. He can tell how hot you are from the light touch. Your heart skips a beat all the while Steve lifts your chin for eye contact. His gorgeous blue eyes were one of your weaknesses. Without a second thought, you rush in for a kiss. The blonde man released a quick gasp in your mouth. The growing impatience within you completely took over. It felt like forever since you wanted to let out your deep adoration. These fantasies are becoming part of reality. You wished for a chance with the well-renowned British boxer, and now that has been granted.

Steve ends up embracing you before breaking the kiss. The red heat on your face refused to dissipate thanks to him being present. Your unexpected behavior caused him to get even more confident than earlier.

“Well if you’re that interested in me,” he chuckled through his words, “maybe there are other ways to burn calories besides regular exercise.”

You couldn’t believe those words.

“Like what, Steve?”

Instead of answering, he immediately picks you up by the waist and presses you against the wall. You wrap your legs around him as Fox plants kisses over your neck and cheek. His lips then tug at your earlobe. The teasing of his breaths made you whimper. You feel a throbbing sensation between your thighs while predicting his next move.

“Consider this a warmup, sweetheart,” he whispers.

He sends a deep kiss to your gaping lips, slipping his tongue between them. You follow along with no second thoughts, tasting his warm saliva coating your tongue. Both of you were hungry and desperate. Steve was going all rough on you while pressing his body against yours. The tight muscles surrounding your smaller form. You were whimpering and moaning in profound pleasure. Surely Steve would easily prevail over you and teach you the ropes of carnal exercise. You’ll find out how badly you needed this eventually when it happens. Think of this as a surprise from Fox.

“Ugh fuck, Steve!” you moan between sloppy kisses, “Ah, how long does this warmup take?”

The boxer pulls away, “As long as it needs to until your body feels ready.”

“But I’m already prepared for you, Steve…”

The blonde nods and exchanges kisses once more. You clash tongues in rhythmic motions, the presence of neediness coming full circle. Steve’s tongue overpowered yours in the end, yet you refuse to even try on purpose. Your partner pulls back and bites your lower lip to tease. A visible smirk appears on his mouth. He knew he was about to have a fun session with you.

Throughout the kiss, Steve carries you back to the weight bench he used for his workout. With more than enough adrenaline left, he is more than welcome to exceed your expectations. He sets you down on the weight bench while towering over you. Your legs were lifted over Steve’s waist so he could better position himself on the seat. After breaking the kiss, Steve helps remove your gym wear and tosses them aside. All that was left were your panties. A visible wet spot appears on the thin cloth. You were correct about being ready for your private session.

“So, luv…”

Steve rubs his erection into your crotch in leisurely movements, achieving a cute-sounding mewl. He hunches downward as he rests an arm above you. You assumed he would just whip his cock out and get it done, but he’d rather tease you first. He wants to see if you grew impatient or not. Either way, you savor this moment while it lasts.

“Is there a specific exercise worth trying out?” he finishes the sentence.

You answer shyly, “Well, no. I was wondering if you might choose for me instead.”

Your partner smiles and keeps rubbing his hardness, anticipating the right moment. You continue to release small noises beneath him. His free hand massages your hip to please you more. It felt so nice, but not when he takes forever to begin fucking you.

“S-Steve, please! I want it in, now,” you beg helplessly.

“I know.”

You receive a light kiss on the cheek before he moves quickly. He wraps his arms around you as you hug back. Some of the sweat left across his skin wasn’t even a bother. You moan in his shoulder, clawing into his skin and sucking his flesh. Fox let a groan slip out from this delectation. Sending a couple more thrusts against you, Steve ceased his motions. He elevates himself so he can pull off your panties to toss away, your nude form being complete. He stood up from his weight bench to pick you up bridal style just for a quick second. He sits himself back down to lie on his backside. You are then being positioned by lying above his body and your legs are lifted upward. Before he can go any further, Steve brought his hand over his cock beneath you to spring it out. Both his size and length were bigger than you imagined. A warm feeling emits within your stomach, the sweet cunt of yours anticipating for it to be cherished.

“Ready for your first lesson, dove?” he asks while leaning towards your ear.

You whimper, “I need you, please.”

Before initiating the intercourse, Fox rubs his stiff erection across your wet slit. His hands grip your hips tight for you to spread wide enough for him. Soft mewls release from you as a quick throbbing sensation reacts to this. To draw out more of your excitement, the blonde sends gentle kisses and a few bites on the shell of your ear. You promptly end up arching your back. The lesson has been so far so good. You begged that his sex buries inside you this instant.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I know how badly you want it, but this is only part of the lesson,” Steve promises in a seductive tone.

This side of Steve you’re becoming aware of has driven your mind wild. Allowing every inch of his member to fill you with joy is exactly what you desire. He teased you enough and carefully pressed his length through your wet entry. Painful moans pour out loudly. You have never felt so full like this before. The entirety of his member stuck inside you. Moderate motions rummage through soft walls, the search for the right spot that weakens you most. Once you shout a moan again, Steve abuses your weak spot by sending harsh thrusts repeatedly. The intense blend of your quick soreness and the boxer’s nails clawing your hips made your stomach knot. His way of playing along with the little game was unfathomable. If there were a chance, which there may be, you can have Steve plan another one of these sessions some time. You would have to ask later though. For now, you were too horny to think while getting fucked.

Your panting breaths cause the sentence to sound unclear, “H-ha! Fuck! So…good. Ah!”

“You’re doin’ s’good, dove,” he whispers with a kiss on your cheek.

You clench your teeth from all of the intensity. Some sweat droplets began to run on your skin as well as Fox’s. His cock hitting your supple spot faster causes some juices to flow out. Your fleshed walls were tightening him while your legs were shaking. The blonde kisses your cheek again with a soft bite tugging it. Steve’s sex throbbed into an upcoming climax. The warm shot of his seed released quickly. A sharp cry of unstable lust shouts within the gymnasium. At least nobody else was here to catch you two in the act.

“Ah…getting tired,” you breathe out as you collapse.

A silent giggle can be heard, “How cute. I promise you though. The next part will be our last.”

It doesn’t matter what his next plan is, you have lost a lot of energy after getting knocked hard. You wanted Steve to have you all to himself regardless. Not only to assist or train with you but to make you feel good, too. Taking a few seconds, Steve pulls out before lifting himself. He then picks you up and carries you to a nearby yoga mat without a flinch. Your body is placed down on your back, the sheen of sweat glistening by the ceiling lights above. Steve towers over you, pushing away the wet strands from your forehead. The back of his fingers caresses the heat of your face. He smiles at how far you have gotten through this while remaining conscious. Knowing well that you’re worn out, Fox kisses your cheek as a sign of promise. What a sweetheart. The ending was getting close, so how intense will this part be?

He was eager to ask, “I’m hoping you enjoy this so far, yes?”

Oh, you absolutely are. The way he planned it all out so quickly, and how he became an expert at spotting your weak points. You loved how dominant he is.

“I’d like to learn…more from you,” your voice sounded faint.

That sentence earned you a chuckle as he gets in between your legs, spreading them open. A few remnants of his load spill out from your entrance. It wasn’t enough for him, nonetheless.

“Let’s see how much I can fill you up, luv,” the boxer winks at you.

Before shoving himself in once more, he kisses one of your knees until lifting both legs. Steve rests them around his waist to get close, though your legs are fatigued. He pushes into your womanhood as your mouth opens agape. You weren’t even given time for a break, but that didn’t matter. Steve still felt hard at least. As soon as he bottoms you out, he leans forward to lock eyes with yours. Both his hands rest next to your sides. You were trapped beneath him.

Fox whispers, “Go ahead and scream as loud as you want to. It’s gonna get rough.”

After heeding his warning, you watch Steve immediately send swift and hardened thrusts in your cunt. The constant noises of skin-on-skin contact made it all the better. You were shaking a bit while hollering cries, not caring about how loud they seemed. Steve’s sweat drips all over your body with a few landing in your mouth. It tasted so delicious. Your small hands hover on his chest. The way Steve’s muscles tightened with each thrust led you to crave them. Even his visible scar caused your growing weakness. Your impure mind of lewdness went into overdrive. Fuck, you would implore yourself to ask for another set of sessions like these again when returning. It’s going to suck having to wait, especially with the tournament. You think it was best to not bother him too much.

Your pondering snaps when Fox leans in closer to your face, his arm resting next to you. The touch of his hand gripping your waist makes you yelp. The sounds you make always form a smirk on his face. Between the extensive amount of heat and slamming of bodies, there was a guarantee to achieve another orgasm. How the hell does this man do it?

“Ah! Oh! S-Steve!” you panted for air, “Hold me!”

Steve misheard you, “Huh?”

“H-hug me! Give me a kiss!” you wrap your arms around his neck.

Fox dives in for a kiss, clashing against your tongue. You and Steve were already close to climaxing anew. Profound mewls are muffled as the throbbing sensation returns. You grip his hair so tight while nails scratch across his back. The boxer snakes his hand over to your breast, lightly scratching your nipple with the nail of his thumb. You arch your back in response and clench his strands tighter. The tingling spark of an orgasm becomes imminent. As soon as Steve’s string of hot load erupts from within, you break the kiss.

“Ah!”

You both moan in pleasure together, all of that adrenaline left completely gone. Steve tired himself out due to the excessive movements, yet he can still move on his own. You, however, only lay there catching your breath. This has to be one of the most unexpected moments in your life. Having sex in a private gym was never planned on your agenda. Steve leans back and smiles at you. He tries to wipe some sweat off your face but halts since he forgot about bringing a towel.

“Ya feel alright, (Y/N)?” he questioned whilst catching his breath, “Sorry that I finished too fast.”

You shake your head, “Don’t be sorry. I…I loved it.”

Grabbing his wrist, you kiss his hand and place it on your cheek. Your entire body felt hot and sweaty, especially the upper areas. You couldn’t even tolerate moving your legs for a while. Your newfound love will have to help out.

“Mm, so…tired.”

“I know you are,” he acknowledged, “Just stay right there and I’ll clean up for ya.”

“Okay,” you spoke and shut your eyes.

Before he can get to cleaning up the place, Steve caresses your face and kisses your temple. Making sure you two remain clean and comfortable was priority number one before getting to anything else. Once you get your clothes back on, he’ll set you down on an incline bench to rest. Now one will notice what happened earlier after every remnant has been cleaned off. Steve never expected to ended up fucking in a gymnasium, but he sure loved it. Maybe there were already plans for more intense sessions after the tournament? Either way, he still holds a great amount of interest in you. Whenever there is a right time, he might ask about doing this again.

[ciaossu-imagines]

Sender’s muse purposefully tease receiver by touching and kissing them

This prompt is being done for Hidaka of K Project, going more with some Scepter 4 members since I rarely write about them! I hope everyone enjoys, even though this is mostly a HOMRA-centric K blog haha! As always, smut under the cut 😊

I really liked turning this over in my head and really just thinking about it all. Hidaka is so damn eager and just thrilled to be consistently getting laid but he’s a very rushed lover. He’s impatient in almost all aspects of his life and it’s definitely something that affects his sexual life. And it’s not that he means it too, it’s just that it all feels so goddamn good, and he gets really in a little bit of a selfish headspace of wanting to feel all those different sensations and wanting to feel good and wanting to reach his orgasm for that almost heavenly feeling of overwhelming pleasure.

It’s probably honestly going to be a little bit of an argument throughout the course of him and his partner’s sexual relationship. They keep reminding him to slow it down a bit, to put more work into foreplay. They’re not even saying the sex sucks or anything, because I do feel that overall Hidaka does make them feel good and they do enjoy having sex with him. They just wish it lasted a little longer and that he sometimes focused a little more on them.

Now, Hidaka, because he hasn’t really had a lot of opportunity to explore his sexuality, is very open to trying out kinks and such with his lover. He wants to explore and experiment and get a little kinky and I love the idea of his partner really approaching him and talking about wanting to try bondage out.

He’s so fucking into it. Hidaka is really very dominant the majority of the time sexually and he’s thinking this will be a chance to really explore that more. In his mind, hearing it, he automatically assumes that his partner wants him to tie them up and take complete control of them, that he’ll be able to just fucking use them and be ‘the alpha’ type of male. Let’s be real here, he doesn’t know much about actual BDSM or the responsibilities of a true dom and he’s making the same assumptions a wide variety of people do when they think about domming until they do research or learn from partners.

So he’s agreeing enthusiastically and racing ahead with plans before they even fully explain and honestly, his partner had kind of expected that reaction from him. They know him, he’s pretty transparent as a person and they figured it would work out like this. And honestly, they might have counted on it a bit.

And they find it a little hilarious, the look on Hidaka’s face, when his partner tells him to just lay back and let them play, when he realizes they mean to tie him up. It’s very unexpected to him but his partner reminds him that he’d given them so much enthusiastic consent and that they figured he was okay with this, that his partner was really looking forward to this.

It’s really that last point that does sell Hidaka because, for all his flaws and faults, he does want to make his partner happy, sexually, and just in general. There might be some pride involved in that, his thoughts of how a man should and shouldn’t behave in romantic or sexual relationships, but overall, it really does boil down to the fact that he truly cares about his partner. He wants to see them smile, he wants them to be happy, and if this is something that’s really important to them, he’s not going to take that from them just because it’s not happening exactly how he expected. And honestly, who knows? Maybe he’ll enjoy the experience.

His partner uses padded handcuffs to secure Hidaka’s hands to the bed instead of the traditional tying him up. They’re really eager to just take their time and to have the sex they’ve been wanting for a while, even if it’s just once. They figure though, once Hidaka really experiences how much better sex can be when things are even just slowed down a little, it will become something that happens far more than just once.

They don’t play the traditional dominant woman; I don’t really see that being the thing here. They don’t want to try out anything really BDSM related outside of just making sure Hidaka stays still and lets them play with him.

And play they do. I like to kind of envision it that his partner bought lingerie especially for the occasion and they handcuff Hidaka, wearing just his boxers, to the bed. After that, they make him just lay there while they put on a little striptease show for him.

He’s getting excited, definitely sporting a good half-chub just by that and he’s definitely in the mood for them to fuck him. He’s starting to make dirty comments, telling them to come hop on his dick basically but his partner’s really not ready for that yet.

They get on the bed with him, and they do start kissing him. And then they keep it to just kisses and lightly using just the tips of their nails to ghost along his skin, avoiding his genitals completely. Even his inner thighs, they’re not approaching anywhere he’s really, really sensitive.

He’s squirming and getting really agitated and his partner’s kind of enjoying teasing him way too much. They stop touching him entirely when he starts to complain, and they make him apologize before they’ll touch him again. Because he initially doesn’t want to, they make him watch as they touch themselves. Their hands are skillful, they know how to make themselves feel good while also putting on one hell of a show for Hidaka and he’s kind of entranced but at the same time, he’s so fucking horny and his pride gets thrown out the window by the time he’s watching his partner arc their back, their fingers inside themselves, moaning softly and obviously feeling so damn good.

I think after the apology his partner goes back to teasing him while still also reminding Hidaka that it’s important they feel good. They definitely free their breasts from whatever lingerie they’re wearing, and they lean over him, making him worship their chest and then that transforms into them definitely sitting on his face, maybe, if he’s lucky, sixty-nining him.

They might grind on him for a little bit, anything they need to do to get themselves off and Hidaka, despite some initial discomfort or unsureness about this all, is getting really fucking into it honestly. The anticipation, the denial of immediate pleasure for him, but getting to watch his partner get off, especially multiple times. It’s all kind of a rush, though I will say that when his partner does finally put him inside of them, it’s definitely a one-minute man moment for Hidaka.

[kissmeau]

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@royaletiquette | SHIPPING QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN - NSFW EDITION!

what’s the best thing about writing smut for you?

I like how unveiled my characters become when distance is nonexistent. They begin to lack control of their usual mannered behavior because, driven by desire and touch, it's harder to think rationally. I like the whole anticipation of foreplay, the impending doom turning into wants and needs they can't resist, and y'know, after an orgasm (if achieved, not the goal), it can be either an epiphany or terrible regret. It's a good emotional exploration.

3. do you have a pet peeve when it comes to anything regarding smut?

Not really? As in writing it? I mean, the same pet peeves I would have writing any other theme. If I'm rushed, if it's forced. I'm not a big fan of writing smut for the sake of smut, so porn without plot can be nice to an extent, but I probably won't write it with anyone or fade it.

I mean, Autumn and Winter are people of one-night stands, so PWP could be one way to introduce characters, but it's unnecessary to go into detail when there's nothing in the brain of my characters.

31. how does your muse handle bad sex?

It depends on the muse, but most will try to take the lead and voice out their needs to see if it changes a bit. But, they aren't afraid to stop everything, and, depending on who they are having sex with, they can offer alternative activities that still provide certain intimacy.

One form of aftercare can be revisiting the scene and communicating about what they enjoyed and didn't. Try different next time!

As much as they are all sexually active, they aren't perfect either. Dynamics change a lot from one person to another; it involves two (or more), so it's important that both parties are having a good time, and a good time requires confidence that one won't be shamed before, during, or after.

Aiden will be the clumsiest one voicing it out. Maybe, not realizing it's bad sex, and will assume he's not in the mood. Effigy would be the sweetest about it. Winter would be the crudest, demanding they need to do better if they expect her to lay in bed with them again, lol. Expect from Roman a lot of embracing, kisses, water, snacks, and caresses. Then, we have Autumn; he will have a long conversation with you in the other corner of the bed because he's afraid some emotional involvement might happen.

[skzkkun]

txt & their kinks

pairing: ot5 x reader

warnings: smut― just some hard thoughts !! (mentions of shibari & hard kinks for yeonjun's section)

soobin

i'll start by saying that soobin is a sub, you cannot change my mind

with the other boys, they give me switch vibes― but soobin??

<3 subby boy <3

manhandle !! him !!

you can drag him around, push him or pull his hair and this man will be a whimpering and drooling mess for you

ESPECIALLY when you combine this w/ dumbification & degradation (+_+!!)

if he's deep enough in sub-space, you could make him degrade himself !!

he'll say how much he wants to be fucked and ruined like a useless toy <3

soobin absolutely has a size kink

but in the sense that he gets off to someone smaller than him overpowering him so easily :((

he would get so worked up during sex pls

this would be the part where i include something the member would say during sex, but i really believe soobin is all whines and incomprehensible begging sdkjfhsf

(rest of the members below !!)

yeonjun

i hate being predictable, but c'mon... yeonjun is a switch w/ hard dom lean

his softer kinks are dry humping and sensory play (i.e., temperature play, handcuffs, blindfolds etc.)

on the harder side: anything involving control makes yeonjun weak― bondage, corruption, choking / breath play or edging are his favourites <33

he would do that thing were he'd ask (with faux sympathy) if you're ok, while you're all fucked out for him...

...just for yeonjun to chuckle darkly and slap you lightly when you can only babble and whine in response !! :0

tbh it's rare for yeonjun to sub

but when he does, this fucker is such a cocky brat </3

the only way to tame him is w/ shibari !!

i see yeonjun as being a rigger, passionately learning about the different ways to tie you up so you can completely submit to him

but imagine how pretty *he* would look all tied up in pretty rope or silk with intricate knots (@_@; )

his interests sound intense, but he would be incredible at guiding you

+ the aftercare would be amazing omg

"youre such a dumb desperate whore... harder? what do you mean harder? if i hit you any harder i'll bruise your pretty skin. oh, is that what you want, baby? beg for it."

beomgyu

switch w/ sub lean <33

idk tho, you could tell me that beomgyu is anything from a hard dom to a bratty sub and id agree w/ you sdkfhksdhaf

but hear me out !!

that little face he does.. when he goes '🥺'. yeah he's a subby boy. i rest my case.

loves loves loves to be edged !!

kiss his neck and carrass his chest while you pump his pretty cock from behind, teasing him w/ his long awaited release <33

probably the most vocal member, he's just so shamelessly loud and responsive to your every touch

which is incredible because he's such a pervert + pain slut for you <3

PULL HIS HAIR OMG

especially when he's eating you out (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

beomgyu could live between your thighs, occassionally looking up to you for approval with wide doe eyes

"please just grab my throat, doll― your touch just feels so good. i want you to use me... i want to be a perfect toy for you."

taehyun

taehyun is a switch w/ soft dom lean

honestly i see taehyun as being more into foreplay than the sex itself

the drama of the tease; the anticipation of knowing how badly you want each other while making eye contact from across the room...

he lives for the thrill

taehyun could make you cum from his dirty texts and lewd photos alone

HUGELY into phone sex / sexting for this reason

tyunnie 🐿️☕🤎: [3 New Notifications].

"can you tease your dumb little puppy cunt; make it all wet for me."

"beg for me to finger you stupid pup, show me that you’re nothing more than a slutty little mutt."

"spit on it like a dirty fucking puppy. you can’t do much better can you my brainless little pup."

his texts are leathal </3

+ taehyun is a huge experimentalist !!

if he's not into the kink, he'll definitely learn all about it if you're into it ♡

imagine him having a designated space (like a drawer or cabinet) just for sex toys― and then another space for aftercare stuff 🥺🥺

<3 organised boyfie <3

"that's it baby, you did so well for me, i'm so proud of you kitten. come here now and let me hold you. we can watch your favorite movie before i help you clean up and get ready for bed."

kai

oh, kai is 100% a pure switch

either from lack of experience, or him just being happy to do whatever makes you feel good, kai is more than fine being a dom or sub for you <3

size kink pt. 2

but unlike soobin, kai's mind gets fuzzy thinking about dominating someone smaller than him :(( bc you're so cute !! and precious !! and look so good when you're overwhelmed w/ his huge cock !!!

speaking of dom!kai, hyuka is secretly a lowkey sadist !!(•o• )

impact play, thigh riding, and humiliation are his favourite kinks :0

but when he subs??

hes so soft omg... puppysub!hyuka ㅠㅠ

if put him on a leash and praise him, kai will literally cum in his boxers <3

BODY WORSHIP !!

he worships you so earnestly and deeply, it makes his head fuzzy how badly he wants you.

imagine needy, soft sex with sub!kai x sub!y/n :((

messy makeouts, aimless grinding and hands roaming everywhere

*sighs dreamily*

"o-oh fu― does that feel good for you? oh my g-god, you're taking it so well for me... that's it. g-god, your moans are so pretty... you're s-so gorgeous."

© 2022 copyright. all rights reserved skzkkun

[kpop-hive]

Lessons| Stray Kids

Lesson 2

Lesson 2: Foreplay

Chan x Seungmin x Reader

Warnings ⚠️: sexual content, smut, body fondling, swearing, dirty talk, threesome, heavy Makeouts, grinding, oral (male receiving), finger sucking, slight voyeurism

Part One 👈🏽

Hello everyone! Thank you so much for the ever loving support! So far, my blog has increased tremendously and I can’t thank you enough. I haven’t been active in the slightest due to writer’s block, but now I am fully ready to give you more of my works as soon as I can.

You were laying down on your bed reminiscing the previous events that happened two days ago with Chan and Jeongin. It was a such a huge breakthrough with Jeongin and you were really eager to do it again. Like clockwork, your phone chimed, and you received a message from Chan.

Channie: Minho got the boys out of the house except for Seungmin, you can come now. 😉

(Y/n): I’m OTW 🤍

You threw on another casual but sexy dress that hugged your body like the one you wore two days ago for Jeongin. You headed to your car and began to drive to the dorm, eager for what’s about to happen. You thought about some encounters you had with Seungmin. He always seemed confident and witty, and could always diffuse any situation. You even remember one time when you slept over at the dorm with Minho one night and could hear loud moans from a woman coming from Seungmin’s bedroom and they didn’t sound fake either, it seems weird for him to be terrible at foreplay.

You finally pulled up to the dorms knocking on the door, and Chan finally opened the door letting you in. Seungmin chilled in his room as he patiently waited for Chan to come back. “So, Seungmin knows about our little scheme, but he wasn’t scared like Jeongin, he actually said that he really wants the help.” Chan stated, making you raise your eyebrows. “Really?” You questioned. You smirked before walking in front of Chan to Seungmin’s room while Chan followed suit. You opened the door, to Seungmin’s room, and you saw Seungmin sitting on his bed. When he saw you come in first instead of Chan, his eyes became filled with lust in no time. He eyed your body, and you could already see the tint forming in his pants.

“Hey, (Y/n).” Seungmin waved. Seungmin had a small little encounter with you as well before. He remembers accidentally walking in on you changing in Chan’s room before. He thought you had left and went to go get something from his room when he saw you completely bare trying to put on some clean clothes. He immediately closed the door before saying sorry, but ever since he saw you he could never get that image of your naked body out of his head. He even vowed that if he ever got the chance to fuck you one day he would, and today was that day.

“Seungmin I hear that you can’t make a girls wet. Is that right?” You asked walking towards him. “Y-yeah, but I really want to work on it, if that’s okay with Channie-hyung.” You looked to Chan before he nodded, proceeding with his teachings. “Seungmin, making a girl wet is really easy and very important. Girls need to be wet in order to enjoy the sex, wetness means they’re aroused, and the more aroused a girl is-” “The better the sex is for both involved.” You finished for Chan. “The easiest way to make a girl cum is always foreplay.” You stated. “She’s right, foreplay can help make a girl aroused at any given time, and the best part about it is that there are many ways to do it.” Seungmin nodded his head while still looking at you. “Dirty Talk, Praise, Making Out, Fondling, Grinding, Dry Humping, Marking, Licking, Food Play, those are all foreplay ideas that can stimulate your partner. The best way is to always start out slow so you can find a girls weakness.” Chan said. “Yeah, and another way is realizing your strengths. I know you’re a dom Seungmin, I’ve heard you dirty talk before, and you have pretty large hands, that’s great for fondling a girls breasts.” You winked. Seungmin took one good look at your body before turning his head to Chan. “I think I’m ready to try it.” He stated. “Great, now turn to (Y/n), and put your hands on her waist.” Seungmin quickly obliged, wrapping hands on your body before leaning in to kiss you.

The kiss started out slow before Seungmin began to showcase his dominance, taking over the whole kiss. Your body began to develop goosebumps as his tongue forced itself down your throat, your hands instantly gripped onto his hair as he asserted his dominance. You began to realize that Seungmin probably would become a sex god if he wanted to, but he would have to master making a girl wet first. “Your doing good Seungmin, but try to do more that just kissing her, feel her up to, see what she has in store for you.” Seungmin then smirked into the kiss as he heard Chan’s words. Quickly, his hands rubbed at your waist before he began to move them up to your breasts, feeling them over your dress as he squeezed them making you whimper. You could already feel your nipples hardening through the fabric, happy that you decided not to wear a bra with your dress. Seungmin felt your hard nipples through your dress, using as a signal to continue his foreplay attempt on you. He slowly pulled down the top of you dress exposing your nipples to Chan and himself, the cold air making them feel super sensitive on your body. Seungmin pulled away from your lips, pulling your bottom one between his teeth before traveling down to your breasts bedroom he latched his mouth onto one of your hardened nipples.

“Mmm.” You moaned as Seungmin’s lips sucked on your hardened bud softly. His eyes looking up at you and your reactions as he caressed your breast. Your hands dived into his hair as he switched to the other nipple, giving it the same attention as the previous one. You looked up at Chan as he stared down at the two of you, licking his lips at the sight of Seungmin pleasing your breasts with the right amount of attention. Seungmin bit down on your nipple making you moan out his name. The sound of his name rolling off of your tongue made him eager to please you. As he switched back to the other nipple, you knew that you were getting wet, and Chan could tell by the way your legs quickly closed together to avoid the sensation.

Seungmin acted like he didn’t see your legs move, and was happy that he finally could get a girl to this state. He moved his hand to your thigh, and slowly caressed it, hoping for easy access to your heat. You slowly opened your legs, your underwear now on display for the two boys in the room. Seungmin cockily moved his hand from your thigh towards your heat and began to rub at your pussy. Apart from the wet patch that soaked the center of your panties, you let out a very loud moan as Seungmin’s hand cupping your heat, your body instantly rolling into it.

“Do you feel that wet patch on her panties, Seungmin? That’s how a girl is supposed to feel. Her slick is going to be super moist.” Chan spoke. Seungmin gave him a thumbs up with his other hand, his lips still sucking on your nipple. “I also think that the way she is grinding on your hand, that she might want another thing to grind down on.” Seungmin detached his mouth from your breasts as he looked up at you with pleading eyes. Your hand caressing his hair, he gave you another kiss before pinning you down against his bed. He positioned himself on top of you before his hips began to grind into yours sending you into a frenzy. His lips attacked your neck and you felt so lost in the sensation right now, you hope that in the next few minutes he would be ready to fuck you.

Seungmin grinded his hips roughly, letting you feel every part of his huge boner. He sucked a bruise into the side of your neck before kissing your neck softly making you whine. Seungmin took this as a stepping stone in his lesson and began to whisper into your ear.

“I’m getting you so worked up aren’t I? Do you like the way I feel, do you want more?” You nodded your head as he grunted into you. “You want me to fuck you like the greedy whore that you are? I thought you were just Chan’s and Minho’s, I guess you’re mine now too huh?” You whimper at his words, he was right, you were so eager to help the boys overcome their sexual issues so quickly that realized that you were acting like a whore.

Seungmin flipped the both of you over, your eyes finally fixated on you above him as you began to dry hump him greedily. Seungmin began to moan as you fixated yourself on the pleasure at hand. His hands traveled up to your breasts, rolling the nipples between his thumbs and index fingers quickly. You smirked before instantly taking one of his hands and taking his index and middle finger into your mouth, eyes staring down at his intently. He groaned at the way your tongue swiped against his fingers, imagining that it was his dick that you were tasting instead.

Seungmin’s free hand traveled down to your ass, quickly soothing over the flesh before giving it a quick smack causing you to moan around his fingers softly. “Just because you’re sucking on my fingers didn’t mean you could stop rutting against my cock babe.” Seungmin chuckled. You didn’t even realize that you were so invested in sucking Seungmin’s fingers like it was his dick that you completely forgot about the other acts of foreplay. You continued to snap your hips against his pelvic bone as his fingers stayed in your mouth and the other hand displayed on your ass.

You were so invested in Seungmin that you forgot all about Chan standing there watching you grind against Seungmin. He stayed quiet because there wasn’t really much to teach him, he practically took over the whole thing, even degrading you a bit and overall just letting his dominant nature take over. You were super invested that you knew that this entire situation was now taking too long, and now, you just needed to get your brains fucked out. “Seungmin, please fuck me, I need your cock inside me now, I want it in me.”

As soon as those words rolled off of your tongue, the room got quiet. The boys staring at how needy you were, Seungmin’s cock even twitching from under you making you whimper. Chan couldn’t even stand there with a smile on his face as he looked down at the prominent erection that peeked in his sweats. Seungmin smirked up at you before turning to Chan. Chan then repeated the same smirk towards him quickly.

“Are you wet enough babe?” Chan asked you, making you whine, not even able to say anything. “No, use your words (Y/n).” Seungmin spoke. “Yes, yes, I’m wet, Seungmin made me so wet.” “Seungmin is she wet, tell me how she feels.” Seungmin quickly put two fingers into your panties, your juices beginning to coat them immediately. He pulled them out, and when he looked at his fingers he knew that he completed his mission. “Fuck.” Seungmin groaned. “That’s how a girl’s supposed to feel, nice and wet every time you do this to them.” Chan said coming back to his mentoring state. “Well can I fuck her now?” Seungmin asked. “Can you both fuck me? Please?” You ask, eyes shifting to Chan’s length as he looked to Seungmin for approval. “She’s your fuck buddy, so I guess, but I want her pussy first.” Seungmin said. “Works for me.” Chan replied before leaning down to kiss you as you continued to grind down on Seungmin again.

“Ah, fuck yes, Seungmin harder!” You grunted as Seungmin pounded into you from behind. Chan quickly guided your mouth back onto his length as you willingly accepted. Your eyes rolling back as you could feel Seungmin repeatedly hitting your g-spot. Unbeknownst to the three of you, the front door had opened and there was a person who all the three of you had never would have thought to come in.

Hyunjin walked into the living room, he couldn’t stay too long with the boys because of an unknown migraine he developed while hanging out with the rest of the members at the gym. He quickly grabbed a bottle of water, and to his surprise he could hear faint moans coming from one of the bedrooms. He walked to the main hallway that connected the rooms and as he got closer, he could hear heavy pants, grunts, and whiny moans. As he got closer to Seungmin’s room, he could hear what was going on.

“Seungmin, I’m gonna cum!” You whined out. “Mm, let him feel you cum baby girl.” Chan moaned. Hyunjin heard the rest of the scene through the door. You let out the loudest moans that you had all day, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you came around Seungmin’s cock, his trailing right behind yours as you both began to ride out your highs together. You finished with Seungmin removing his condom, your chest flushed with Chan’s hot cum on it from blowing him off, and Chan finally getting up to go to his room.

“Now do you see how good sex feels when the woman is aroused?” Chan asked causing you to giggle. “Yeah I know now, thanks Channie.” He replied causing you to giggle. “And thank you (Y/n), that felt amazing.” Seungmin stated. “You’re so very welcome.” Hyunjin couldn’t believe what he heard, he didn’t want to believe it, but he’s lived with Chan and Seungmin for years so he knows how their voices are, and definitely has met you multiple times to know how your voice is. He quickly tried to sneak into his room, but before he could get away far enough, Chan came out in his sweats and no shirt and quickly saw someone who he needed to talk to urgently.

“Hyunjin?” He questioned, making the shy boy stop in his tracks. Chan closed the door quickly to Seungmin’s room to avoid any confrontation between Hyunjin and you and Seungmin. “How long have you been standing there?” Chan asked. “I-i-i, I just got h-here.” Hyunjin stuttered. “Hyunjin, I find that very hard to believe with the tent in your gym shorts.”

Hyunjin gasped before covering his print with his hands. “Please don’t tell (Y/n), I don’t want her to think I’m a creep for listening in, I think she’s really pretty and-” “You think (Y/n) is pretty?” Chan asked. “Of course I do, she’s actually really hot, and I always thought that you and Minho were so lucky to get her, and I guess now that Seungmin’s lucky too huh?” He confessed. “So you really like her?” Chan asked. “Yes, I’d give anything to have a go at her, but I knew that I couldn’t because she was yours and Minho’s, so I’m sorry for the huge crush on her. “Hyunjin it’s okay, in fact, how would you like to actually get a chance with her?” Chan questioned. “When?” The shy boy asked curiously. “Soon, real soon.”

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[parkjongsaeng]

I missed you, babe...

pairing: boyfriend!heesung x fem!reader

genre: smutty fluff(?)

warning: +18/smut, handjob, fingering, vanilla sex

(sorry for the poor grammar, i'm french TT)

you looked at your boyfriend, heesung coming into your room after taking his shower. he just got home and you were more than excited to spend the night with him. it was the first time seeing him in a entirely week since he was out of the city for his job. you’ve never been away from him more than two days since you moved out with him so it was the longest time you’ve been away from him which felt like an eternity.

"babe, i missed you´´ he said softly as he joined you on the bed and hugged you tightly. he only had his sweatpants on which makes you blush since you could feel his wet bare torso against you.

‘´hee, you’re still wet” you pushed him a bit.

“i don’t care, you can’t even know how much i was thinking about you the whole week.” he confessed, holding you even tighter.

“i missed you too, baby” you laughed as you ran a hand through his hair, taking them off his face. his features were absolutely beautiful. his eyes, nose, lips, everything was perfect. sometimes you asked yourself how did you end up with a man like this.

“you’re cute” he said. you wanted to reply but he cut you off with a kiss. you kissed back almost immediately making heesung smile against your lips. he slides his hand down your waist and pressed you against his hot body. one of your hand was lying flat on his chest while the other was on his neck to deepened the kiss. his warm and sweet lips were moving slowly against yours as you followed the rhythm he was setting up. the temperature rises up when you begin to involve your tongues. they tasted each other throughly, making the kiss even more wetter and sloppier. heesung hand slides down to grab your butt pressing your body even more against his.

“babe,” you cut the kiss. “aren’t you tired ? i mean, you spend the whole week working like crazy so you probably need some sleep-”

“I’m not tired, not anymore” he bucked his hip on you making you feel his hard crotch.

“looks like someone got horny in the shower”

“i am since i walked through the front door, honey”

you bite your lip before kissing him again. this time, it was more passionate and sensual than before. the kiss was a little bit messy but that's how you and hee liked it. your tongues were fighting for dominance and honestly, you were taking the lead which your boyfriend didn’t appreciate. in less than a second he was on top of you as you spread your legs letting him be between them. the two of us let out a sigh when you felt your crotches touch.

“I missed you so bad baby...”

“you just missed having sex with me, right?” you said as you ran a hand through his hair. he bit his lips before bucking his hips against yours making you moan when he hit directly your sensitive area. he pecked your cheek before going down. he left some wet kisses on both sides of your neck before letting his tongue explore your skin. he stopped all of a sudden making you look at him in confusion.

“can I take that off ?” he asked, tugging on the end of your top. you immediately took it off, revealing your naked chest to him. you never wore a bra at home especially when he was there (for easy access yknow?) you felt his dick twitching against you making you smile widely. his face went in between them, he squeezed them on his face then kissed them like if they were precious jewels.

“i missed them too” he said between kisses.

you laughed but got cut off by a moan when his skilled tongue trailed on one of your nipples. he licked it and sucked on it as if there's no tomorrow while staring at your facial expressions. one of your hands were still in his hair while the other was groping the sheets. you bet your panties were all wet right now, heesung is too good at foreplay. honestly, you could've cum just like that but you controlled yourself since you knew there's something better coming. one of his hands slides until your inner thighs and caressed it slowly, he then ran his hand over your clothed crotch as you bite your lip of excitement. he began to slowly rub your sensitive spot through the fabric making your thighs want to shut but his hand kept you from doing that.

“fuck, heesung...” you moaned.

it's probably the first time you've been that wet, you bet heesung could feel it on his fingers. not long after, your shorts flew across the room leaving you with only a piece of fabric on your body.

“you’re beautiful, baby” he sighed as he bent to kiss you again. soon after, his fingers shifted your panties to the side and kept on going with your cunt. he rubbed your clit with his thumbs slowly as he licked your earlobes.

“it's the first time I'm seeing you wet like this. you missed me that much ?” he whispered in your ear.

“shut up- heesung !” you moaned out loud when you felt his long fingers entering in you deeply. he took them off then enters them back even deeper as his thumb was still rubbing your clit.

“fuck...” you let out, his fingers still roaming into you again and again. you felt that you were close from the knot that was forming in your stomach. 

“hee, stop... I'm going to cum”

“already? i thought you were going to last longer than me” he made fun of you as you pinched his arm.

you looked down to see his big tent in his sweatpants, it must be painful you thought.

“hee, get down.”

“huh ?”

“get down so I can please you.” you finally said, a smile appearing on his face revealing his perfect teeth. he eventually got down and placed himself by your side. you bent to kiss him as your hand traveled his smooth skin going on his torso, his abs and then stopped on his sweatpants line.

“take it out, baby” he whispered. to be honest, you've never pleasured him in another way than when you were having sex with him which made you a little bit nervous.

you followed his instructions, sliding your hand inside his sweatpants and boxers making contact with his hot and hard member. you pulled the sweatpants down as his dick sprung out of it, standing straight like a stick. your hand wrapped around it, you felt his pulsating veins on your palms and the hotness of it.

“jerk it, baby. go up and down slow- oh fuck, yeah... ” he groaned as you started to stroke it slowly, your your little hand trailing on his hot length. your thumb ran on his slit collecting the precum then spreading it on the reddish tip.

“speed up a bit, y/n...” as he said, you speed up.

“fuck... come here, baby.” he grabbed the back of your neck and connected your lips to his. you could feel him groan between the kiss at every stroke you did. you cut the kiss for a second to spat on your hand and spread your spit on his length. you began to pump it harder and faster making him groan louder, his hips starting to buck on your hand as the pleasure was intensifying. after some moments, you stopped your movement deciding that both of you were ready for the next level. he threw his sweatpants in one of the corners of the room, putting a condom on then hovered you again. you took your panties off and completely opened your legs giving him a full view of your glossy cunt.

“I'm going right away, baby” he said. you felt him rubbing his tip on your folds then slowly entering in you. you placed your hands on his back as you felt him going deeper until his full length filled you making both of you moan in each other’s ear. he pulled out then push himself back into you harder, slamming your skin together.

“fuck, heesung that’s too much power.”

“sorry.” he kissed your forehead before bucking his hips softly against yours. his length slipped perfectly between your walls, going in then out, again and again. you locked your legs around his hips while your hand groped his back. hearing his groan and heavy breath in your ear was a blessing and honestly you could’ve cum right away with only that.

“babe, i won't last long... shit, it's too good...” he whispered, his hot breath hitting your neck. he began to roll his hips deeper, increasing the pace a bit knowing that you'll not be lasting long too.

“heesung... don't stop...” you begged.

“don't worry about that, baby.” he whispered.

your skin was slamming together since he was going faster. you felt a knot growing inside your stomach while he was hitting your sensible point. your nails dugged into his skin probably leaving marks there.

“babe, I'm close...” you moaned.

“me too, y/n...” your walls clenched around him as your eyes closed shut from the overwhelming pleasure. you felt the knot untie from the orgasm you just had.

“fuck!” he swears feeling you tightening around his member. his thrust began to be faster and stronger as he was pursuing his high. not long after, he came in the condom, filling it with his hot seed. he took himself out and lay down beside you. after some minutes to catch his breath, he took you in his arms, patting your head softly.

“how many times did i told you to not scratch my back. it hurts.”

“shut up. you made my back hurt like hell the other day.” you replied.

“that’s right, I'm sorry for that.” he kissed your forehead.

“it’s okay, I love you”

“love you too, my baby”

request open ! if you have reaction, mlt etc to suggest, don’t hesitate :)

[tokrev-roses]

Cool Cool Boy

although you are happy with your love, your ex-boyfriend wants to be a part of your life again. jealous boyfriends and phones involved + NSFW (original request)

🖋Genre: Smut (Mikey, Draken Chifuyu), Fluff (Baji)

⚠️Warnings: 18+ for everyone but Baji, description of the female body and sexual acts, bad writing/grammar/spelling

👥Characters: Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji

❧ Keisuke Baji

Fancy dates are not his thing

It was not only that he had a budget, being a middle schooler and everything, he also simply didn’t vibe with it

But it was your anniversary, so he saved up all his pocket money and tried to behave so mama Baji would let him out

Cue to him waiting in front of a popular restaurant for young couples, wearing his edgy street clothes

And to both of your surprise, everything went smoothly

He excused himself to the restroom for a sec, and while you were waiting at your table, daydreaming about the beauty of this evening, someone sat down on Keisuke’s chair

You turned towards the person, fully expecting to see your boyfriend, but were met with a less than pleasant view. Your ex-boyfriend greeted you with a satisfied smirk.

“Enjoying yourself, y/n? You know, I always thought you were one of those girls who loved fancy stuff, considering how much you loved our dates and my presents. That you’d settle for someone who is unable to offer you more than this…” He made a derogatory gesture towards the other tables.

This was no high-end restaurant with view over the Tokyo skyline, but it was Baji who put a lot of effort into this, and it meant more to you than anything else

As you were about to respond, a shadow towered over your ex

“What do you think you are doing her punk?”

“This is the trash you left me for, y/n?”

As he was about to laugh, Baji seized him by the collar, lifted him up, and threw him away like actual trash

Knowing Keisuke, you tried to stop the enraged berserker he was about to turn into. No need for a brawl in the middle of a restaurant

You managed to calm him, nonetheless the manager kindly asked all three of you to leave

Keisuke kept quiet on your way home. You knew why. He actually wanted everything to be perfect, to show you how much you meant to him and it was ruined by his temper and a slimy asshole

„♪Kei-Su-Ke♪“, you poked the dimples of your grumpy boyfriend. “I loved this evening. Minus that idiot, but that was none of your fault.”

“Hm.”

He kept walking.

Ok, you’d have to bring the big guns in

With two big steps you were behind him to give him the strongest back hug possible

“Ya, you punk. Wanna pick a fight?”, your effort to imitate his voice didn’t go unnoticed.

“As if a small fry like you could win against me.”

With that you knew the ice was broken. What you didn’t expect was him turning around fast as lightening, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

You tried to scream but it ended in heartful laughter

A perfect anniversary indeed.

❧ Manjiro Sano

(Future!Mikey, Dark-Haired)

King of jealousy and most possessive out of all the boys, so you can imagine his reaction as you told him your ex-boyfriend visited you at work

The mood instantly shifted

“Come on, Manjiro. He didn’t ask me to marry him or anything.”

This joke was not appreciated by him, and he stayed broody for the rest of the evening

You should have known that he was up to something as he suddenly became very touchy with you, but you pinned it on his neediness

Things got even stranger when he didn’t let you touch or pleasure him, but instead kept making you feel like wax between his fingers

It wasn’t just the way he abused your neck with longing kisses or how he caressed the sides of your body with featherlight touches as he made his way downwards. Not the way he fondled your breasts with the utmost care, kissing and sucking your nipples until you couldn’t keep your whimpers from spilling.

The satisfied smile he gave you as you made the first sound should have shown you that there was more to it, but you were so lost in pleasure, that you really didn’t care

Things got worse (or better) for you as he reached your most intimate spot

If he was skilled at pleasuring you before, he was a god at doing so today.

White pleasure blinded you as his velvet tongue explored every part of you. Every moan and whimper you gave him was met with a pleased hum that vibrated through your body.

When you couldn’t stop your own need from feeling every part of him on you, you used your hands in his dark hair to push him closer to you.

Instead of understanding your silent plea like he usually would, he just kept going and going until your vision got blurred by tears and your voice was hoarse.

Only then he let you go, mumbling something you were too tired to understand.

You slept well that night, with Mikey hugging you loke a koala

It was only when you looked at your phone the next morning, that you realized what he had done.

A chat with your ex-boyfriend, who must have written you last evening about going out for dinner, cough your eye. Your answer, which you definitely didn’t send, consisted of a 30 second audio.

Innocent you played it, of course, and it took you a second to realize what exactly you were hearing.

That was you. You, moaning in ecstasy. You were frozen in place an listened all the way through it

The audio ended with a raspy voice you knew all too well

“She is busy with me.”

❧ Ken Ryuguji

Your phone was broken.

It did not show you, who tried to call you and called people you never meant to call. That’s why instead of putting it in your pockets, it usually laid somewhere beside you. Like today as you were cooking dinner for your finance who was about to come home from his bike shop very soon

The last days had been a bit stressful, he had a lot to do, couldn’t spend any time with you and you went to meet your ex-boyfriend for coffee, as he himself was about to get married soon

Ken tried to be understanding, but the amount of your time this past fling consumed annoyed him

That’s why he wanted to make up for lost time this evening

He didn’t hesitate when he saw you standing in the kitchen, stirring something in a pan and looking so perfect

On swift move and the giant had placed you on the counter, standing between your spread legs, face buried in your neck

“Well, someone seems eager.”

He wasn’t willing to waste time with your teasing but begun to assault your lips

Heavy breathing filled the room as he cupped your chin with one hand and tried to get rid of your clothes with the other

Your bodies soon met with a pleasurable sensation, moving in synch.

You held on to him like your life depended on it, ankles hooked behind his back

He wasn’t one to moan, but his heavy breathing had something so unexplainable erotic to it, that it made up for the missing foreplay

One couldn’t be without the other and if it wouldn’t have been for the laws of nature, you would have said that your brains your hearts and your pleasure became one

Sweat made the counter slippery, and your voice became raspy as you finally reached your high together

“Well, hello there.” You could literally hear the smirk on his lips as he said this.

“…hello?”

You thought you were hallucination from your post-orgasmic bliss as you heard another voice talking to the both of you. But Ken’s shocked face as he looked towards your phone woke you up

It couldn’t be that your phone called your ex-boyfriend, right?

Right??  

❧ Chifuyu Matsuno

It’s not like Chifuyu needs your attention all the time, but he kinda needs it when he wants it you know?

And today he really needed it

He had given the shop into the hands of his partner, Kazutora, to spend some time with you, as a surprise

The thing with surprises was, that they usually came at the worst times

His mood went downwards as he came home and instead of giving him a confused hug, asking him why he was home already, you were on the phone with god knows whom

He thought you’d end the call soon, so he gave you some space, but as you kept laughing 30 minutes after he arrived, he got annoyed, to say the least.

He didn’t mean to listen in on your conversation, but your constant laughter, bickering and smiling made him…curious

It seemed like your former high school sweetheart had called to “remember the good old times”, and although it wasn’t like him at all, he slowly but surely felt anger bubbling inside of him.

You had settled for the couch, and although the other party was on the phone, he felt the need to touch you, so he laid down between your legs, head resting on your stomach

You, of course, noticed the sour mood hanging in the air (not just because he followed you around like a lost puppy while you were phoning this old friend of yours)

So you petted his hair, knowing it would calm him

But the time for appeasement was over, at least for Chifuyu. He knew that you knew that he wanted you to hang up, yet you didn’t

It started as an innocent kiss on your stomach, which you answered with a silent chuckle, shaking your hand to signal him to stop

That he ignored it would be an understatement

Something you realised as he started caressing your intimate part through your clothes

As your friend on the other side was continuing to tell you about his life, your attention was captured by the innocent puppy-dog eyes your boyfriend gave you as he got rid of the annoying layers keeping him from feeling you

He began giving you kitten licks, that literally took your breath away. Good for you, the other man didn’t notice

Chifuyu, that devil, knew what he was doing, keeping eye contact with you while doing the most sinful things to you

It got worse as he took your pearl between his soft lips and started sucking

You had to press your fist on your mouth to keep any sound from spilling

He continued his assault with a steady pace, and you wanted him to stop as much as you wanted him to continue

“Y/n, are you still there?”

You hadn’t noticed that the excited voice on the phone had stopped

Faster than you could react, Chifuyu had snatched your phone away from you.

His breath tickled your now wet parts as he answered

“Something came up just now, and she needs to come. Try again, pal.”