#the tastes of these suck ass. btw

[permafrown]

do you think...

[cs300]

sorry not sorry for going on a music poll reblog spree but ermmmmm you people followed me for my autisms so autisms be upon ye

[frankenstheythem]

im back from the situation but not unaltered

[sttoru]

·.⌇ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. thinking about true form!sukuna having a huge size kink (+ corruption kink).

word count. 2.6k

note. super self-indulgent. cant rlly blame me for creating this. also do you see those big ass hands in the header i used? yeah.. says enough (this sucks ass)

tags. dom heian era!sukuna x concubine!female reader. smut. porn with plot. size kink / size difference (reader gets referred to as ‘short’ & ‘small’). p in v -> unprotected. degradation. corruption kink (reader gets referred to as ‘naive’, 'shy' & innocent’-looking). tummy bulging. loss of virginity mention. hymen breaking mention. cervix fucking, ouch. lots of teasing. tiny bit of choking. tiny mention of blood tasting ? idk. hint at anal / double penetration. dirty talk. sukuna has two of everything btw mehehe. reader get called ‘woman, brat, slut, little'.

sukuna is intrigued by you. he’s always been, since the moment he’s laid his eyes upon you. your loyalty and devotion to him are two aspects that the king of curses likes most about you. .

. . after your innocence.

it nearly irked him. every time he saw you hanging around the estate without a single care in the world. sukuna would attempt to intimidate you with serious threats. he’d loom over your short stature and look down at you with a malicious glint in his eyes. though, none of it seemed to work.

you'd only bow your head at him and apologise if you’ve caused him any possible inconveniences. it annoyed the sorcerer. you weren’t trembling in fear like all the others would — it was like there was nothing going on in that head of yours. especially when you smile at him. which no one actually dares to do.

sukuna could crush you. with no effort. one big hand would be enough to pick your entire body up, lift you in the air and throw you around like a ragdoll. you don’t seem to fear the possibility of that happening, even when being faced with a pissed off sukuna.

it’s truly intriguing and amusing. that’s why sukuna kept you around every day — as a form of entertainment, he called it. one thing led to the other and you eventually ended up as one of his concubines. the king of curses himself decided to grant you that promotion.

why? because not only does your fragile body, reserved and polite personality and innocence secretly fascinate him — it also makes him crave you. crave to shatter that naivety of yours. to take that small body of yours and make it feel what it means to be overpowered by a man twice your size.

sukuna does not regret his decision to make you his concubine. the first night you spent together was one of the best nights he had ever had. in all his many years of living. not a single woman had ever succeeded in blowing his mind when it came to sex.

it was usually boring and repetitive for the sorcerer. he felt nothing for those women he’s had in bed before — it was solely for the fact of satisfying himself. though, that changed on the day you had given him your virginity.

he remembers every detail; from your little noises of both pain and pleasure, your tight and untouched pussy that bled faintly when the fat tip of his lower cock pushed through, your nails that dug into his arms and back, your thighs that he held to your chest, his large hands that could easily wrap around the fat of them, your aching cunt that was left spasming around air as it tried to keep his sticky cum stored in place.

sukuna didn’t think your tears would affect him as much. when he took your virginity and you whimpered in pain — he did feel a twinge of guilt. it was strange; he hadn’t felt that emotion before. he had stopped and wiped your tears away. roughly whispered some words of encouragement too.

he had never done so before. never. he had never told anyone how ‘good’ they were for him. how he’d be ‘careful’ to not make it hurt any more. the king of curses recalls vividly how slow he started with you. slow sex. instead of rough like he’s used to.

sukuna wasn’t chasing after his own pleasure in that moment like he’d usually have. his main priority was to make sure the girl below him was comfortable enough to continue. you’re strange. the things you make him do, say and feel are strange. and yet. . .

it was an amazing night. the best. however sukuna was left behind with an insatiable hunger for you. more, more, more. he can’t grasp it yet; why he longs for you. for those feelings he’s suddenly capable of experiencing during intimate moments.

it’s why he calls for you every night. no other concubine was needed after you were made one. the king of curses couldn’t care less about those other women. they are boring to him.

unlike you. the one he’s sure that he won’t ever get bored of.

“you can take me so well now,” sukuna breathes out. one of his cocks was inches deep inside you, bulbous tip painfully hitting your cervix. over the past few weeks, your body had learnt to adjust to him, your pussy molded to fit the shape of his dick.

sukuna looks down at you and his cocks twitch with the urge to release already. his heavy balls clenching. your fucked out state is adorable. you seemed so.. vulnerable underneath the big man, “what a fragile little thing.”

it almost sounded condescending. degrading. especially with sukuna’s lips being curled up into a mean grin, his sharp canines showing. there was a puddle of your cum forming underneath your hips — staining the sheets that the poor servants have to clean by tomorrow morning.

“p-please, fngh, ‘s too big,” you sputter out. no matter how many times you took sukuna in, your smaller body couldn’t quite fully accommodate to the girth of him. every time he hits your deepest parts, you let out a painful whimper.

sukuna kisses his teeth, though slows his thrusts a bit. the wet sounds of his cum and yours getting pushed in and out of your cunt with each move was too addicting. what sukuna loves most is the view of the skin of your lower abdomen swelling and stretching each time he pushes forward.

“i thought you said you’d take both of my cocks today, yet it seems like you can’t even handle one,” the king of curses sighs whilst belittling you. one set of hands is holding you down by your hips, the other set is fondling your stiff nipples and circling your sensitive clit, “what a pity. a real pity.”

you almost choke on your spit as all your sensitive spots were being fondled. sukuna’s thick fingers leave no place untouched as he increases the tempo again—his cock plunging in and out of your stretched hole. the upper one was twitching, rubbing against your clit and lower abdomen.

sukuna harshly grabs your jaw and makes you look up at him after he hears you apologise for making empty promises. he seems satisfied with you staying so polite. even when he’s practically rearranging your guts. the way you talk through your soft sobs and cries is endearing. makes him grin wickedly.

“i don’t want to break my favourite little concubine yet, you see,” sukuna continues. he lets out a grunt of pleasure when your pussy clenches around his thick cock. no matter how many times he fucks you dumb, you still remain as tight as the first time.

he takes in a deep breath. he’s trying his best not to pound you into the mattress. he’d fold you in half and probably break you like the fragile thing you are. he could snap you like a twig if he wasn’t careful, “. . .but you’re making it very difficult for me.”

you respond by apologising again. oh, how cute it was to see you babble and make up excuses. sukuna grits his teeth, jaw clenching as he resists the urge to go harder on you. you’re already squirming and moaning loudly just because he’s fucking you hard and deep—bruising your cervix and forcing your walls to open up to him.

“‘m sorry, wanna take both.” you hiccup and sniffle. tears ran down your cheeks from overstimulation. it felt so good yet so painful to be taken by the person you admire most. you didn’t want to displease him, so you uttered those hopeless yet needy sentences again.

sukuna stops his movements when you weakly ask him to use both of his cocks on you. he scoffs, not knowing where you gained the confidence from. he pulls out of your dripping cunt, leaving a trail of cum connecting both your genitalia.

“‘wanna take both,’ she says,” sukuna mocks you under his breath. it’s getting worse; he’s nearing the point of no return. especially with your desperate whines that were like music to his ears, “you’ll break, woman.”

two of his hands move to stroke along his lengths, smearing the mixture of body fluids all over them. his eyes glare down at your small form—already fucked out, yet aching to continue. needing the full experience for once.

you always turn from a shy girl to a complete slut whenever he has you in bed. sukuna loves it.

“i want to try at the very least,” you mutter. it’s true that you’re exhausted. you’re catching your breath now that you got the chance, tired eyes glancing up at sukuna’s enormous stature between your legs, his defined muscles and the tattoos on them glistening under the faint light of the oil lamp.

it got your pussy throbbing and clamping down around air. you felt a bit light headed and your head lolls back against the pillow, eyes glazed over as you try to seem determined. but your body was tired.

“yeah? how. . . cute,” sukuna grins. he knows you can’t. not today at least. he doesn’t mind if you aren’t capable of taking him fully since you’ve already pleased him well enough for now. though, he still can’t help but tease you—make it seem like he’s going to give you what you want, “all right. don’t say i didn’t warn you.”

your eyes widen and your fingers curl around the silky bedsheets beneath you in anticipation. your heart is pounding in your chest as you watch sukuna pump his two cocks a bit faster, squeezing the base a bit, leaking some pre.

it’s all just for show.

“i’m not stopping. even if you scream.” the king of curses warns you with a dangerous glint in his eyes. you gulp at the terrifying aura sukuna was emitting. one of his tips teases your entrance whilst the other probes and circles around your anus.

he threatens you again, testing if you’ll back down, “last chance. i’m not pulling out once i’m in, do y’hear me?”

you keep being stubborn until the very last second. sukuna’s deep voice that shook you to your core was not enough to make you change your mind. you were so desperate to fulfill his every need and make sure that he was satisfied. it made you the perfect woman in his eyes.

the king of curses is completely amused. he decides to take it up a notch. he pushes his lower cock against the tight ring of muscles, pressing and nearly allowing the tip to move in. the sudden increase in pressure is torturous. you surely wouldn’t be able to withstand the entire thing.

“w-wait!” you squeal in surprise and pain. the sting you felt made you snap back into reality. it’s when you realised that maybe you needed more time and experience to take both of sukuna’s dicks. you squirm your hips away, “can’t. i can’t.. hurts too much.”

sukuna nearly rolls his eyes once you finally give in. he shakes his head with a sigh, feigning disapproval and annoyance. he pulls his entire body away from yours—a ominous shadow casted over his eyes. it makes you think that he’s pissed off at you; for being unable to please him.

you panic a little. even if you are sure sukuna wouldn’t ever hurt you. you know he favours you over the other concubines. you don’t want to lose that position.

“i’m sorry.” you apologise before the sorcerer could say anything. he lets out a sharp breath, rough hands back on your body, kneading your flesh gently yet firmly. his eyes take in the view of you trembling.

it’s unreal. you are half his size—completely vulnerable underneath him. he’d normally call people like you weak and useless. wouldn’t feel a thing for them. but your naked body below his is a sight he wishes to see every night.

it turns sukuna on so much. the fact that you are helpless and don’t complain when you’re struggling to take one of his cocks gets him going each time.

“tsk. what’d i tell you?” sukuna grumbles. he slaps his lower cock firmly against your clit. your body responds by closing your thighs together, though the king of curses pries them apart again, “stop overestimating yourself, brat.”

he isn’t actually mad. it was expected—of course you couldn’t take both at once. he didn’t even prep your other hole enough. plus you are clearly still exhausted from the previous rounds. sukuna just likes to. . . test and take advantage of your devotion to him. your obedience and desires to please him.

it’s fascinating to see you squirm and apologise in that whiny voice of yours. it makes him grin from ear to ear. and it keeps things fun.

before you could mutter excuses again, sukuna stops you by leaning in. just when you thought you’d finally get to kiss him, he goes to bite down on your bottom lip. a moan slips out of your mouth which only spurs him on to bite down harder.

you could feel the devilish smirk on sukuna against your lip. his wet tongue cleans up the tiny drop of blood that escaped the wound. he lets out a low hum in approval at the taste. delicious as always.

“now, how should i punish my little concubine for being unable to keep her word?” sukuna whispers in a serious tone. it sends shivers down your spine, his hot breath traveling from your jaw to your right ear. he slowly licks your earlobe, “what do you say? any ideas?”

the tension in the room was palpable. your heart was stammering in your throat from the proximity between the two of you. you gather the courage to answer as sukuna’s fingers curl around your neck, squeezing your throat as if forcing the answer out of you.

“i-i’ll do anything, sir.” you reply through a shaky breath. the king of curses pulls back after he’s got a response from you. your eyes meet his and that’s when you know that you’ve either greatly pleased him or have given him the chance to go all out on you.

it’s probably both.

“anything, you say?” sukuna repeats slowly. without a warning, he effortlessly flips you over on your stomach, a set of hands pulling your ass up by your hips whilst the other set holds your upper body down on the mattress.

a harsh grip on the back of your head results into you whimpering. your face was mushed into a pillow, almost leaving no place to breathe. your back is placed in the perfect arch with your plump ass facing up. it’s one of sukuna’s favourite positions to do with you — especially because it makes you seem smaller than you already are.

“heh. i’ll make you regret saying that.” sukuna chuckles. a low, evil and wicked chuckle. that’s enough to make you realise that he was not going easy on you. your submission had greatly impressed the king of curses and he's taking advantage of it. again.

what would come next could be a reward for that said submission. he’s going to fuck your brains out and make you forget about everything else except for his dick. a night you won’t ever forget as long as you live—that’s a possibility.

or perhaps you’re going to be crying and begging him to go easy on you. a punishment for not being able to keep your promise. that could also happen.

anyway, you’re about to find out which one it is.

[sunderwight]

To begin with, it had been a normal day. Which meant it was unpleasant but in predictable ways.

The air conditioning in author Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky's building had given out for the third time that month, along with the water tanks for the showers, with no signs of either being fixed in a hurry. His kitchen sink still worked, but who knew for how long? Airplane only had a single packet of spicy cup noodles left in his cupboard. The prospect of eating anything hot was bad, but the prospect of going outside seemed only a little more hospitable than teleporting to the surface of the sun, and he currently had no money to buy anything else anyway. So the noodles would have to do as his only meal for the day.

He abandoned his half-finished chapter to actually turn off his computer around midday, because the computer's internal fan was making an ominous noise and there was a suspicious odor of burnt plastic emerging from the electrical outlet. Rather than pushing through to try and get the next part done, like he'd planned, he conceded defeat for the sake of not frying another hard drive and took his noodles over to the floor.

The coldest part of Airplane's apartment was the small square of bare floor which comprised his "front entryway". Most of the apartment floors were shitty peeling lino, but this small spot was actually tiled. Currently that made it the most comfortable part too. Airplane sat there to eat his cup noodles, scooting to the opposite side whenever the tile he was on got too warm or he wanted to follow the slow oscillation of his shitty electric fan. After the noodles were done he just felt sated but thirsty, and a little bit dizzy.

He didn't remember deciding to lay down. There were like a million other things he probably should have done with his time, even if he wasn't writing. He did remember thinking he'd just close his eyes for a minute, just until the dizziness passed.

The next thing he knew the room was colder. Much older. Cold enough that he was shivering.

Which was weird.

Had the heat bubble over the city finally broken...?

Oh shit, how long had he slept for?! He had to update if he wanted to get paid enough to eat tomorrow! A rush of adrenaline hit him, and Airplane opened his eyes, totally prepared to scramble back over to his computer --

He froze in place instead.

He was still lying on the floor tiles in his apartment, but he wasn't alone. A figure was looming over him. That was plenty surprising, in a bad way, but Airplane still probably could have considered it par for the course in his life if the figure looked like a standard burglar. He could have pleaded that he didn't have anything worth stealing, which was true. His computer was already old and wouldn't go for hardly anything on the black market, which was where he'd got it from in the first place, and there was no cash or food or anything. Just the geriatric fan, his unwashed futon, clothes, and a bulk pack of cheap toilet paper that he'd bought on sale and had barely started using.

He supposed there was also his phone, but it really wasn't any better than his computer.

However, his pleas that he wasn't worth robbing died in his throat, because the guy who had somehow broken in (Airplane was leaning against the still-shut front door, and this was the fourth floor, so how...?) didn't look like a regular home invader.

He didn't look like a regular anything.

In point of fact he was the most gorgeous person Airplane had ever seen. Long, pin-straight hair. Bright blue eyes. Jade-carved features. He was dressed in fancy, fantasy-style black and blue clothing, with a stiff collar buttoned up to the neck. Either his ears were naturally pointy or he was wearing elf-ear prosthetics. Broad shoulders, big muscles straining underneath those fancy clothes for sure. There was a blue mark on his forehead, and a slightly blue tinge to his skin too. Almost like... a corpse...

Airplane's breath puffed in front of his mouth.

A ghost?!

"P-please don't kill me!"

He found himself curling up like a little kid afraid of the dark, at a total loss for what else to do. Just squeezing his eyes shut tight and praying that he wasn't about to die a very unorthodox death. Or was it?? If ghosts were real, did this sort of thing just happen to people all the time, only no one knew because they died???

A few frantic moments passed. The only sound was the rasp of Airplane's own panicked breaths.

Maybe he just hallucinated that person?

He risked another look.

Ahhh! No! Still there!!!

Still there, and glaring absolute murder at him!!!

Airplane resumed praying, and waiting for death. Just when he thought that maybe he should check if he was hallucinating again (it was possible, right? That would make at least as much sense as anything else, right?) he heard a shuffle of clothing. A sound like a breath being let out, and then the strange man(?) loomed even closer. Bringing the cold with him, it seemed, as he grabbed Airplane by the collar and picked him up in a way that made the seams of his t-shirt strain and dig painfully into his armpits.

He let out a terrified squawk, something between a gasp and a scream, as those ice blue eyes glared at him with more scrutiny.

Stitches ripped ominously. Airplane was not a tall man, but he was also not a skinny man, not the kind of person accustomed to being picked up by any means. His cheap clothing wasn't meant for this treatment!

"Y-y-you, uh, w-what do you want?!" he managed to squeak out.

The ghost's nose twitched.

Airplane hadn't showered since the water tank blew out, which was the day before yesterday, and he was sweaty from the heat and also the fear, although now the dampness clung to him more like being stuck out in a winter rainstorm. He was pretty sure he stank.

He was also pretty sure he didn't ask anyone to break into his home and sniff him either, though!

"Please, please just..."

"Shang Qinghua."

...What?

Who was...?

Wait a minute. He knew that name! That was one of his characters. One of the peak lords! Which was it...? The sword peak guy... no, no, that was Wei Qingwei, right, he redid some of the names after he lost a few of his notes to bad planning. Shang Qinghua, that was the -- the traitor! The An Ding guy!

Airplane, very uncertainly, scrambled for a foothold with this new development. He licked his lips, and reconsidered the scenario. Someone had broken into his apartment. Someone who, now that he wasn't totally blinded by panic, was probably in a costume.

His book didn't have any official artwork (like he could afford it?) but there was a surprising amount of fanart. If he had to guess, based on just how he'd pictured him plus how must people tended to draw him, then...

"...Mobei Jun?" he hazarded.

The blue eyes narrowed.

If those were contacts, they were really good. But they had to be contacts, didn't they? Nobody had eyes like that in real life. It could all be explained, though, even as bizarre as it was. Some insane fan had, for their own reasons, dressed up like a character from his novel and broken into his apartment!

Oh shit, was this a Misery situation?! Was this Peerless Cucumber, finally cracked and come to murder him? Or threaten to unless he wrote Luo Binghe a happy ending? No way! This guy had abs, he could tell, he'd eat his own phone if Peerless Cucumber had abs... and admittedly that theory didn't explain the actual abrupt drop in temperature...

"Are you... uh... a f-fan...? Of, of m-my book...?"

"No."

Despite everything, Airplane felt irrationally disappointed.

He'd never met any of his fans in person. It could have been nice! Er, sort of?

"I am Mobei Jun," the guy then insisted, and okay, hey, well. He already suspected he was dealing with someone fully off their hinges, so maybe he should have seen that kind of a response coming?

Awkwardly, Airplane dithered and then kind of patted at his shoulder.

"Sure!" he agreed, nodding. "Right, yeah, of course you are! I-I'd recognize you anywhere! Wow, haha. The great Mobei Jun, in the flesh. You're even more handsome than I imagined!"

The crazy man nodded once, as if satisfied with this response.

Phew.

Airplane wondered if it would be at all possible for him to discreetly dial the emergency number on his phone. It was in his back pocket, so maybe if he angled his butt right? No, that wouldn't work. He didn't even know where to begin trying to do that, actually.

"Um, so, could you... maybe let me go...?" he asked instead.

The self-styled Mobei Jun seemed to consider it, like it hadn't occurred to him that Airplane might not want to be pinned against the wall while his t-shirt strained for dear life against the... large... clawed fist, holding it in an apparently impenetrable grasp... fuck how strong was this nutcase...?

Later on Airplane was going to have some weird feelings about this whole situation. Luckily, right now, mortal terror was still beating them all back with a pretty large stick.

"Please?" he added.

As if to help make the point, one of the bottom seams of his t-shit finally gave up. There was another ripping sound, and Airplane shivered as the side split and exposed a strip of bare skin to the implausibly cold air.

Mobei Jun put him down.

His knees almost gave out as soon as he was able to put weight on them again.

"Oh, thank you!" he said, because at least that was something.

Mobei Jun nodded, and then turned and looked at Airplane's apartment. He really had the vibes down, Airplane would admit. Crazy, but, committed? It was kind of flattering. In a weird and totally unwelcome way.

Airplane's apartment wasn't much to look at, so even the disdainful sneer seemed in-character.

"Uh. So. Uh... do you--"

Later, Airplane wouldn't be able to recall at all what he'd even meant to say at that point. His fragile grasp on the situation was blown immediately out of the water as Mobei Jun (or who should have just been some insane guy dressed as him, if the world made sense) raised a hand and made a motion. The shadows around him moved, the cold deepened until Airplane couldn't stop his teeth from chattering, and the blue huadian glowed along with those bright blue eyes.

A big, pitch black portal opened up in the main room of Airplane's apartment.

It seemed to suck all the air out of the room with it. Or maybe that was just the shock. Airplane's knees knocked together along with his chattering teeth, and his stared in pure, gaping, dull incomprehension at the apparently very real magic trick that had just been performed in front of him.

Oh, shit.

"Y-y-you!" He almost pointed an accusing finger at the demon in his apartment, before self-preservation kicked in and he shoved both of his hands under his armpits instead. "You're really -- him?! You're actually Mobei Jun?!"

"Hn."

Mobei Jun's sneer remained in place. He tilted his head, looked at Airplane again like he was weighing him up somehow, and then motioned towards the portal.

"You will come with me," he declared. It didn't sound like a question.

"Huh? I will?" Airplane intelligently replied. Not that this wasn't the kind of world-altering mind-blowing situation a man might daydream about, or anything, but it seemed cold in there?

He had the cognitive function to quickly step into his house shoes, which was apparently all Mobei Jun (Mobei Jun?! Real??? What???) had the patience for, because then a hand grabbed his shirt again and he was FLUNG bodily through the scary dark portal.

"WTF!!!" Airplane cried.

yes yes luo binghe from PIDW traversing dimensions in search of his own shen yuan, love it, 10/10 no notes, but what about mobei jun from PIDW?

imagine seeing a version of reality where the rat bastard snitch minion you killed after he'd outlived his usefulness is your husband

imagine this is the only version of reality where you actually seem to be enjoying your life, too

the luo binghe of that world is too busy making congee for his shizun to be an overbearing tyrant, so you're mostly still in charge of your own kingdom. somehow this version of shang qinghua is even more outwardly pathetic but also a thousand times more fuckable. your evil uncle isn't dead but also utterly failed to supplant you, somehow instead of being one of the biggest points of trauma for you he's become just kind of annoying and unremarkable. your house is full of your actual servants and hasn't been renovated to provide harem space for you boss's five billion annoying wives. your lands are still intact rather than being a twisted conglomeration of merged realms

yeah y'know I think PIDW mobei jun would be an even bigger risk than bingge for trying to murder his alternate universe self so he can steal his life, or failing that, embarking on a quest to find another version of airplane and just moving in with him

[acid-ixx]

Wouldn’t it be funny if Reader shows just a tiny amount of happiness to any one of the batfam, and the next thing you know they try their best to make Reader to do it again.

Example:

Dick:Makes a silly joke

Reader: Actually smiles and laughs at it

Dick: gloats about it to the fam

The BatFam: practically on all fours chasing after Reader to try and make them laugh

Don’t stress out with your writings (btw love your ‘again & again’ series❤️)

Take your time and don’t forget to drink water🫶🫶🫶

laughter is the best medicine

ft. yan! dick grayson, jason todd, and damian wayne

— masterlist !

more beneath the cut ! fluff ? with a mix of yandereness is my thing hehe. i love this ask sm <3 you guys are being fed well today !!!

reblogs and interactions are encouraged and appreciated.

ugh they're the definition of giving someone an inch and they'll be taking a mile. it would especially be annoying if it were dick on the receiving end of the line. but even if he'd be the one you'd take most precaution to, don't underestimate just how much your opinion holds the most value in the family. so they'll most definitely gloat about their achievement of making you smile or hell, even leaning against their shoulder willingly calls for a celebration.

trust me when i say that living in a stuffy manor already sucks, and they don't exactly like seeing you sulk and merely rot in your bed all day. so like any loving family would do, they'll try their damn best to at least see a quirk of your mouth or that faint glimmer in your that dick oh-so enchantingly talk about.

so it comes to them in the form of a surprise that one day, when your oldest brother accidentally trips over one of your expensive novelty ballpen, instead of nearly shouting at him for breaking one of your favorites, it was the "oomph!" sound his throat makes and his wide eyes when his ass directly landed on the floor that makes you crack into small giggles.

if it weren't for his enhanced hearing, dick would've crossed out your laughter as a hallucination, a product of imagination, something entirely impossible to produce, but no.

he had proven himself wrong.

once he turns back at you, he sees the crinkle of your eyes and your palm trying to cover your shit eating grin. the plump of your cheeks are so accentuated that he forgets the initial embarrassment he feels in the first place, replaced with awe at just how artfully captivating his sibling looks; sitting by

it's like a painting, he wishes it was. he wishes tim would be quick enough to capture the succession of your smiles in the live camera feed.

all because he couldn't believe it. couldn't believe that his baby bird is laughing. they're laughing and they look so mirthful and full of life when doing so.

yes, you're laughing at him, at his stupidity for being unable to detect a mere ballpen despite being trained to locate every known obstacle in a field.

but fuck, he was already raised at a circus to fulfill the role of an acrobat who entertains the crowd. what more could it be if that means he could play the role of a clown for you, his baby bird worth more than a thousand lives, whose laughter is equivalent to the immense euphoria that is filling his entire being?

give him an inch and he'll take an entire mile.

the next day, you'd be greeted with... a lot of peculiar instances within your family. all of which you would laugh at because it's not typical that your family displays mistakes, and you feel a bit better about yourself when their imperfections seem to seep out of their being— or maybe it's just your thoughts eating you up again, because is it just you or did jason, tim, and even damian, manage to at least trigger a reaction out of you?

tim would accidentally end up drinking orange juice right after brushing his teeth. his cringing expression, choked gargling and immense spitting is enough to guarantee a light chuckle from your seated form as you ate your cereal in peace, watching him as he tries to rid of the bitter taste on his tongue. although, bitter as it may, the sweetness and the aching of his tooth overpowers the regret he fills for gulping an entire bottle of orange juice down his throat.

he's so glad that he had set up multiple cameras and recorders at different angles prior to your time spent with him because he just couldn't stop watching your reaction in loop whilst he tried to continue his investigations within gotham's latest crime news. yet no matter how hard he attempts to control himself, his eyes couldn't stop looming over to your form, finding your reaction too incredibly cute to be ignored. yeah, he'll do his duties later. for now, he just needs to... screenshot every single frame of your expressions.

jason isn't much of a joker but when reading you one of your favorite stories, he had managed to mispronounce one of the words so badly that it ruined the narrative of the classical book he was voice acting for you. it was a stupid thing to laugh at, but for a guy like jason, who was an english nerd in his very prime, it would be hilarious— especially when his gothamite accent seeps into his vocabulary; which is very unbefitting for the voice of a character who was a princess that loves to wear frilly, pink dresses.

imagine a man, with a growl that vibrates through his skull, and muscles that bulge through his shirt, voices a princess of all people! his high pitched register for the character was already grating to your ears, but the sudden shift from an airy and girlish to deep and gruff with an added effect of a voice crack at the word "cake" was enough to let you burst out into laughs, your giggles echoing through the comfortable silence of the manor's library. for the first time in a while, you let jason wrap his arms around your shoulder, asking for your input about his tremendous acting skills.

jason never had many moments to cherish within the manor, preferring to stay over and outside of bruce's radar, but god does he love going through the batcave's live feed just to zoom in on your expressions, the grin on your face heavily reminds him of himself, back when he was the oblivious robin with no idea of what was coming to him. yet only now, he swears to protect your smile from never faltering.

damian takes his artistry skills seriously, constantly making a show of bragging to you whenever he has the opportunity to. but this time, he was incredibly pissed at drake for accidentally squeezing all the paint from the tube of oil paints he had stored by the drawers, and it was a shade closest to your skin tone, too; he meant to use that tube of paint for his next portrait of you. so like the petty child he is, damian sets on an hour long routine of drawing tim with monstrous features that screams the opposite of what he sports.

that means he had drawn multiple variants of tim with a hideous, actual bowl cut one. no seriously, his hair was a bowl and the strands that peeked out of it were spaghetti strands. in another drawing, his red robin outfit consists of plucked feathers and an elongated beak for its mask, what seems to be the pocket for the eyes now replaced with cat-like slits that makes the vigilantes expression looker idiotic and downright stupid. yet it felt therapeutic for damian to draw that his brother with what he felt was enough revenge to exact upon drake. that scum deserved a horrendously made portrait of him.

what he didn't expect was that you had stumbled upon his atelier, wanting to cure your boredom by painting a scenery when all of a sudden you had to drop all your equipment from your hands because... what the fuck was damian painting...? why is tim crawling across the floor in one of the portraits...? it takes a second or two for you to register the drawing's very detailed portrayal of a literal bowl cut, your laughter bursting out of the seams because no fucking way did damian actually draw something so hilarious and unserious. if you were anybody else, damian would've kicked your shins so violently you would've required a visit to the hospital. but because it's you... he chooses to sulk in the corner with puffed cheeks and burning ears as you approach the painting with said curiosity of a child and a laughter you can't stifle so easily.

at least it got you to stay in the same room as him for about an hour, with you giving your youngest brother more ideas to make the drawings even more unsettling than they already were, to which damian takes your tips to heart.

after you had eagerly (and shyly) showed the entire family you and damian's shared creation of a monstrosity, tim swears he'll never squeeze a tube of damian's paint anymore.

[smutallyouwant]

Twice Fic World Chp.6

Overtime

Word Count: approx. 2k wordd

Jihyo and Sana x Reader

Boss Jihyo came back from the business trip she attended in two weeks. Mina was absent and you wonder why. You texted here earlier but didn't get a reply. You texted Chaeyoung too, but got nothing.

You finish your work early as usual and you just go around the office acting busy and passing time. Until you received a message. You're expecting a response from either Chae or Mina but the one that texted you was Sana.

You did not say that Mina was absent because you're expecting a reply from her and is thinking to just invite her to come.

15 minutes before your out time, Jiyo called you in her office. You came to her office immediately and she ordered you to lock her door.

" Hi boss, how's your trip? " You asked.

" It's fine Y/N and I told you, you should call me by my name or mommy when we're alone " she teased.

" Btw, did you have some fun with your fuck buddy here while I'm away? " she added.

" What? " You're startled.

You did not expect that she knows Sana and you just used the office to fuck.

" What do you mean what? I told you, I know that you have that kind of relationship with Mina. Have you forgotten? "

You sighed in relief that that's what she meant about that.

" Oh you mean that haha, we just do it sometimes "

" You liar, you're fucking everytime you got the chance " she teased before both of you laughed.

" She filed a leave for 3 days because she's going to visit her parents in their province "

" Ohhh " you muttured.

" Did you meet the temporary OIC when I was away? "

" Yes, Sana is so friendly to us " you responded.

" So why did you call me here?"

" What else? Mommy's boobs did not get any attention for a while don't you know? " She said before lowering her top revealing her boobs.

You wasted no time and you walked towards her to suckle on her tits while your other hand played with her other boob. She hugged your head pulling you closer that made you bite on her nipples gently.

" ugh fuck Y/N, I miss this so much baby keep on sucking mommy's tits "

She moaned softly as you tasted her sweat with a touch of her sweet scent. She grinds her legs together pleasuring her self, you put your hands to spread them and fingered her yourself. You removed her cycling and panties to play with her wet pussy. You gently play her clit and finger her with three of your fingers.

" Fuck you're so wet mommy "

" Yes baby, keep on fingering me like that "

Jihyo tightened her hug to your nape while her other hand was leaning on the table for leverage.

" Eat me Y/N, eat my pussy " Jihyo said.

You immediately complied and you lick her clit vigorously while finger fucking her. Her head bends backwards as she reaches climax with the intensity of your play.

" Ughhh fuckkk, I'm squirting! " She moaned.

You watched Jihyo squirts on the floor while she played with her tits herself pinching both of her nipples.

Jihyo pulled you into a deep wet kiss after squirting. You suckled into her tits again while Jihyo is busy unbuckling your pants.

" Fuck, I hope these babies have milk in them " you said before slapping Jihyo' s boob.

" Ughh " she moaned in response.

" Breed mommy then, so I can have milk for you " she added.

Without further ado, you positioned her dog style and pushed her to the table. You aligned your shaft to her pussy, and fucked her hard from the back. Jihyo has a slim waist but got thick ass, thighs and boobs making her a perfect fuck toy. The seams of her huge butt going up to her back is so hot, her sweat drips into the seams making her look so sexy.

" UGHHH FUCK, YES Y/N I MISSED YOU "

" FUCK ME DEEP " she moaned aggressively.

Her plump has bounced back and fourth, you grabbed your phone to film this wonderful sight. You remembered Sana' s text midway, and you replied to her that you have to cancel the plan and Mina is absent also. You keep your phone away so Jihyo won't notice that you filmed her.

" Fuckk Y/N keep going, I'm cumming again "

" Ughhhh !!!" Jihyo moaned while squirting.

" That's so good " you said.

Jihyo stood straight and kissed you from her back. You can see her sweat formed a mark to the table, as you're not finished, you carried her to the table and you inserted your dick again. Jihyo wrapped her arms around you while looking at you seductively. Her boobs bounced up and down and the table sounds echoed with both of your moans inside the room.

*rinngg

*ringgg

Jihyo's phone rang, both of you ignored it but it rang for the second time so Jihyo took her phone. She signaled you to be quiet but not stop, she pulled you to suck for her boobs while answering the phone.

" Hello? Yes... oh..hmm... Okay... "

She answered the phone while looking at you with a horny grin on her lips. You can tell how hard she tries to stop her moans. As soon as the call ended she threw her phone and started moaning again.

" Fuck I'm so horny, breed mommy "

" Finish inside mommy so I can give you milk okay?" she said while moaning.

" I'm cumming mommy " you said.

As soon as you said that, Jihyo pulled you for a kiss muffling your moans as you nutted inside her pussy.

" Fuck that was the best Y/N "

Jihyo said as semen flows out her pussy. Jihyo cleaned and showered in her office, and you groomed yourself in the men's comfort room. You two met in the hallway of the office.

" I have to hurry and meet a friend Y/N, I wanted to have more of you but I have to go " she said.

" It's alright Jihyo, I'm going to head home too " you responded.

" Unless you want to join? I'll treat it as your overtime " she added.

" But it's your friend, I don't want to be out of place "

" No I'm sure she's down for it too, come on " she said while pulling you be your wrist.

The two of you ride an Uber to a karaoke bar. The two of you head inside and Jihyo looks out to find her friend.

" Yes this is the one " she muttered.

You opened the curtain to a karaoke room and found Sana already drinking alone.

" Uhh... " Sana muttured.

The girl that you have said that you can't meet tonight was the one who called Jihyo because she doesn't want to be drinking alone, you just realized. Also, Jihyo doesn't know the relationship between the two of you. It turned out that she's surprised that you are coming along with Jihyo, but she cannot finish her words as she doesn't want Jihyo to think in any uncertain ways about the two of you.

" Oh Sana, I brought Y/N with me. I hope you don't mind, he's one of the team after all I know that you know each other in some sense " Jihyo said.

" Oh hi, Y/N from work I did not expect you to come with the boss but it's alright. We should have fun tonight " Sana said.

" Uhhh, yeah let's have fun tonight " you responded.

The three of you sang songs together while drinking and having some Korean barbeque. You can't help but stare at Sana's beautiful neck and shoulders while she drinks directly into the bottle. Her comfy jean shorts that show her smooth and thick thighs and her top revealing a little bit of her cleavage is so sexy.

" We should play a game " Sana said.

" Yeah, since we're in karaoke the one that scores the lowest should obey the two winners for tonight " Jihyo responded.

" That's great, let's start! " Sana excitedly said.

The three of you sang one song each, and you got the lowest score.

" Aww Y/N better lack next time " Jihyo teased you while po putting her arms on your shoulders.

" That's okay Y/N, you just have to obey both of your bosses as usual " Sana teased you too.

" Hahaha right! You just have to suck on my tits again! That's my command to you! " Jihyo said clearly in a drunk state.

You and Sana eyed each other and then looking at the drunk Jihyo.

" Heyy! You should obey me! Come here and suck these " Jihyo said.

She pulled her top down and pulled you to suckle on her tits. Jihyo leaned her back to the cushion sofa and you gently sucked on her boobs. Sana on the other hand queued another song and sang it while eyeing both of you.

" Ughh, that feels great Y/N " Jihyo whispered before falling asleep.

You noticed it and you fixed Jihyo's top immediately.

" Shit, I never knew I'd see my friend imposing her mommy kinks to you Y/N " Sana said.

" Hehehe, sorry that I said I can't come "

" It's alright, I can picture what happened already " Sana responded.

" Jihyo told me that she has a very good companion at the company that can satisfy her, and I knew that it was you from the first time that I saw you. I just confirmed it at the office hahaha" she added.

" Yeah, and you know about Mina too haha "

" Yes, that too. Jihyo said that you have a sex partner at work too. It so happened that I'm actually attracted to girls too so I invited her over to the office too.

" Btw the way, let's go to my place " Sana said.

" How about Jihyo? " You asked.

" You'd carry her to the uber and to my home, that's my order " Sana said.

Sana booked an Uber and you carried Jihyo inside the car and into Sana's condo. As you entered her home, she guided you to her bedroom and asked you to put Jihyo there.

" Whooo, Jihyo is not that heavy but it's still hard work " you said as you sit down on her bed.

Sana locked the door and she looked at you fiercely. Sana leaned over bending her body revealing the whole of her cleavage in front of your face. Her drunk horny face and her scent mixed with alcohol is so hot that you can't help but be addicted with it. Sana kissed your lips gently with pecks and subtle bites. You pulled her and sat her on top of you. Both of you made out and clearly drunk on each other's saliva. Sana took off her bottom, and your pants and quickly inserted your cock into her wet pussy.

" Ughh, I've been wet for you since we're singing earlier " Sana moaned.

You palmed her face as she rides your cock.

" Don't be too noisy, Jihyo might be awake " you said.

" ughhh, ughhh ugh, " Sana moaned and didn't hear you at all.

" Shit I'm so horny Y/N, I'm cumming already UGHH! "

Sana hugged your neck as she climaxed on your dick while gently shivering. She then stood up after a minute and laid on the bed signaling you to come on top of her. You obliged and fucked her missionary and not having a care of Jihyo taking a sleep besides both of you. The two of you are so focused on pleasuring each other' s sex desire that you did not notice Jihyo turning her head and looking at both of you fucking each other.

Jihyo's POV

Inside voice:

" Ugh my head hurts, where am I "

( kissing sounds )

" I've been wet for you since we're singing earlier "

" That's Sana, and is she making out with someone ? I'm in her house? Why is she doing this besides me?"

( bed started to move )

" Shit is she fucking someone? "

" Don't be too loud, Jihyo might be awake "

" ugh ughh, ugh, I'm so horny Y/N, I'm cumming already UGHH! "

" Fuck, she's fucking with Y/N? How did this happen. It's turning me on so bad"

Jihyo teased her nipples while listening to Sana and you fucking.

" Fuck, I want to do it too "

" Should I take a look? "

End of Jihyo's POV

" How could you fuck behind me? " Jihyo said.

" Ughh, I've been waiting for you to be awake " Sana said with a smile.

Sana took off her top revealing her perky tits.

" Come here Jihyo, let me suck in my mommy's tits too " Sana calmly said.

Jihyo instinctively palmed Sana's face while she pulled off her top to let Sana suckle on her tits. Jihyo looks at you with a seductive face while you fuck Sana who's sucking on Jihyo.

" Shit, this just looks like a dream. It's like both of you do this all the time " you said.

" No, we've never done this before " Jihyo said.

Sana popped Jihyo's boob causing Jihyo to squeal in pleasure.

" We never shared a man before, but you can say that we shared pleasure with each other before. When we were in college being the curious girls that we are, I asked Jihyo if I could see her boobs because it's too big for our age. I am a lover of beautiful girls with a sexy body, I tried to suckle on it inside the locker room of the school " Sana said.

Jihyo looked embarrassed but is so horny that she never stopped playing and pinching her boobs and nipples while watching the two of you fuck.

" And.. ughh, fuck so deep. Keep fucking me. " Sana said while signalling Jihyo to suck her boobs as well before continuing the story.

" From then, Jihyo discovered her kink and we will go to her house and do a so-called project just for me to suck on her tits the whole time. Sucking my beautiful best friend's boobs is enough to pleasure me. But when she had a boyfriend and kept telling me stories of how they pleasures her and fucked her, I began being curious too. And I discovered that I like both beautiful women and men that could satisfy my thirst for sex"

" I'm so happy right now, that a man I like and my beautiful friend are with me and are pleasuring each other right now " Sana added.

Jihyo took Sana' s lips and made out with her.

" You're beautiful too, Sana " Jihyo exclaimed.

" I'm not sure about how I feel about you at that time, but I definitely like you more than my boyfriend. It's just that I want to have sex with a dick that I stayed on with a boyfriend" Jihyo added.

" You can be both my girlfriend" You exclaimed.

You then joined both of them in kissing each other's mouth.

" I'm cumming inside you, Sana "

" Yeshhh, cumm inshide me "

" Ughhhhh!! " Both of you moaned in unison.

The three of you stayed there for a moment before laying with each other down on the bed with you in the middle.

" We won earlier right? " Jihyo said.

" Yes you do " you responded.

" Then be our boyfriend tonight " Jihyo said.

With the scent of alcohol and the seductive mood engulfed in the room, the three of you started kissing each other's body and touching. Jihyo started to give you a blowjob while Sana sucked on your nipples simultaneously.

" Hey, can you two fulfill my horny imagination? " Jihyo shyly asked.

" Of course we do, we should pleasure each other to extreme tonight " you responded.

Jihyo then asked you to fuck her while sucking on her boobs while Sana sucks into the other boobs and fingering her clit at the same time. Jihyo said that she wonders how it feels to be stimulated to all of her sensitive areas. Her pussy, clit, and both of her boobs. She always thought of two people sucking both of her boobs, she said.

" UGHHHH FUCKKM, FUCK STOP ITS SO OVERSTIMULATING" She pleaded.

Both of you did not stop before Jihyo reached her limit and started squirting and trembling vigorously as Sana played her clit. Jihyo limped like a vegetable on the bed with a smile on her face.

" Common Y/N, I'm not done yet. It's my turn " Sana said before pulling you into fucking her missionary.

" You like this position a lot huh? " You said.

" Yes, this way I can clearly see your face and your body " Sana responded.

" Ughhh, fuck I'm cumming "

" Yes I'm cumming too, Y/N. Give it to Jihyo you came inside me earlier " Sana said.

Sana squirted and squealed as you pulled your dick out. She continued to play her clit to continue her squirting. Jihyo on the other hand was surprised by your load exploding on her tits and face.

Jihyo fell asleep after Sana cleaned her off. You and Sana ended up fucking again on her balcony before you left and went home.

The day went and you're late for work today. Jihyo called you in her office and you said you're sorry to be late today.

" It's alright Y/N you had a great overtime last time after all. I hope you're satisfied with your overtime pay "

[bbluefllame]

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄, 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 .ᐟ

synopsis: the boys taking care of you when you're sick ! (smau + hcs cs I love domesticity and I was listening to w2e and laufey)

chars: keigo takami, touya todoroki, tomura shigaraki

note: I was sick and mentally ill (devastating combo...) so! this was made cs I missed my babies. also, touya being rehabilitated (as always)

k. takami

- He rarely ever gets sick, so he gets home and starts panicking when he sees you next to the toilet throwing up and looking like death

- his ass is literally like “I know what to do, don't worry!” while he's running to the kitchen to google what to do before forcing you to chug medicine

- I've never seen someone more overprotective than him when you're sick. He'd be telling you to lay down the second you drag yourself off the bathroom floor

- God forbid you do any work around him, he'd give you the mom stare and tell you to go to sleep (like his ass even sleeps when he's sick…)

- he'd attempted to make chicken noodle soup but failed miserably. He put in too much salt and was like “it's fine, electrolytes are good, right??” Then he gives it to you, and even with broken taste buds, you can tell it's ass😔

- he's trying he swears, he's js not the best at taking care of sick people😔✊️ even though it kinda sucks he does put in a lot of effort and it's honestly pretty sweet even if he fucks up half the time! (When ur better tell him he did well, he'd melt even if he knows he sucked)

t. todoroki

- he doesn't know SHIT about being sick, patching up wounds and burns? ez. anything else? absolutely fried, COOKED!

- if ur horribly sick, he'd call his mom and fuyumi for advice. He'd be really aggressive while doing stuff for you, almost like he's mad, but he's not he's js aggressive 😭😭

- sucks in the kitchen, he's trying to turn on the stove but it doesn't work (or so he says), he runs back home and rei gives him a tub of soup to bring to you.

- he pretends he made it btw, reheats it and brings it to you on a tray, then goes “yeah I made it” when you praise him he looks proud and tries to hide his smile as if he fr made it (you know he didn't but ignore it)

- reads to you, don't ask why I think that he js does ‼️ you'd be laying your head on his shoulder and he's reading to you til you sleep (he's so cute clutching my stomach SOBBING)

t. shigaraki

- there's touya clueless then we have tomura clueless, tomura was taken care of by kurogiri if he got sick so he wouldn't really know what to do. He'd js try and copy what he remembers kurogiri doing😔 (he's trying his best okay‼️‼️)

- he'd do what you asked no questions, except he usually doesn't know what to do so he's js walking around clueless going “I know how to do this” (he doesn't know)

- unexpectedly, he's actually really good at making soup. He was gonna ask the chefs in the plf mansion, but he decided to try (soup is the only thing he can make without it burning)

- if you said it tasted good, he'd be grinning so hard thinking he's a chef and being all cocky & shi🙄🙄 like it wasn't allat calm down!

- when you came to find him, he jumped cs of how dead you looked and said damn, if u js started cussing him out he'd be stuttering and apologizing while trying not to giggle (beat his ass pls) (he should've stayed lost)

[obxsprincess]

Ok but Luke and a Latina gf (thinking Aphrodite cabin or something) and he’s just soo turned on when she speaks Spanish and loves her cooking ofc (girl I can barely cook but still lol)

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ luke and his aphrodite!latina girlfriend

us latina girls need sum love !! <3 (same btw jgvnjgcvgcx)

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one thing every camper knew the smell of was your cooking !! just making u feel calm n collected you always volunteered… wearing ur pink apron n collecting all the ingredients for vanilla sugar conchas !! but ugh ofc luke was distracting u… like always ! little did ur pretty self know he intentionally locked ur cabins kitchen doors… sure hes a bit pussydrunk on his baby… a bit as in he can’t go a day without your slick pussy or he’ll go insane… or your angel laced accent…

hands wrapped around your waist n adoring your tan complexion in purple hickies :(( hands kneading ur plush bottom n the fat of your hips…

“mierda- luke if you can’t see m’trying to roll these into the right shape!” n he knows much much better than to play off his girls glare… but your spanish accents so fuckin’ sweet… and his cock swells in his pants… greedy for his baby. all sly bringing your hips against him n nonchalantly grinding his bugle against ur ass !! hard n swollen…

n your body betrays u ! pretty cunt becoming messier by the second cus !! ugh! :(

“luke i- no puedo concentrarme!” (I can’t concentrate) all swatting n rolling ur eyes all bratty but his arms just trap your body !!!

all resistant n giggling, pretty hands covered in dye ! (ur making pink covered conchas ofc) and was luke even hearing u?? nuzzled in ur neck… u gasp n he bends u ever so slightly over the counter…

“mhm fuckin’ love when you speak spanish baby- fu-ck its hot ma don’t mind me princess just keep working,”

as if ur panties arnt all soaking n damp ! sticking to ur glistening cunt… n his deep voice isn’t helping ! :((

“or are ya’ mhm looking for something ma?”

“lukeee- tal vez-” (maybe-) u speak !! luke kicks your legs apart… teasing the cute wet spot growing on your panties !

“well gotta help my girl out then, mhm? yea- fuckkk I need you on my face- needa’ fuckin taste you-”

n one thing about luke !! is hes always giving you a countertop to grip onto so he can eat your drooling little cunt from the back… wanting to be covered in ur essence !

n he delves into his pretty girls puffy folds !! sucking n probing n eating… n by the end only sum of the dough is left ! the rest smeared all over your inner shaky thighs… his sugared tongue diving into your sweet sweet hole <3

… u squeal n whimper mierda (shit) n joder (fuck) until your glossy n sobbing eyes shut !! n swollen cunt flutter around his tongue !!

its only fair that he has you kitty lick the creamy cum leaking from his boxers, right princess? or just finger it right inside your pulsating entrance <3

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[love-fictional-ppl]

Pegging Mammon

Summary: headcanons for pegging Mammoney

Pairings: sub!Mammon x dom!Afab!MC

Warnings: language, smut, pegging, lots of anal play, handjobs, sex positions, overstimulation, color system, premature ejaculation, cum eating, etc.

A/N: ignore the gif I just love the way he looks in this😭😭 also sry if this is shit this was written on my phone.

I’m going to start this by saying, you had to beggggg mammon. He would never be caught dead asking you or giving in so easily to being pegged, I mean he’s the Great Mammon.

You probably only got him to agree by making a bet, he lost obviously.

There was lots of complaining up until the final act, so much so that you actually asked him a couple times if he wanted to stop. Mammon’s response was prolly sum like this, “No! Wai- I mean- pfft! Only if you want to stop, human.”

Once you lubed him up and inserted a finger, he became putty in your hands. This is the way to get them noises.

Once you stretched him to fit three fingers and he came you lubed up your strap on

The cock would hopefully be perfect size for Mam. It was 6.5 inches, a decent girth, and a dark purple. The straps were slightly uncomfortable but not too much.

First time you’re probably in missionary, feeling more intimate that way and allowing Mammon to see your face. After the first time, feel free to explore more positions. Mammon would probably wind up liking doggy and lotus.

The greed demon clung to you once you prodded his entrance with the fake cock. Once you were inside of him you stilled to let him adjust.

“What color are you?” You asked.

“Green!” Mammon’s eyes were shut tight.

Mammon the entire time stayed at green, much to your relief.

You started with slow shallow thrusts, working your way up to a pace you both liked. You eventually found your rhythm, your hips rocked into each other at a steady pace.

Mammon came quick without warning, strings of cum shot onto the both of yours’ stomachs and onto his chest.

Mammon had tears falling from pleasure, he was fucked dumb. The white haired boy kept babbling nonsense.

All you could respond to his babble with was, “I know, baby.”

You tried to pull out but Mammon wrapped his legs around your waist locking you in place.

You gave in and continued fucking Mammon, his eyes were rolled back, tears and drool running down his face, cum covering his abdomen, all while being drilled into. Mammon was a fucked out mess.

Your hips were meeting with such force, you could feel and hear the vibrations of the bed frame hitting the wall. You felt bad for Satan whose room was on the other side of the wall.

You wrapped your hand around Mammons painfully hard, leaking erection. You jerked him off at the same spread you were fucked him, movement in sync.

Mammon stiffened and bit your shoulder, cumming again. Your hand was covered in cum, you put your ring and middle finger up to Mammon’s mouth offering him to taste himself.

Mams quickly complied and sucked on your fingers greedily, licking your fingers clean of his essence. When you pulled back your fingers, he opened his mouth to show you he swallowed everything.

“Good boy,” you praised him.

Mammon smiled at your praise, he grinded his ass back against you, wanting to go another round. You denied Mammon what he wanted, also seeing the exhaustion evident in his face.

Long story short Mammon enjoyed getting ass fucked and would do it again.

Btw Satan was pissed.

A/N: sorry for any spelling errors, Not Proofread! Ending was rushed cs I didn’t know what to add😭

[hitomisuzuya]

Gamer!Scaramouche x fem!reader. Cock warming. Smut. Degradation. Scara receiving praise and encouragement. Mean!Scara

Think he should win this time? I think he should. As promised, here is more Gamer!Scara smut. This is just pure filth, honestly. Btw, I loved the movie🥰

Scaramouche was ready to send Freddy back to hell. That top hat wearing shit wasn't going to get the best of him tonight. He was halfway into Night Two, and despite the fact you were whimpering quietly in his ear, he found he was able to concentrate with his cock resting between your warm, clenching walls.

Having you cock warm him while he played was the best idea he'd come up with in awhile. He was quite proud of himself.

"You are doing so good, Scara," You encouraged, nuzzling your face lovingly into his neck. You nipped at his earlobe, shifting in his lap as you craned your head down to kiss his neck. "You'll win this time, for sure. I just know it."

God, your praises were making his cock throb. Noticing nothing really going on on the cameras yet, Scaramouche dipped his hand down to rub your clit. The tighter your walls clamped around his cock, the better he concentrated. Damn it if he didn't want to fuck you raw, right now though.

But he had a victory to achieve first.

He made sure your skirt was well hiked up around your hips, giving him a good view of the way his cock glistened shiny from your arousal when he bounced you a little on his cock to tease you.

"Please, please, let me bounce a little, please," You pleaded, feeling his the head of cock nudging against your sweet spot a little.

"Quit whining, slut," Scaramouche said, pinching your clit between his fingers. He smirked when your back arched, putting his hands firmly on your hips to halt your pathetic attempts to discreetly bounce on his cock for relief. "I'm trying to concentrate."

You mewled, ultimately doing as you were told. You dropped your head into his neck, trying to keep yourself busy by nuzzling and kissing his neck again. His degradation only served as fuel to make your cunt clench around his cock.

You still tried to reason with him anyways. You couldn't help yourself. Your cunt was practically sucking his cock in, resting against your sweet spot in a way that your legs shake. "Pretty please, it won't take me long to cum," You grinded needily in his lap, making him smack a hand across your ass.

He believed you. "You are cock warming me, not fucking me,"Scaramouche hissed, gritting his teeth as you yelped in pleasure. Denying you would only make you feel more sensitive for him.

"But I..I," You licked a line across his neck, smiling a little when you heard him let out a shaky sigh of pleasure. "I really want you."

Growling because he had to take his eyes off of the cameras to quiet you down, Scaramouche roughly grasped your jaw, and picked your head up from his neck. He kissed you to shut you up. He explored your mouth with his tongue, smirking against your lips as you melted from the kiss. "You just be quiet, and take it," His hand lightly smacked your throbbing clit, his teeth nipping at your lower lip when he pulled away

You moaned in bliss, your arms tightening around him. You nodded, tears burning in your eyes as you struggled to sit still. It was bad enough that before he set you on his cock, he'd made you sopping wet by teasing and dragging his tongue across your clit.

It felt like an eternity to you before Night Five came around, and Freddy made his move. Scaramouche reached down to rub your clit occasionally as he checked every camera over and over again until..

"HA! Fuck yes, and fuck you, Freddy!" Scaramouche suddenly declared his victory. He'd finally won before he forked over the money (willingly) to take you the movie later, making victory taste even sweeter for him.

"Guess what, doll? You can starting bouncing now," Scaramouche smacked a a rougher hand on your ass, groaning when you immediately started riding him like your life depended on it.

Feeling his cock repeatedly stretching your walls apart as he slammed against your sweet spot, your skin slapping against his, nearly made you fall limp against him.

"Your cunt is suffocating my cock..fuck..," Scaramouche moaned, pressing his fingers into the skin on your hips as he bullied his cock deeper inside of you. He lifted you off his cock just to abruptly drop you back down on it.

You screamed in pleasure, making him laugh. "Is my slut going to cum, hm? You nodded, your moans sounding pornographic as he held you still in his lap, gripping your hips.

Scaramouche craned his head down, flicking his tongue over your nipple once he yanked your shirt and your bra down off one of your breasts. All it took was a few more rough thrusts into your tight cunt to make you squirt, your body shaking from the intensity of your orgasm.

Hearing you babble in his ear about how you love him, and how only he could fuck you this good made his warm cum gobb and ribbon inside of you. He clutched you against him, fucking his cum back up inside of you.

Scaramouche gave you a long, sloppy kiss as he slowed you to a stop. He was panting a little as he pulled away, sighing content when you licked submissively at his mouth with a fucked out expression on your face. "Now go get ready. The movie is at 8."

[chrissv4mp]

heyyy, would you be down to write a make out sesh with olivia rodrigo? Maybe she wants to get some energy out after a tour stop? I love your bf headcanons for Chris & Matt!!

taste of your lips 🥁

warnings: heated make-out session, jealous liv, maybe a little sexual tension at the end but no real smut! (yet...), vulgar language

author's note: (this is fem!reader btw!!) was waiting 4 someone to request olivia rodrigo (my wife fr!!), so here it is!! hope u enjoy anon🫶🏼 also tysm!!

sorry guys, i know tornado warnings was supposed to come out tonight, but i just couldn't wait to post this.!!

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you smiled at your girlfriend as she walked through the curtains to backstage. immediately, she ran into your arms, smiling as she hugged you tightly.

"such an amazing performance yet again," you muttered, inhaling her scent.

the brunette smiled, placing a soft kiss on your neck, "thank you, baby. we should get ready to leave, yeah?"

you hummed in approval, not being able to see the mischievous smirk on your girlfriends face before she pulled away from your embrace.

olivia was quick to collect all her belongings and then drag you out of the venue, having to stop a few times on her way out to take pictures with fans.

"we love you, y/n!" a girl yelled from the crowd, and olivias smile faded a bit as she heard those words.

"thank you so much, i love you too!" you smiled sweetly, waving at the girl before olivia continued to drag you to the tour bus, only quicker this time.

as soon as you were in the bus, olivia locked the door and pushed you to sit on the couch.

your eyes scanned her up and down, biting your lip at her red bra being visible through her cropped white shirt.

"what's got you so worked up, baby?" you asked, raising an eyebrow as your hands went to rest on her waist, pulling her forward to sit on your lap.

olivia sighed, not answering your question as she cupped your face with her hands and leaned in to kiss you roughly.

the kiss was sloppy and uncoordinated, and you could feel the possessiveness in her touches as she gripped your hair with one hand and roamed your body with the other.

you whined into the kiss as she tugged your hair back, but you kept your composure and pulled away for just a second.

"answer my question, liv. i know you can use your words." you muttered, lips already swollen from how roughly the girl had kissed you just seconds earlier.

the brunette huffed as her grip on your hair loosened, "those fucking girls say they love you, they don't even know you."

she sighed before bringing her lips back on yours, this time slipping her tongue past your lips and into your mouth.

her tongue explored your mouth, hitting yours each time she moved the muscle and exchanged saliva as the kiss went on.

your hands moved from her hips and down to her ass, giving her a light squeeze and earning a soft moan from the girl.

"they can't make you scream the way i do," she muttered angrily against your lips, red from both her lipstick and how swollen they were.

you hummed into her mouth, nodding the best you could as she continued to smash her lips onto yours brutally.

"can't make you beg for them," she groaned, grinding her hips against yours as she started to trail kiss down your jawline to your neck.

once the girl found your pulse point, she immediately sunk her teeth down into your sensitive skin, eliciting a throaty moan from your lips.

"such pretty sounds. all for me," the brunette smirked against your skin as she sucked on your neck softly.

"all mine." you nodded eagerly, bucking your hips up as she grinded down on you, making the girl gasp.

your breathing was heavy now, and your hands were gripping tightly on olivias hair as she continued to mark you, to make you hers.

"yes, fuck. 'm all yours, love." you groaned, your hands moving up to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up over her body.

the only time she detached her lips from your skin was to pull the thin shirt over her head, and then she went straight back to marking your neck, your shoulders, anywhere she could.

your hand traveled to her shoulder, trying to get her on the couch, but she stood her ground on top of you, biting on your shoulder harshly and eliciting a whine from your throat.

"no, just let me play with you, pretty girl. be my little slut, yeah?"

your eyes fluttered shut at her words, and you sit back and let her continue her torture on your shoulder and neck.

a few minutes more and you were struggling to keep still, squirming around under touch as she continued to leave marks on the other side of your neck.

she hadn't kissed your lips in what felt like an eternity, but it was really only 5 minutes.

though, as soon as the girl went to kiss your lips again, you placed your hand on her lower back and quickly switched your positions, flipping her onto the couch and you onto her lap.

olivia gasped, watching as you crawled off her and onto the floor of the bus, getting on your knees in front of her as your fingers looped in the waistband of her shorts.

"since you're still so energized..." you began, kissing the inner parts of her thighs that weren't covered, "let's see how many rounds you can go, princess."

the smirk quickly returned to the brunettes face, and she couldn't help but tangle her hands in your hair and tug on it a bit.

. . .

[ryiju-muunie]

broke toji and his gf start an onlyfans/make videos for phub for some extra cash to pay off their rent?

(love your work btw! <3)

U Like Magic? I Got a Wand!

18+ viewer discretion is advised

Fem!reader/Toji Fushiguro Warnings: DRABBLE, daddy kink, ball-gag, pornography/onlyfans, creampie, ahegao, wet and MESSSSSY, cumshot [breasts], nipple play, oral [male and female receiving] Word count: 638 DESC: Your boyfriend wants to make some extra money

Toji loved to fuck every part of you, and he loved doing it on camera. When he proposed the two of you start an Only Fans, you agreed and figured it would be a nice bonding moment between a healthy couple. He pounded you so well regularly, but for the camera, he always put on a bit of the show. Making you lick up his dick before he shoved it in your mouth, telling you to make more faces and whine a bit louder for Daddy. Toji loved it when you called him Daddy. It started as a marketing thing for the OF, right? But you couldn’t deny how you felt calling him your strong Daddy, and he couldn’t deny getting throbbingly aroused from hearing the words fall off your pretty little lips.

Your fans could sense you two really loved each other. And they could sense you really loved to be fucked like a good little whore. Doggy style, reverse cowgirl, sideways, you wanted him to do it all. Especially if your boyfriend got to fill you up for multiple rounds at a time and fuck his seed right back into your dripping pussy. You loved it the most when he’d initiate when you wore those tight outfits to tease him. Dropping something in front of him, and slowly bending over. Not kneeling, no, bending. Letting your breasts hang out of your tight shirt as your arms pressed them together. It was lighting a burning flame inside his lower stomach he needed quenched.

“C’mon baby…” One of Toji’s rough hands was tracing up your plush thighs, making your skin tickle as he started to play with the hem of your shorts, “Let Daddy show your fans how much he loves you…” Then he’d fuck you with his long tongue, making you cream loudly for his phone. The less-quality videos would be for a lower subscription, but they ate it up anyway. Your fans loved to see you holding the camera and watch as your boyfriend ate you out like a last meal. He always did, never getting tired of your perfect taste on his tongue, dripping from his chin. But sometimes, he’d get distracted and go in for a kiss. Knocking the camera out of your hands and sending your mouths crashing together.

Sometimes the two of you would post simple videos, make-out sessions, or him sucking on your breasts. It didn’t take long for any of those videos to turn into something more, but that didn’t need to be filmed. Your favorite was when Toji would force you onto his lap and grab your ass, digging his nails into your skin and biting your lower lip.

Mr. Zenin loved to show the world how you took him, too. He liked to record you teasing his bulge with delicate fingers, tracing his crotch as it grew and pressing down to make him let out a soft groan. Then you’d beg to take off his pants like the little whore you were, and let his dick spring out into your hands. Your blowjobs were one of the signatures of your joint OF account. How you’d grab his dick and seductively lick at the top, teasing his slit before taking him in your throat. It always felt so good your eyes started to cross as you bobbed up and down. Saliva fell from your lips around his swollen cock, as you thrust him into your mouth. He wasn’t even the one making all the noise, as you seemingly got off from mouth fucking him. Then when your boyfriend would come, it would be shots of hot cum all over your titties. Tits that you’d press together and palm just to make him hot and heavy as he came on your skin.

Safe to say, you guys were making money.

[neosexuals]

— date night !

Mdni!

Pairings/warnings:: bf!jaehyun , non idol au , oral (f) , fingering???, unprotected (wrap itt). Nicknames (baby, slut…), couch sex, Jaehyuns a bit rough . Not proof read

Summary :: a cute date night turns out to be hellishly boring until jaehyun felt the need to entertain you

A/n: I had a lil fun with this one not proof read btw🧍‍♂️ @p-inkbunny

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Jaehyun and you have been planning a movie date for weeks whether at your place or his and it finally happened but, the movie you two picked out to watch was not that interesting.

The both of you blankly staring at the characters moving their mouths yapping on and on, his hand wrapping around your waist mid movie which was probably the most interesting part of your night. His hand caressing your abdomen, pulling you to lay on his chest.

It turned you on a bit, but it wasn’t something you paid attention to a lot trying to keep your attention on the movie. His hands roam your body throughout the movie, distracting you each time. His hand now underneath your (his) shirt, squeezing the side of your abdomen.

“Baby” the nickname freeing you from your boredom (hopefully). You look up at him in response “do you like the movie?” His tone monotone, looking down at you.

“It’s okay...” Your mouth moulds into a pout, it’s okay was clearly,horrendous.Jaehyun's grip tightens slightly on your waist, pulling you closer into his chest as he chuckles softly.

“Well, if you're bored doll. I can suggest something more….interesting” his hands trailing from your waist to your thighs, using them as a leverage to move down, positioning himself between your legs,Your stomach sinks at the sight.

He looked back up at you, his eyes pleading for approval. You knew what this was going to lead to, but god you wanted it so bad, you nodded in response. His fingers were hooked onto the band of your shorts, bunching up your underwear along with it, getting rid of them in a swift motion.

“Awe so wet for me already?” His tone dripping with faux sweetness. His hands now planted on your thighs,holding them apart. Your eyes flew shut as his tongue met your wetness, licking a slow stripe along your folds.

You let out a frail cry of his name causing a smirk to form onto his face and he leans down, running his tongue along your slit before diving in, tasting your arousal. his tongue flicks against your clit, teasing and driving you wild as he continues to lap at you unforgiving.

Your moans only driving him causing him to increase the pace, alternating between licking and sucking on your clit. With the strong desire to see you , to taste you on his tongue, he pulls you closer, your ass sitting on the edge of the couch Causing you to squirm. Your moans getting louder as his tongue roams your pussy roughly, he was just as desperate as you. All you could do was grip his hair, moaning like this was the last time,Letting out frail curses.

jaehyun was enjoying this, the way you would squirm and roll your hips onto his tongue. Your moans only got louder when he introduced his middle finger into the mix, pumping his finger into you as he laps at your clit. You were close, your walls clenched around his one finger, your legs threatening to close around his head.

His tongue no longer lapping at your cunt, he inserts another digit into you. Your eyes watery begging to cum “it’s okay baby you can cum.” His tone much sweeter now ,his free hand caressing your face as he deviously increased the pace. Your eyes squeezed shut, unable to control how your body responds. Your hips bucking into the air as you find release, your arousal now coating his long fingers.

“So good for me” he whispers against your lips before locking them with his, the kiss passionate your taste still lingering on his tongue but you didn’t care enough.his fingers still slowly pumping into you as he helps you out your high, you let out sweet moans causing jaehyun to move away from the kiss and removing his fingers.

"you did so well" he whispered once more before picking you up on your feet, you knew what was coming next. Jaehyun isn’t always the sweetest during sex, he was rough. His arms wrapped around your waist making your stomach turn, his lips moulding with yours.

His body guides yours to the side of the sofa, bending down to sit on the handrest. Jaehyuns hands move to grip the leather, one remaining on your waist before he broke away from the kiss. "Turn around for me yeah?" His house low and husky, only adding to the arousal. Your skin sticking to the leather as you move around, trying not to laugh at the squeaky noise the couch makes under you. Your legs now dangling over the edge, ass on full display for jaehyun.

He lands a small slap onto your ass, kneading it as his thumb glides over your slit. You whimpered at him shaking your ass slightly in desperation earning a smack right on your ass "needy are we?" His voice thick coated in honey.

Jaehyun wasn’t short of mercy however, his cock long enough to spring up onto his stomach. He teased his tip sliding along the length of your slit, your whines moving in and out of his ears. His eyes plastered onto your pussy, the way he hissed at the sight of your arousal coating his cock.

“Please-” your pleads going in and out of his ears, right now all he could think about is your pussy devouring his cock as he pushed it inside “fuck baby look at you”

He instantly bottomed out, his hands caressing your hips moving up to your neck. His hands wrapped around it, using the pressure to push you into the leather of the couch. Thrusting his cock into you rather slow than usual, it was unbearable for you.

Letting out a long string of whines jaehyun, sooner than later, listened and moved at a rash pace. His balls slapping against your clit, along with his hand against your ass. His teeth gritted “fucking slut” you’ve never heard such profanity come from jaehyuns mouth before. But you loved it, your hands pulled behind,pinned behind your back.

Moaning louder as he pulls out leaving his tip inside before slamming back in, grinding into you. Balls deep at this point “god I love this pussy….” You clench around him hearing his praises “yeah? Like when I say that slut? You’re my slut yeah?”

The words he spew only tightened the coil inside your stomach, his cock hitting your sweet spot rougher each second. “Jae cum-” you could bearly finish the slurred messages you let out before jaehyun would move the hand, his thumb slowly inserting into your cunt, “shit- wait for me baby” slamming his cock into you over and over, groaning due to the friction created by the thumb. All you could do was moan his name into the pillow, his cock twitching inside you not to later.

You couldn’t handle it, milking his cock of all he had “cum” was all it took for your legs to get shaky from the orgasm, twitching as you feel his own thick ribbons of cum spilling into you. “Shit-”

Curses let out of his mouth as he realised he was…harsher than usual, his cock sliding out of your slippery cunt “so pretty….” He groaned looking at the mess he made, he was always messy.

Pulling you back into your feet, hugging you tightly, it was odd sure but sweet. “sorry baby” was all he said before pecking your lips.

“It’s okay I liked it….you should call me your slut more often” you giggled.

“Sure baby” kissing your forehead before leading you to the shower.

[zurizex]

❝ 𝓙UST LIKE THAT, DOLL! ❞

▐ branch with an s/o who enjoys praising — nsfw

warnings. mentions of overstimulation, oral (giving and receiving), fem reader, no use of y/n, switch!brach, nicknames, slight degradation MAYBE??, creampie/breeding

request: none

✧˖*°🦋 　｡ﾟ･　☆ 👥࿐

— 𝓦hen you first met branch, you were pretty secretive about how praising made you melt

— but one day before you even started dating, branch complimented how your decorative skills were neat

— when this happened you melted into absolute putty

— when you two ACTUALLY started dating, more praises left his mouth, him soon realizing what praising does to you

— branch one day said your singing voice was good and your face beamed red

— "you're really good at singing, doll— why are you sweating so much..."

— DONT GET ME STARTED ON NICKNAMES.

— when he first called you sweetheart you almost came right there.

— one day, branch was so touch starved that he was basically buried in your neck, praising the ever living shit out of you.

— when you moaned. the dots like clicked.

— and GOD was he cocky with it..

— if you're sucking him off, he will never keep quiet. ever.

— praises will leave his lips as light whimpers escaped as well

— "O-Oh! My god..fucking just like that, doll...n-ngh..doing sooo fucking good..."

— His fingers would get tangled in your hair, pulling it softly from time to time, guiding your throat deeper on his cock

— we all agree branch is a munch

— he even praises you when ever he's legit going to town

— he will hold your thighs open so you don't close them whatsoever (not like he'd kill to have you crush him with your thighs)

— though it's very muffled, he will talk about how good you taste, how obedient your being, and even how much he loved you in general.

— "So good to m-me~, doing so well, keep making those pretty noises. Just like that, baby."

— even when hes BOTTOMING, he's praising the absolute fuck out of you

— you'll be riding him and his hands will grip on your hips, begging and trying to go deeper.

— though branch doesn't mention it, he loves giving you nicknames and watching your teary eyes go wide

— praise him once and you're in a secluded area with your legs around his waist

— he's heavily panting in your ear as he's rapidly thrusting into you, skin slapping filling your ears.

— Branch likes to whisper naughty things in your ear while around other trolls, especially when your helping plan something with Poppy

— "Keep bending your pretty ass over and i'm meeting you in the bathroom.."

— one time while he was eating you out, you came hella hard and he wouldn't stop.

— something snapped inside him as he kept looping his tongue around your sensitive clit

— the noises you made alone made him fuck you so hard that you'd barely walk

— which happened btw

— the sight of your face as your eyes slightly rolled back, drool dripping down your chin as desperate moans left you made him go feral

— "Aww..poor b-baby, taking me so well...S-shhhh, i'm h-here..."

— he loves touching you, actually everywhere

— you knew him in his bunker days, so you completely understood why he loves being around you soo much

— ooo, praise him while he's inside of you and he's breeding you on literal sight

— "T-thank you for being so good to me—" he came instantly.

— it's so bad that he overstimulates the both of you that same session

— when you're both done, after care is important in his book

— will not let you go until you've both officially caught your breath

— he'll clean you up the best he can, maybe sometimes giving you a hot bath if he knows your limbs are sore

— after, branch will cuddle you while he reads a book, waiting for you to fully fall asleep before he does.

— "You did so well, you know that? Always have and always will be my favorite person..."

a/n. first post wooo, i'll make an intro later. ILY BRANCH MWAH MWAH MWAH PLS REQUEST BTW

[prettybean]

Heyy can you do like konig clit playing/teasing the reader

Def, I can totally imagine that big guy damnn he knows very well where to put his hands 🤖 anyway, hope you have a wonderful day 🩷

btw; there’s some slapping

You teased König too much

You and König weren't really friends. Your interactions were sparse, and most of the time, it involved exchanging unpleasant jokes. It seemed natural to disturb him since he was always so quiet. Whether it was stealing his gun or hiding things from him, you knew you shouldn't have provoked him so much. After all, he was taller and much stronger than you. A single slap from him could have made you faint. But that didn't deter you; instead, it fueled your desire to continue playing your little game. You wondered how long he could tolerate your antics before snapping at you.

"Colonel, why not put those hands to better use?" you taunted, noticing his tightened grip on the rifle as he walked away through the corridors of the military base. A chuckle escaped your lips as you playfully tugged at his belt from behind. "These pants seem awfully tight on you. I wonder how big yours...".

König gives you a cold stare, then forcefully shoves you into a room down the hallway, causing you to fall to the ground. The ease with which he handled you sends a shiver down your spine, and you can't help but feel aroused. With one hand, he effortlessly pushes you onto the bed, while using the other to restrain your hands. Your back is turned to him, and you can feel your pants sliding down your hips. “Are you done being a slut or should I teach you to stop teasing me?” he says in a harsh tone, delivering a firm slap to your ass and keeping your hands clasped behind your back.

"Well, I guess I'll have to show you how it feels," he whispers, moving your panties aside to expose your dripping pussy. "Damn, you really wanted this, didn't you? You're so fucking wet." He removes one glove with his teeth, then uses his fingertips to touch your folds. "Stay still, baby. You wouldn't want me to stop, would you?" He teases your opening with just the tip of his finger, making you whimper. As his rough fingers rub against your wet pussy, you instinctively spread your legs, fully exposing yourself to him “Good girl, that’s it”.

"You can't even contain yourself, what's the matter? Are you done being a brat?” A sharp slap lands on your sensitive area, causing you to gasp. "P-Please.. sir," you manage to say, attempting to resist his touch, but he quickly asserts his dominance. "Do as I say and don't anger me," he whispers, before turning you around to see your tear-streaked face filled with pleasure. "Should I taste this pussy?" he growls, delivering another slap. "You don't deserve it." With pleading eyes, you silently beg him, feeling the ache in your intimate parts against his wet fingers. He was just slowly tracing his fingers on your cunt, unbothered by any sound you were making.

“Look at this mess." He kneels at the edge of the bed, using his hands to keep your legs open, then lifts his mask and presses his lips against your swollen, throbbing clit. Moans fill the room as König sucks on your sensitive spot, flicking his tongue back and forth. He sucks with intensity, swirling his tongue around and then plunging it inside you. "So good, keep those legs spread wide," he commands, teasing your entrance with his tongue, slowly licking your folds until it becomes almost unbearable.

“Faster... faster," you moan, urging him on as you grind your hips against his face. "I told you to stay still, how many times do I have to say it?" He growls, devouring your pussy like it's his last meal. Your wetness drips down his chin as he uses his fingers to hold you open and taste you, spitting on it.

You can't hold back any longer, your breath hitching and your hands gripping the sheets. You feel your orgasm building as his tongue goes deeper, fucking you with it and driving you wild. "König, I'm about to..." And then he walks away. You gasp, frustrated, clenching your thighs together in denial. But he insists on keeping them open. "You're not coming today, got it?" He weakly strokes your clit with his fingers, tracing circles over it. A laugh escapes his lips as he cups your sensitive spot, giving it a little squeeze. "Look at you, so whipped. Did you want to cum, mein Liebling? Bad girls don't cum."

He stands up, slowly unbuckling his belt. "If you want me to fuck you, you have to earn it. Get on your fucking knees and suck my cock."