#those small little hips 🤤

[theangiediary]

I want to challenge Jared to the splits in a photo op 😂 I feel like they wouldn't let me but I want to see what he can do 😋

Tbh I feel like he'd get 30% of the way down before his handler'd step in "woah woah woah"

jensen, from the other side, "man what the hell"

Poor cliff 😔

[buckgasms]

Sorry I'm not done thinking about Trailer!Bucky

Hope that's ok 🥹

- Becauuuuuuse

- It's because it's so hot there, so like you're always gonna be in something skimpy, and he's always gonna be shirtless or at least got his arms out.

- So you're both just like tempting each other beyond belief.

- And then when you're in the trailer everything's small and smooshed together so there's no real chance for personal space. So you're legs with touch, or he'll squeeze past you impossibly close and wrap his huge hands around your hips as he goes.

- It's outrageous.

- And like imagining hanging your washing out one day and it's all panties and bras and you suddenly feel all embarrassed and hot when you know he's seen them???

- But he feels pretty hot about it too lol. Like does he steal a pair off the line and use them to jerk off???

- Imma say yeah.

🌡️

- And just. The nights sitting out with him as the air gets cooler.

- I mean fuck it.

- Sat on his lap right because who doesn't wanna sit there? Your soft bare thighs pressed in his denim clad ones. He likes jiggling his leg because it makes you jiggle all over.

- His fingers trace along your arms, brush your hair away from your face and occasionally squeeze at your thighs and ass.

- And you get to skim your fingers across his chest, playing with his chain or his rings on his fingers.

- Urgh and imagine what his stubble feels like. So scrubbly and delicious 🤤

- And obviously you're gonna start kissing at some point.

- Again the beard. But mixed with his soft lips and perfect kisses.

- I'm just dead.

- He's going to be such a Dom (because I am a sluuuuut for that)

- But like a soft cuddly Dom who is just obsessed with you.

- Like when he kisses he grips your face in his hands like you are going to disappear on him and he won't let that happen. He loves when you whimper and whine as you kiss. Just makes him even more crazy.

🌡️

- But what makes it trailer park Bucky?

- I think the sexy times are a bit sloppy yknow? He likes it messy and sweaty. He wants to have you quivering, covered in come and sweat and tears and spit.

- But it's so fucking good that you actually don't care.

- Like every evening his mission is accomplished. You are all of those things and more.

- And the talk is going to be on another level.

- I think petnames because I am a slut for petnames

- "Babygirl" "Honey" "Good girl" "Sweetie"

- but also

- "dirty girl" "my little slut" "pretty whore"

- I mean he'll call you anything that makes you flutter or giggle depending on the situation.

- Take it baby. Take all of me honey.

- Look what a mess you are. So fucking pretty.

- You like it when I use you huh? Like being a little slut for me?

- Yknow everyone can hear right? Know they're hearing you cry for my dick baby?

🌡️

Ok id better stop but omg I want hiiiim

[suskz]

bro I'm the biggest nerd emoji I've ever met so I loved what you wrote w chan and nerd!reader... do you think you could do it w changbin my bias??? I need his muscles pinning me down to the bed i swear... ty your writing is so yummy and perfect food 🤤

My little lucky charm

pairing: Jock!Changbin x Nerd!fem!Reader

t/w: smut ; piv sex ; unprotected sex (don’t do that kids) ; coming untouched ; size kink ; submissive reader ; a lil’ bit of dirty talk ; use of pet names (baby, bunny).

w/c: 1.9k

a/n: decided to combine those two together. Hope you like it! ^^

It’s only when he stands in front of you that you notice his presence in the house. You didn’t hear him come in, with the volume of your headphones turned up.

You startle a bit but quickly dismiss the surprise, returning your gaze to the TV screen.

“Hi baby,” you pout your lips seeking a kiss which he doesn’t refuse. You take one side of the headphones off, “Sorry I’m not looking at you, can you wait til I finish this game?”

“It’s okay, baby.” he reassures you, settling down behind you on the couch, placing you between his legs.

“How was practice?”

“As usual, but the coach took it a bit easier on us this time.”

“Oh, that’s fortunate!”

It’s not fortunate, it’s just practice before a match. And you should remember what usually comes before one of his matches, and he would like to remind you, but he’d feel selfish interrupting you, so he just sits quietly.

—

He moves his eyes from the phone to you when you curse once again at the video game. He looks at you for a few seconds and then glances at the clock.

He silently complains about how quickly time is passing and goes back to watching the video on his phone. He doesn't want to disturb you; he knows how important it is for you to win that battle in the video game and he doesn't want to interrupt your gaming night. But you're taking a really long time.

And he knows how long these gaming nights of yours can be. He doesn't want to go to sleep after 2 a.m.; he needs to be awake tomorrow.

He turns off his phone and sets it down next to him. He can't talk to you because you're wearing headphones and wouldn't hear him, so he places his hands on your hips and you jump slightly between his legs at the sudden contact.

"You scared me, babe." You chuckle and move the side of the headset without the microphone away from your ear. "Felix, Felix, you've got it, you've got it!" You almost shout to your friend on the microphone, but then a sigh escapes your lips as you feel your boyfriend's lips gently kissing the back of your neck. But not innocently. The kisses are wet and long, sometimes lightly sucking the skin.

And you start to grasp the situation.

"Fuck! I'm about to die!"

"Get to safety! I'm coming to help!" Felix says from the other end as his character runs toward yours.

"What are you trying to do?" You whisper to Changbin as you wait, turning your head to look at him.

"I know you know." He responds in a slightly pouty voice.

And it's at this moment that you remember. He has an important match tomorrow.

That’s why at the end of the game —naturally won— you say goodbye to your friend, ready to log off from the game.

“Go fuck your man.” He responds and your cheeks flush violently. “And tell him I said hi! Bye, Y/nnie!” He says, and before you can say anything, he exits the game.

“Why are you so red?” Changbin innocently asks you, and fuck, how much you just want to smash your lips against his to wipe that childlike expression off his face.

You don’t need to though, because he’s the first to unite your lips in a needy kiss. His tongue requests access to your mouth and you immediately part them to let him in.

It’s between heavy breaths, steady hands on hips and in hair that you stop, but only to undress.

And he doesn’t know if it’s from that time when you playfully measured arms with the other guys and he saw how small yours is compared to his, or from those comments you make about the size of his muscles compared to your body, or because right now your body seems to shrink when the loose clothing you were wearing is removed from it.

But what he does know is that his cock twitches at the sight.

You glance down to where it rests on your thigh, already half-hard, and smirk, a light blush covering your cheeks, “What was that for?”

His cheeks flush and he can’t bring himself to tell you, “You’re sexy.” He says instead, caressing your thighs with both hands, tracing your stretch marks with his fingertips. It’s not a lie though, you really are sexy.

But you know what it’s really for. You’ve noticed it for a while now, seeing it in the way his eyes fixate on you so intensely every time he lifts you up, emphasizing how small you seem in his strong arms, and in how every time he craves to have your hands on his chest, making them seem so small and his chest even bigger, and in how he squeezes his legs together every time you point it out.

You get up but only to sit on his lap. His hands don’t stop caressing you, reaching up to your ass, while your faces are so close they almost touch —your lips almost brushing.

“You’ll have to give me a good luck wish for tomorrow.” He smiles against your lips.

“Good luck.” You say cheekily.

“You are my luck.” He captures your lips again with his.

That’s right. It has become a habit; every night before a game he has sex with you, and every time the day after the game ends well. It has become a kind of good luck charm.

When he feels you shift, he interrupts the kiss. You sit on his lap now with your legs in front of you, knees bent upward with your pussy on display, placing a hand on his leg behind you to try to balance yourself.

You take his hard cock in your hand, watching the muscles of his abdomen tense and immediately relax, and you move it so it can hit your pussy, its tip right on your clit, eliciting a slight moan from both of you.

You slide it up and down, moving your hips, “Your cock is so thick, always stretches me so well.” You guide its tip to your entrance and tease him by moving it in and out a couple of times.

He groans, “Come on, put it in.” His breath is shaky and muscles tense, waiting for you to do something.

And there’s no need to be told twice. You let him in just like this, in this position, keeping your legs wide open so he can see clearly how he’s being sucked into your wet hole.

And he practically throbs with his eyes fixed on that spot as he feels the tight stretch his cock makes in your cunt.

“Mhh, tight pussy.”

And you move like that, legs spread wide, grinding on his lap, moving back and forth.

“Think you can take more?” He looks up at you. Yes, you can, but it’s always fun to play a bit.

“Yeah, but- you’re so big, you know how it ends.” you pout as you say the last words.

“I know you can do it, you’re my good girl.” He encourages you, “My pretty princess can do everything, can’t she?”

And he knows how it will end, you both know it, that’s why he talks to you like that. It doesn’t take long, in fact, before your legs start trembling and you feel a burning sensation spreading through them from the effort. It’s difficult to ride him with his thick thighs between your legs, forcing you to spread them so far.

Your pace falters and a frustrated huff leaves your lips. Changbin’s eyes settle on your face and he smiles.

“Aw bunny, everything okay?” He asks you, feigning concern, stroking your side where his hand was gripping tightly just a moment ago.

And you know he’s just pretending, because you know well how much he gets off on watching you struggle like this to take him.

A whimper escapes your lips.

“Aw, is it too big for you to take?” He fake pouts, not expecting an actual response from you. “Want me to help you, baby?” You quickly nod at his words.

And he doesn’t need to be told twice. His arms rest on your back and he reverses your positions without pulling out.

“Let me take care of you now, I’ll make you feel real good.”

And he does, so much so that your nails are now digging into the flesh of his biceps as he pounds into you, seeking the perfect angle to hit your most sensitive spot and make you come untouched on his cock.

You’ve told him so many times that these nights are for him, not for you, and that the focus should be on him, but he still wants to do his best for you to make you feel as good as possible.

His hands grab your arms, detaching them from his muscles and holding them steady from the wrists at the sides of your head.

“I know you really love my muscles,” he grins proudly, “And you love when I use them to hold you down like this, don’t you?”

You do, you both enjoy it. He loves seeing you so helpless beneath him, moans and gasps the only things you can manage to utter. And you love knowing you can’t do anything to free yourself because he’s too strong for you, and that you are completely at his mercy, for him to do whatever he wants with you.

“Bin, deeper, please,” you plead, “Spread me w-wider, however you want, I wan-wanna take all of you, want- to make you feel good.”

He groans at your words, at how desperately you want him to do whatever he pleases with you, “You’re too good to me, bunny.”

His arms move so that they end up under your knees, and his hands return to hold yours steady just as they were before.

It’s obscene. Almost humiliating for you, the way you completely surrender to him and how easily he has control over your body.

A lewd moan escapes his lips, finding himself balls-deep inside you.

“Bin, keep going, please don’t stop.”

“Are you- are you going to come?” He asks, and he’s close, you can clearly tell from his tense tone.

“I’m- I’m almost there.” You want to use a hand to reach between your bodies and touch yourself, to give yourself that last push to climax, but you remember you’re restrained when you try to move it. “B-Binnie, please, can you let go? I need-” your words are interrupted by a surprised moan as his hips give a sudden, stronger thrust.

“No, you don’t,” he asserts, “I can make you come like this too, I-I want to make you come like this.”

He’s done it before and knows how to do it, it’s just challenging, especially with how close he is now.

But oh, he manages it and does it really well.

Your body trembles as he rides you through your high and follows shortly after, pulling out of you and vigorously stroking himself, painting your cunt with white ropes.

Only a few minutes later, you’re lying in bed, cuddled together under the warm covers, his arms wrapped around your body.

“After this, I’m sure we’ll win tomorrow.” He says confidently.

“A good night of sex is just what gets you pumped, huh?” You laugh teasingly.

“Actually, it’s you who gets me pumped,” a smirk forms on his lips at your sweet laughter, “You’re my little lucky charm.”

[strongheartneteyam]

Bright baby blue, falling into you.

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader 

CW: dominant neteyam, size kink, established relationship, sub reader, lots of dirty talk, slight choking, exophilia, mentions of sexual fluids, rough sex, possessive neteyam, p in v, territorial neteyam, use of "babygirl"

So… out of nowhere last night this idea popped up in my head and I knew I HAD to write it down to pamper you guys 🤌🏻💖 lmao also goddamn who am I kidding it was SO self indulgent too 🤤 damn, I need Neteyam's big alien cock inside me rn 🥺 anyways, enjoy, my loves 😂😘

na'vi words: tawtute (human), syulang (flower), yawnetu (loved one)

Slightly proofread.

♡

"Teyam, you're so big" You whimpered, face flustered and eyebrows furrowed, as you looked down at your boyfriend's big, thick alien cock going in and out of your pussy "Look at your girth"

"Yeah, tawtute?" Neteyam chuckled slightly, his breath heavy as the pleasure he felt whenever he was inside of your tiny warm walls took over him "You like the way I spread your pussy lips so well with my cock? Damn, baby girl. These pretty puffy lips drive me wild, you know that?" Neteyam groaned, talking about the state of your pussy after being fucked by him for a full hour now. It was indeed puffy and all reddish.

You moaned as you felt his thickness filling you up, stretching your walls, leaving no empty room inside of you. The sound of your soaked pussy getting pounded roughly by his huge cock echoed inside the hut you both lived in, getting mixed with the sounds of the Pandoran animals outside. Those lewd sounds that your bodies were making were getting you even wetter and you felt your pussy getting hotter as he drove you insane with his hard thrusts.

"Who does this tiny pussy belong to? Say it!" He demands through gritted teeth as he wraps his huge blue hand around your fragile neck and grips it slightly.

"To you, Teyam!"

"And who am I?" He responds

"My mate! You're my mate." You cry out.

"That's right, syulang. I'm your mate and this tight little pussy belongs to me only." He let out a heavy grunt as he slammed his hips, so fucking wide compared to yours, against your small ones. The large tip of his cock bruised your womb, making you feel a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure. You were just so damn close, there was a pool of boiling desire on your lower belly, a tight knot that just kept getting tighter and tighter, making you squirm under his broad body.

"Look at my cock all glistening with your sweet juices, yawnetu." You looked down only to see his huge blue cock all wet, shining with the mix of your juices and his own, as he pridefully pushed it in and out of you, slowly, just so you could see what he was talking about.

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@yeosxxx  

[be3per]

hands on my waist 🙏

gojo satoru x gn!reader

(relationship headcannons)

includes: kissing, worshipping, compliments, nicknames, teasing, spicy scene heh heh 😁

note: im not sure if someone already posted smt like this (probably) but i was js tempted to write smt of my own 😍 hope you still like it!!! <33

enjoy! 💞

just thinking…. gojo’s hands. 🤤🤤🤤

they must be really veiny, considering the fact that he uses his hands a lot. for many reasons.

i know for a fact that if you’re his partner, that guy will be touching you. doesn’t matter where or when, his hands are on you.

i feel like he loves physical touch, constantly hugging you from behind or when you’re talking to the higher ups, pissing them off by snaking his arms around your waist and sliding his hand up your shirt to feel your warm skin against his palm.

when he buys clothes for you, he wants to feel your body, admiring your curves. i feel like if you asked him how you looked in an outfit you were unsure of, he would kiss all over your body and his hands would wander all over before telling you his answer that is true and always is,

“you look more beautiful every time i see you, angel.”

when you’re wearing his oversized shirts and only wearing your underwear underneath makes him feral. when you’re cuddling on the couch or the bed, he’ll slide his hands up your shirt or down your underwear just to feel your skin. he loves squishing and pinching your sides just to tease you while placing butterfly kisses down your neck, shoulders or jaw while muttering small ‘i love you’s.

clingy. like i mentioned, he won’t have his hands off you for a minute. when you tell him to, if you’re busy doing something, he’ll whine and beg. when you don’t give him a reaction he pouts and stands still for a moment before he can’t hold back, picking you up and hugging you to his chest, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“sorry. you looked too cute.” he would say.

when wearing lingerie, he would rip them off instantly just to have you in bed the next minute. he would be kissing and biting all over your skin, hands a bit more shaky than usual.

“yes babe, i know i bought you those.”

“come on! i’ll buy you more. just give me what i need.”

he loves when you bounce on his cock, his hands roughly gripping your hips or your waist, squeezing your skin and rubbing shapes with his thumb as he stares at you, mesmerized.

“fuck yeah, just like that pretty. uh huh, you’re— ah— doing so good.”

“mm mm, not done. just a little more, yeah? you look so fucking good on top of me.”

“you’re close..? alright.. when my cum starts leaking out of your pretty hole, don’t be alarmed if my dick starts rising again.”

“my baby needs to hold my hand? give it to me, love. you know i love blowing your back out with some leverage.”

this man loves to choke you (with consent). whether he randomly gets the urge or if he gets the idea while pounding into you, when you agree, his hand is already eagerly wrapping around your pretty throat. he loves flexing his veins, seeing how it compliments seeing your face flush after he applies light pressure on the side of your neck.

“mm.. i guess i wont need to buy you a new necklace if my hand looks just as pretty on you, yeah?” (you know fully well he still will buy you a new necklace. possibly with his name on it.)

in softer moments, he loves when you brush or style his hair. his loves feeling your fingers lightly scratch his scalp, soft groans coming out his lips.

for someone that loves to feel you, he loves it when he receives it back. — <( ^_^ )>

[arminsumi]

could i request softdom!armin x shy!reader nsfw? reader is shy to the point she can’t even speak about fornication without blushing furiously, so how could she express her need for her sweet bf’s touch? 🙈

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

𝐒𝐡𝐲

A/N: ahhh srry to take sooo long on this request but i hope u enjoy it thoroughly mwaaa!! 🤤💗

Wc ≈ 1.5k

Pairing: ARMIN Arlert x f.reader

Summary: Armin showing you it's alright to be needy for his touch 🥰

Warnings; 🔞 mdni, smut, lowercase used, semi-clothed sex, soft dom/sub dynamic, dirty talk, pns (baby, good girl, angel), condom used, fingering

“Angel, it’s totally natural; no need to be shy. Come here.” Armin murmured at you.

You timidly pawed over to him on his bed as he beckoned you, sitting there cross legged; his prettiness made it even harder for you to approach him even though his eyes were so tenderly welcoming.

“Sit on my lap.” He commanded gently, patting his thighs, “Promise I don’t bite.” He chuckled softly when you gave him a hesitant look.

It takes a lot of inner strength to straddle his lap. “Get comfy – c’mon, sit, sit.” He encouraged, his soft hands coming to guide you into a comfier position.

Min soothingly pecked under your ear on your neck. Your response was to cutely scrunch up your shoulders and give him a very, very shy look that absolutely melted his heart.

“You’re so cute, baby.” He said, letting his hand rest teasingly on your upper thigh. He gently squeezed. “You don’t need to hold back. Tell me what you want.”

You made a humming noise, “Well…” you began slowly, avoiding eye contact. Armin brought his other hand to the back of your neck, holding it with a loving touch, stroking his thumb back and forth to soothe your nerves.

“Just blurt it out.” He said, “I wanna hear it.”

“I wanna… ummm… ‘wanna have… sex… with you.” You said. Even uttering the word ‘sex’ was difficult. It felt so dirty.

Armin’s lips spread into the cutest, naughtiest smile that you’ve ever seen him bear. It made you shrivel up even more. Your heart panged.

“Yeah?” he feathered sultrily.

You subtly nodded. “I-if that’s okay?”

“Of course it is, baby.” He assured, holding back his overwhelming excitement. “Want me to guide you through it?”

He started running his soft hands over the curve of your hips, his fingertips grazed under the hem of your shirt.

You nodded.

“Use your words.” He encouraged gently, eager to hear you tell him more of what you wanted.

“Yes, please… ‘want you to be in control.” You told him.

He looked tenderly at you for a moment, then pressed a kiss to your lips. It was one of those kisses – the type that sparked your dirty fantasies in the first place. He started kissing you like that just a few months ago.

It felt like each kiss got slower and slower, more and more sensual. It got you hot between your thighs, subtly squirming on his warm lap. He was attentive to all your tiny movements; nothing slipped past him.

“Baby, keep squirming on my lap like that. ‘Feels good.” He murmured.

“Like this?”

“Mhm. Do it harder – yeahhh like that.” He moaned.

You let out a small whimper when you felt the outline of his cock through his jeans. A whimper so quiet that he almost missed it.

“You like that feeling, huh?” he asked. You nodded, hiding your face in his chest.

That was a common thing you did, he noticed it especially when his hands went between your thighs and massaged around.

“So sweet… need me to touch you here? Uh-huh, I can feel how wet you are. No no, don’t be embarrassed. It’s totally normal – fuck, yeah, squirm like that against my lap again. Keep going. Feels so fucking good – aww don’t hie your face haha.”

His hand came to stroke your cheek, the other working back and forth motions against your clothed pussy. “Want me to put my fingers in you? Yeah?”

You nodded, feeling a little more relaxed after his teasing touches. Something about his hands really turned you on – they were so pretty, so smooth and nimble. You always watched him buttoning up his shirts with a naughty glint in your eyes.

Your heartrate spiked when his hands slipped under your panties.

“Mmm!” you whimpered into his shirt when he toyed his fingertips at the entrance of your hole.

“Good girl. Just relax – oh my, haha… you really sucked my fingers right in, huh? Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to tease.”

Just the action of clenching and unclenching around his middle finger felt so dirty, you completely concealed your face in the crook of his neck. Your hands gripped at his shirt, body hugging tight to his toned chest.

“Does that feel good? Yeah? Feels good when I pump in and out like that?” he asked in a lowered tone, “How about two? Mhm, feels better with two doesn’t it?”

Two fingers, for some reason, made you approach your high really fast. “Feels too good…” you mumbled erotically.

“Wanna cum for me, baby?” he asked, pressing his fingertips against your sweet spot and massaging it in circular motions before returning to pumping his fingers in and out, going faster and faster, relishing in the way you moaned for him.

“Don’t hold back; let yourself feel it. Mmm there we go – oh fuck, I can feel it. Such a good girl.” He almost moaned when he felt you gush and clench around him. He worked his fingers inside you and thumbed at your clit until his hand cramped up.

Watching you subtly shake on his lap and hearing you whimper his name into his shirt made it so hard for him to keep his dick in his pants. He really needed to feel you. He’d thought about it for so long.

“Wanna keep going?” he asked you hopefully after you calmed down from your high. You withdrew your hot face from his neck and nodded.

“Yeah… ‘wanna see if I can take you.” You muttered lustfully. He was surprised at your choice of words, they were so much more dirty than what you’d usually have the courage to say.

“M’kay, baby, lay back and spread those legs for me.”

You did what he said, and he bounced over to his dresser and fished out a strip of condoms hidden in between his clothes. After fumbling with the wrapper between his wet fingers, he just used his teeth to tear the packet open – completely unaware of how you stared and watched like it was the hottest thing a man has ever done in front of you. He was such a sweet boyfriend, really, but sometimes he was so sexy that you couldn’t believe he was the same person.

“Hey,” he gently crawled back onto the bed and tapped his palm against your thigh. “open ‘em wider for me. Uh-huh, wider, like this…” he pushed your legs open wider with his own hands.

“Gonna keep your panties on?” he asked almost teasingly, he chuckled when you nodded shyly. “Alright, whatever makes you feel comfortable, baby. But you’re gonna need a new pair after I’m through with you – haha, sorry, don’t hide your face!”

He pressed a kiss to your lips, making you smile. “I’m so sorry that I’m so shy.” You mumbled.

“I don’t mind it at all. Actually, I like it.” He admitted, hands coming down between your thighs to toy with your plush pussy through the fabric of your panties.

He pushed them aside, and smoothly pulled down the waistband of his sweatpants. Your eyes widened when you watched his cock smack against his abdomen.

“Don’t worry, it’ll fit just fine. I stretched you out good on my fingers, baby. Now relax, yeah? Gonna fuck you nice and slow. You tell me what you don’t like, and tell me what you want more of… if you want it harder… slower… deeper… mhm, c’mere and give me a kiss.” He muttered against your mouth, slipping his tongue in when you parted your lips for him. It felt buttery soft.

He squeezed int the condom and pressed his hot cockhead against your entrance, sliding it up and down your slit. The second you felt him splitting you open, you covered your face.

“Oh, you’re so fucking cute…” he moaned, melting at the sensation of your pussy hugging his sensitive cock. He sunk himself inside as slowly as he could just to see your reaction to every inch. “Not too big, yeah? Good, good. ‘Might be a bit much to take all of it. Mmm, no, trust me, it’s kinda – uhhh, fuck you’re tight!” he suddenly hissed, “Ah, no, that’s a good thing, don’t worry.”

He seethed while trying to pump himself in and out. Each time he pulled back, it felt like your pussy wanted to suck him right back in. “Can feel you clinging to me… ah, fuck, listen to that.. sounds so fucking dirty…” he muttered under his breath.

“Min!” you squealed, grabbing his arms for support.

He looked into your eyes caringly, “Yeah baby?”

“Feels so good – don’t stop.”

His lips curled into a smirk.

“I won’t baby. ‘Gonna show you how good it feels to cum with someone else.”

[tired-teacher-blog]

Your game or mine

Characters : Shigaraki Tomura/ Fem reader

Warnings and Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ Breast Play (reader is having fun with Shiggy's tiddies)/ Dry Humping/ Mating Press/ Cream Pie/ Squirting/ A Hint Of Fluff/ One Shot

Notes : This is your fault @fictionfordays 🤤

Banner by @/cafekitsune

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

_ "Cut it out already, can't you see I'm a little busy at the moment?" and he wasn't even looking up from his phone as he groaned his displeasure with your advances.

_ "But I'm bored! And you've been playing that stupid game for hours now." your whines were falling on deaf ears as he ignored you completely to get back to the mission ahead.

You sat up, crossing your arms over your chest and pouting in disapproval, how could he possibly focus on anything else after you've put in the effort to look irresistible to him? Was he truly unaware of your intentions? Even after crawling on top of him in a new sexy lingerie set that hugged your luscious body perfectly? Or did the phone glued to his face absorb the last few brain cells he had left?

No matter the reason, you've never been one to give in easily, and so..

_ "Alright do as you wish sweetheart, play your game, and I'll play mine." the smirk lacing your words was invisible to him, and the mindless "uh-huh" spilling from his lips, proved that he wasn't even listening.

You studied his sprawled out frame once more; comfortably sinking into the plush mattress underneath himself while crumpling the soft bedsheets with each little move he made.

Your eyes lingered on his bare flexing pecs, pale skin covering the protruding muscles beneath, and pink perky nipples begging to be touched.

You bit back a threatening moan as your gaze traveled down to his yet meek bulge, knowing all too well that one small caress would be enough to bring it to life.

However, he was clearly playing hard to get, so why not see how long he could resist?

You positioned yourself on his soft cock, neglecting the flimsy fabric of both undergarments separating you, and relishing the sudden flinch escaping him when you slowly rolled your hips.

_ "Y.. you're going to make me lose." his resolve was clearly faltering against your approaches, but his eyes were still fixed on the video game ahead.

_ "Oh I'm sorry love, I'll be more careful." you feigned innocence as soft giggles escaped your throat, placing your palms flat on his firm abdomen and trailing them up until you reached his chiseled bust.

You licked your lips and clutched onto the bulging muscles, giving him one teasing squeeze before relaxing your hold again.

Nothing yet, except for a suspicious tremble appearing under your fingertips. It was undeniably working.

You ran a finger along the deep valley of his chest, rolling your hips slowly on his awakening cock and smirking victoriously as he failed to conceal a frustrated groan.

_ "If I lose.. damnit.. I'll make you pay." he hissed gloomily, fingers still tapping away on his phone's screen while his body was getting more and more restless underneath you.

Any other person would be terrified hearing the symbol of fear rasping those words, but not you.

_ "We'll see about that Tenko." yes, definitely not you.

Your hands groped his godly breasts once more, kneading his flesh greedily before leaning in to lick a perfect stripe leading to his quivering throat where you sucked a bright mark.

_ "Fuck.." the word vibrated under your lips as it left him, and you were uncertain if it was due to your actions or the mobile game he was invested in. Regardless, you were having loads of fun on your own.

Your wet kisses traveled downward to join your hands and cover every inch of delicious skin encountered, you were eager –starved even– as your warm tongue sneaked out to flick on his cherry blossom pink teats.

Your hips moved a little faster on top of him, and your giggles resonated across the dimly lit room when he shallowly met your thrusts.

_ "Seems like I'm winning." you slurred between soft nibbles on his plumpness, peering under your lashes to witness the whitening knuckles as he gripped the device tighter.

He was fully erect by then, you could tell –you can always tell– and it was only a matter of moments for him to drop the pathetic charade and give you the attention you so much craved.

Your warm greedy maw engulfed one of his nipples, sucking on the hard nub like a thirsty little kitten while your fingers played with the other; flicking, pinching, ranking your nails over the prickled skin until he no longer could keep his aloofness.

You weren't done though, disregarding the hand leaving his phone to grip your hair as you switched your teasing mouth to the other teat. But all of a sudden, an alarming sound flared up to replace the rhythmic tunes of the game and announce your man's failed mission to clear the level..

_ "Alright, that's it!" was all he snarled out before placing the gadget onto the bedside table and grabbing your hips roughly to roll you on your back and hover over your stunned frame.

You blinked in pure confusion, striving to wrap your head around the swift change of your positions as his looming figure sent shivers down your spine.

_ "I warned you didn't I?" he did, and it was time for you to receive a proper punishment.

He gripped the back of your knees and spread your legs apart, his crimson irises blazed with fervent emotions that you could not pinpoint, while yours shamelessly ogled the conspicuous damp spot on his boxer briefs, wondering if it was your creation or his, and maybe –just maybe– it was a little bit of both.

You gripped the rumpled bedsheets and braced yourself for what was coming as he hastily tucked your legs up and pressed them to your reddening ears, "that's better.." he chuckled darkly before lowering his underwear just enough for his rock hard shaft to spring back against his abdomen, a heavenly sight that forced your cunt to squeeze around nothing.

Your longing for him was clear as day, and his gleaming eyes held an intense desire as he glanced at you once more while pushing your panties to the side, before smearing the leaking head over your sensitive folds and finally easing himself into your welcoming heat.

Your eyes rolled back in absolute ecstasy, and his name left your lips in a broken murmur as he stretched you perfectly around him.

He gave you no chance to adjust, retrieving his length until only the tip was sheathed within you, before slamming his hips mercilessly against your own.

His pace was unforgiving from the get go, grazing your insides deliciously with every deep thrust he delivered.

_ "Eyes on me angel, show me that beautiful face of yours, come on." he demanded huskily, tightening his grip on your legs and pushing them further against your chest.

His strikes were deeper and harsher from that position, filling your senses with a pleasurable pain you so much adored.

You weren't going to last much longer and neither was he, your earlier teasing and playful behavior had lead you both closer to a certain release, "Tenko, don't stop!" and he didn't, pounding even harder into your core while chanting your name like a mantra.

Your heart hammered in your chest and a thrilling heat pooled in the pit of your belly as he pushed you roughly into the mattress, his bruising clutches and erratic hips announcing his own imminent orgasm.

_ "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Tenko please!" you tensed up beneath him as you mewled a warning, bracing yourself for the inevitable shockwaves of pleasure that washed over you only a moment afterwards, and whimpering unintelligibly as you spasmed violently and gushed all over yourself and him, soaking the two of you in a clear warm spurt before going limp underneath his persistent thrusts.

_ "Amazing.." his eyes traveled between your spent body and the mess between yourselves, clenching his jaw and panting breathlessly while the obscene sloshing noises intensified as he ground on you, "fuck! I'm cumming too!"

You shakily grabbed on to his veiny arms and dug your nails into his pale skin, wordlessly pleading with him not to pull out before spilling every last drop inside of you, and thanking the heavens when he ultimately understood.

_ "I got it beautiful.. fuck.. I got it." a strained smirk appeared on his lips as he replied, sinking into your slippery cunt and kissing your cervix with every brutal snap of his hips, once.. twice.. thrice.. and then a final lunge before exuding his thick pearly load and coating your clenching gummy walls.

He finally pulled out of you, placing your tingly legs onto the stained bedsheets, and collapsing on top of you with a satisfied heave leaving his chest.

_ "We made a mess Tenko." your tired laughter stabbed at every fiber of your pained figure, but you were blissed out; being entangled with him while sharing a few joyful instances, forgetting everything outside of your room and pretending to be in a typical relationship with a typical man— even for a little while.. it was your own paradise.

_ "This was courtesy of you angel, and we'll have to do that again soon." a soft chuckle was lacing the muffled words tickling your shoulder, and a pair of eager lips trailed gentle kisses along your skin before nuzzling the curve of your neck.

Yes, your own paradise..

[l1tw1ck]

Adventurers have always been known far and wide as a group willing to do things no same person would do, including exploring an area known as the wilds, a dense forest that surrounded all the kingdoms in the area containing all matter of dangerous mythical beasts. Beyond that was a mountain range not even the bravest dared go near in fear of the dreaded dragons.

This however didn't stop lux, a war mage, from deciding to explore it anyway. After all, one could only imagine what riches could be hiding in those mountains.

After weeks of travel and either hiding from or defeating various monsters lux begins his ascent on the mountain, making good progress until sunset when he finds a cave, deciding to stay for the night.

The cave was deep and dark, with no end in sight from the entrance. Lux summoned a fireball to light his way, delving deeper and deeper into darkness until he stepped on something, and lighting the area a bit more revealed a massive wealth of gold, completely unguarded, or so it seemed.

Mere minutes after his discovery lux can feel something behind him, the eyes of a predator boring into the back of his skull, a deep growl echoing from something dangerous.

He can barely turn to look at the massive beast before the dragon pins him, readying a mouth full of lightning. Lux squeaks in terror, struggling in an attempt to escape as he attempts to use his magic which stops the dragon from killing him, at least for a moment. Instead the beast seems to smile, or at least the best it could as it lets out a pleased growl, sniffing at the little human before huffing.

What our little war mage wasn't expecting to happen next was the ripping of his armor, followed by the descent of two absolutely massive cocks covered in bumps and ridges. The cocks practically dropped on top of him, the precum sending small electric shocks on the areas they touched. And those were going to be inside him.

Once he was well and truly terrified, the dragon began to slowly push inside both holes, seemingly uncaring of how he could so easily break. He can't do anything but twitch once the cocks completely stuff him, as he's so full.

He can't help but cry out as it rocks its hips, spearing him on twin cocks over and over again until he can't help but clench around them, squirting through rough thrusts.

It feels like hours before the dragon shows any change in pace, although by that point lux is too out of it to notice, poth ends having produced a puddle of drool that he lies in. But the dragon doesn't seem to notice (or care) when it rams itself in one last time and released torrents of hot, sparking cum, both holes being pushed well past full.

Hours later upon regaining consciousness lux is surprised to see that despite his soreness there's a pair of arms wrapped around his waist as well as a scaly tail around his thighs. looks like he's in for a long long few weeks at the least.

I might do a part two do this at some point. It would just be a lot more plot and world building. Also, could I be 🪻annon pretty please?

delicious 🤤 🙏🏾

and yes u can

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

Tessa is just staring at Rhett's hands because she's just a little obsessed with his hands (who isn't let's be real) and Rhett's obsessed with her wearing his hands as a necklace 🤤

(Sorry saw that pic of Lewis's hands and couldn't help myself)

you're right and you should say it anon....enjoy almost 1k of hand kink friend

She never did it intentionally. Most of the time she didn’t even realize she was doing it until she was in the middle. Until she was looking away from him with a heat in her cheeks she couldn’t deny and a wetness between her legs that mostly left her feeling embarrassed. 

They were just hands. 

But, God, they were Rhett’s hands.

Palms wide, fingers long and thick, blonde hairs on his knuckles and the backs of his hands. Littered in scars and callouses from years upon years of hard work and fighting and bull riding. So really, it wasn’t Tessa’s fault when she got caught up staring at them.

Curled around the steering wheel of his truck. Wrapped around a beer bottle or the lip of a coffee mug. Resting in his lap with his fingers threaded.

It didn’t help that she knew what those hands were capable of. What strength they held. Those hands could hold him onto the back of a raging bull for over eight seconds. Those hands that won him more fights than he lost. Those hands could fix her car's fuel pump like it was nothing. 

Those hands that twined themselves around her hips and waist any chance they got. Those hands that entirely eclipsed her own when he held them. Those hands that, when dipped between her thighs, knew just where to touch. Just where to tease. Just where to press and when to make her see stars. Those hands that ghosted over her flesh to make her shudder. That held her breasts just right with those dexterous thumbs teasing over her nipples. Those fingers that taste like leather and tobacco when he puts them in her mouth. Those hands that caressed her and touched her like a thing divine. Those palms that gripped rough and hard after one of his rides — held her in place and molded her just how he liked.

“Sunshine. Tess? You there?” Rhett called, sudden and almost loud in her ears. 

Tessa looked up from where she had spaced out. Vision snapping back into focus. Rhett sitting there at the dining room table with his hands up by his finished plate, looking at her with furrowed brows and an amused smile.

“D’you say somethin’?” she asked. 

It came out more like a squeak. She knew she had been caught. Her face was probably beat red, and she really couldn’t ignore the desire that was growing within her. The dampness in her panties that only worsened when she tried to cross her legs. And Rhett knew her like no one else. She knew that he knew that something was up. Especially when he cocked a brow at her and sat back in his seat. 

He nodded his chin at her. “What were uh…What were ya thinkin’bout?”

“N-Nothin’,” she replied.

She got up from her seat quickly, probably too quickly, to start clearing away the dinner plates and get things cleaned up. And Rhett just watched her. Fingers threaded together with his forearms rested on his thighs. God they always looked so good like that. Tessa looked for a second too long as she scooped up his plate.

He let it slide, for the moment. Let her slink away to the kitchen and fill the sink up with sudsy water.

No, it wasn’t until she was elbow deep in spaghetti dishes that he made his move. 

She felt the heat of him first. That firm chest pressed against her back. His breath that still smelled of oregano and parmesan in her ear. However, she couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped her, floated into the open air against her will, when his palms came in contact with her jean clad hips. He smiled against the sensitive flesh of her neck as he pushed at first, then pulled her back into him.

It sent a jolt through her core that made her bite her lip.

Rhett kissed gently at the spot beneath her ear. “See somethin’ ya like, huh?”

“S’nothin’, bubs, honest,” she whispered back.

He tsked as he shook his head, dark hairs falling over his forehead as he skimmed those thin lips down her neck — to the juncture with her shoulder.

“Com’on, sunny baby, we talked’bout this,” he rumbled, one of those devilish, divine hands slipping beneath the hem of her shirt to tease at the soft flesh of her belly. “Gotta tell me wha’gets ya goin’.”

Tessa held out her resolve for as long as she could. Stopped up by embarrassment and pride. But then his hand was trailing up her abdomen, teasing at the bottom of her breast through her thin lace bralette, and she was putty in his hands. She knew he wouldn’t go any farther, and if she stayed silent long enough, he would pull away entirely. With some noise of discomfort and a laugh from Rhett, she pulled her hands out of the water and gripped the edge of the sink tight.

“S’embarrassin’,” she muttered, cheeks hot, still unable to just spit it out.

“S’okay,” he chuckled, nipped at her neck. “Think I already know what it is.”

“Y-You do?”

“Uh-huh.”

He pulled his face away from her neck. Confused, she didn’t know what he was doing. So she finally looked up from the fading suds. Just in time to catch in the darkened window, their reflections distorted but clear, Rhett’s hand rising to curl around her neck. He kept his grip light, but she could feel the presence there, the pressure and weight. It still made her choke, her chest suddenly heaving at the sight of that hand around her throat. Those thick fingers and hairy knuckles, that pale white scar between his forefinger and thumb. Without knowing it, her hips rolled back into him. Desperate for friction, desperate for release.

Rhett smirked as he caught her eye in the window reflection.

“Now don’t that make a pretty necklace?”

[unhingedthirst]

Yay! Ok, so i would love 76 from the smut prompts with walter. Maybe reader is like his new younger wife/gf or something. Thank you 💕

You got it babe ! This is so hot 🤤

“You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.”

Walt and his younger bimbo bratty GF

Walter white didn’t think he’d find love again this late in his life and especially not with someone so young. He wasn’t complaining in the slightest; you were almost everything that Skyler wasn’t. Soft, understanding and he didn’t feel the need to lie to you. Well not as much as he was/is lying to Skyler. You took every curveball he threw at you and it didn’t hurt that you were half his age and smoking hot.

He had charmed you easily and now had you wrapped around his finger. Doesn’t mean you didn’t try to push the limits to see what you could get away with. Walt was on the phone in his new apartment; you had stayed over and awoken to an empty bed. You walk into the living room and see your man talking to probably Pinkman. You slink over to him and place a hand on his shoulder, he acknowledges you with a smile and mouths ‘sorry’ to you. You shrug and wave him off with a smile.

You were patient for about half an hour and than you started getting antsy. You psychically start moving Walt’s thick arms so you could sit in his lap as he worked. You were pretty sure he was talking to Saul now. You could tell he was already irritated so sitting in his lap wasn’t exactly the smartest move. You start peppering kisses on his neck and places hands on his chest. He shot you a warning look and you just bat your lashes at him and just shift your hips experimentally and he covers a groan with a cough as he continues to talk on the phone.

He grabs your hip and holds you still. “Saul. Give me a second. I have to deal with something” he grumbles and Sets his cell down. “Sweetheart.” He warns and you tilt your head to the side in a coy fashion. You love pushing his buttons; you guys were pretty new so it was always an experiment of how much you could get away with. He laces his fingers in your hair and yank lightly with a small surprised moan escaping your lips. He watches you for a moment; you are clad in just panties and an old T-shirt for a band he thinks he saw Jesse wear one time. You looked so pretty like this; you were so pliant for him, so obedient. Well most of the time. When he thinks you will behave he picks up the phone again; you get up and he thinks it’s over. He straightens up in his chair thinking he’d won and then you sink down in front of him.

Before you could even go to touch him you were being yanked up by your wrist and dragged roughly into the other room. Walt was still on the phone at this point but covered the ear piece so Saul couldn’t hear. He yanks you by the hair against his surprisingly hard body; he growls in your ear his breathe warm on your neck “You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.” You lean your head back against his shoulder as he stares at you distracted, you grabbed the phone out of his hand and close it. Without missing a beat he pushes you against the counter, your panties on display now as your shirt rides up.

“You little fucking brat.” He says and you have a smirk painted on your face. This was all part of the game both of you played. You liked being the bratty younger girlfriend of a very smart but dark man. He took care of you though and could be very sweet. This was not one of those times though but you weren’t mad about it. He starts rubbing the soft sensitive skin of your inner thighs but ignoring your pussy which was basically throbbing at his point. You whine softly and you hear him chuckle obviously enjoying making you squirm. He roughly pulls your panties down and you can hear him pull out his cock; you try and shift to get a better look but he holds you down against the cold kitchen counter with one hand. He leans down to whisper something in your ear; bracing for it to be demeaning but instead you were met with “my pretty girl.” He says in a hushed tone and enters your tight pussy.

Walt was very well endowed so it was always a tight fit, he placed a comforting hand on the small of your back as he fills you completely. You whimper but he doesn’t care, he’s relentless with his hips slamming into you. It felt unlike anything you’ve ever felt. He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you against him as he continues to fill you up again and again. He watches as his cock disappears into your tight heat; he moans out freely. His thick hand wraps around your throat “you know what you do to me. Such a needy girl.” He growls and you nod “can’t even wait for me to finish working. You gotta be slutty huh?” He asks as he fucks you so hard your hip bones meeting the cold of the counter roughly. You knew he was gonna leave bruises and you relished in the feeling. All that came out of your mouth was wanton moans and whimpers, especially with his hand still wrapped around your throat. You loved letting him use your body like this; he pulls out removing his body from you completely. Before you could complain he helps you onto the counter and pulls you onto his cock again. You kissed each other for the first time since he started fucking you and you hold onto him as he starts rubbing your clit furiously and you whimper into his mouth and he starts talking again “I’m so close.. want to feel you cum around my cock you dirty fucking whore” you did as your much older boyfriend asked and squeezed around his cock. He kept pounding relentlessly as you milk his cock dry and he moans into your shoulder as he holds you close.

As he cleans you up and runs his hands over your now naked body he looks sheepish. You raise an eyebrow at him and he sighs “was calling you a dirty whore too much?” He asks and you snort out a laugh “it was a new one for sure.” You say and rub his shoulder lovingly “it was good. You were good” you whisper and place a gentle kiss on his cheek

[howdoyousleep3]

For prompt list!! <3

Bucky x female reader, “no panties, babygirl?”, spanking, bedroom 😵‍💫😵‍💫

Love u mama k!! <3

...and we're off and running! 🤤🤭

Notable Tags: Daddy Kink, Brat Taming, Light Dom/Sub, Manhandling, Dirty Talk, Groping, Biting Word Count: 800 words

"Should'a known. You only run your mouth when you got somethin' to hide, darlin'..."

Even though you've long lost your feisty energy, even though Bucky's broken you down over the course of an evening at a lengthy and, quite frankly, annoying gala, you're not done; there's always some fight left in you.

Bucky tells you it's one of the reasons he's obsessed with you.

"No, got nothing to...to hide."

"Oh, babygirl," Bucky coos hot against the nape of your neck, the noise contradictorily sweet to the harsh way he holds your wrists tightly together at the small of your back. "You know better. You're not about to get off on a technicality.”

You grit your teeth. So he does know.

“In fact, you're not about to get off at all."

Your pussy aches when she hears those words, clenches desperately around nothing, wet and willing just by the few stern touches Bucky’s given you since you arrived home. He dragged you straight to the bedroom, feet betraying you even as you hissed every step of the way.

That’s how you knew you were in for it. If he wanted to fuck you, he would have taken you right on the floor of the entryway of your apartment.

But now your cheek is being pressed into the wall of your shared bedroom, wrists locked together in the grip of Bucky’s metal fist. You’re sure he delights in rubbing his erection, cock hard like steel even behind his dark dress pants, against the curve of your ass.

Your ass that’s bare underneath the thin material of your dress.

"You think Daddy wouldn't find out?" he whispers into your ear, his opposite hand rubbing along your hip, down between your thighs. You gasp, noise ragged and sharp as he cups your mound, squeezing it in his mitt for a hand as if he owns your pussy. It almost hurts, the careless way he digs his fingers wherever they land, but it hurts so good.

He does own it, you hear a voice in your mind remind you, and you curl your lip in a silent growl.

His touch sends a primal feeling all throughout your being, fogs up your brain almost enough to send you spiraling out of your bratty haze and into a much sweeter one. He's not touching you to please you; he's touching you to show blatant ownership.

"Daddy," you give in with a little whimper, and Bucky's teeth sink into your shoulder when he purrs. You mewl, high and whiny, hips bucking up into his palm, and you can feel his smile grow on your skin.

"No panties, babygirl?"

You merely whine in response.

"That's a pretty bold choice, don't you think?"

This time when he touches you, his fingers do so with purpose. They find your clit with ease, rubbing at it with divine accuracy, the pressure making your eyes almost roll back into your head.

This time you have no response whatsoever for him.

"Could smell you all night, this hot little pussy," he whispers into your ear. "You do that on purpose to distract me? 'Cause I made you come to a gala? 'Cause Daddy made you do somethin' you didn't wanna do?"

Your vision blurs as your core tightens, Bucky's fingers slowly unwinding that ball of defiant anger that spent all night eating at you.

"There she is," he damn near groans into your neck when you let out another mewl, one that vaguely resembles Daddy. He groans again when he lets go of your wrists, hand sliding up to cup your tit through your dress, squeezing at it too.

"I'm feeling generous, so you decide," he starts, voice hypnotizing just as his fingers are. "We won't argue about whether or not you deserve a spanking because you do. That isn't up for negotiation."

Your bratty huff is disguised as a whimper.

"But you choose where you want Daddy to spank you. You want 'em on your ass...or this pussy?"

"Oh my god. Daddy...!"

"You choose," he reminds you again. "You choose where you wanna get spanked, but Daddy gets to choose what hole he gets to fuck. So you keep that in mind, babygirl."

For you, the choice is simple. You whine out your answer in the perfect pitch of baby talk that you know goes right to Daddy's dick, adding on a please to sweeten the deal, and Bucky's chuckle turns into a groan as he pulls you back from the wall.

"Alright, sweetheart. You know how Daddy likes to see you. On the bed."

When you go to pull at the thin straps of your dress to take it off, feet fumbling as you make your way to the bed, he stops you with a sharp noise.

"Daddy wants you to keep that on..."

[maybanksbabe]

Hi love! I need you to share your thoughts on pegging Sub!Rafe for the first time :))

Hey hey!! So this got me by the fuckin throat so let me give you my Itemised feelings about this 🤤🫠

Leading up to it, he's definitely asked for your fingers whilst you're blowing him I'm sorry but that's what happened in my mind

It gets him whimpering and begging in a matter of seconds

And then after a little while of this new addition, you ask him if he'd be willing to try letting you peg him with your strap

So when he agrees you make sure you've got everything you need; enough lube, new pillows to make him nice and comfy, a damp rag waiting on hand to clean him up after etc

When you get down to it, you can tell he's a little nervous, he wants to please you by being brave about it but you keep reassuring him that he can back out at any point and you won't be mad or disappointed

But once he's had a good, long foreplay session and is nice and ready, you want to be in missionary, so you can focus on his face and keep an eye on him, despite him asking for doggy first

That first moment when you've got his legs around your waist and you push the head of the strap in 🫢😵‍💫😵‍💫 he's so loud and unrestrained

His mouth is open, his eyes are screwed shut, he's breathing hard as you slowly but surely push your way in and stretch him out

He's got a tight grip on you, not wanting to let you go because he feels so good and so close already

"how d'you feel, pretty boy?" "So f-full..." - "think you're ready for me to move?" And he full on WHIMPERS when you do

It doesn't matter how long he lasts the first time you just focus on making him feel good and loved 🙃🙃

Each rock of your hips is punctuated by a small gasp or moan and when you get a little faster, boy has no control over the sounds coming out of his mouth

You're on top of him, one hand wrapped around his throat, the other holding one of his legs up so you're hitting that deep angle that has him CRYING AND BEGGING for more

He lasts maybe all of 5 minutes but when he cums, it's loud and hard and he's left twitching and tremblingfor a good few minutes after as you slow down and coax him through it

The noise he makes when you pull out - LAWD have merthy and then he's got those little hiccups from crying but he's thanking you over and over again as you clean him up and get him comfy, telling him he did so well and was such a good boy 😵‍💫🫢

[delopsia]

Oooo thotty thot.

Does reader ever just have an awful day and take control over both boys?

Also, does Bob like to get spanked sometimes too?

Absolutely 🤤 half of the time, the boys don't know what triggered this sudden switch up, but they've always been wonderful when it comes to falling in line. They're like a pair of puppies, clumsily bumping into each other, two pairs of big blue eyes peering at the Reader, waiting until they're told what to do.

It's so interesting. They're either immediately submitting to the Reader's will, or they're being brats. Rhett starts acting up, and it rubs off on Bobby. Slyly undermining control until they're brought back into line. But once they're in order, they're downright perfect at following orders 💕these boys love to make the Reader happy, and it shows in their enthusiasm.

Bobby does enjoy getting spanked! Maybe not to the same extent or frequency as Rhett does, but that cowboy is an extremist, to begin with.

It's a nice stress relief for Bob, forcing his mind to focus on the heavy hand striking his soft, reddened ass and nothing else. His favorite is when he gets to snuggle into someone's chest or the sheets, all heavy breaths and hitched moans. Reduced to a squirming mess, flushed cock trapped between his thighs.

Rhett and Reader have recently taken a love to working a small plug into him, the one with the pink diamond heart on the end. Catching in the light as those pretty hips squirm, toy nudging against Robby's prostate with every careful swat. Sometimes Rhett will take a break, ease that plug in and out, gently fucking him on it until Bobby's cute little ass is too loose to get much enjoyment out of the little thing.

Of course, he needs a lot of kisses and lotion once it's all said and done. Doesn't enjoy the aches and pains quite like Rhett does; the tenderness when he sits on the couch is more than enough. Almost always includes him sitting sideways, snuggling into someone's side, and he's so cute about it that nobody can complain.

[starboybutler]

can u PLEASE write thigh fucking friends w benefits curtbucky i need it 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 uve got me so invested in ur college au

ehehe can do 🤤 love writing their dynamic

no warnings here except for size difference, so if that isnt your thing then scroll by 💜

when curt had waltzed into their dorm with a face smeared with blood, bucky knew it was going to be one of those nights.

"what the hell happened to you?" bucky asked, sitting up from his bed and reaching to cup curt's bruised cheek. "christ, you got fucked up."

"should see the other guy," curt laughed, hissing as john's thumb pressed into a particularly tender bruise on his cheekbone. "ow, motherfucker-- don't press on it."

"you're a goddamn mess, curtie," he sighs, looking up at him through his eyelashes as curt smirked and moved to straddle his hips. "always gettin' into somethin'."

"yeah, sounds about right," he laughed, hands spanning across bucky's wide chest, trailing down his waist and landing on the hem of his frayed black jeans. "get into allll kindsa things. like your pants, which i'll be doin' now,"

bucky snorted at his words, watching as curt dipped his small hands into the hem of his boxers, pulling his half-hard cock out.

"that fight's got me all riled up, bucky. dunno if just suckin' you off is gonna do it for me."

"whaddya want tonight?" bucky whispered, bottom lip trapped between his teeth as curt's hands squeezed around him tightly. their eyes met, blue on blue, and curt leaned down to brush their lips together.

"you know what i want,"

"curtie-"

john hesitated a bit, averting his eyes from the boy above him. they had done pretty much everything except actual sex at this point. neither of them really knew why-- it was just an unspoken rule between the two of them. maybe they both knew subconsciously that they weren't ready for the outcome of that-- and that it would cross the line from 'friends with benefits' to something else.

"you're not fair, bucky," he whines, rutting his hips into john's thigh needily as their lips brushed against each other, bodies thrumming with need. "all these years and you never wanna fuck me-- and what for this time? for a blonde that doesn't even like you?"

"curtis," john warned, voice suddenly very firm as he sat up and placed his hands on the smaller boy's hips, halting his movements. "don't say somethin' you're gonna regret later just 'cause you're horny now."

"ain't gonna regret it," he pants, giving bucky's cock a harsh squeeze. "not if you fuck me."

in the blink of an eye, curt was on his back below john, towering over him with a dangerous, dark look in his eye. curt swallowed, lips parted and brows furrowed as he looked up at bucky, who seemed to have finally had enough of his bullshit. maybe he'd finally pushed him a little too far.

"legs, together." he demanded, fisting his cock in his hand quickly. "now."

curt obeyed breathlessly, cheeks a mottled red and purple as bucky grabbed both of his ankles, keeping them pressed together as he laid them over his shoulder.

"gonna go back on your one rule, big man?" he teased, chest heaving with each nervous breath he took. "gonna fuck me, right here on your shitty dorm bed--?"

he cut himself off with a gasping moan as he felt the hot, throbbing hardness of bucky's cock slip between the space between his thighs. he wasted no time thrusting against him, making curt whimper in the back of his throat softly. "fuck-- bucky--"

"you're so fuckin' bratty, you know that?" bucky grunts, cock making lewd, wet noises as he fucked curt's now slick thighs. "always sayin' shit to rile me up jus' so i can manhandle you. jus' how you like it, huh?"

"yeah," curt admits, cock twitching and dribbling against his stomach, precum trapped in the trail of hair against his stomach. "yeah, mm-- fuck, go faster,"

"no," bucky growled, hips snapping against curt's roughly, their cocks sliding together with delicious ease. "you're gonna take what i give you, you goddamn--"

his head falls forward, forehead resting on curt's shoulder as his rhythm becomes sloppy, the way curt's plush thighs squeeze around his cock driving him closer and closer to the edge. curt licks at the shell of his ear, smirking at the shudder it earns.

"what's wrong?" he teases, voice unsteady and breathy as he feels that familiar heat pool at his spine. "close already? gonna cum all over this brat you hate so much?"

bucky's hand moved to squeeze at the sides of his neck, making curt gasp out a whimper and arch up into the assault of john's thrusts. "fuck--"

"you...and that goddamn mouth.." john pants, breah hot and damp against curt's ear as he thrusts harder, faster-- making the man below him cry out like a kicked puppy. "throwin' a tantrum for my cock. christ, maybe i should dick you down-- give you what you want. make you cry so hard you see stars when you cum on this cock. maybe then you'll fuckin'-- ngh-- shut up--"

"please," curt gasped, tears dripping down his cheeks as he approached his orgasm, becoming lightheaded from the lack of air. "please, john, please,"

he shot off without warning, cock making a mess of both his and bucky's torsos. his face was a ruddy mess of reds and purples, blood still leaking from his tender nose. bucky, dog that he is, licked it all up-- his salty tears and his metallic blood, moaning at the taste as he chased his orgasm.

"can't even last long. all that beggin' just to cum in a minute." he grit out, stomach tensing and row dripping with sweat. "fuck, gonna make a mess of you, sweetheart. better savor it- maybe it'll go in your tummy one day."

curt shuddered and gasped as bucky's spend hit his stomach and chest, his legs finally falling open and watching his dick shoot against him. he felt hypnotized by the sight of it, and if he weren't so goddamn tired, he's ask for a second round.

bucky huffed, still standing between curt's slick thighs and looking down at how much of a mess he was. bucky laughed softly and hauled curt up from the mattress, letting his head rest limply against his shoulder.

"let's get you a bath, huh?"

[tonysslut]

Imagine Jealous!Tony taking you home during a gala to fuck you bc he hates seeing another man touch you 🤤

Also it’s Beefy!Tony so 👀👀👀

this is just so 😏😏

Summary: Tony gets possessive when he sees you interacting with another man at his gala

Warning: Dom!Tony, rough sex, dirty talk, marking, squirting, breeding kink, possessiveness.

W/C: 1k. Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.

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Tony tightens his grip on your arm when you try to squirm away as he drags you down the secluded hallway. You weren’t sure why he was so upset. Everything was going fine, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves as Tony was making his rounds around the place to make sure he was able to talk to all those who were interested in making deals. 

He had just started negotiating another deal when he saw you across the room, by the bar, with a man caressing your arm and laughing. What the fuck?

He cuts the conversation short and walks straight to you, grabbing your arm and pulling you away before you have a chance to protest, or excuse yourself. He wasted no time in dragging you out to the car, speeding through the city to get you home and into his bed. 

“Why are you so upset?” You question when you finally free your arm from his grip. “I was doing what you asked me to do.” 

“No.” He flares his nostrils. “I asked you to be polite, not to flirt and engage in a full conversation with a man who was only thinking about fucking you!” 

You furrow your brow in confusion. That man didn’t want to fuck you. He was just being kind. “I wasn’t flirting, Tony.” 

Your words just worked him up more. He’s quick to flip you around and roll up the back of your dress. You are met with a loud smack, which is immediately followed by a sensation of heat and stinging on your cheek. You involuntarily moan. 

“I’m the only one that can look at you like that. The only one who can touch you, make you laugh, and have your pretty little cunt wrapped around my cock.” He accentuates each phrase with a harsh slap. “Understood?” 

You whimper out a meek ‘yes’, but that’s not enough for Tony, so he lands another smack on your already red cheek.

“Yes! I understand” You cry out, clit throbbing with need. 

Tony rips  your panties to shreds, manhandling you until he's got your legs wrapped around his waist, pressing you against the cool wall. Lining his cock up with your entrance, he thrusts up, not giving you any time to adjust as he sets his brutal pace. 

He towers over you as he fucks you. Making you feel so small, his big hands hold your hips, moving you how he wants, using you for his pleasure. Your jaw drops, eyes screwed shut at the intensity. His heavy grunts fill the hallway. 

“You’ve already gone dumb, huh?” He says in a mocking tone.

You whine at his words, your nails digging into his back to keep yourself upright. He brings one hand up to your throat, squeezing enough to make your head dizzy. His other hand grips your thigh so tight, you’re sure it’ll leave a bruise. But you love it, you want to be covered in his marks,

“Who owns your pussy, baby?” His deep voice makes a new wave of arousal wash over you.

“Y-You! You own me!” You moan, throwing your head back against the wall. 

Tony takes the opportunity to kiss down your neck, sucking dark bruises as he makes his way down to your chest, pulling the top of your dress down till your tits spill out. A gasp leaves your lips when he sucks your nipple into his mouth, tongue circling around the hardened nub before gently biting and tugging on it. 

You can feel your orgasm quickly building up; Tony feels it as well and deepens his movements, kissing your cervix with every thrust. It’s overwhelming how good he’s making you feel. 

“Right there. God, Tony, please don’t stop.” He pulls away from your chest, resting his forehead against yours. His hot breathes fans against your lips, eyes locked with yours. You grab his face and kiss him, feeling his push his tongue past your lips to massage against yours. 

“I can feel your little pussy squeezing me. Make a mess, soak me.” He says, pulling away to push two fingers into your mouth, which you instantly suck on. Once they’re coated with your spit, he brings them down your swollen clit, rubbing quick circles that makes you scream out in pleasure. 

Your orgasm hits you hard, causing your legs to shake around his waist, mouth agape, eyes rolled back to your head as he coaxes you through it at a breakneck pace. Your arousal coating his dress shirt, making it almost see through. One orgasm blends into another, and it’s all too much, but Tony doesn’t care, and you’re far too gone to make any protests. 

“I’m gonna cum, princess. Fill your little pussy up, fuck a baby into you.” He feels you clench at his words, a smirk decorating his face. “You’d like that, huh? Wanna be bred? Be nice and round with my fucking baby?” The filth just rolls off his tongue, and another orgasm rips through you at the thought of him breeding you. 

Your unexpected orgasm brings him to his release, dropping his face to your neck with a groan as he empties himself inside you, coating your velvet walls. His seed seeps out of your cunt as he prolongs his high, slow thrusts to feel you clench with aftershocks. 

He places gentle kisses on your neck, making his way up to your lips. You both hiss as he pulls out, feeling the cool air hit your bare cun causes you to shiver.  He kisses you three times and places his forehead on yours with a breathy laugh

“D’you think you can walk?” He asks as he unwraps your legs from his waist, gently placing you on the ground. Your legs wobble as you try to stand on your own, feeling Tony wrap his arm around you to keep you from falling. 

“No. I can barely feel my legs.”you say, clutching his arm.. 

“Good.” He says with a smirk, “Now let’s go back out there so everyone can see who you belong to.” 

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[countlessrealities]

Vaggie, I have a giant crush on you. Like, really. Those hips and thighs on you - and the way you can hold your own with a spear? 🤤 You’re amazing - and I can see why Adam and Vox were gaga over you in the past. Look! At! You, you beauty. You like women and I can respect that, I just want to ask if you would consider at least ONE date? 🥲

Unprompted asks || Always accepting !

Vaggie's lips curl downwards in a small but very telling frown. She's not impressed by the ask, not in the least, and she has no issue with showing it. Being indirectly called a badass isn't flattering when the implied compliment is almost completely drowned out by the comments about her body.

Being called beautiful? She'd say "thank you" for is, but the wording makes her feel a little sexualized and she does not like that.

"If you find a way not to sound like a creep, maybe we can hang out platonically one time," she answers, her flat tone matching perfectly the sentiment in her expression. "As for anything else...not happening. As you said, I'm exclusively into female-identifying individuals."

Now that this is out of the way...what was that about people being "gaga" over her? She knows about Adam, of course. She will never forget how awkward things had gotten between them after he had propositioned her, back when they were still best friends, in another life.

But Vox? That's news. Hopefully fake news. She sees every day how the guy acts around Alastor and if that's what you get when the Media Overlord has some sort of romantic or sexual interest in someone, well...She really doesn't want to deal with that kind of attention.