#until everything is sensitive n ur face is soaked

[eversweetflowerpot]

hey wanna come over n suck on my clit until i’ve made a mess of your face and the slightest pressure against my clit makes me cry out? thanks!

[saintlike78]

How about a fred weasley x reader smut with cokwarming. LOVE you writting

Keep me warm [F.W]

A/N: We love a soft Freddie with some cockwarming, thank you so much for the request!

Pairings: Fred Weasley x Fem! Reader

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: NSFW 16+! Vaginal sex, unprotected sex, cockwarming, slight overstimulation, oral (male receiving), praise, mention of food, fluff. As always lmk if I missed anything.

“Come here, baby,” Fred’s soft voice accompanied by a bend of his pointer finger beckoned you towards him.

You had been standing in the doorway, watching as Fred worked away at bills and paperwork from the shop. He had been going at it for hours and to say that you missed him was an understatement. You had eaten dinner by yourself, watched some muggle television, hugging Fred’s shirt close to your body to get the smallest form of comfort without him present.

But you had decided that if you were quiet enough you could keep him company while he worked and then drag him up to the apartment to ‘keep you company.'

“I promise I’ll be quiet; I just want to be with you,” your voice was small as your feet had placed your body in front of his seated form.

He had turned his chair and spread his legs for you to get in between, his hand instantly finding placement on your hips.

“Aww did you miss me, darling?” He cooed, hands squeezing your hips slightly.

Your own hands had found a place on his face, holding his jaw and scratching subconsciously, causing Fred’s heart to flutter, leaning further into your touch.

“I just hate being up in the apartment when I know you’re here overworking yourself.”

He was almost convinced that your actions were innocent, and you really only wanted to keep him company... that was until he lifted your (his) shirt that reached your mid-thigh, only to be met by your bare cunt. His face went from soft to surprise and lastly, a sly smirk lit up his entire being.

“Is it me you miss or my cock, my needy girl, hmm?” His grin reached from ear to ear as he kept lifting the shirt.

A needy whine left your throat unintentionally causing Fred to chuckle.

“Guess that answered it,” he winked.

“I’m sorry, I know you’re busy... can I wait here with you until you’re finished?” you asked hopefully, still caressing his jaw and cheek with your thumb.

“I’ll do you one better... why don’t you sit here and keep me warm,” he patted his lap, the grin never leaving his face.

You were about to sit when your hips were held in place by Fred’s large hands.

“Since you forgot to wear panties, I don’t want that pretty little cunt of yours to freeze,” he said, reaching a hand down to free his semi-hard cock from the restraints of his trousers, your mouth watering at the sight.

“There... c’mere,” he said as he guided your hips forward.

You crawled onto his lap your thighs spread to straddle his cock. He spat into his hand and pumped himself a couple of times, but not quite satisfied by the wetness; he reached two fingers outrunning them through your soaked folds prompting a small breathy moan to leave your lips. He gathered your arousal on his fingers and spread it on his cock mixing it with his own pre-cum, pumping a few extra times before helping you sink down on him.

His cock stretched you out perfectly, your walls pulsing around him as you adjusted, prompting a small gasp to escape your lips.

Once you were fully sat on him, wiggling around a little to get the most comfortable, your arms found their way around his neck, and you leaned in to press a slow and loving kiss to his beautiful lips. He didn’t hesitate to return the kiss, a small make-out session ensuing, small breathy whimpers leaving your lips every time he moved, the tip of his cock brushing that sweet spot inside of you.

Not long after, he disconnected your lips causing you to whine and pout your lips at him, to which he chuckled.

“I know, my beautiful girl, but the sooner I’m done with work the sooner I can fuck you on this desk,” he grinned and winked, leaning in to kiss your forehead when your pout turned into a small smile, cheeks turning pink from the blush that had formed because of his lewd speech.

You leaned your body forward, chest to chest, your face was hidden in the crook of his neck, your arms holding him tightly against you as he scooted his chair back into place and the sound of the scribbling quill filled the room.

The minutes passed by slowly, much slower than usual, you had concluded. Your walls were pulsing around him, your clit aching to be touched, your body was screaming for you to move, but alas you had to wait. Yet there was something so calming, and fulfilling being connected to Fred in this way, both of you quietly listening to each other’s breathing and just enjoying being with one another in a lovingly intimate way. The quill was working double time, you could tell he was writing much faster than normal, trying to be as quick as possible for you.

He was slowly, mindlessly, stroking up and down the expanse of your back, sometimes settling his hand purposely on your ass, but playing it off as innocent by going right back to stroking your back.

An eternity passed, but your patience was rewarded by the sound of Fred’s quill dropping and the subtle movement of his chair slotting out from being placed right in front of his desk.

He guided your face out, his thumb stroking your cheek and leaning into to kiss you once more.

“You did so good, sat so still… I think you deserve a reward, don’t you, baby?”

You just whimpered and nodded a small ‘please’ leaving your lips as you looked at him with huge pleading eyes. Fred just smiled and reached a hand between the two of you, finding your clit and rubbing slow circles on it, your arousal leaking between the two of you. You moaned at the sensation, his hips still not moving, only his finger worked on your cunt, but already you could feel a small knot forming, your orgasm already approaching. Your cunt squeezing around Fred, his fingers picking up speed bringing you closer to your much-needed release.

“You gonna cum, darling?” Fred asked even though he already knew the answer, your body giving away everything.

“Mhmm… please,” was all you could muster to say between a long moan.

“Go ahead, cum all over my cock.”

With Fred’s permission and encouragement, your body complied, and your orgasm washed over you like a tidal wave, your cunt pulsing with your release. Your breath hitched, you gasped and whimpered as Fred helped you through your orgasm.

“Good girl,” he purred and retracted his fingers.

You didn’t have time to completely fathom what was going on before Fred had lifted himself from the chair and placed you on his desk, his cock never leaving your sensitive cunt. He started thrusting causing a surprised pleasurable moan to fall from your lips. His hands were holding your waist, keeping you in place as he rutted his hips into yours. Leaning forward he captured your lips in his, soaking up all of your small whimpers and whines, reveling in the fact that only he got to see you like this, only he got to experience your neediness because he was the only one, you’d ever be needy for.

You yelped and jumped a little when you felt Fred’s finger back on your clit, rubbing the sensitive nub to bring you to another release. You grabbed onto Fred’s wrist to keep you steady as you bucked your hips to meet his hard thrusts.

“Come on, I know you’ve got another in you,” Fred said, rubbing faster on your clit when he once more felt you tighten around him.

“Freddie… feels so good, gonna cum,” you babbled into his mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“I know, my pretty baby, cum for me.”

You did as you were told, not that you could have chosen otherwise, your orgasm much more powerful than the last, your entire body shaking and hips bucking with the force of the release. Fred’s name fell from your lips accompanied by shaky, stuttering, moans.

“So pretty,” he captured your lips in an opened mouth kiss, his hips still snapping forward chasing his own release.

“Fred-die, can I-I suck yo-ur cock, ple-ase,” you pleaded between gasps.

Fred smiled a cocky smile, but nodded, “of course, my love.”

He pulled out and stepped back, stepping out of his trousers that had pooled around his ankles. You shakily got on your feet, Fred’s arms catching you when you nearly toppled over. His arms held you and helped you to your knees in front of him, his red hard cock level with your face. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, creating a make-shift ponytail as his other hand caressed your cheek slowly.

You reached a hand up to grab his cock, fisting a couple of times before letting your jaw go slack and leading his length into your warm waiting mouth. You used your tongue to add pressure as you guided his cock further down your throat, not letting your gag reflex surface as it hit the back of your throat. Using your hand to pump and twist at the base, where your mouth didn’t reach, you felt him twitch. You bobbed your head a couple of times, his moans and grunts spurring you on, loving the sounds.

You retreated your mouth a little and suckled on his tip, your tongue running over the sensitive slit causing a shiver to run through Fred and a stuttered moan to leave his lips.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum right down that beautiful throat,” he moaned, interrupted by a grunt.

Hearing this you took him as far down your throat as you could, prodding a gag to erupt.

“Oh god,” Fred moaned as he came down your throat, the salty liquid gliding into your waiting mouth. You swallowed around him the best you could with his cock still in your mouth, another gag leaving your throat.

He slowly pulled out and hooked his arms under yours as he hoisted you up to stand before him.

“My good girl,” he said as he lifted you to carry you. Your legs wrapped around his hips, holding onto him like a koala as your lips found his again.

“Thank you, Freddie,” you said between kisses, “can we take a bath together,” you asked, looking at him with the best puppy eyes you could muster.

“Of course, we can, baby, and then we can cuddle and watch that muggle movie we talked about the other day.”

You smiled with glee, hugging him close to you as he carried you up the stairs to the apartment.

“Oh, my Gods! Give a warning next time!” George yelled and covered his eyes as Fred carried you through to your room, both of you naked from the waist down.

Fred laughed loudly, you just buried your face into his neck, your face red with embarrassment. “Sorry, Georgie, we forgot.”

“You better clean the office up before I have to work in there tomorrow,” George said sternly before retreating back to his room, bumping into the doorframe because of his covered eyes.

You giggled, “you’re stupid.”

“But you love me anyway,” Fred smirked and kissed the side of your head.

“Yes, I really do.”

Tags: @teenwolfbitches28, @emma67, @autumnandwinteraesthetics,

[silversatoru]

Hi love! ❤️

Mkay so like.... Suguru walks in and finds out his gf has a cam acc- and just like straight up ruins her online

This has been on my mind all day but idfk how to write it

a/n: AHAH hey babe!!! this concept is 😌👌 so i hope i did you proud w this. also if ur really into the whole getting-ruined-online concept and you fuck w dabi may i recommended @katslutski ‘s smile for the camera series; it is one of my favs

getou suguru x f!reader

tags/warnings: masturbation, degradation, humiliation, dumbification, filming, facial, mild bondage, mild overstimulation

w/c: 1.4k

you rubbed your clit in rushed circles, projecting a cluster of fake high-pitched moans and arching your back for the camera. it really didn’t feel that great, but you were damn good at pretending it did — and the cash was flowing in as a result. 

you could see the notifications of donations and new patrons popping up on the side of your screen and you let a soft sigh of satisfaction leave your lips. these fuckers were so horny that they’d send you stacks of their income just to see you fondle your cunt — pigs.

between the blood rushing to your ears from your approaching orgasm and the soft music playing through you room you didn’t even notice the sound of your front door opening. you were completely unaware of your boyfriend’s presence in your home until he was standing in your bedroom doorway — a confused but amused expression across his face. 

“am i interrupting something?” he cocked an eyebrow at you. 

“suguru! i thought you were busy today, i-” you scrambled to explain yourself and grab a sheet from your bed to pull over your exposed body. 

“plans changed,” he shrugged and cut you off, entering your bedroom, “maybe you should start locking your front door when you’re doing shit like this”. 

you stared at him with horrified eyes, worried that he might break up with you for this kind of thing — he didn’t seem mad but he definitely wasn’t happy either. you quickly lunged for your laptop/camera set-up, attempting to end your livestream, but suguru moved quicker. he grasped your wrist in his strong fingers and looked at you with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. 

“leave it on, doll,” he purred at you, releasing your wrist and pushing you back towards the bed, “go ahead and finish the show for them”. 

completely stunned, you fell back onto your elbows and gave him a hesitant look. it’s not like you were embarrassed or anything— shit, you did this like every day, but you were severely confused by his reaction.

he nodded at the computer screen with hazy eyes, “they’re waiting. why are you so shy all of the sudden? you should be used to having an audience”. 

after a final moment of hesitation you leaned back, fingers returning down to your clit to resume where you’d left off. it was a little more awkward with suguru watching, but the way he was ordering you around was kind of hot, so your stiffness quickly faded.

and you knew your body well, what worked and what didn’t, so it was only a matter of minutes before you were rocking your hips into your hand and letting exaggerated whimpers slide between your teeth. the orgasm was mediocre at best, but you had to dress it up and wrap it in a bow for your precious patrons.

at some point during your little show suguru had rid himself of his clothing and was now climbing into the messy sheets with you. 

“let me see your hands,” he stated blankly, his fingers gripped around the belt that had been looped through his pants just a few minutes ago. 

“this is live you know,” you gave him a concerned look — you were confused but not opposed, holding your hands out behind your back.

“oh, i know,” he took care in gently wrapping your wrists together as tight as the belt would go and then helped you onto you knees.

the duskiness of his eyes filled you with a splendid mix of fear and excitement, but before you could even get a good look you were being shoved into the bed.

“put your face in the pillows, doll,” he ordered lazily as you faceplanted into one of the several pillows at the head of your bed.

his strong hands were quickly gripped around your hips, the tip of his rock-hard member brushing teasingly against your entrance. you were already practically dripping, the sticky liquids from your earlier orgasm still glistening around your edges. it made his access easy, his aching cock sliding with little effort.

“let’s show all of your fans how much of a dumb cock-whore you become when i’m inside you,” he thrusted using hard, firm strokes right from the start.

and of course he was absolutely right — you lost any inkling of a coherent thought once you were stuffed full with his length. you moaned, whimpered, and squirmed underneath him like the pathetic little cam girl you were. but with suguru, none of your performance was a façade — he truly knew how to make you melt under his touch. and melted and useless was exactly how he liked you, so he had every intention of fucking you dumb in front of your audience today.

and that’s exactly what he did. it was his own foul way of punishing you; turning you into a drooling cum-slut who had completely forgotten she was being broadcasted live. if you wanted to be a whore for a living, he’d show everyone just how much of a whore you were — but only for him. 

you’re not even sure how long it’s been — all you know is that you’re orgasming for the fourth time; or was it the fifth? sixth? you’d lost count somewhere along the way.

dull waves of pleasure racked through your body and sent quivers under your skin. you whined and wriggled, murmuring incoherent babbles as you rocked your hips back and forth on his cock to milk the most out of your climax.

“that’s five times, baby,” suguru’s voice sounded miles away, “my dick feels good inside you, doesn’t it?”

you thrashed your head up and down against the pillow, mumbling the word yes over and over as your body twitched from overstimulation. glistening mixtures of fluids were squelching out as he continued thrusting into your cunt, some dripping all the way down your legs.

and he didn’t let you take any breaks — nonstop fucking you even while your pussy was throbbing with sensitivity. the overstimulation was excruciating, and you were a complete mess of trembles and whimpers.

“so pitiful,” you heard a dark laugh rumble from his throat, “there’s thousands and thousands of people watching you be my disgusting little fuck-toy right now, and you’re just gonna keep taking it, aren’t you?”

you weren’t even sure what he was saying, honestly. your brain had short circuited a while ago, and you were just absent mindedly nodding your head and mumbling agreements to everything he said. the pillowcase beneath your head was nearly soaked in saliva now too, your feeble mouth hanging open while drool continued to seep from the corners of your lips. 

“i think i want you to finish me with your mouth, doll, how does that sound?” he slowed his pace, pushing lazy thrusts into your hips while you mindlessly nodded your head again. 

“pathetic little baby; you have no idea what i’m even saying to you right now, do you?” you heard suguru laughing from behind you; but all you could manage in response was a few scattered whimpers. 

he abruptly unsheathed himself from inside you, and strangled whines escaped your throat at his sudden absence. no! more, please, please, suguru please, you murmured with an embarrassing lack of control and your boyfriend couldn’t do anything but laugh at you in your shameful state.

“turn around and open those pretty lips,” he reached down and helped you to flip over before straddling your chest and pressing his hot, sticky member against your lips. 

you opened them graciously, too braindead to even notice the bitter taste of his precum mixed with your own fluids. he mouth-fucked you with obscene force, the walls of your throat painfully expanding every time he thrusted in. you choked and sputtered, drool leaking down your lips and all over your chin. 

when suguru’s own orgasm was right on the cusp he removed himself from your mouth and sprayed his seed all over your face. from your forehead to your chest you were coated in sticky globs of semen, and you sucked down the drips that made it into your mouth like they were liquid gold. 

“lets see how many of your precious viewers come back after this — now that they saw you disintegrate into the helpless little cum slut that you are, now that they know you’re mine”. 

[sloppykyuu]

Look if I'm getting too much u need to tell me cos I wont stop sending in shit

So Issei finally gets a gf and if super obsessed with her (not in a creepy or unhealthy way just really fucking in love and happy that someone has feelings for him) so he tries his hardest to always make her happy and one day he hears her and her friends talk about their boyfriends and all their friends talk about how good their boyfriends are in bed and Isseis gf doesnt say much cos she wants to keep things like that privat (that's a lie she just doesnt want to destroy everyone else's self esteem cos nobody can compare to him at all) and Issei makes it his mission to fuck her in every position possible the entire weekend and he does and basically his gf cant go to school for a week cos legs dont function and she let's her friends now why she isnt at school and they r frustrated that their boyfriends never fucked them this well before (◍•ᴗ•)

P.s. dont be shy u can write the sex scenes as detailed as u want

Ah yes ☺️ i love ur request never stop sending them.

There was no question that the moment Issei met you he had fallen for you. The day he made you his girlfriend just proved it further.

He was arguably the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. He gave you his food if you ever forgot it, handing you his sweatshirts whenever the slightest of breezes would pass, and overall just spoiling you.

He was no different in bed as rough as he was, he always reminded you that you took him so well, that you were so perfect, and no one ever compared to your tiny, clenching cunt (or you just you in general).

He knew he wanted to keep you forever and made sure that would happen. He thought that he pleased you in ever sense of the word, so it was surprise when he overheard your friends talking about their sex life and not hearing a peep from you.

“He’s that good?”

“You have no idea,” you watched as your friend practically moaned at the thought of her boyfriend. “He’s pretty big too.”

You decided to stay silent as your friends boasted about the rounds of steamy sex they had last night. It’s not like you didn’t have anything to add in, you just didn’t think they should really know about your sex life. And maybe the fact that if you had flexed about how your boyfriend made you cum multiple times almost every night, you’d probably end up crushing their egos.

It hurt Issei just a little bit that you didn’t butt in to let those girls know that he fucked you stupid everytime. At least, he thought he did. Were you faking for him? No, there was no way. You were begging for him last night. Begging him to fill you to the brim with his seed, begging for him to slow down, that your poor abused cunt couldn’t take anymore.

“Y/n?” You looked up from your food. “You’ve been rather quiet. Why’s that?”

You shrug at her. “Nothing to add, that’s all.”

She squints her eyes at your skeptically. “So he’s not good in bed, huh?”

You eyes widen at that,”what? When’d I say that?”

“You didn’t have to, your silence says everything.”

“It says nothing! I never said he was bad!” You exclaimed in disbelief.

“You never said he was good, though.” Your other friend jumps in.

The look you give them makes their hands shoot up. “No need to get defensive. Some guys aren’t good at sex and that’s okay. It’s not your fault Y/n. Plus, you love him and thats what matters most.”

“You two are ridiculous.” You scoff and shake your head at the two girls in front of you.

You hadn’t even said anything, where’d they get the idea Issei wasn’t good?!

Before the girls could continue, Issei rounds the corner.

“Hey babe,” you jump at the sound of his voice and quickly get up from your seat.

“Issei!” You make your way to him and wrap your arms around his waist. He quickly returns the hug.

“Ready to go?” You nod and move to gather up your things.

The pitiful look they shoot you when Issei wraps his arm around your shoulder is met with an unamused glare before you two walked away.

The walk home was silent. Fortunately not uncomfortable.

He didn’t like how you hadn’t said anything to confirm that he was good. He supposes it shouldn’t upset him too bad, you hadn’t said he was bad. He planned to prove your friends wrong. To make sure your creaming pussy and begs for more weren’t part of his imagination.

The moment the door closed behind you Issei had you pressed against it, a thigh between your legs, and tongue down your throat. His arm rests beside your head, his other hand squeezes your hip.

He pulls away to kiss down your neck. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Can’t I just love on my girl?” He continues his assault on your neck bringing his hand down from beside your head to your waist. A moan leaves your lips and you rut your hips on his thigh when he sucks on a tender spot on your neck

His hand moves to rest on your thigh before slipping up it to your clothed heat. He rubs at the wetness that seeps through your panties before pushing them to the side and rubbing at your clit.

Soft moans fill his ears as he slips his fingers down to your wet hole. Gathering it up on his fingers, spreading it around and pushing two fingers deep into you.

Squeals of pleasure filled the room as he massaged your sensitive little spot. He felt you tighten and grind your hips down on his hand, groaning at your desperation.

“You want my cock so bad, don’t you baby?” You nodded eagerly at his words. “Course you do, so desperate for my big cock.”

You threw your head back against the door, mouth wide open as he continued to thrust his fingers deep inside you.

“Fu-fuck, it feels so fucking good~” you whined. Your fingers dug into the material stretched across his shoulder. He chuckles at you before pulling his fingers out, hearing you whine at the loss.

He pulls away from you and grabs your hand, tugging you to the bedroom. When you reach the room he quickly wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you.

His hands slip from your waist to the small of your back before slipping down to your ass and squeezing rather roughly. A gasp parts your lips which lets him stick his tongue back down your throat, all while he hands move from your ass to the back of your thighs, tugging gently to signal he wanted to pick you up.

You jump and wrap your legs around his slim waist, keeping your tongues entwined. He walks you two until his legs hits the bed and tosses you on it.

“Take your shirt off,” Issei commands you. He watches with hooded eyes and unbuttons his shirt while you do yours. Eyes glued to your covered chest the moment your skin is exposed.

You scoot up on the bed for him to crawl over you after throwing the blouse somewhere in the room. Where it went wasn’t really corcerning at this moment. Only the primal look in Issei’s eyes. His gaze soaking up your full breasts popping out of your bra. “Such a pretty little thing you are,” he smirks at your doe eyes looking up at him.

He grips one of your tits in his large hand, gently squeezing it. He pressed his lips to yours again. He pulls the bra down to punch your nipple with thumb and forefinger.

A soft gasp leaving your lips as he pulls mouth away to lap at your nipple. One hand kneads at your other breast while the other travels to your hips to unzip your skirt. He pushes the material down your legs and tosses it.

He pulls away from you unbuckle his own slacks. Gaze on you as you remove your bra and panties. Slinging your panties at him, giggling as he catches them with ease.

“You testing me, right now?” He smirks down at you. “Asking me put these on, princess?”

“Issei! Shut up!” You laugh at him before deciding to tease him and spreading your legs for him. “Please, ‘sei. Need you so bad,” you whine as you slip your fingers down to your clit, rubbing gently.

He lets out a deep breath and tugs his underwear down his legs, stepping out of them and crawling back over you.

He slaps your hand away from your pussy and grabs both of your hands pinning them above your head.

“You really think you make yourself feel better than I can?” He scoffs.

“N-no.”

“That’s what I thought. I make you feel good don’t I, baby?” He smiles down at you, running a thumb across your cheek.

“So good, ‘sei. Please fuck me,” his smiles grows wider as he leans down to press a kiss to your lips.

He lets go of your wrists before straight back up, and gripping his aching cock in his hand. “Gonna fuck you so good, angel.” He says, tapping the thick head of his cock on your hard clit. Watching your tiny hole clench at the stimulation.

He lines it up to your hole, head catching your slick lips. “Put it in daddy please,”

With no hesitation he begins pushing his large length into your tiny, snug cunt.

Throwing his head back and groaning as you clench tightly around him. “Fuck- baby. Your pussy is so tiny. Dunno if you can even take all of me.”

You nod desperately, “I-I can. I can do it. Please,”

“If you say so, don’t expect me to stop then. Got it?” He bites his lip watching you nod eagerly, eyes wide and glossy.

You thought that by now you’d be used to the wide stretch every time he pushed his cock inside of you, but you weren’t. It burned and it hurt but it felt so good. To have something so long and thick filling you to the brim. Stretching you beyond your limit every time he fucked you.

When he bottomed out, thick, heavy balls touched your ass and tip kissing your cervix, you nearly passed out. His dick so thick it rested and throbbed on your g-spot, causing you to cum around him while he pushed in.

“Did you just cum?” He huffs an amused laugh. Your cheeks flush a deep red and rest your arm on your eyes to cover your face. “Aww, baby, no need to be embarrassed.”

He ruts his hips into you when you don’t respond to him. Your arm falls off your face as your head tips back.

He pulls his hips back, tip catching your lips before slamming right back in. You both moan out.

Issei grabs the back of your knees to push them against your chest, allowing him to fuck you deeper.

“Ohh~” you moan out. Your hands grip at your own thighs. “Harder, please.”

He smiles at you before hammering his Cock into you. Your eyes roll back into your head as he pounds your cervix over and over again. Successfully leaving you brainless.

Your head lolls to the side and your tongue peels out of your mouth spilling drool down the side of your face. He keeps his gaze trained on the far away look in your eyes. Listens to the whimpers and moans that leave your lips as pounds into your spasming cunt.

“Squeezing me, baby, you gonna cum again?”

“Uhhhh uh huh,” he chuckles at your inability to answer.

“Aw,” he faux frowns, “did I fuck you stupid, baby girl? Huh, did I fuck your little brain out?”

You don’t respond to him. Too busy focusing on the quickly approaching orgasm. You arch your back high off the bed in turn causing him to fuck you at a new angle, even deeper and more pleasurable than the last. One last thrust has you cumming around him again.

Creaming thickly on his cock. The sight makes his cock throb. Your stretched pussy, accommodating his girth, and the translucent white that coats his cock as his continues to fuck you through your second orgasm.

He pulls out when you calm down, whining because you thought it was over, but you’re quickly shut up when turns you around. Propping your hips up, so your ass was in the air and your face shoved in the pillows.

He quickly pushes his length inside you. Returning back to his previous pace. He could taste how close he was. His balls twitching as they slapped against you. He leans over pressing kisses to your shoulders and cheeks, arms leaning on either side of your head.

Soft gasps leave you with each slam of his hips. The small pool of puddle of drool that seeps into the sheets makes him chuckle gently. He knows he fucked you silly, fucked you so silly you can’t even be concered about something you’d usually find so gross.

He knew you were going to cum again soon, hopefully with him, because your walls clamped impossibly tight around him. So sensitive from your previous two orgasms he knew you’d be coming in no time anyway.

A few more deep, hard thrusts later he had you gushing around him. Clear liquid splashing on his balls had him pushing deep inside you releasing his thick load inside your abused womb. Filling you up wholy. Cum seeped out around his dick, spilling out when pulls himself from your sore cunt.

He rolls you on your back and presses soft kisses all across your face. “Such a good girl.” He hums softly. “Love you so much, baby.”

He hears your content sigh and relaxes when he notices you coming back down to reality. “Hi, baby.” He smiles at the cute grin on your lips, cheeks rosy and stained tears on your cheeks.

“Hi bubba.” You sigh. He pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before running off to the bathroom to get a damp rag to clean you up.

Chuckling at the quiet squeal that leaves your lips at the cold feeling. “Feeling okay? Wasn’t too rough, was I?”

You shake your head at him. “I’m okay. But I do wanna know where all this came from.” You question as he takes in his arms, resting your head on his chest.

“Just wanted to let you know how good I make you feel,” he shrugs, a hint of smugness in his voice.

“I hate you.” You laugh at his words.

“Sure you do, baby. Sure you do.” He hugs you tighter to his chest.

He knew there was no question that he fucked his girl the best. Maybe he’d bring up what he’d heard, or really lack thereof, or maybe he wouldn’t. But one thing was sure, no one could fuck you better than him.

A/n: I DID IT!!! I finally finished this request. I need to get back into the dirty mindset lol but I hope you liked this cuz this concept was fucking sick. And I’m feeling better (for now lmao I think I’m alright 😳)

Request are back tf open!

[toots-senpai]

just friendly raves

Author: @toots-senpai

Fandom: my hero academia

Pairing: kirishima x reader

Rating: R {18+}

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: hard dom!kiri, exhibitionism, drug use!, slapping, cock warming, un-protected sex {wrap it up before you tap it}, creampie, degradation, cocky kiri lol

Quick A/n: yea idk who i sent this ask too but i need to get it out of my head pleaseee.. also unedited

MINORS DNI

i don't except follows from ageless blogs, you will be blocked!!

okay, kirishima is 100% in love with you. follows you around like a lost puppy and most definitely doesn't like being without you for more than 4 hours.

so when you say you're going to an all day rave and you pick ur anti-sweaty skimpy outfit, of course he's gonna wanna come and dress up with you too.

so when you dance with your friends for about a couple of hours and go to smoke, seeing your friends pull out their colorful pills and small tabs and handing a pill one to everyone with a puff of the joint, no one backed down

but you didn't expect this.

it started off as grinding to the music, your sweaty intoxicated bodies rubbing and jumping in the sea of people, eyes dizzy and sweat dripping with confidence with the colorful lights and bass around you and kiri, but though the night didn't settle down, you too did... only slightly

instead of jumping with the bass your tongues clashed with the bass, his touch almost foreign to your faded body as you too stood in the middle of the floor, the people around too invested in their friends or dancing only a few stares because of the sudden lack of energy in the crowd.

his hands were all over your body, feverish and soaked with sweat and as everything started sinking in your hand tried to go lower but was stopped by kiri, and for the rest of the night. instead you stood in front of him, his body caging you in as he made you whimper with the small alerting touches

he laughed at you, teasing your nipples and dipping down to your thighs to completely avoid the spot he's needed most. he'll go all night teasing you

'awe baby, do you wish we stayed home? i would've treated you so well baby~' he will coo

'with all your moving you're gonna bump into someone~.. you wouldn't want me to stop?'

he's gonna compliment and tease your body until your begging, almost on your knees with tears and overstimulation. but you can't keep your moans to yourself. and once you let one out big enough, kiri's gonna punish you right then and there.

though no one noticed because of his large hand clapping over your face to the beat of the 808's he would continue to tease you, slapping the bare skin of your ass that's out from the small 2 piece suit and hitting the insides of your thighs, nipples, and whatever sensitive piece of you he can get too to make you make another noise. he's gonna make you beg right then and there to shove it in. all of him bare. he'll make sure you say it too.

grabbing your throat and slapping you with his rough palm until ur crying, begging just the way he likes. once he's satisfied, he'll make sure your ok, kissing and rubbing the places he smacked before he pulls your shorts to the side and slips himself all the way to he cant shove his dick in anymore without making you whimper but the hand the pulled the shorts away immediately dipped underneath your shorts.

and that's probably where the position stayed for the last half of the rave, his hand around your throat, his dick grinding against your puffy cunt along with his hand against your clit, bringing you to orgasm after orgasm but with every time he came remotely close, whimpering cusses from deep within his throat, he slowed, teasing your dumbified form and giving you praise for taking him so well.

those last 5 minutes of the show kiri wants to leave early, so you have to say bye to all your friends short holding a puddle of your mess, cum running down in between your thighs but it's unseen in the dark outside arena.

and once you get back to kiri after the degrading moment he smiles at you, gestures you to walk in front of him so he can hold you and kiss you. calming down your spazzed out and tired nerves.

you were probably hoping that he would walk to the parking lot and fuck you when he got home, but as soon as you walked near the bathroom he was already pushing you to the wall, breathless and humping at your puffy cunt. and here you started your begging.

the 'no we're in public'

and the 'everyone's going to see'

but this bothered kiri not at all, no repercussions passing his mind as he pulls you into the girls bathroom shoves you into the stall and pulls your bottom piece off, juices separating the clothing and dripping onto the floor.

leaving the discarded clothing on your back so it doesn't fall on the floor, he grabbed your ass from behind and started lapping at your sensitive cunt, compared to before he made sure he was licking at all of your good spots just to make sure that he could hear your voice loud and clear compared to having to quiet you in the crowd.

so there your cute doggy is, slurping at your puffy overstimullated pussy until you squirted, knees giving out and your arms hitting the toiled to hold yourself up.

but to your lovely misfortune, kiri took it as a new position spreading your pussy apart just to shove his throbbing cock deep into you once again, but this time all the way to his base, so you could whine his name off your salivated lips. your arms shaking the toliet seat.

and with his powerful thrusts, groans, moans and the thick slapping of sweaty skin, a crowd was attracted outside the bathroom, small whispers turning into a loud groupchat as kiri finally dumped his thick load in you, keeping you pressed against the seat as he gave you his entire night worth of energy a nice minute full of cum filling out your cunt and even seeping outside eith just how much he dumped into you.

once he finished, he got a nice package of the post nut anti-clarity, looking down at your exhausted fucked out form.

cum dripping off of your abused cunt and onto the toliet seat.

but pulling out, the disgusting package was gone as the beautiful sight of his load leaking off his dick and sticking to your puffiness while spilling into the toilet water as along with another beautiful moan of his name from your tired lips, he was picking you up and sliding your shorts back on, attempting to keep his load locked in. and kissing you softly like the sweet boyfriend he is

but he most definitely walks out with most shit eating grin, looking at the crowd of people who cheered as he carried you to the car to get you to 'car cleanup box'.

[wri0thesley]

I just want Risotto to eat me out. That's it, that's the mood

ok so i know this want a request or anything but sometimes u want a goth capo to fuck u w his tongue until ur overstimulated and soaking wet and needy 

not sfw, afab reader

Risotto's lips are soft as he kisses across your thighs, his teeth occasionally grazing your skin and making you jump at the change in pressure. He growls, nuzzling against your underwear, and you shyly reach over and card your hand through his mess of silvery hair. Dark ink and blood eyes look at you from between your thighs, and when he speaks his voice is dark and gritty with need;

"Amore? Can I?" He presses his mouth against your sex through the fabric, kissing over the wet spot of your slick, and your face flushes. "You don't know what the smell of you does to me. I want to taste you."

You're embarrassed, pink and needy, wanting him to touch you - wanting him to bury his head between your thighs and drive you to the brink over and over again until your thighs are wet and his face is soaking - but saying the words seems so . . . final. Frightening. He groans again, and you see the way his body moves, and you realise he's helplessly grinding his own desire into the bedsheet.

"Tesoro," he groans aloud, frustration reading in every syllable of his voice and every inch of his body. "If you don't let me taste you, I'm going to die--"

"You can," you squeak out, face pink - and Risotto looks at you again, and you're just in time to see the devilish smirk that curls his full lips before his big hands are grabbing you by the hips and pulling you into him, fingers hooking into your delicate underwear and tugging with his impressive strength so that you feel the fabric rip at the seams. "R-Risotto--!"

"Don't worry," he rasps, and he kisses over your freshly bared, glinting sex. The glisten of your wetness on his full lips is licked off with a satisfied growl. "You won't regret it, amore. You won't be able to feel your legs when I'm done with you."

"R-Ris--" You go to say, the fingers in his hair tugging a little in an attempt to get him to listen, your body prickling with heat and need - but your whimper of fear is quickly turning into a whimper of desire, as you feel the hot, flexible muscle of his tongue swipe you up and down once, gathering your needy slick all over his mouth. He groans again, the vibration of his mouth making you shiver, and he whispers into you;

"Fuck, your taste--"

And after that, all you can hear from him - over your own moans and whimpers and breathy pleading - is the satisfied grunts and moans of a man who is very much enjoying what he's doing to you. His tongue is broad and flat, licking you from clit to perineum, teasingly flicking your swollen nub so that your entire body jerks at the sparks of pleasure it sets off. He's wet, and messy - eating you out like a man starved, suddenly presented with the most delicious meal in the world. He urges your thighs further apart with every groan and lick and suckle, and you're only too happy to open further for him.

His tongue teases circles around your entrance, toying with the sensitive nerves at your opening - a lick, a suck, gently inserting the tip of his tongue just far enough in that you gasp out his name with an "Aah! R-Ris, please--"

He breathes out a huff of laughter, pulling back just far enough for you to see that the entire bottom half of his face is wet and shiny with your needy slick.

"Please, tesoro?" He asks, a grin curling the very corner of his lips. "What could you possibly be begging me for?"

"Y-your tongue," you whimper out, flushed and needy. You don't care anymore that you're probably a desperate picture of wanton need right now, your pupils blown and your lips bitten to red fullness and your eyes glazed. All you care about is the ache deep in the centre of your body, which you know will be sated at least a little by him fucking you thoroughly with his tongue. "Please!"

He licks gently at your clit, lapping like a housecat, and your hips arch into him in needy search of more.

"That's what you wanted?" He asks, his attempt at innocence made entirely unbelievable by the dark tone in his voice and the cast of his eyes and his looks in general - that silvery hair, those black and red eyes, that broad frame and impressive height and all of those scars covering him head to toe-- "You should have said sooner--"

"N-no!" You whimper out again, and you tug hard on his hair, pulling him back down to your spread thighs. "Fuck me with your tongue! Please!"

He chuckles at your forwardness - but he's not a cruel lover, really. He delves his tongue deep inside you, the tip of the muscle gently caressing your walls, and you can't help but lock your thighs about his head. His nose grinds into your clit with every thrust of his tongue, and you see stars. Your entire body converges on one point; on Risotto between your legs, his tongue buried inside you, the needy swollen bud of your clit and the way that his breath is hot and wet and everything feels like it's on fire--

You come spectacularly, the tight ball of tension exploding into a hundred fractured pieces, your body gushing wetness over Risotto's tongue and face (which he accepts with a hungry groan, like he's never tasted anything so wonderful in his life - like your slick is fine ambrosia, and he simply cannot get enough of you). Thighs trembling where they're locked around him, body jumping with the aftershocks of your orgasm, Risotto allows your body to finish the tremulous final moments of your release.

He pulls back. Your slick is down his chest now, all over his mouth - his hair is tousled and his eyes are dark and he looks very pleased that you just came all over him.

"Amore," he purrs, "You've made such a mess of me. . ." He moves, and your eye cannot help but be drawn to the bobbing heavy shaft of his cock, leaking and pink with need. You swallow, your throat going dry - despite your recent orgasm, your body whispers you could probably take another one-- "Are you going to let me make one of you?"

[maaaaaatryoshka0325]

Louder - Bang Chan DJ Smut

Requested by a few people 💕😂

Warnings: Smut, dom Chan, public sex, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap ur willy) a tiny bit fluffy

The loud music flowed through the club as you sipped on your drink, your eyes trained on one person in particular, the DJ.

You were glad you chose to come to this club tonight, as it was your turn to pick out of your friend group. You always chose this club, always loving the vibe, or so you say. But in all reality, it was because HE was the DJ at that particular club.

His blonde hair was nicely styled, showing off his pretty face. His pretty fingers worked magic on his key board, his eyes completely focused, making him look ten times hotter. Your eyes ate him from afar, swallowing in his features like he was the most delicious delicacy you’ve ever seen.

Many times, so many times did you make eye contact. His eyes were trained on you, a small smirk on his face that made his to die for dimple show. His plump lips made your heat tingle, wanting them exactly where you needed them.

You kept throwing him small smiles, swaying your hips to the music when you knew he was looking. Your friends were too drunk to notice, which is why it was the perfect chance to try and get him alone. You knew you shouldn’t want to do this with someone right away, but everything about him made your heart, and your heat, tingle every time you saw him.

You almost finished your drink when he stopped and another guy, who was a bit shorter, came on to take his place. You felt sad as you realized his shift must have ended, so you turned back to the bar and downed the rest. You went to leave the bar when you almost walked straight into his strong chest.

“Hey.” He greeted you, giving you a handsome smile

“Oh, hey.” You greeted back, smiling at him.

He leaned forward until his lips were almost brushing your ear.

“I noticed you’ve been eye raping me every time you’ve walked into this club.” He said huskily into your ear.

Your face turned red, but the liquid courage pushed you to respond.

“And, so what if I was?” You asked.

He smirked at you and ran his hand through his soft, blonde locks.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“Y/N. What’s yours?” You asked.

“Chris. Everyone calls me Chan, but you can call me Chris.” He said with a smile.

“Hm? Am I special or something?” You asked, your eyes looking directly into his.

“Maybe.” He chuckled, leaning in close again. “I could make you special if you’d like.”

His accent and the way his voice dropped low made heat pool between your legs as you smiled at him.

“Is that so? How would you do that?” You asked.

He pulled you by your hand and led you through the crowd, pulling you into an employee bathroom, which was twice the size of the one they ever so nicely graced the customers with.

He pushed you up against the long sink, pressing his soft, pillowy lips into yours. You tangled your fingers in his hair as you both hungrily kissed each other, his tongue slipping into your mouth and exploring it. You whined as he pulled away.

“You taste like alcohol, you’re drunk. I shouldn’t do this.” He sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

“I had one drink.” You protested.

“Still...” He sighed.

You rummaged through your bag and tossed him a party shot you had snuck in.

“Drink that, it has the same amount of alcohol in it that my drink did.” You said.

He looked at it and laughed before popping the cap off and threw it back. He wiped his mouth and shook his head, tossing the small, empty bottle into the trash.

“Fair?” You asked.

“Fair.” He said, crashing his lips back against yours.

You moaned into the kiss as his tongue pushed back into your mouth, winning over the dominance fight. He lifted you onto the sink and pressed himself between your legs, his fingers running up your exposed thighs.

“I always loved when you walked through those doors.” He purred as he pulled away from your lips and left sloppy kisses along your jaw and neck. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. So, so beautiful.”

You moaned as he sucked harshly on your collarbone, his hands gripping your waist tightly. He left large, red and purple marks on your chest as his hands went to your thighs, caressing between them with his thumbs.

You tangled your fingers in his blonde locks as he started to suck on your jawline, his hands coming up to pull your boobs out of the top of your top.

“So beautiful.” He purred, dropping his head down to suck on one.

You threw your head back against the mirror and arched your back into his mouth, a soft moan falling from your lips. He smirked as he rolled your nipple with his tongue, his fingers running up your exposed thighs as he pushed your skirt up.

The sounds of him sucking on your nipple filled the bathroom, before he pulled away with a pop and walked to the door, locking it so no one could interrupt the two of you. He walked back over to you and kissed your nipple as he rubbed your core through your thongs.

“So wet.” He groaned, pushing your panties to the side and running a finger up your slit.

You moaned as he slipped a finger past your soaked folds, dipping into your entrance. He caught your lips in a kiss as he curled his fingers up into your g-spot, making you moan into the kiss. He smirked as his tongue fought with yours again, starting to pump his finger in and out of you.

His tongue quickly won the dominance fight, making you whine out as he slid another finger into you, harshly pumping them in and out of you. He pulled away, his eyes watched your face as his fingers pushed into you rapidly.

“So beautiful like this.” He said lowly, sloppily kissing your jaw.

He made his way from your jaw, to your neck, to your chest, until he was down in front of your soaked heat, his fingers still pumping into you. He smirked as he saw your juices dripping out of you and onto the marble sink.

“Damn baby girl, you’re soaked.” He purred.

You whined at the pet name, which quickly turned to a high pitched moan as he attached his lips to your clit. His plump lips wrapped around it as he lightly sucked, pumping his fingers a little slower so you could get used to both sensations. He rolled your sensitive nub with his tongue, swapping back and forth between using his tongue and his lips to roll and suck on it. Your hips bucked into his face, making him grunt.

“Sit still for me baby girl.” He said huskily, pulling his fingers out and gripping your thighs tightly.

He plunged his tongue into your dripping heat, making you moan out, throwing your head back. His tongue lapped at your walls, swirling around and making you see stars. You tangled your fingers into his hair, making him hum into your heat. You moaned out at the feeling of the vibrations against your heat as he sloppily ate you out, the lewd slurping sounds filling the bathroom.

“You taste so good babygirl.” He said in English, his voice low as he took your dress off.

He kissed your lips as he pulled his length out of his tight jeans. Your eyes widened when you saw it, just above average with a delicious amount of girth that’ll be sure to have you whining when it stretched you.

“Think you can handle it baby girl?” He asked, a small smirk on his face as he lifted his shirt over his head.

You nodded as you admired his body, completely ripped and toned. He smirked as he grabbed one of your legs, propping it up on the sink. He grabbed his thick length and ran the tip along your folds, making small sounds from how wet you were.

His eyes met yours as he slid into you, watching your jaw go slack as you whined out from the stretch. He furrowed his brows as he bottomed out and dropped his head on your shoulder.

“So tight.” He groaned.

He grabbed your thighs as he pulled out and pushed back in, making you moan as his thick length rubbed just the right spots. He caught your lips in a kiss as he pulled himself all the way out and pushed himself back in, loud slapping sounds filling the room. You dug your finger nails into his bare back as he gripped your hips tightly, almost painfully, as he pounded into you. Your cries filled the room as he began to pound into your g-spot, making your back arch and your legs shake.

He removed one hand from your waist and rubbed your clit harshly, making your cries turn to almost screams. You were grateful the loud music drowned out what you were up too, but the thought of being caught also excited you.

“You’re being so loud baby, do you want to get caught?” He asked, slowing down his thrusts, but making them sharper.

You whimpered at his question, making him smirk.

“Oh, so you’re a dirty girl huh? Fucking in public and wanting to get caught - shit, you’re filthy.” He groaned, his thrusts picking back up.

His thumb on your clit became harsher as he lifted your legs over his shoulders, making you cry out as your eyes rolled back and you hit your high. His thrusts slowed down as he noticed your legs shaking from your orgasm, keeping them shallow and deep.

“Did you just cum baby? You like being degraded huh? Such a cute little slut.” He grunted, trying to control himself from pistoning away in you and reaching his own high.

When you didn’t respond, he reached out and grabbed your throat, making you whine out.

“I asked you a question.” He growled.

“Y-Yes.” You whimpered.

“Yes what slut?” He asked.

“I love when you degrade me.” You whimpered.

“That’s a good girl.” He said, pulling out of you and turning you around, bending you over the sink.

He played with the skin on your ass, rubbing it softly before landing a harsh slap to the swell of it. You whimpered at the stinging feeling, crying out again when he slapped the same spot harder.

“Such a beautiful ass.” He purred, rubbing the red mark on your ass.

He ran his tip between your folds before shoving himself harshly back into you. You cried out as he began to pound into you all over again, his tip slamming into your cervix at the new position. He held your hip tightly with one hand as he pulled your hips back against his, making you take him as deep as you could.

Your toes curled every time he hit so deeply into you, making you forget everything around you, fucking you into oblivion. The sounds of his hips repeatedly hitting the flesh of your ass echoed so loudly you were surprised no one could hear it over the music, not that you cared.

He grabbed your hair and lifted your head up, making you look into the mirror. Your make up was smeared, red and purple marks adorned your skin, your jaw slack as your eyes met his.

“You look so beautiful baby girl, so desperate for my dick. So fucked out.” He groaned, dropping his head down to kiss along your bare shoulders and your back.

Your cries echoed throughout the bathroom as he lifted himself back up and pounded into you harshly, his hands gripping your ass cheeks.

“You’re so beautiful taking my dick like the little slut you are, your pussy grips me so tightly- fuck, you’re so tight babygirl.” He groaned, his head rolling back on his shoulders.

You cried out as you hit your second high, your whole body shaking, your whimpers making him snap out of it. He slowed his hips down to a halt as he pressed comforting kisses along your shoulders.

“You’re doing so well babygirl. I just need you to hang on a little longer. Just a little longer, I promise.” He whispered into your skin.

You whined when he pulled out and turned you around, your legs feeling like jelly as you fell against him.

“Can you handle more babygirl?” He asked.

You nodded then yelped as he lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his waist. He pushed you against the wall as he slid himself back into you. You cried out at the over sensitivity as he began to bounce your hips up and down, thrusting up into your heat as he held you up.

“You’re taking it so well my beautiful slut. So, so well.” He groaned.

He pounded into you, his own legs becoming wobbly as he held you both up. He dropped you back into the sink and pounded harshly into you, making you cry out every time his length entered you again. His groans became more raspy, his dick starting to twitch inside of you.

“I’m gonna cum soon babygirl, where can I cum?” He asked in a deep grunt, thrusting so deeply into you.

“In me- please, I’m on birth control.” You begged. “Please give it to me.”

“Fuck- how can I say no when you’re begging for it like the whore you are?” He asked, hips snapping sharply into you as his thumb attacked your clit again.

Your eyes rolled back again as your back arched, a scream leaving your lips as you hit a harsh high. Your clenching heat around him made him groan out as he pushed deeply into you, cumming harshly.

He rode out your highs, thrusting slowly, but deeply as you both came down from it. He dropped his head on your chest as he stilled his hips, panting loudly. You softly stroked his hair as he recollected himself, pulling himself up and kissing your lips. He looked down where your bodies were connected and let out a small chuckle as he, very slowly, pulled out. His cum dripped down onto the sink as you sighed at the feeling of being empty.

He swiped up some of the cum and pushed it back into you, making you whine, as your walls were still clenching from the over sensitivity. He pushed your panties back over your heat, tucking his length away before he grabbed your dress, helping you slip back into it. He threw his shirt back on and wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Lets go back to my place, hm? I’ll cook you up something and get you cleaned up. You can wear something of mine- I’ll put it in the dryer before I give it to you so it’s warm, how does that sound?” He asked with a sweet smile.

“Perfect.” You giggled, leaning into his arm as he walked you out of the club, shooting your friends a quick text.

[jawnjendes]

but i like what you’re doing to me | shawn mendes

university au/ shawn x goth gf

an: if ur just here for smutty smut and no plot, ur welks. if u want more, blease consider reading n rebloobing this whole series 

masterlist | series playlist

Once the ball was rolling, my nerves went away. I excitedly crawled onto the bed, Shawn coming in after me. We both sat on our knees (although sitting like that made my thighs ache from earlier today), Shawn quickly getting his hands all over me. Seriously, all he did was move his hands up and down my torso, across my breasts, down to my ass and back. His eyes were wide with arousal, following where he touched.

“I can't believe you did this,” he said softly. “Can't believe how sexy you look.” His hands moved up my ribcage again and landed on my breasts. He looked me in the eyes again, that sweet and tender boy gone. “Can't believe you're mine.”

He was always quite chatty in these situations. I never knew what to say, and I certainly did not have the heart to tell him to shut the hell up and dick me down already. Besides, outside the bedroom, Shawn found it difficult to be outwardly loving to me considering that I did not like compliments or praise. This was probably the only time he could show verbal affection.

I helped him get his shirt off before pulling him in for a hot kiss. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, knowing that it really got him going. I ran my fingers up and down his chest and abs, because that got me going. How the hell did he want me when I wasn't in some slutty little outfit? How was I able to resist pouncing on him in public? How could I resist sucking hickeys on his neck, collarbones and shoulders?

He placed his hands on my waist and lowered me onto my back, our noses touching, breathing heavy. “How do you wanna do this, honey?”

My head was spinning in the most wonderful way. I sighed deeply in an attempt to catch my breath, only for it to get taken again as Shawn traced his finger over my nipple, which was quite visible through this transparent material. My body twitched, and a soft moan came out of me. I grabbed his wrist, digging my nails into his skin to show just how good it made me feel.

“Tell me how you want it,” Shawn said, his voice deliciously low. His nose grazed my cheek just before his lips attached themselves to my neck, kissing and sucking sensually. Then he moved down to my breasts and teased my nipples some more, being as gentle as possible.

At the moment, I wanted every position. I wanted him to bend me over every surface in this apartment. I wanted my legs on his shoulders as he relentlessly pounded into me. I wanted him to pin me up against the wall and use me like I was some cheap sex doll. God, I just wanted to be treated like a dirty little whore.

But Shawn was just so sweet and gentle. Even when we were doing a quickie in the car, he was always holding my hand or telling me to look him in the eyes. It was quite different than what I've experienced in the past. His heart was practically having sex with my heart.

“Do whatever you want to me,” I groaned. “Take me however you want.”

Something of a growl erupted from his throat as he got on top of me. He swiftly hitched my legs onto his hips and slowly started grinding into my crotch. Our noses touched and our lips brushed against each other. Shawn kissed the corner of my mouth, then my jaw, and he moved down my body altogether. He ran his lips across my hip bones, teeth grazing the hem of my panties. Then, he took a single finger and ran it up the crotch of the pink lace.

Soon enough, Shawn was pulling off the measly piece of fabric and putting his pretty mouth to work. His tongue went over every crevice, and he did not hold back. The wet, obscene noises of his mouth doing unspeakable things drove me absolutely wild.

I moaned louder than I ever have before and gripped the bedsheets when the tip of his tongue repeatedly ran over that one sweet spot. My back arched as I heaved quick breaths, and my hips were moving against his mouth. “Fuck.”

Shawn pulled off with a wet kiss. “Fuck, I love eating your-”

“Don't stop!” I squealed, grabbing the back of his head and bringing his mouth back to where it belongs.

He smiled against me before continuing. He flattened his tongue against my most sensitive area and inserted two fingers to make it that much better. He groaned against me, almost like he was encouraging me to the finish line. He even took the liberty of whispering, “Come on, come on…” and making sure his lips were brushing against me.

And then I was calling his name as my first orgasm of the night hit me like a train.

“That's it, give it to me…” He groaned as he vigorously pumped his fingers for a few more seconds before pulling them out.

I shut my eyes and breathed heavily, coming down from the high. My limbs went limp and melted into the mattress.

Shawn moved and lied on his side, looking down at me. He delicately brushed strands of my hair away from my forehead and planted a soft kiss in that very spot. Then he took my hand and kissed my knuckles. I turned into his body, craving affection, and I curled into his chest and tangled my legs with his.

“Take a breather,” he told me, “because we're not done yet.”

It was true. We hadn't even gotten to his needs yet, but I couldn't fight off a power nap. Shawn was just too comfy to not sleep on. Or with.

When I woke (with a mild start), he told me that I knocked out for a grand total of fifteen minutes. Then he proceeded to make out with me. It really wasn't hard to get in the mood again. He was just that good.

He grabbed my thigh and hooked my leg around his waist again. He just wanted me to be as close as possible. Close wasn't close enough for him. His mouth was all over my neck and my tits, while I snaked my hand down between us to touch him where he needed me. He let out a deep grunt against my skin, and his hips moved into my hand.

“Mm, baby…”

His tall figure sat up to pull off his sweatpants, which gave me a good look at the dick print in his briefs. I smiled and bit my lip, looking up at him. Then, I shifted so I was bent down on all fours, reached over, and pulled down the front of his briefs. I didn't think twice about taking him into my mouth.

Shawn let out a soft breath, holding up my hair in his big hands. That soft breath led to a soft moan, which led to a louder moan when I properly deepthroated him. He tightened his grip on my hair, and one hand roamed my back. He bunched up my nightgown, his nails barely scraping my skin.

“You're so good at taking my dick,” he groaned. “Should use, mmm, I should use your mouth more often.”

Yes, use me. Fuck my mouth until I can't speak.

I pulled back with a loud pop and looked up at Shawn, running my tongue over his tip. His eyes were heavy, and his mouth was slack. He stroked my cheek and cupped my chin, which he then grabbed to bring me back up to his level. I didn't even resist, I just let him pull me wherever he pleased.

“You're so fucking beautiful,” he told me, brushing our noses together. “You know how much I love you?”

My chest got all sorts of warm and fuzzy, but my brain and vagina were screaming for things to get a move on. I needed him now.

“Show me,” I replied, softly pecking his lips before lying down on the mattress. I spread my legs open, looking at him helplessly. “Please… show me.”

He didn't need telling twice. Shawn pulled off his underwear and settled himself between my legs, propping himself up on his elbows. Slowly, he slid himself inside me, not taking his eyes away from my face. I shut my eyes and dug my nails into his back, groaning through my clenched teeth. It couldn't get any better than this.

“Look at me,” he said between huffs of breath. “Look at me, honey…”

A stiff noise escaped my throat, but I did what he said. Shawn's face was contorted with pleasure, his eyebrows were scrunching together, the muscles in his neck were flexed. Sweat was forming around his hairline and his chest. His pretty brown eyes were filled with something I never saw in anyone else. He really meant all the words he was saying, and it brought back that fuzzy feeling in my chest.

“God, you're so beautiful,” he whispered. “You don't even know what you do to me. You don't even know how much I love you. Fuck, baby…”

“Shawn,” I breathed out. Enough of the sweet talk. “Fuck me harder.”

The corners of his mouth went up, and his hands went down to grab my ass. He let out low grunts as he pounded his hips with more vigor. “You like it like this?”

“Harder,” I growled against his mouth, my nails scratching up his back. I let out a guttural moan when he did what I said.

Then, I brought my hand down between us and rubbed as quickly as I could. That was something I haven't done before, and Shawn was certainly happy to see that. His head tilted down to look at where our bodies connected and he properly moaned at the sight. Like, a proper porn-worthy moan.

“Oohh… I'm gonna give you a big fucking load, baby…”

“You gonna come for me?” I asked in a challenging tone. “Gonna make a huge mess all over me?”

Shawn's face contorted a little more, his back arching as he got closer and closer to his end. His thrusting was staggering a lot just as his moans got louder and more needy. Finally, he pulled out and spilled all over my lower abdomen and my arm. He soaked through my nightie, which looked a lot hotter than it felt. He grabbed himself and squeezed everything out, his eyes shut tight and his mouth in that perfect little O. He's never looked more mind blowingly attractive.

When he finished, Shawn took two fingers and helped me get to where I needed. He joined our free hands and laced our fingers together. He mumbled more sweet nothings until I was yelling and writhing once again. I called out his name and squeezed his hand in mine, practically hurdling myself into heaven.

Shawn was just as short on breath as I was. As soon as we were both satisfied, he plopped down on the space next to me. I lied still on the bed after that orgasm, waiting for the clarity to kick in. After a few minutes, I was only put off by the fact that I was not in my signature color. I sat up and carefully took off the nightgown and left it on the floor. Then I lied back again and faced Shawn, who had watched me get naked.

“Sorry I ruined your pretty little outfit,” he said, his voice slurred.

“Meh, it's pink,” I told him, “I was never going to wear it again anyway.”

He chuckled. “Oh no. I need to see you in pink more often. It's a good look on you.”

“That's the orgasm talking.”

“And what about it?”

We both laughed, and then Shawn turned his body towards me. His eyes were tired but content, and he was smiling wide. Oh, he boutta do it…

“I love you so much.”

He had to do it to me.

Shawn reached over and stroked my sexed up hair. Even with my silence, his smile didn't falter. He was too kind and too empathetic. He didn't really understand my issues with affection, but he still let me figure things out without pressuring me about it. He told me a while back that he would say the words enough for the both of us.

“I know,” I replied softly.