#while he’s tying u up and then giving u a big wet kiss on the cheek while u squirm

[ghostbeam]

Speaking of yandere favs………….🎤🎤

[arminsumi]

DRINK ME!

Quenching a vampire's thirst... in more ways than one!

Featuring : Sukuna, Satoru, Suguru, Nanami, Choso + fem!reader

Warnings : 🔞 mdni/r : suggestive/smut/18+ content, horny vampires, blood, tying up (Sukuna's), biting (thighs, wrist, neck, hip), creampie / unprotected sex, oral (giving/receiving), face-f*cking, c*m drinking, "sl*t", double d*ck!Sukuna (and double penetration), there might be errors, +++

Note : ah this is a bit silly but idc i love vampires. they can suck me if i can suck them back if u know what i mean 😋🤤👍 enjoy!!

Sukuna

"Comfy?" he grins devilishly at you.

He's bound you to his throne... with your legs spread wide. You can't move an inch, only struggle against the restraining rope.

You made a deal with him; he can drink from you if he fucks you good afterwards as a reward.

He's relishing in your shudders, lightly tracing his sharp nails up your thighs just to elicit a small moan out of you.

His lips come closer, intense gaze burning into yours as he does so. You yelp and squeak when he drags his fangs over your thigh, scratching, inching closer to your panties and inhaling your aroused scent.

"What a nasty slut, getting wet from this." he mutters against your skin, scolding you with his eyes.

Then he sinks his teeth into the flesh of your inner thigh. He smirks as he drinks — and he drinks a bit too much, he gets a bit blood-drunk, so when he's done and coming up to level with your face, he crashes his blood-painted lips on yours and kisses you feverishly. It feels like his kiss knocks the wind out of you.

You feel the fingertip of his middle finger massaging into your pussy, searching up and down for your clit, finding it in no time and applying pressure while he breathes against you. It's buzzing, oversensitive, because he made you wait so long.

"P-please... c-c'mon don't tease... I've been good, r-right? I let you drink so much... please gimme your cock."

He just laughs, big hand trailing down his body to stroke his cock.

"Oh you've been a real good girl, alright. Don't worry. I'm gonna give you some good slut treatment. You better take everything I give you..."

It's hard to take everything he gives you, because by "everything" he meant both of his fat cocks in your tiny cunt and tinier ass... they fill you out so deliciously, pumping in and out of your holes until they get loosened up.

Your holes milk his cocks so perfectly, he's grunting and shooting his seed deep inside, squeezing your body.

"Take it, be a good fuckin' girl and take it... fuck." his composure slips for the small seconds of his orgasm, and his muscular thighs shudder 'n his meaty biceps twitch.

Satoru

"You taste so good..." he rasps. "Come on, let me have some more, yeah?"

He's already had a drink of you tonight — at the candlelit dinner that he forced you to attend; but he's greedy and wants more, not just a wine glass' worth of your blood.

"Greedy bastard..." you scoff, "If you want it, come get it."

You make him chase you down the corridors of his haunted mansion, enjoying the chase wholeheartedly. He pins you to the wall and wedges his knee between your thighs, his big lanky body casting a tall shadow over you as he sinks his fangs deep into your neck for the second time... it's his favorite spot to bite, not just because it gets you going, but because everyone will see his mark there (especially when you wear those low-cut gowns he buys you...)

He's giving you a feral sort of look. Your blood stains his lips. He's a sloppy eater; rivulets of blood drip down his chin and pool in his collarbones. You're a bit dizzy and weak from how much blood he sucked out of you, and he thinks it's cute.

"Thanks for the drink." he murmurs suggestively, "Now how about you suck me next?"

And oh, it's so funny to him how quickly you drop to your knees and willingly open your mouth. The bulge of his cock through his tight pants is mouth-watering.

You're so dizzy, he has to guide you up and down on his length; Satoru's a groaner and an eye-roller when your lips wrap around his cock. He's too long, always poking at the back of your throat and daring to stuff all those inches down it.

Your jaw aches as he fucks your face, but don't worry... he replenishes you as promised, with a mouthful of his creamy cum which you happily swallow.

Suguru

He speaks in a soft yet sinister voice.

"Just a little sip? I promise it doesn't hurt as much as you think."

He certainly wasn't intending to take just one sip. You knew that, yet still you willingly exposed your neck to him.

"Oh, no no, not your neck, pretty thing... give me your wrist."

Why does he want to drink from your wrist? Because to him, it feels more erotic than the neck.

He lays you on an alter, kissing and lapping his tongue at your inner wrist before biting into the sensitive flesh. He's sensual, he languidly sucks and gulps down your blood.

His kimono is loosely tied enough so that you can see that attractive strip of his defined torso.

He laughs while licking a stripe up your forearm, collecting the blood dripping down it. You're trying to thumb the kimono off his shoulders, your whole body hot and needy.

"Suguru... please... y-you got me all worked up, do something about it..."

"Aw, you want me to lay you here? Well I can't say no to those eyes. Let me relieve you... it's only fair, you gave me your body. So I'll give you mine. Spread your legs."

Nanami

He's more of a gentleman than a blood-sucking fiend. He's stoic. A neat eater. He'd never want to stain your clothes with blood, especially not this expensive outfit he bought you...

"Darling, are you really sure? It's going to hurt a lot for you."

When you give him consent once again, he hooks a finger onto his tie and pulls it down to loosen it.

He kisses the place he wants to bite, and pierces your skin with his fangs carefully. The second he tastes your blood, he loses composure, and holds your body tightly against his like you're a meal he's about to devour.

Nanami's so sweet. After a drink from you, he spoils you in between his luxury bedsheets, with his fat warm cock of course! He grunts 'n pounds harder each time you say "right there!", never missing a sweet spot because he knows your body so well by now.

Choso

He's brutally shy, just a college classmate that eyes you out down the corridors and walks very quickly past you while hanging his head in shame. And truly, Choso is so ashamed of his vampirism, so when you find out he's mortified and you have to chase him because he runs and hides his face in his scarf.

But after you give him reassurance, he feels less freakish. He stutters when you offer him a drink of your blood.

And when he drinks from you? He kneels for you, sinks his fangs into the plush of your hips... those hips that he swears hypnotize him.

He whimpers when he gets a taste of your blood, and feels himself getting hard just thinking about sinking his tongue inside your tiny cunt.

He wipes your blood off on the back of his hand and looks at you, cute fangs hooking over his quivering bottom lip.

"Th-thank you... for that... hey, do you mind if I kiss here?" he asks so shyly.

"Mhm, sure~" you smile down at him and it makes his tummy flip.

So he kisses 'n noses between your thighs, whimpering right onto your warm pussy. In no time you're pushing your panties aside an letting him swipe his tongue up and down your slit. Oh he's so lucky :( he gets to eat you out after drinking you up.

"So good... you taste so fucking gooddd..." he's choking on your juices, pleasuring your pussy like an amateur virgin because he is an amateur virgin, but that just makes it better.

"Cum on my face, please please please mmmf!" he begs, tongue stuffing inside your tight hole and wriggling around.

When you cum on his face, he cums hands-free in his pants and makes a big stain :(

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[wonton4rang]

....thinking so many pussy drunk taesan thoughts i'm going crazy .... .. the drabble u wrote about it is just So Correct i fear

warnings: +18, smut, pussy eating, pet names (slut)

note: ty for giving me the chance!! i loved the thought and would love to hear more of yours <33

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and i'm afraid that we are under the same circumstances... taesan gives me those vibes of someone who's not into sex but the way he carries himself makes me believe he's the biggest simp and pussy drunk baby boy to ever exist. it's different from leehan tho, leehan gives me vibes of pussy drunk but more into this controlling/ rough approach. taesan is just one to lay down and cry over how good you ride his face, his tongue lapping your cunt like a mad man and his arms practically hugging your thighs on each side of his head, he would practically make out with your pussy over and over, drool dropping of his mouth and his dick so hard inside his pants he could cum by himself, no touching needed.

he is the type to beg you to let him eat you out when he's feeling horny, i can even see him dropping on his own knees on the living room while you sat at the couch, looking into your eyes while pleading for you. he would get so excited when you finally open your legs and let him see what he's been starving all day for but his excitement quickly goes away because you were mad at the poor boy and his punishment was a pussy diet :((

taesan is like a puppy, big shiny eyes looking at you and expecting for a sign for him to finally devour your lips, his hand always, and i mean ALWAYS, finding its way under your lower part clothes, could be shorts, pants, a skirt or even a dress but his fingers were already playing with your pussy while he moaned into the kiss like a slut. you could even feel the way his heartbeat started to get faster and how sloppy his tongue kiss was getting.

the best present you could ever give him was allowing him to eat you out, there was nothing else that he cared about. i've said this a thousand times but i'll say it again, he is NOT into sex (at least not as of now) but that doesn't means he doesn't get horny or doesn't enjoy it, it's just not his first choice or his biggest craving (that could change tho). so his favorite part is to eat you out and then fuck your soaked cunt in missionary while the wet sounds filled his ears, his lips against yours while his eyes were fixed on you, his dick going so deep inside that you physically shaked.

he was the best at making you cum and then fucking your pussy so good you ended up cumming over and over again :((

[svnoohe4rts]

ENHYPEN HYUNG LINE : WHAT THEY’RE INTO IN BED !

pairing : enhypen hyung line x fembodied!reader

warnings : SMUT ! MDNI .  

: ̗̀➛  l e e  h e e s e u n g 

oral, both giving and receving

heeseung is a big fan of receiving head, to the point where he practically lives for a good head. to him, there’s no better view than seeing you on your knees for him; your mouth stuffed with his cock and your eyes teary from him thrusting down your throat. but even though he loves receiving head, he also loves giving head - especially in the morning when you’re wearing nothing but his shirt and panties; making it easy for him to slip under the covers and press wet kisses along your inner thighs.

“you look so pretty on your knees like that, fuck,”

“how about i help you wake up, hm? please?”

clothed sex

he likes the thrill and the urgency behind clothed sex, he loves fucking you with his pants pulled down to his ankles and your skirt rolled up by your waist; purely because it displays how desperate you both are for each other. his favorite sex is always the one where you’re both clothed, because it shows how desperate you were to have each other to the point where you didn’t even bother to get undressed, like when he comes home after a long day at work consisting of picturing you in nothing but his t-shirt, for example. it also makes it easy for him to fuck you whenever, wherever - all he has to do is pull his pants down and he’s ready to go.

“so desperate for my cock that you didn’t even bother taking off your panties properly?”

“been thinking about fucking you in my t-shirt all day.”

marking

he’s big on marking, like he’s really, really into it. he loves leaving trails of hickeys on places where people can’t see them, like down your back while fucking you in doggy for example. he enjoys knowing that he’s the only one who gets to see them, but he’s also not afraid to leave them in places where other people can see them as well; like on your throat or collarbones for example. he’s also really into scratching and biting, but only if you’re the one doing it; the feeling of your nails digging into his skin as he rams into you or your teeth sinking into his shoulder whenever he fucks you a little too hard never fails to make the prettiest noises leave his lips.

“look so pretty marked up like that, letting everyone know you belong to me,”

“don’t be afraid baby, let others see how well i please you.”

read the rest under the cut !

: ̗̀➛  p a r k j o n g s e o n g 

jay would love to tie you up, whether it be the pair of fluffy handcuffs he got you that one birthday as a gift or tying you up to the bed using rope, it doesn’t matter; because it’s the whole idea of you being tied up that gets him going. for him, restraining you is his favorite way of asserting dominance and he swears that nothing gets him going like seeing you have no control over the situation - letting him do whatever he pleases.

jay would love to tie you up, whether it be the pair of fluffy handcuffs he got you that one birthday as a gift or tying you up to the bed using rope, it doesn’t matter; because it’s the whole idea of you being tied up that gets him going. for him, restraining you is his favorite way of asserting dominance and he swears that nothing gets him going like seeing you have no control over the situation - letting him do whatever he pleases.

jay would love to tie you up, whether it be the pair of fluffy handcuffs he got you that one birthday as a gift or tying you up to the bed using rope, it doesn’t matter; because it’s the whole idea of you being tied up that gets him going. for him, restraining you is his favorite way of asserting dominance and he swears that nothing gets him going like seeing you have no control over the situation - letting him do whatever he pleases.

jay would love to tie you up, whether it be the pair of fluffy handcuffs he got you that one birthday as a gift or tying you up to the bed using rope, it doesn’t matter; because it’s the whole idea of you being tied up that gets him going. for him, restraining you is his favorite way of asserting dominance and he swears that nothing gets him going like seeing you have no control over the situation - letting him do whatever he pleases.

”stop squirming around, it’s no use, is it?’‘

‘‘look at you, letting me touch you however i want without you being able to do anything about it, hm?’‘

blindfolding

this kind of goes hand in hand with the previous one, as he absolutely thrives off seeing you in such a vulnerable state where you have no control whatsoever. he loves hearing you gasp every time his tongue unexpectedly comes into contact with your skin or when tears start leaving your eyes from not being able to see, his unexpected touches getting too much. preferably, he’d both tie you up and blindfold you at the same time to top things off.

‘‘i wish you could see how pretty you look right now, what a shame you can’t.’‘

‘‘aw, is it too much? how are you supposed to handle my cock if you can’t handle being blindfolded?’‘

edging

he loves edging you. there’s nothing better than denying you your orgasm to the point where your begging for him to let you cum, preferably to the point where you’re willing to do anything for him to make you cum. he’ll finger you right up until your body starts shaking, before quickly retracting his fingers only to hear your pretty cries; only to softly kiss your clit as you beg him to keep going.

‘‘i’ll let you cum baby, don’t worry, just let me have some fun, okay?’’

‘‘if you don’t stop moving you won’t get to cum at all, understood?’‘

: ̗̀➛ s i m  j a e y u n  

recording

you giving him head, him fucking you from behind, you name it - he has recorded all of it. jake absolutely loves recording the two of you having sex, there’s something about it that makes him feel almost powerful. he loves recording you choking on his cock, making sure to film the spit trailing off your chin and the moans leaving your lips each time he thrusts into you - giving him something to look at whenever he’s not with you. he also likes knowing that he has multiple videos of him eating your pussy stored on his phone, without anyone ever knowing, just for him to see.

‘‘yeah, show the camera how good you’re sucking my cock.’‘

‘‘acting like such a slut, putting on a performance for the camera, huh?’‘

mutual masturbation

jake loves pleasuring you more than anything else, but watching you pleasure yourself? that has to be among one of his favorite things ever. he loves watching your own fingers slip into your hole while he slowly strokes his cock, giving you instructions on how to touch yourself and listening to the moans trailing off your lips. most of the time it just ends up with you two having sex as he can’t control himself, but he makes sure that you come undone on your own fingers at least once before he gives you his cock.

‘‘rubbing your clit for me like the good girl you are,’‘

‘‘that’s right, look at me while fucking yourself.’‘

public sex

pulling you into the toilet while being out shopping for a quickie, fingering you under the table while out for dinner; anything that’s remotely public turns jake on. he enjoys the thrill of having to be quiet and quick, the fact that he might get caught while being balls deep into you turns him on more than anything else. he also enjoys knowing that there are people around, completely clueless about what you’re doing; especially whenever you’re giving him head in one of the dressing rooms of his favorite shop and then continuing shopping like nothing ever happened.

‘‘you have to be quiet baby,’‘

‘‘imagine if anyone walked in, seeing you choke on my cock? you’d like that, wouldn’t you? fuck,’‘

: ̗̀➛ p a r k  s u n g h o o n  

spitting

if there’s nothing like grabbing your jaw and forcing your mouth open, just to spit in your mouth; at least according to sunghoon. he loves telling you to stick your tongue out while roughly fucking you and letting a glop of spit land on your tongue, grunts leaving his lips as he watches you happily swallow it. he also loves landing a glob of spit on your pussy whenever he’s eating you out, using his fingers to spread it around before giving your pussy a smack; your moans combined with the wet sound of his spit mixing with your arousal filling the room before he slams his cock into you with ease.

‘‘open your mouth, tongue out,’‘

‘‘now swallow like a good girl.’‘

choking

if sunghoon could choose, he’d have his hand wrapped around your throat each minute of every day. he loves wrapping his fingers around your throat whenever he’s given the chance, whether it be during a make out session or when he’s ramming into you. if he’s in a position where he can’t wrap is hand around your throat, like when’s he’s fucking you from behind for example, he just simply puts you in a chokehold, his arm wrapped around your throat while your back is pressed up against his stomach. he just loves the small whimpers that leaves your lips whenever he applies the tiniest bit of pressure, your whimpers going straight to his cock; loving the fact that he’s fully in control with nothing but his hand controlling your breathing.

‘‘you want me to choke you harder? well, you asked baby.’‘

‘‘look at you, all fucked out.’‘

using toys

ever since you first came up with the idea to try out some sex toys, he hasn’t stopped using at least one toy on you whenever the two of you have sex. he especially loves using a vibrator on you, letting him overstimulate you by using the highest setting all while fucking you and preferably choking you - all at the same time. he’d definitely be willing to try some toys on himself as well, like a cock ring for example; but nothing too crazy. he prefers to use the crazy stuff on you.

‘‘you’re crying, huh? it’s too much? aw, i don’t think so.’‘

‘‘you want more? my cock isn’t enough? such a greedy bitch, aren’t you?’‘

[em1e]

ᶻz feat. draken + mikey + ran !!

tokyo revengers && haircare

☓ they let u touch their hair !! ran's is a lil suggestive :3

ᶻz・ken ryuguji ‘draken’

⠀ ⬤ and helping upkeep his dark dye job.

“your roots are coming in.” you hum out with a tap to his forehead. 

draken swats your hand away with a grimace, standing from his kneeling position in front of the bike he was fixing while wiping his hands on the rag he keeps in his belt loop, “yeah? ‘ve been meaning to get some dye.” 

you smile, “can i do it?” 

“you gotta dying degree?, his eyes narrow to slits, quick to ask. 

“cosmetology degree,” you correct, unwavering, “and how hard can it be? you seem to do just fine.” 

“i’ve been doing it for a couple years.” he rolls his eyes, “and it’s so dark, i dunno how good of a job you’ll do.” 

“tomato, tomato.” you wave off, “what brand do you get? i’ll stop by the store and grab a box before you’re home.”  

he doesn’t have it in him to argue - not when you’re giving him such a big grin and those puppy-dog eyes - he can’t say no. 

“revlon,” he relents, “but if you mess up you’re never doin’ it again.” 

“aye aye captain.” you giggle, standing on your toes to press a quick kiss to his lips before you’re practically skipping out of the garage.

when he comes back to your shared home, you’re sitting in the living room, a towel in the middle of the floor with one of the dining room chairs set in the center of it. he raises an eyebrow at it, and you hold up the box with a smile. 

“ready?”

draken changes from his work clothes while you mix the bowl of dye. he ends up sitting in the chair while you drape an old hand towel around his neck and press a kiss to his nose when you’re satisfied with the placement. 

“try not to get it in my scalp, yeah?” he grimaces at how dark the color is, suddenly very aware of each stroke you put onto his head despite you being mindful of each part you section off before moving to the next. it takes you maybe thirty minutes before you’re satisfied, making sure to use what dye remains to blend it in with the rest of his hair. you give another kiss to his forehead when you’re finished, and grimace when your nose presses into the still very wet dye. 

draken wipes away the little dot smeared on the tip of your nose with the corner of the hand towel, smiling at how you perk up at such a little interaction. 

“‘kay, it has to stay on for 25 minutes and then you can rinse it out.” 

“i know,” he laughs, “i do this like once a month.” 

you pinch his shoulder with a huff, “i was just reminding you.” 

draken stays in the chair as the 25 minutes pass, worried about dripping dye on your brand new carpet, and lets you help him wash it out when the time comes, leaning over the edge of the bathtub while you run water and shampoo and conditioner over his hair. 

you towel it try while he sits on the toilet, pressing a kiss to his forehead when you’re finished and smiling at how well of a job you’ve done. 

“none on your scalp.” you hum out, stepping back when he stands to look at himself in the mirror. you adore him like this, hair down and falling over his shoulders. he runs a hand through the still slightly damp hair, examining with the critique of a college professor.

then he gives you a toothy grin, brushing some fallen pieces out of his face, “you did good. might have to make this a habit.” 

ᶻz・manjiro sano ‘mikey’ 

⠀ ⬤ and letting you put his hair into different styles.

mikey was practically purring while you ran your fingers through his messy blond hair. 

the sensation of your fingertips against his scalp was magical, leaving him to bonelessly slumping against you while you part and section as you please, and despite you tapping his shoulder multiple times and mumble something about him needing to stay sitting up straight so you can properly fix his hair, he always ends up in the same position. 

it makes your job twenty times harder, tying up his pretty locks at an awkward angle and having to redo it multiple times when it’s uneven, and part of you suspects maybe he’s doing it on purpose - the need to have your fingers in his hair ever present with the sighs that fall from his lips. 

still, you do as well as you can, and press a soft kiss to the top of his head when you’re finished. 

he doesn’t have to look in the mirror to know you’ve done a good job. his body goes even limper to lean his full weight against you, sighing softly as you wrap your arms around his waist and hook your head over his shoulder. 

“how’s it look?” he asks more out of courtesy, since you did just spend the last twenty minutes doing whatever it is you’ve decided to do to his head. 

“cute.” you answer with a smile, “wanna see?” 

he hums, eyes closing when the warmth that radiates from you seeps into his back. he really doesn’t want to move.

and it’s as if you can see into the future - having already brought over a small hand mirror for him to look into when you grabbed the various hair ties and clips that are currently in his hair. you offer it to him gently, and he takes it with one eye open, head tilting as he takes in his new style. 

it is cute, he can admit. small colorful butterfly clips sat mixed into the usual half-up hairdo he normally wears. 

“you did good.” he turns his head slightly to give you a small peck on the cheek, smiling when he sees the blush that flares from the spot as if he’s burned you. 

“thanks.” your voice is quiet, but giddy. happy he’s happy. 

he sets the mirror face down onto his stomach, closing his eyes and letting himself relax in your embrace. some stray clips poke into the back of his head, but he can’t really find it in himself to care when the air around you brings such peace. 

he thinks he could stay like this forever, laying with whatever silly decorations in his hair if it means you’ll stay there, too. 

ᶻz・ran haitani

⠀ ⬤ and braiding his stupidly dyed hair.

“you are so annoying,” you groan out, undoing the entirety of the braid you’ve just done when ran turns his head to face you with a grin. 

“what?” he asks innocently, as if he hasn’t been the reason you’ve spent thirty minutes on his hair and still haven’t gotten a single braid finished. 

you replace the hair tie on your wrist, twisting him to face forward by his cheeks to restart, “we were supposed to leave twenty minutes ago. rindou is gonna kill me if we’re late to this stupid dinner.” 

his grin falters at the mention of his brother’s name, turning to face you fully despite your protests, “who cares ‘bout him. you ‘nd i can have plenty of fun without goin’ to that dinner with him.”

the look you set him with would send any normal person running, but ran haitani has seen it all. death doesn’t scare him as much as it probably should, and neither does the way your eyes are scanning over his face. 

“it’s his birthday.” you settle for instead, forcing him to turn back around so you can start over with a frustrated sigh. 

“he ‘nd i already celebrated.” he says dismissively, turning back around despite you clicking your tongue and dropping your hands into your lap with another sigh. 

your aggravation is palpable, clear with the crease in your brows, “ran, i’m serious. i still need to get dressed and the reservation is five minutes from now and the place is almost fifteen if we speed-” 

he shuts you up with a kiss, pulling you towards him with a desperation that has your eyes fluttering closed and returning it as if it’s something as natural as breathing. your hands come up to tangle in his hair, fingertips meeting the hair tie still separating the half of it from the rest, and you pull. far harder than necessary, and it has him pulling away from you with a groan. 

it’s enough to tug the hair tie out completely, and you’re satisfied with the way his mixed colors fall over his shoulders and frame his face. 

the grin he gives you is sharp, all teeth and teasing, and your eyebrows raise with a pointed finger, “no ran. you are going to this dinner with your hair down and i am going to get dressed.” you slide out from behind him as quickly as your body will allow, already in the process of stripping off your shirt to put on the clothes you’ve set out previously. 

“c’mon babe, we’re already gonna be late.” his arms wrap around your bare torso, teeth pressing into your shoulder from how hard he’s grinning, “what’s a few extra minutes? s’not like he’ll be alone, izana ‘nd the others’ll be there to keep him company.” 

“ran.” your voice is warning, but you’re letting him pull you towards the bed and your resolve falters with each second he’s holding you. you are already late anyways. what’s twenty more minutes?

[thetriplets3]

chris realizing that he’s in love with y/n after a while of dating and he’s nervous to say it and plans out a really cute date and when he goes “i have something to tell you” the reader just goes “i love you, too”

♥︎ i love you’s ♥︎

With the sun peeking through the curtains it peacefully illuminates my room. With a gentle groan I sprawl out in bed stretching out my limbs. Tiredly, I reach to my bedside table and grab my phone. The usual notifications filled my lock screen but one in particular caught my eye. 

“Mornin darling, you free around 4:30? Wanna see you, I miss you.”

My mood immediately improved seeing it was from you. I quickly sent you a text back before getting out of bed and getting on with my day. 

“of course i’ll let you know when i’m leaving i miss you too”. 

“See u then dress comfy”

We’ve been together for just under a year and we still haven’t said I love you to each other. This is both of our first relationships, we’re both worried of saying something wrong and messing things up. I truly can’t see myself with anyone but you but it’s hard to believe that when neither of us know how to express our feelings. I shake those thoughts out of my head and focus on getting ready. You told me to dress comfy so I pulled out a baby blue oversized hoodie, that I’m pretty sure is yours and some black sweats. I didn’t do much for makeup, just kept it light with some mascara and blush to add a pop of color to my cheeks. 

Checking the time I see it’s 4:18. I grab my phone, sending you a quick message letting you know I’m on my way over. As I go to open the door to my car I find you standing there holding it open. You give me space to step out before wordlessly giving me a quick kiss and pulling out a blindfold from your pocket and tying it over my eyes. 

“At least take me on a date before you blindfold me” I sarcastically say. 

“Sorry blindfold first, date second,” you say as you guide me towards your room. 

“I trust you with my life but the moment you take away my sight all that trust is gone. I’m defenseless,” I joke. 

Entering your room you gently take off my blindfold, careful to not pull my hair. I take a look around the room to find my favorite movie queued up on your tv waiting to be played, LED lights softly illuminating the room, your bed covered in our favorite snacks topped off with some cozy blankets. I look at you with my eyes wide. You have the cutest, proud little smile adorning your face. It was soft and gentle, you looked so happy with yourself for surprising me. An upside down smile makes its way into my face, my heart melting at the effort you put into making a little us night. 

“Wait, there’s more,” you say as you guide me towards your washroom. I send you a confused and suspicious look wondering what could be in the bathroom. Atop the counter are a few of my favorite face masks; some peel off, some silly animal sheet masks. I smile at the few candles that are lit; you remembered to get unscented ones knowing they can bother my head.

Standing on my tiptoes, I wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you in for a hug before whispering a soft, “Thank you,” in your ear. 

We decided to start with the face masks then watch the movie. I’m sitting criss-crossed on the counter grabbing the makeup wipes I left here. “Can I do it for you?” you gently ask. 

“Sure, if you want to,” I say as I hand you the pack of wipes. 

Taking one out, you softly hold my chin on your hand while using the other to wipe the makeup off of me. I can’t help but look at you in awe, you’re so concentrated carefully making sure you’re being gentle with my skin. Seeing how delicate you were made my heart swell. I like seeing this calm relaxed side of you. When you finish wiping the makeup off you plant a big wet kiss on my cheek.

I throw my hair into a bun and start applying the mask to your face as you try to hold your hair out of your face. You tried to help but it kept getting in the mask so I pulled your hair into a tiny ponytail at the top of your head. I burst out laughing at how silly you look.

“Go ahead and laugh, you'll look just as stupid in a second,” you tease. 

With both our masks on we decide to do something in the meantime as they dry. You grab your phone shielding the screen from my view as you press play on a playlist. I'm taken back when I hear my favorite song come on because it's not what you usually listen to. You waste no time pulling out the most random moves you can think of earning a giggle from me. That's something I've always admired about you, you don't care what anyone thinks of you. You do what makes you happy. I quickly join you matching your dance moves. We continue dancing and laughing our heads off for a few more songs until the timer to rinse our masks goes off. 

With our freshly clean faces, we get comfortable in your bed with our snacks. While we're watching the movie I can't help but think what tonight was all for because this isn't typical of you. Sure you planned things for us to do all the time but this soft, delicate side of you was rare. 

“Chris?” I ask as you pause the movie to pay full attention to me. “Was there a reason for tonight? I mean I loved it but what made you do all this?” I questioned. 

“I've been wanting to tell you something, but I haven't figured out how, because words can't even begin to explain how I feel about you, so I tried saying it by planning all this, but I just-” 

“I love you too Chris” I say with a big smile. 

“Took the words right outta my mouth. I love you. I'm sorry it took so long to say it”. 

“That doesn't matter to me, all that matters is that we know now,” I say, giving you a kiss. 

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@orangetreekid @stxrniqlo

[justanothervigalanty]

in the shirt I used to wear (part 1)

name:y/n L/n (your name + last name)

Age:18 (in college)

Relationship : u are ex girlfriend to Jason Todd and have a rather toxic dorm mate

warning:idk language hinted sex and emotional Jason 🥺

info:Bruce is yet to announce Jason’s return

Jason Todd was your boyfriend the one you loved more then life itself but he was taken from you just as things were getting good. You and Jason had lost your verginaty to one another you stole that boy’s heart (and hoodies) but that monster took him from you at only 16 he was dead and you were never quite the same.

Now as red hood he couldn’t help but check up on you by sitting on the roof side of the building opposite your dorm window just to get a glimpse of your eyes again. One off these nights he was sat eating a sandwich Alfred gave him as lunch that he had forgotten about watching as you sat reading a work book. After a while you stood up to put it back on the shelf which revealed exactly what you were wearing skin tight black leggings and a slightly big red T shirt with the words “I 🤍 books” in bold which Jason noticed and was shocked to see as you never read a book for fun that was surprisingly one of the reasons your relationship always worked you could be sat on Jason’s bed listening to the playlist Jason made for you on his vhs tape and Jason could be next to you with book in hand other playing with your hair peaceful for hours one end so why the hell did you have that shirt? “Oh come on really you need to move on from that street rat Jason!” Came a voice from inside the dorm “jace was not a street rat and no I don’t think I will Lexy!” You responded as you put on a knitted hat (from Alfred) and shoes “Y/N it’s been 4 years yet you still refuse to move on wearing his old shirt visiting his grave every chance you get you’re going to get yourself killed walking around Gotham alone!” Lexy said grabbing your hand as you walked towards the door “I don’t give a fuck about my life I’d rather just let the fucking joker beet the shit out of me so I don’t have to wack up knowing Jason isn’t there next to me and he never will be so get the hell off me!”you shouted grabbing your bag before storming out with tears in your eyes Jason hated seeing you like this in all honesty he thought you had moved on but as far he could see you definitely had not. Jason wiped the tears forming in his eyes and made his way back to the manor.

At around 10pm Tim was sat watching a movie with dick sat with him .Rain hit agents the windows wich meant the Ty had to be all the way up so everyone could hear. When all of a sudden the door knocked and Alfred came out of the kitchen to answer. He opened the door to see you standing there soaking wet “hay Alfred” you said as you walked in the house “good evening miss L/N what do we owe the pleasure for you to come in this time?” Alfred said closing the door. “Well it’s Tim’s birthday sio though I’d drop by.” You answered pluling out a plastic bag full of cookies. “Y/N! YOU CAME!” Tim said running over to you before hugging you tightly. “Happy 11th birthday Timmy” you said picking him up and handing him a cookie before kissing his forehead dick came round to where you were and hugged you before Tim pushed him away. “My y/n!” He declared cookie in hand holding on to your arm. You and dick laughed before you put Tim down to try and find one of his presents he wanted to show you from upstairs. Just then you heard a weirdly familiar voice “Jesus Christ. You’re fucking strong for a replacement!” Said the voice “well you were in the way!” You both hurd Tim yell. You stood up from the table where you and dick had been talking “hay Y/N you don’t want to go out there!” Dick said holding your arm “what!? Tim could be hurt I’m going” you said walking out to see tim and a familiar person arguing on the stars the man holding his gut and tim hand over eye the other holding his gift “tim! Are you ok?!” You said running over and crouching down to his hight to check his eye. But then you and the other guy locked eyes. They were green but had turned a shade of gray blue you recognise those eyes not the previous neon green no you knew these eyes they were normal to anyone else but for you well you could look into them all day if you could then it just hit you. “Jace?”

[crabonfire]

Romantic things I've experienced / Want to experience but with the mercs :)

characters: sniper, engineer, and Soldier.

warnings: soldiers is like a really short smut shot with a cliffhanger LMFAO

note: only 3 yeah, I'll make them for the others don't worry!! I just felt like writing these three specifically w romantic shit in mind :)

hope u enjoy, if there's any errors I do apologise!!

♡♡♡♡♡♡

sleeping in the same bed for the first time and waking up with them wrapping their hands around my neck and lying their body on my torso ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

After a romantic night with the sniper, for the first time, you ask him to sleep at your place. He accepts, it's late, and well...how could he say no to you?

You two have a nice chat before bed, rambling and laughing over all the silly things you two did that day, and when you start to yawn and when he starts to reply in short hums instead of actual words, you both decide its time to go to sleep.

Turning off the bedside lamp, you give him a kiss on his forehead that flutters the butterflies inside of his stomach. He smiles like a goof, warmth overflowing his body.

"Goodnight baby."

"Night roo."

You both doze off on separate sides of the bed, smiles on both your faces as you think about what to do tomorrow. The next morning, you happened to wake up before he did, and in the best way you could've imagined.

You felt such warmth engulfing you, like getting a big hug from a big bear. It was him...his lanky arms wrapped tightly around your neck, but not too tight you'd be uncomfortable. Chest heaving slowly as he breathes. His cheek placed against your heart, listening to your heartbeat like it's the most angelic music he's ever heard of.

He's so content, this is the most calm you've ever seen him. Now, it's your turn to feel the butterflies. Dear lord, how did you end up with such a man?

♡ I love the lanky bad back having flat ass bushman :) he's totally my type ♡

Having gentlemanly things done to me (*´˘`*)♡

(Feminine presenting reader!!)

Having to wear heels and a revealing dress for a special event sounded like a pain to you, and it was even more painful having to actually do it. After getting your makeup on, and putting your earrings and such, all you needed to do was zip up your dress. You couldn't really reach it, so you called over your boyfriend Engineer who was waiting for you in the other room.

"Hun, could you zip my dress up? I can't reach it." You asked. He took a short pause before replying, " 'Course, darlin'." You turned your back to him and let him zip you up, but you quickly noticed the smirk he had while he did so in the vanity in front of you. The warm lights complimented both of you so well, and you noticed how he looked so gorgeous in that suit of his.

"You look so gorgeous honeybee." He whispered, finally done zipping up that dress. You blushed, a weary smile forming on your face. "You think so?" He chuckled, "I know so. Yer the most radiant girl I've ever seen, I'm a lucky man, I know that well." He wrapped his hands around your waist, leaning in to close to your ear.

"Look at you, so, so pretty."

Your eyes met his through the mirror, he slowly planted a kiss to your shoulder, "Can't believe yer all mine."

You felt yourself heat up at those words, and he only laughed at that, going over near the door to take your shoes. "C'mere sugar." You sat down on the edge of the bed as he kneeled, taking your leg to place your heels in, and tying the strap tightly.

You didn't know what to say or what to do. You've never been treated so delicately before...it almost felt weird to you, being treated like a princess. But...it feels kinda nice, too.

♡AGYYY AWOOGA arfff ARGGDG engie would be the type to take his jacket off and place it over puddles in the street to ensure you wouldn't be wet even though he fully knows you could've walked past it, I love him. ♡

Making out in a car, like one of those drive in movie clichés, or making out by a cliff (﹡ˆ﹀ˆ﹡)♡

NSFW!! be warned bbg

You never thought you'd be stuck inside of a car with Soldier, sitting on his lap and making out with him so passionately that you feel like passing out. This was your fifth date, and you recommended something more cute than your usual chaotic dates with him. He was fine with it, he just wanted to spend time with you. As cliche and as old fashioned as it was, you two actually had a good time.

...because of the fact you both found the movie horrible.

So, you both ended up just...talking in the car while the movie played in the background, eating popcorn and doing stupid trickshots to see who could catch more popcorn in their mouth than the other.

You won, and Soldier was quite furious about it. Demanding and yelling about wanting a rematch, definitely disturbing the other people there, but you didn't care...the movie sucked so bad everybody was probably bored out of their minds anyway.

So how did it turn into this, you ask? Well, let's just say you both ran outta topics and started going at each other like a bunch of wild animals in heat. His hands have their tight grip on your thighs, your arms steady on his shoulders and bodies so close you feel like suffocating.

He tastes so good, a mixture of buttered popcorn and chocolate is the only thing you can taste. It's addictive. But even without the popcorn and chocolate, he'd still taste just as delicious. He moves down to your neck, leaving sloppy, wet hickeys over it. Every whimper and moan that leaves you gets him harder by the second.

"You make real good sounds, you know that cupcake?"

He chuckles when you whine in response,

"I wonder what it'll take for you to scream my name."

Just when you thought you couldn't get any redder, you smile and sigh in pure ecstacy as he slides a finger down to your underwear, teasing and touching you all over. Never thought the soldier would be so alright with such provocative nonsense in public.

But hey, your not gonna complain, right?

♡ Soldier is underrated as hell :( I wont him. ♡

[yakuzacanons]

boys and their kinks pls?! 😳👉👈 who's the kinkiest of them all 🥵

Sweating nervously but also hell fuckin yea, major NSFW below the cut so if u ain't 18+ I best not catch you looking down there.

Also, going out of town until next week, I will still be able to post some but it'll be at a much slower rate so thanks for your patience in the meantime! Love y'all and I'll be back in full next week.

Kazuma Kiryu

Loves shower sex. Honestly, any sex involving some form of getting physically wet appeals to him. Bathtubs, hot tubs, sex on the beach, he's down as long as you guys don't get caught, especially by the kids at Morning Glory.

Majima Goro

Lots of people see Majima as the king of kinks but it's just that he's open minded. Actually isn't into knife-play, as he sees it was a weapon for slicing up enemies, not for using on his romantic/sexual partner. Loves to praise you and be praised. Would let you peg him if you asked very nicely. Doesn't mind tying you up but isn't a fan of being tied up himself.

Saejima Taiga

He's got a thing for fucking you against walls while holding you up. It's some kind of showing off of strength thing for him. Into biting you and doesn't mind if you return the favor, although he prefers when you dig your nails into his back or into his arms during sex.

Akiyama Shun

Likes being blindfolded. Secretly into office sex but can't get away with it often enough to really bring it up much. Also would totally lick whipped cream off of you if you let him. A total sucker for any kind of lingerie or hosiery. Wasn't sure about hair pulling at first but the more he tries it, the more he likes it.

Tanimura Masayoshi

He's a little embarrassed at how obvious this is but he's into handcuffs. Prefers to put them on you as he's pretty used to doing that but will allow you to cuff him too. Wants to try out spreader bars at some point in his life. If he's super cooped up at work, he really enjoys phone sex.

Ryuji Goda

Really into edging, both giving and receiving. Has a lot of stamina so he can afford to edge or be edged for a long time as it would take a while for him to be done with sex anyways. Has a few items laying around, like silk blindfolds and leather whips, but has yet to try them out. He thinks the idea is hot though. Loves garter belts especially. Particularly interested in the art of shibari.

Nishikiyama Akira

Has the BIGGEST most giantest praise kink in the whole entire world. Loves kissing with tongue and totally goes nuts if you drool into his mouth. Total freak in the sheets, although he seldom shows this side in public. You can bite him but don't slap him, please. Hair pulling is fine though.

Daigo Dojima

So shy to admit it but he has a pregnancy/breeding kink. Daigo's always kind of knew he'd have a family eventually given how important family has always been to him but he's not ready for one yet, so in the meantime it's a great bedroom fantasy. Also loves car sex, will totally have sex with you in his private car. Very Beyonce's Partition of him.

Mine Yoshitaka

BDSM king, has quite an arsenal of toys and is very well educated on them. Biggest believer of making sure his partner has a good understanding of BDSM before ever trying it on them, as it's only fun for him if it's fun for you too. Loves making you beg. Will give you a pearl necklace if you're okay with it. Wants to try wax play someday.

Tatsuo Shinada

Honestly down with most anything but he does enjoy with spanked. Also has a pretty big praise kink. Desperately wants to try some form of outdoor sex, like on a rooftop. Most likely of all of the boys to take you to a love hotel. He finds the setting to be a turn on in of itself. Loves things like roleplay or costumes.

BONUS ROUND

Nishitani Homare

Actual knife-play kink. Also will choke the hell out of you. Type of guy to put his hand over your mouth to silence you. Wants you to get loud as hell. Overstimulation king. The most likely person to send you nudes, so don't open your phone in public when he texts you.

Tachibana Tetsu

Office sex. Any hour of the day. That's it, that's his favorite thing. Loves to tease you at the office too, probably the best at subtly teasing you in public in general. Into gagging, both giving and receiving. Fond of ball gags in particular.

[titsuya]

Here me out.. but I wanna get drunk & nasty with some Haikyuu characters 😩. Can you maybe give a little something for Oikawa, Iwa, Akaashi and bokuto with a gf who gets horny when drunk. It doesn’t have to actually end up with smut or anything just how you think it’d go or they’d react. Whatever you can spare 😚.

fuck SHUT UP im going to write tf out of this. & they’re all going to end in smut, have u met me 🤣 /lh. update: its not that good LOL SORRY

# DRUNK nd NASTY !

w/ oikawa, iwaizumi, akaashi nd bokuto w/ f!reader

warning: dark content (?) dubcon (?) but like not really but like also kinda ? alcohol, daddy kink in bo and iwa’s, slight smut ( no actual penetration) ! slight exhibitionism - the usual minors dni 18+ (? = idk if this actually dark content or not but please beware that both parties are NOT intoxicated in every scenario)

a/n: guys. i get so horny when im drunk, i was born to write this, ty anon.

# TOORU

❥ tooru lovessss getting drunk with you

❥ only with you, though. he would never go at it alone or let you get drunk on your own

❥ it always happens at his celebration parties after he wins his game

❥ you both are super clingy so you’re literally glued to him for the entire night

❥ tooru knows it’s time to fuck you dumb (if you can get any dumber) when you grind into him and whisper into his ear:

❥ “mmph, tooru… wanna give you a congrats present, you’ll let me, won’t you?” there’s so much need within the whisper and tooru can hear it.

❥ he knows what the present is and his cock aches at the thought of his drunken baby sucking and gagging on his cock

❥ and that’s how you end up in the upstairs bathroom on your knees

tooru’s dizzy. he’s had too much to drink, maybe even a little more than you. but it… it feels so fucking good.

it feels even better when your pretty pink lips are wrapped around his throbbing cock. your warm, tight mouth lazily sucking him off so good.

his eyes are rolling to the back of his head in pleasure, “f-fuck, prin- princess, fuck yes,” he moans, so loud.

“t-tooru!” you whine before popping your mouth off of him. you sway on your knees, not having even the slightest bit of balance. “mmph,” you moan, head pressing into his thigh as you lightly stroke his cock. “wan’it in me, gimme cock, please!”

he’s too drunk to even object, “mhm, ‘ll fuck you, sweet thing… don’t… don’t worry.”

# HAJIME

❥ bye, he’s literally daddy (sorry. daddy? sorry.)

❥ he acts as calmly as he can for as long as he can, but you’re the biggest tease so naturally, he gets so hard

❥ every time you guys go out to bars, he always scolds you and tells you not to drink too much

❥ you always say, “don’t worry! i’ll be good! i promise.”

❥ he knows it’s a lie <3 a big fat one too

❥ he knows every time you drink a lil too much, you get handsy

❥ and extremely wet

❥ he knows exactly when you’re all giggly and running your hands up his strong chest and pushing him out the back entrance, looking up at him with your lust filled eyes

❥ “daddy,” you smile up at him with the dim street light shining on his pretty face.

he chuckles, cupping your cheek, stroking it with the pad of his thumb, “princess, you promised.”

“‘m sorry, daddy!” you pout, puffy red lips and flushed cheeks make him shakily, exhale along with your words. “jus’ wan’ you now,” you place your head in the crook of his neck, placing wet kisses all over.

he clears his throat, “you trying to seduce me, pretty girl?”

you moan into his neck, softly sinking your teeth into the sensitive part of his neck, nibbling and sucking on the skin. you pull his hand and slip it under your skirt, making him feel how soaked you are just by the thought of him.

“fuck, stop,” he groans, making you whine. “let’s go. now.”

let’s just say… you woke up with a hangover and a sore body, but you wouldn’t have changed a thing.

# KEIJI

❥ pretty baby keiji doesn’t wanna take advantage of you while you’re intoxicated

❥ he always says, “pretty princesses like you don’t deserve that,” and that “every single time should be perfect.”

❥ but even though keiji is a sweetheart, doesn’t mean he doesn’t get the urges

❥ you literally have to sit him down and tell him that even if you are drunk, you still want him !

❥ so one night after coming home from one of bokuto’s parties, you’re drunk with keiji guiding you inside

❥ and you start getting handsy

❥ and keiji’s about to throw his morals out the window

“keiji…” you whisper upon entering your shared room. “please,”

he worries, it’s in his blood, “what is it, baby? are you alright?” he asks, sitting you on the bed, eyeing your face illuminated only by the soft moon shining through your window.

you immediately unbutton his pants and mutter a hushed, “touch me,”

his throat runs dry, shaky hands moving to stop yours from pulling his pants down. “princess, we talked about this… don’t want to take advantage of you. we can wait till you’re—“

“keiji, love you… love you so much, please! just touch me. wan’ it so bad, fuck,” you moan, standing to your feet to engulf him into a needy kiss. “god… you’re so… hot, need you so bad,” you slur in between breaths.

his cock strains tight in his pants and he realizes only then, he can’t take anymore.

“just… tell me if i need to stop…”

# KOUTAROU

❥ kou… he’s a party animal and can hold his liquor to an almost lethal degree

❥ you, on the other hand, not so much

❥ so when you two are at another one of his “WE WON,” parties, it’s only natural that you’re nearly passed out on the couch in your home

❥ kou just laughs when he sees you so out of it

❥ he obviously sits with you, his pretty, little girlfriend who’s had too much to drink

❥ he wouldn’t want to leave you in front of his friends of friends, he’s a good boyfie after all

❥ so he places you on his lap and swings your legs over to straddle his waist, he expects you to simply fall asleep

❥ your moans are the last thing he expects to hear

“daddy,” you whine in his neck, grinding your clothed cunt against him. “oh! feels good, thank you, thank you!” your voice comes out muffled, but he hears you loud and clear.

dumbfounded, bokuto grasps your waist, “what are you doing, babydoll?”

he takes your hiding face out from the crook of his neck, fingers tilting your face up to look fight at him. he inspects it and sees that you’re both dunk and cock-drunk. and it makes his own cock so, so hard.

“just wanna show my daddy how much i love him,” you pant, pulling his thumb into your mouth and sucking softly, unbothered by anyone watching. “you’ll let me, won’t you?”

he exhales, sharply, “baby, you’re drunk— i… lemme take you to bed, you need—“

you press your lips against his and your chest against his with your arms around his neck.

“if i didn’t want it, i wouldn’t ask,” you mumble against his soft lips. “now take me to bed.”

“whatever, my baby wants.”

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[chans-bad-girl]

I just read through all of your works and I love how you write. That changbin one had me 🥵💨. I also like your skz reactions a lot! I never requested anything like this, but I was wondering if you could do a skz reaction to you having a mark kink? Like bruises and scratches, things like that lol. Or like maybe just one members reaction? Whatever works for you! Thanks 💖

Skz reactions: marking kink

!!Beware: mature content ahead!!

hard kinks/trigger warnings: none? (feel free to lmk if I should add something)

warnings (but in short because we're not trying to write the length of a grocery list for a wedding): switch!skz and reader engaging in sexual activities of which the focal point of my elaboration is the marking kink

Chan

how long would it take for him to lose his mind, you ask?

.01 second

because the literal millisecond you say marking kink he's sucking on your neck

"one more so you can remember me when I'm gone."

and when you accidentally scratch his back a bit he goes

"you like em on me too?"

then says you can scratch his back all you want

will know from the way you dimple your fingertips in his skin how close you are

loves sucking on your lip for good measure after he left your thighs and collarbones all bruised with hickeys

"look, you're literal art. with love bites."

Minho

greet the master of teasing (after seungmin djdjdjd)

"you want me to suck here?"

will only lightly kiss your tummy first

then move to your thighs

and his face: gone

all you get to sense of him is his mouth sucking hickeys

u bet this sneaky mf will have the hickeys spell out a crooked m

loves the thought of marking you with a "making you his"-connotation

"now everyone knows you belong with me."

cuming in you is his personal favorite though

likes when you're cunning with it too and do little things like nibble on his earlobe

soft strokes on his back that gradually turn to pressing down on his skin

will make him literally lose his mind

watch this man lose every ounce of dominance by the time he's close

Changbin

spanking becomes his primary love language the second you tell him you like being marked

"look at my bunny, such a pretty red ass. all because of master's spankings."

will definitely call you out on how wet you've gotten from it

will also spank your pussy

and loves seeing you squirm as a reaction

isn't a big fan of biting and sucking, really just loves the marks his hands leave (scratching, bruises,...)

and here is the key to make him soft for you: kiss on his thighs or arms, leave some hickeys and mimick his domineering attitude

either he'll call you a brat or just let you do whatever

because when he doesn't have the energy, he likes being reminded how dedicated you are to him

after all, the man's a leo

also, he's soft under that "I like dark"-shell so show him some love

Hyunjin:

his lips

have you seen this man's lips?

damn

so once you say it he'd be a bit confused like

huh marks?

but then he just smiles for a second, looks you in the eye and ambitiously goes for your neck

will also pull at your hair a bit

and nibble at your ear

loves it when you do the same to him

likes leaving hickeys on your collar bones and stays sucking on a spot with a linger

spanks you also but only until some redness appears

when you moan, he moans back

also, please suck his nipples, this man is a sucker for that

Felix

will just smile at you and go at it as a reaction

uses his teeth

bites your bottom lip while you make out

would implement it into foreplay

sucks not only at your nipples but also on your cleavage so it leaves a small mark

not too obvious but if somebody looks there on purpose they'll see

bites at your thighs a bit too before eating you out

wants to try being marked as well

as soon as you get the opportunity to go down on him, you trail hickeys down from his stomach to his pelvis

and he tenses up when you grab his boner and gently suck this pre-cum off his tip

also imagine him moaning and squirming while you go down on him oh my god he's probably the only man that I actively wanna suck off

Jisung

would be the one wanting to be marked

literally before you can even say anything he's already mentioned he likes it

throws his head back to give you better access

closes his eyes when you leave nail imprints on his shoulders because, for him, it's THE sign that he's making you feel good

also likes it a bit messy, meaning that he likes getting lost in your messy hair and the anklet that slaps his back

bonus point if the anklet leaves imprints also

will also give back to you when you give him consent to and actually admit you kinda have uhm a marking kink

will smile at you like "cute that you're so shy about it when you always scream like you're at one of my concerts"

so get ready for Jisung to leave his own little teeth imprints and sucks here and there

Seungmin

ugh will not stop licking spots like a puppy because "can't give you everything at once, don't wanna overwhelm you"

will use that as an excuse you painfully tease you

picks up on all the small turn ons so foreplay will be 50% marking

because he knows it's one of your biggest kinks

will take his time

but I stay thinking that, as soon as he let's go, he'll REALLY let go

like dandy boy Seungmin can't always have a perfectly gentle personality

he cracks

and when you actually ASK him to mark you

so when you actually verbalize what he's already picked up

then, congratulations, you have managed to remove to constraints on the bull

have fun babes😉

also for some reason I feel like he'd be into ropes

so tying you up and then the imprints of them on you

or on him

it's kinda a theme of restriction and letting loose with him

Jeongin

he marks you however it's convenient for him atm

loves to show off his muscles to you

so he'll grip at your hip and leave a little red mark

hold you up against a wall and leave red spots on your torso

loves sucking on your neck and shoulders, especially during missionary

also slapping is a big one with him

loves to see the redness and jiggling of your thighs/ass

when he's in baby bread mood and just likes being taken care of after a long day, he likes some hickeys and how they look at him

maybe also like receiving some scratches on the back

but all in all likes marking you a bit more

[venusiangguk]

hand-picked | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader / famous!jk x sex worker!oc

>>genre: strangers to lovers, smut, pwp, teaser, drabble

>>word count: 2.8k

>>warnings: glory hole au!!!, cocky jk, bad boy jk, stripper oc, sex work, sexual tension, awkward tension, hand job, blowjob, cumshot, cum on tits, pay for play, semi-anonymous sex, dirty talk, dishonesty...  that’s it i think zzz

>>notes: if u don’t like sex workers ur ugly and i hate u 😌 also ty to @wheresmymoniat​ for betaing n helping me out, ily <3 *repost bc tag issues don’t mind me 🙄*

>>summary: glory holes weren’t a real thing... at least until you’re on your knees for a stranger, cock in your face, with nothing but a curtain between you.

Despite your nerves, you grasp the semi-hard cock in front of you, attached to a nameless person behind the curtain. For a moment you wonder what the hell you’re doing, but the soft sigh that you hear brings you back to the present. You stroke up and down, watching as he starts to become fully aroused. The foreskin rolls over the pink tip on every upstroke. You bite your lip. The silence is awkward, but you think maybe the whole situation is.

 “So... what do you do? Like… not specifically of course, but are you an idol? An actor? You can be vague…” 

 Behind the curtain, Jeongguk, whom you don’t know the identity of, stiffens just a bit. Will his voice give him away? Maybe, but he was never one to turn down an opportunity to boast about himself and his achievements.

 “I’ve done it all,” His voice is airy, softer than he would like, but your hand on his cock is speeding up, and so is his breathing. “I’m good at all of it too.”

 You hum at the man’s response. Cocky. “Isn’t saying you’re good at a lot of things just another way of saying you’re not good enough at one thing? So you have to compensate by spreading yourself thin?” You gasp a small giggle when you feel the cock in your hand jump a little at your words. “Did you like that? It wasn’t meant to be degrading, but if that’s what you’re into-“

 “It’s not- that.” He doesn’t know if he’s denying your psychoanalyzation, or your keen interpretation of the way his cock reacted to your psychoanalyzation but one was more inaccurate than the other. He actually was great at most everything he did, no need to overcompensate like you assumed. 

 Your small hand tightens, and you rub your thumb at the underside of the head, you let out a small pleased noise when you see a bead of precum well at the tip. “Really? You’re starting to leak a little.”

 You sound amused and humorous and if Jeongguk had it in him he would be annoyed or even upset at the way you’re talking to him. You were basically hired help, a means to an end. He glances down his torso at his hard cock in your tiny, well-kept manicured hands. Your nails are a dark red, burgundy color. It complements your skin well, he thinks. He can’t see much of you, just your forearms, along with the bottom part of your tummy and your legs. You’re sitting on your knees between his spread out thighs, feet tucked under you. From the tight black leggings you’re wearing and the slim-fit long sleeve white crop top you have on, Jeongguk can tell you have a good figure. Your waist is tapered in, tiny and cinched, and your hips are wide enough to accentuate it, letting him know you’ve got a petite hourglass frame. You aren’t too skinny though, there’s a softness to your body that he likes. It’s not like he needed the tight fitting clothes to know what your body looked like, though. He’s already seen more of it than he is right now. His mind flashes to the club.

 You may be hired help, but you were hand-picked by him. 

 “It’s just-“ He contemplates what to tell you and settles for, “It’s been a while.”

 “Since?” You push. You hear footsteps outside and you hand stops, scared for some reason that you’ll get caught doing something bad. As if the door wasn’t locked and being guarded. Behind the black curtain, his hips lift just barely, urging you to keep going. Don’t stop.

 “Since someone’s helped me.” Jeongguk’s head rolls back when your hand starts moving again. It’s been at least a few months since he’s gotten off with someone, his hand being his only companion. After the situation blew up even more than it had in months prior, his leash was tight. No wiggle room at all. He was suffocating and desperate. He almost cried when his team propositioned this arrangement, embarrassing as it was.

 When he speaks, his voice is soft and everything is said with a sigh. He sounds so relieved, like it feels so good to be in your palm, like he’s been waiting for your hand on his cock forever. You blush, and right your thoughts. You don’t even know who he is or what he looks like. Still, you ask, “Does it feel good, do you like it?” Tone soft to match his.

 Jeongguk nods and swallows thickly. Eyes still closed, letting the pleasure slowly work its way through his veins. Then he remembers you can’t see him. “Yeah.” He breathes.

 You hum and keep up your ministrations. Not slow, but not fast either. You’re not quite sure what he likes yet, but the soft moans that flutter through the curtain at least let you know what you’re doing isn’t wrong. 

 “I like your hands,” He surprises you by saying. “They’re so small; soft,” A more vocal sound falls from his lips when you twist your hand on the upstroke. He’s chuckling when he says, “Kinda strokes my ego a little bit.”

 You glance at the cock in your hand. It’s pretty. Thick and pink. A pleasant kind of heavy in your hand. The veins running over it are subtle enough to not be ugly or intimidating. The only intimidating thing about it is the size. He’s big. And you’re sure he already knows that. 

 You snort. “I don’t think you need that stroked.”

 This makes him laugh a little harder. It’s a nice sound. “Yeah, you’re probably right,” He hums, you think you can hear a smile in his voice. It’s quiet again for just a moment before he says, “Will you- faster? Make your hand a little tighter too- yeah, like that.”

 His hips sink into the chair when you comply with his requests before he’s bringing them back up, subtly thrusting into your palm. You fight back a moan; you shouldn’t be getting hot for someone you don’t even know right? This was strictly business. Still, you can’t help the slight shifting you do, squeezing your legs together for a little bit of pressure on your pussy.

 Jeongguk notices. “Are you turned on?”

 “No!” You squeak.

 “You can touch yourself,” He offers.

 “No!” You insist, “I-I’m fine.Thank you though.” You say dumbly.

 He doesn’t say anything more, focuses on your hand on him, tugging just how he asked. His hand rubs over his stomach, flexing as he teases himself, his own light touches mixed with your strokes brings goosebumps over his skin. “Feels, so good.” He groans, eyes watching your hand under the curtain.

 Encouraged, you bring your other hand up and massage lightly at his balls. They’re hairless, the only hair he has is the small trimmed patch above the base of his cock. He’s well kept and has good hygiene. That alone was attractive to you, stranger or not.

 When you palm his balls, his legs spread as far as they can with his black cargo pants still around his calves, his big black stomper boots keeping them from being shed all the way. “Fuck,” He moans deep and loud for you. One of his hands comes down past the curtain and reaches for you before he quickly pulls it back. You think you saw a flash of ink on it, but you can’t be too sure, mind kind of fuzzy with poorly hidden arousal. The opposite hand comes into view, and your mouth parts in awe as he covers your own hand with his. It’s so much bigger than yours, completely enveloping it as he strokes himself off, using you in a way. Then again the whole arrangement was you both using each other. 

 “You’re mouth- put your mouth on it,” He sighs, pleasure just dripping from his lips. His cock is rock hard in both your hands, and you can tell he’s getting close.

 You hesitate. “Will… will you be able to see me?”

 Jeongguk comes out of his desire induced high a little bit and realizes what he said. He wants it, fuck does he want your mouth, but he probably should have asked. “No, no. I’ll lower the curtain a bit more if you want, and you don’t have to swallow. You don’t even have to suck it if you don’t want- like I know we have a thing going on but I would never like- force you I-“

 He’s rambling a tad so you cut him off. “I want to, I think,” You whisper, taking in his intimidating size again, “I just- if I can’t know who you are, you can’t know who I am.” You blush feeling a little childish.

 Jeongguk keeps the fact that he already knows what you look like and more or less who you are, at least on a surface level, to himself as he moves the curtain to the next lower notch, the bar resting just above his pelvis now. He can’t really see much of you at all anymore. “That’s fair, yeah, just-“ With your confirmation that you do in fact want to suck him off, he can’t keep the lustful neediness out of his voice, “Please.”

 You take a deep breath as you wrap both of your hands around his cock, the tip still poking out the top. Tentatively you lick at his frenulum and the sound that comes from behind the curtain is obscene. His hips twitch and everything. You want to hear his noises, all of them, so you do it again. You flick your tongue fast over the most sensitive underpart of the head, before placing wet sucking kisses to the same area, almost making out with the tip of his cock.

 “Oh my god-“ His body is pulled taut, and his hands are gripping the chair that he’s sitting in. “Fuck that’s- I love that.” He says, head dropping back, mouth open in a silent moan. 

 You moan against the tip of his cock, not able to hold yourself back anymore. Wrapping your lips around it, you take the head all the way into your wet, hot mouth, and suck. You lap up all the precum that leaked out, and point your tongue to play with the slit. The man behind the curtain is loud for you, letting you know just how good you’re making him feel. You get so lost in it that you don’t register him raising the curtain bar just enough for him to slip his hand past and push you off.

 “S-sorry,” He says, panting, “I was about to cum.”

 You make a small sound of confusion. “That’s okay, I can swallow- If you want me to.”

 Jeongguk shakes his head behind the curtain. “No, I- I wanna watch… see your hands stroke me off.” His request is quiet but his cock pulses in your hand, needy and hot. Already begging for release, despite you not being at it for that long.

 Wordlessly, you start stroking again, gathering the spit that’s on his tip to make the slide easier. It doesn’t take much time at all before his thighs are flexing and you can see the lower part of his abs tensing. 

 “Close,” He whispers.

 Jeongguk watches as your tiny hands fly up and down his cock, grip tight just like he showed you. He’s doing his best to not fuck up into your hands, wanting to just rely on you and your movements, but it’s hard. Small eager little thrusts of his hips show you how ruined he is. And it’s just a handjob. He knows. If he was present enough he would probably be embarrassed by how angry and red his cock is, swollen and hot in your palm. And he’s just so wet, leaking all over the place making the strokes of your hand loud in the room. 

 He watches as you hunch over some, to where he can see everything below your neck, and your free hand comes up to your shirt. He sees you struggle a little bit as do your best to get the collar down under your bra, with only one hand before squeezing at your tits. “Do you want to cum on them?” You whisper.

 “Fuck, please.” He whines high pitch and needy, all reservations out the window. 

 You hum, and work your arm faster over his cock, the rapid movements making your tits jiggle. “Do it, cum for me… cum all over my tits.”

 You can’t see him, but Jeongguk’s face is lewd. Pleasure so apparent on his features, it almost looks painful. His eyebrows are furrowed, his mouth open, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes are wet and glassy, so overwhelmed by finally getting help after so long of cumming by himself. He’s chanting soft, pornographic yeah’s and yes’s until his whole body curls in on itself, you can see the way his legs tremble as he moans, “Fuck, I’m cumming.”

 He forces himself to keep his eyes somewhat open, lidded and heavy with arousal, as he shoots all over your chest. You’re moaning with him behind the curtain as you work him through his orgasm, despite no physical pleasure being given to you, and that makes another small shot of cum dribble from his spent cock. You lean forward, careful of your identity, and wipe the leftover milky substance on your already soiled skin and black bra. You slap the slowly softening cock on them for good measure and Jeongguk groans.

 You keep playing with his cock, not sure if he’s the type to like it or the kind that wants you off right after he finishes, but he winces and reaches his hand under after not too long, stopping you.

 “Please,” He whines.

 His voice is fucked out, and your pussy aches, needy and wet in your panties. “Oh, sorry…”

 He laughs lightly. “No, no. Don’t say sorry… You’re like- so good.” Jeongguk sighs to himself out of your view. He’s leaning back in the chair, while running a hand through his sweaty hair. Little tremors of pleasure are still coursing through him, when he closes his eyes, blissed out, dazed and relaxed. Finally, after months of being pent up. “So, so good.” He murmurs softly, distractedly. 

 His hand that reached under the bar to grab yours to stop you, is lazily rubbing over the back of your hand, hold light and subconscious against his thigh. He probably doesn’t even know he’s doing it and you blush, shyly pulling your hand away. He doesn’t show any sign of even noticing and you both settle into a soft quiet, only your breaths sounding in the room.

 “Um.” You say eloquently.

 “Fuck sorry.” Jeongguk says, scooting the chair back to put his now soft cock away. He rolls his eyes to himself. Way to get stuck in the afterglow by himself with his flaccid cock in some girls face. “Let me get you a towel.”

 “Should I put the blindfold back on?” You ask.

 “Uh- Yeah.” He says stilted. This is weird. You just made him cum so hard he almost knocked out, and now he’s making you cover your eyes so you don’t figure out who he is. 

 You hear the hesitation in the man’s voice and assure him that it’s okay, while grabbing the blindfold you tucked into the waistband of your leggings. You knew how it went, you signed the papers. Patiently you wait until you hear him coming back and sense a soft moist towel being shoved under the bar. You blindly grab it with a soft, “Thanks.”

 “I’ll go wait in the bathroom so you can- I don’t know…? Get ready to go I guess.” You hear his heavy boots retreat to the bathroom, that’s located on his side of the curtain, assuring that he wouldn’t be seeing you on his way.

 With the blindfold off, you go about cleaning yourself. Your knees crack when you stand up after being sat on them for so long. Wincing, you run a hand through your long hair and walk over to the table where you left your bag. You leave the used rag in its place and you shoulder the purse. About to make your way to the door, you pause.

 “I’m uh- leaving?” You yell unsure.

 “Okay,” He yells back through the door. “Did you- did they- your- did they give you the-“ He stutters, not sure how to ask if you got paid.

 The wad of cash in your purse is heavy. Figuratively and literally. “Yeah, they did.” 

 “Okay… Good. I’ll um see you next time?” He sounds hesitant and shy. 

 You laugh. “Yeah I guess so.” And with that, you make your way out of the hotel, thinking that he sounds a whole lot less entitled and cocky than he did when you first got there.

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hiii guysss! thanks for reading this lil drabble! This is kind of like a teaser for a longer fic i have on the back burner (let me know if you like the concept and want me to continue!) but i wanted to post something because i havent for a few weeks bc i have been soo busy with school pls i want to cry 🥲 i should be doing maths as i post this lmao. ANYWAY! thanks again for reading, if u liked it, pls like, comment, reblog, or even send an ask! love talking to u guys n feedback is always lovely <3

[technochu]

headcanons for how wilbur would react to his s/o interrupting a stream bc they didn’t realise he was live? ty i love your hcs sm!!

bold of you to assume I haven’t thought about this at least once every day anon thank u for ur ask and ur words of love (also i wrote this after getting greggs thats why its in there im not sponsored by greggs yet)  yeah so i played around w the formatting of this one. lmk if its weird or nah.

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- OK so Wilbur is a big boy, he can get through a stream without getting too needy for you (although the way he immediately seeks you out for hugs afterwards says otherwise) - you on the other hand? its a time, but normally you go out or make food while hes streaming. 

- you had been feeling a bit hungry so you pop out to the shops to grab food for yourself and Will while he’s setting up for stream

“CHAT!” blares into millions ears as Wilbur’s face fills the screen, smiling for the world to see and laughing as the last piano chords of his intro fade away. Names and donations and hearts and pogs rush by as he just chats, joking and laughing at the innumerable amount of people that tune into his stream. He’s just undeafened to actually talk to Tommy who’s on the other end of his discord call, maybe play some Rust, when the door to the rooms swings open. He’s about to turn and yell that he’s streaming, when-

“I HAVE SLAYED THE MIGHTY BEAST THAT IS THIS FUCKING WEATHER AND PROCURED GREGGS FOR YOU MY LEIGE!” Tommy bursts out laughing in his ear, chat explodes and Wilbur melts at the sight of you, drenched from the rain and with two equally greasy and wet paper bags full of pastries and sausage rolls.   Before he can even warn you he’s streaming, you swoop in, plopping the bag in his lap and a kiss on his forehead before taking in his stunned expression.

“What?” “Love... I’m live...” “Huh? Oh! Crap! Hi chat!” you laugh as you wave to the camera, Wilbur laughing into your neck as you steal his other earphone to hear Tommy’s yelling of hello’s and childish questions. “Are you Wilbur’s significant other?” Tommy asks, deliberately stressing syllables to make you laugh as you clamber into Wilbur’s lap, giggling as much as him. “Tommy, you literally have already met me.” “Yeah but twitch hasn’t.” Wilbur watches you with an eyebrow raised and a smile on his face as you turn to the camera. “Fair point. Hi, chat - ooh, thank you whoever just said I’m pretty - Hi, chat. I’m Y/n, and yes...” You pause for a moment to give Wilbur another kiss, a proper one where his hands ghost your jawline and he realises that maybe having you around when he’s streaming because then the breaks between kisses won’t be so long- 

“... and yes, I am Wilbur’s partner.” 

[gavin-plz-call-me]

i saw you did an nsfw alphabet for wannabe challenge so i was wondering if you could do one for tears of themis? i'd love to see one for artem

Hell yeah, alphabets are the only nsfw stuff I'm good at writing

AO3

Artem NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

-Stills inside/beside you for a moment while you both catch your breath, then he’s combing through your hair, peppering your body with loving kisses.

-Has wet wipes/tissues to help clean you up at arm's length, so if let’s be honest, when you whine about not wanting to leave his side just yet, he can help you clean up.

-If you’re still clingy after a while, this man will carry you to the bathroom to get the rest of the way cleaned up.

-If you find yourself in a more dominant role in the bedroom sub Artem? It’s more likely than you think be prepared to pepper that man with so much love and care.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

-His favorite body part of himself is his eyes. They’re a nice color, but I don’t think he thinks about his appearance too much.

-As for you, would it be cliche to say your brain?

-While your beauty was what attracted him first, your mind is what really sealed the deal.

-Your mouth is a close second, because it helps you voice your thoughts in that beautiful voice of yours and, I mean, if you wanted to give him a blow job too he wouldn’t be complaining…

-Is an ass man.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

-Is hesitant on deciding where to cum.

-He thinks cumming anywhere in/on you would not be a very pleasant experience for you.

-But in the heat of the moment, he’ll probably end up cumming inside you if he’s wearing protection, or on your thighs/ass if he’s not.

-When he cums, whether it be in you or on you, he’s grabbing you a tissue when he comes down from his high to clean you up.

-If you swallow his cum he’ll be a little disgusted, but a lot turned on.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

-Has masturbated in his office after you’ve left on multiple occasions.

-Sometimes the perfume you were wearing was extra enticing, sometimes what you were wearing made you look extra hot, and sometimes your presence alone is enough to get him hot and excited.

-Is mostly ashamed about the times he did it before you two were dating because it felt like an intrusion of your privacy.

-Once Celestine came to his office right after he finished and he was so mortified that she’d somehow be able to tell that he did something. She knew something was up because of how much he was blushing, but she didn’t know what exactly

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

-Big old virgin

-I’m not even saying that to be mean plus being a virgin isn’t bad it’s just true.

-Sure, his lack of experience may be a bit of a hindrance at first, but he’s a clean slate.

-He’s not gonna be doing some weird thing with your clit because a girl he was with before liked that.

-Train him to perfectly pleasure you, and, trust me, he’s a fast learner.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

-Your first few times together he only did missionary, because, while he knew there were other options, he didn’t know how to initiate them.

-As he got more experience, however, he grew to absolutely love doggy style.

-Loves your ass, so it’s an obvious choice. Plus, if he’s extra flustered, he can easily hide it.

-Grips your ass extra hard while kissing your neck and back. If he’s feeling extra brave, expect a few whispers about how good you feel.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

-He has his goofy moments, but most of the time he’s 100% serious.

-Whether it be because he’s concentrating on learning how to pleasure you correctly, or, when he’s gained a bit of experience, just concentrating on both of your pleasure.

-I feel like as you guys get closer, however, an awkward moment may turn into a brief bout of giggles shared between the two of you before continuing.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

-Shaved himself completely when you two started dating.

-Was convinced you’d be disgusted by any hair down there. My poor insecure baby

-When he gets more comfortable around you, he’ll let it grow out, but he still trims it to keep it neat.

-Carpets match the drapes.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

-Is a whore for a sexy, romantic atmosphere.

-I’m talking rose petals, candles, and a couple of glasses of non-alcoholic wine.

-Wanna have the most romantic love-making session imaginable? Set all of that up for him instead of the other way around.

-He’ll be so in love with you at that moment he’ll have no choice but to give you the best orgasms you’ve ever had.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

-Before meeting you, he jacked off maybe once or twice a week, and it was more of something he had to do than something he wanted to do.

-When he met you, he thought you were the most attractive person he’d ever seen, so his sex drive and, naturally, his masturbation sessions increased.

-Increased to every other day, maybe every day. He tried to not think of you during these times as he felt it was an invasion of privacy emphasis on tried.

-After finally getting together with you, his sessions have decreased back down to once or twice a week.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

-Likes having sex in his office, but that’s the most public space he’ll do it in.

-Also loves it when you’re slightly dominant on him.

-Doesn’t want to do any of the more kinky stuff, tying him or you, depending on his mood with a tie is about as far as he’ll go.

-But just take charge, he loves it.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

-Can’t go wrong with the good old fucking in bed. It’s easy, comfortable, and you guys can take as long as you want.

-Get him riled up at work by wearing something that beautifully shows of your ass, or make sure he knows you’re wearing that pair of panties you know he loves or, fuck it, no panties at all he’ll polietly ask you into his office so he can fuck your brains out.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

-Loves when you assert yourself, especially at work.

-Get all confident during a trial because you know you’re going to win? That’s all the motivation he needs.

-Does not help his productivity at all, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

-Expect to fuck after a trial, extra hard if you won.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

-No threesomes/group sex.

-It’s not even because he’ll get jealous okay maybe a bit of that but you were his first and only. Everything he’s learned about sex has been about specifically pleasuring you, he wouldn’t know where to begin when having sex with other people.

-He’s more than content with you being his one and only.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

-Not skilled at the beginning like all things sexual, but he’s a fast learner.

-Good communication is key here, as it is in all aspects of sex with Artem. Guide him to where you want to be pleasured, praise him when you really like what he’s doing, and give him some delicious moans and he’ll be a pro at fucking you with his tounge alone in no time.

-Is too shy to ask for you to go down on him, and will insist you don’t have to when you try to initiate it.

-Ignore him and do it, the noises you draw from him are absolutely worth it.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

-Starts off at a weird middle ground sort of pace, not fast and not slow.

-Is fond of slow and sensual when he grows more experienced, but will occasionally get rough with you.

-That usually happens when he gets a bit too jealous of a guy who got a bit too close to you for your liking.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

- doesn’t really have a choice in the matter at the beginning, mr. 30 seconds (sorry Artem)

-For real, he prefers longer love-making sessions, but if you’re teasing him in the office a quickie will ensue.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

-Grows more confident the more the two of you have sex.

-He does like fucking in his office, so he likes a bit of risk, but there being too many people in the office, or the chance of Celestine walking in at anytime, Artem would much rather feign working on a case and take you home.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

-At first, like most virgin boys, his stamina is basically nonexistent.

-Let him take his time, he’ll get to fucking you until the sun rises in no time at all.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

-Has never thought about getting one for himself when his hand does the job well enough.

-Is very open to using toys on you in the bedroom, especially when he’s feeling insecure about his ability to please you which happens often, scream his name and make him forget those insecurities.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

-Not a teaser in the slightest.

-You want something specific in the bedroom? He’s already doing it, you barely have to ask.

-On the flip side, sort of loves it when you’re unfair to him.

-Just barely touch him and stop at the brink of his orgasm, he gets a sick sort of pleasure from that.

-It also helps him gain more control over himself in the bedroom, so it’s a win-win.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

-May try to stay quiet, after all, in all the porn he’s watched which isn’t a lot because I feel like watching it makes him feel uncomfortable the man is always basically silent.

-That does not work out for him, though. He gets so overwhelmed with pleasure that he can’t control what his vocal cords are doing.

-Gains a bit more control over it over time, but he realizes you like his moans, so he stops trying to keep them at bay.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

-Is a total switch.

-Can be pretty dominant at some times see his atmospheric card

-But I can totally see him wanting you to dom him sometimes. Loves seeing you dominate the court, if you bring that energy to bed, oh boy is he like putty in your hands.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

-He’s of average girth and slightly above average length. Has a nice, thick vein that runs the length of his penis.

-Uncut.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

-Has a very active imagination how else would he become such a great lawyer?

-And while that helps him out in his work, anything about you can really set him off.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

-Is out like a light

-Especially the first few times, his body doesn’t know what hit him.

-But even after a while, he works so hard that the moment he has the chance to fall asleep, his body is taking that chance.

-Make sures to stay up long enough to get cleaned off and help you clean yourself up.

[damn-stark]

Are you still mad?

Jean Kirstein x reader

Requested by anon “HEY🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ can i request a jean x reader where they have an argument but jean doesnt take her seriously cuz he thinks shes ‘cute wen shes mad’ and he’s Attractive wen hes angry so... he busts out the ‘u wanna kiss me so bad’ line and then Hate Sex😁 TY💓”

A/N- Let me just say, I’m still new to this okay! Like this type of writing, practice makes better, so please be patient and nice :) I love you all, thank you for reading!!

Warning- NSFW (smut), rough and angry sex, fluff, and well just that, enjoy :), long hair jean because that man sexy

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“Hey, hey, hey, hey.”

He was delusional to think that you’d forget what he was doing on the field. He’s acting like he’s done nothing, acting like he doesn’t know you're angry at him. He always tries to play it off like you aren’t, or like it’s something that will just pass in a matter of seconds, like your anger will disappear out of thin air and that only pisses you off more.

“Hey, I’m talking to you,” Jean calls out to you again, this time grabbing your arm and pulling you into a lonely alleyway. “Talk to me.”

You pull your arm away and try to walk away and join the rest of your friends, but he grabs you again and pulls you in front of him.

“I have nothing to talk to you about.” You seeth while you avert your gaze.

Jean rests his hand on the wall by your head and his eyes slowly roam your face and he expression that was deeply painted on it. “You’re angry.”

You scoff and push him away. “Yeah because you were reckless today, you didn’t listen and you almost died.”

Jean rolls his eyes, but doesn’t try to argue which is a surprise in itself. Instead he’s the one who desculates the situation. “You know that it’s not like that, I just try my best to help our friends, to save them and you.”

“Yes, I understand, but it doesn’t mean you have to be reckless about it, Jean.” You counter with no sign of calming down. You’ve only argued about this with him so many times and it still didn’t go through his big head. “I don’t know why you don’t understand that.”

“There's nothing to understand.” Instead of leaving you alone, Jean smirks and grabs your chin to tilt your head to face him. That of course pisses you off more. “You know, you’re cute when you’re mad.”

Your eyes widen and you feel your anger boil over, any other time a comment like the one he made now would make your heart flutter, and make you smile, you would completely melt, but this time the words felt almost toxic.

Yet you couldn’t get enough of him.

But instead of giving him the satisfaction to let him see what he caused you, you push him back again and express your anger. “Don’t say that, you’re not listening to me.” You finally meet his gaze and fight not to just give in to him. “Jean, you’re—”

“And you’re not listening to me,” he cuts you off, this time beginning to lose his temper along with you, “it’s nothing to be angry about, because it’s not a big deal, it’s what we do. I’ve told you so many times already, but you don’t listen. Just for once do it, or what are you going to admit you like me?”

Your jaw drops as you gasp, continuing to look into his eyes that had instantly dropped his anger. “You just ruined everything.” For one last time you try to walk off in your heated anger, but Jean is quick and grabs you to spin you and pull you close to his chest, showing his cocky smirk that made your knees weak.

He proceeds to lean loser and tilt his head slightly to the side, continuing with his ridiculous comments in a much softer voice. “You want to kiss me so bad, huh?”

You try to gasp out loud, but nothing audible escapes your lips, you’re instead left watching him with a stunned expression, left watching as his eyes travel down to your lips and he proceeds to lean in and kiss you. That moment causing you to stop breathing and just close your eyes, moving your hands to wrap them around his arms to try and push him away, but not necessarily doing that, instead pulling himcloser and kissing him back slowly at first, still dumbfounded of what had just happened; of what you’ve been wanting to happen for months now, but didn’t have the right confidence boost to do it.

Your actions make Jean smile however and find the chance to push you back to the wall. Beginning to deepen the kiss that finally caused a spark that pulled you from your stupor and realize what you were doing. Albeit not stopping said action and instead sliding your hands up to feel his muscles before you stopped and wrapped one hand around his neck, while the other you dug in his hair, pulling it slightly as he gently bit your bottom lip before he pulled away and gave you both a chance to catch your breath.

When you look up to catch your breath, you swear you see stars in the darkened clouds, your lips twitch into a smile, but before you could fully express the happiness you felt, Jean's voice pulls your attention to him and it erases your smile. “Are you still angry?”

Your eyebrows furrow and you scoff. Why would he ask that?

You don’t say anything and instead just close the small gap between the both of you by pulling him into an open mouth kiss that was packed with much more passion and heat. Jean pulls away again, but this time to press a kiss on the corner of your lips and then leave a trail of wet kisses all the way down to your neck, where he begins to gently suck at your sweet spot, making you grip onto his hair a little tighter and notcing that it wasn’t as soft, but still a little sweaty from your travel. You didn’t let it bother you however and instead you focus on the growing sensation and the growing heat he was causing, expressing a soft moan that made Jean snicker and travel back up to your mouth. Moving one hand down to your thigh and pulling your leg to wrap it around his waist.

He leans in to kiss you again, but hesitates as he meets your gaze to shoot you a breathless and smug smile, continuing to press himself closer to you and move his hand down your body in an attempt to pull the shirt over your head, but stopping as you finally spoke out. “Don’t, this has to be quick, or else they’re going to catch us.”

“Fine,” Jean groans, moving his hands from your shirt and moving his fingers to unbutton your pants, struggling for a moment and cursing as his desperation didn’t let him think clearly. You had to help him unbutton them, sliding your leg off him and pulling your pants down your ankles.

“Not so hard,” you quip, hiding your smirk and moving your own fingers to unbutton his pants, moving to press a kiss on his lips and slowly sliding your tongue over his bottom lip. Unlike him, successfully doing what he failed to do.

You would’ve bragged about it, but instead you let him kiss you, let him swing your leg over his waist again and let his tongue explore the inside of your mouth. Feeling him smile as he heard your whimpers in the back of your throat as he did so.

You wanted his hands to explore your body and his lips to touch every square inch, but you had to remember that you weren’t in any room, you were still in fact outside with limited time and no space. Plus you were still upset at him and his reckless behavior. You would only let him do so much and instead let him dream of what he could do, even if you wanted him to get away with a lot and be with you all night.

Maybe some other time.

For now you enjoyed your heated moment, feeling your want heighten as you felt his hard needing bulge rub against your wet, needing and heavenly spot still covered by the fabric of your underwear.

Jean groans in your mouth at the slight contact and pulls away from your mouth to put his hands on your hips, looking down at what forbid him from fully feeling you before drifting his eyes up to meet yours, letting you see his blown out pupils reflect the light of the moon as it stood directly over your heads. He heaved just like you were and leaned in to kiss you again, but stops and his breath stutters as you roll your hip on his erection, letting out a soft moan and arching your back as he rolls his hips seconds after. Something that made him smile before he looked down and saw your underwear was soaked.

“Tsk, look at you.” He murmurs against your lips, sliding his slim fingers down to your waist and dragging them down slowly to hook his finger on the waistband of your underwear, slowly pulling it down before he pulls down his own. “I thought you were angry at me, pretty baby.”

Your eyes flicker down, but before you could get a glimpse of what he hid, he put his knuckle under your chin and tilted your head up and shook his head. “Tsk, this is quick, remember.” His fingers dig into your hips to lift you a bit and line his tip with your entrance, pushing you down and slowly easing every delicious and thick inch of himself into your wet and throbbing pussy. Moaning into your mouth as you clench around his member.

You tug his hair that was beginning to grow out and your eyes shut at the feeling of him achingly staying in place. “Jean,” you moan softly, panting heavily and dropping your gaze to meet his; only noticing his eyes were shut before he rests his forehead in the crook of your neck, staying painfully still inside you. You would’ve let him any other time, but right now you really needed him. “Jean, please.”

“Just,” Jean interjects softly, “please.”

“Jean. Please I need you, please.” You purr by his ear, feeling him lift his head and seeing as he pulled away to meet your pleading gaze, showing you a new emotion in his eyes that wasn’t there before. A sort of fire, an anger that he had only shown for a couple seconds.

“Fine,” he growls, not waiting a single moment before he rips away and slams back into you, causing you to scream out and arch your back until your chest hit his, shutting your eyes so hard that you swear you could see stars dance around in the darkness of your closed eyelids.

Jean is quick to slap his hand over your mouth to shut up your loud moans that could attract any curious person, as he continued to pound you into the wall, leaving no space for kindness, or sweet kisses, just brutally thrusting into you and instantly finding that divine spot that made tears prickle at the corner of your eyes.

Every inch of him felt heavenly, like you couldn’t get enough, it made you think through your daze of why you hadn’t done this before, even if all the desire to do so was always there, but only shut off by each other’s pride. He always teased you, like you with him, there was always shared glances and close calls, but it never came to this, what you were doing in the dark in this lonely abandoned alleyway.

You would’ve thought this was crazy any other day, but now you couldn’t think of anything else, didn’t want anything else but feel his cock easily slide in and out of your warm and wet pussy. Hearing his moans that he tried to hold back as to not let any noise, beside skin slapping against skin be heard echoing down the alleyway. He tried he really did, you could see it by the way he bit his lip, and or tried to kiss you, but the euphoria he felt didn’t let him do much but just whisper sweet nothings and your name into your ear, just holding back from what he really wanted to express.

You hug him tight and clenched harder around him as you felt you were beginning to reach your climax, and felt him close to reaching his.

“I-I, shit,” Jean groans by your ear, moving his hand from your mouth and slowing his pace into softer, yet quick thrusts, “I lo—”

“Do-don't you dare sa-sa-say it.” You wheeze before expressing a throaty moan, “Jean.”

Jean digs his nails into your hips and moves one hand to slap it on the wall by the side of your head, turning his thrusts harder again and ripping apart everything inside you.

He moves his head and presses a kiss on your lips, wanting to deepen it, but stopping and resting his forehead on yours before he came inside you without warning, stalling there and panting out your name.

He wanted to stop, but he continued; this time just rolling his hips into you in a slow and sweet pace that finally sent you over the edge. Making your toes curl and arch your back to then whimper out his name since nothing else, but a soft gasp left your mouth.

The sensation of your climax was euphoric, mind-numbing and blinding, your heart felt as if it was going to explode out. Tears rolled down your cheeks and your chest heaved up down, you loosened your grip on his hair and pull away to rest your back on the wall, still feeling the explosive feeling radiating inside you and feeling nothing. Hearing nothing but your heart and Jeans breathing until he broke the silence with a stupid question. “Are you still mad at me.”

You open your eyes and blink to look at him, tilting your head, and rolling your eyes as you pushed him off you. In that instant, feeling an instant regret as you felt empty now, felt each other’s warm cum slide down your leg.

Jean was quick to come to your aid, pulling a rag from inside his jacket that looked surprisingly clean. “Here, let me.”

“No,” you call out, grabbing the rag from his hand and cleaning yourself. “I’ve got it. Thank you.”

“Really,” Jean presses, “are you still mad?”

Your eyes flicker up to him for a brief moment before you pull your underwear and pants on, buttoning it in silence and watching as he mirrors your actions until you both stand fully dressed in the same alley way in waiting silence. You sigh and shake your head, “no, I just,” you pause and zip your jacket, shrugging before answering quietly. Ignoring the throbbing that was still going on in between your legs. “I just worry about you, Jean, okay? That’s why I get mad, I can’t express my worry for you any other way. I’m sorry.”

Jean smiles softly and tilts your head up with his knuckle so he could meet your gaze. “I knew that, I just wanted you to admit it.”

You scoff and push his arm away. “You just—”

Jean grabs your hand to pull you back to him. “Wait,” he presses a soft kiss on your lips and whispers out what he had intended to say. “Thank you for worrying about me, I worry about you too, believe it or not.” He grins and presses another kiss on your lips, “I lo—”

“Jean! Y/N!”

You both look to the end of the alleyway to see Connie and Sasha, both carrying goofy grins on their lips and food in their hands.

“Where have you two been? We’ve been looking for you!” Sasha reveals, making Jean grow pink.

“Oh you know,” you smirk, seeing Jean's face burn at the thought that you were going to reveal what you had been doing. “Fighting.”

“Well,” Connie rolls out, “that’s not surprising.”

They both hurry to join the both of you and you throw Jean his rag, seeing him from the corner of your eyes have a hard time putting it away.

“Anyway, we got food, let’s go!” Sasha exclaims happily, taking your hand and pulling you along with her. Leaving behind Jean and a smiling Connie who knew too much for his own good.

[starlight-writes-stuff]

Hey lovey! Could I request a mcyt headcanon thing of how they each are in bed?

hi angel , and of course ! as always im sorry this took forever lmao . hope u enjoy (((:

AYO LOOK AT THESE : smut ! rough sex , choking , scratching , hair pulling , breeding / unprotected sex (wrp it b4 u tap it , bbys) , overstimulation , light bondage , i think thats all (:

reblogs are always appreciated <3

dream :

out of all the feral boys dream is the roughest for sure

it's all his gamer rage coming out

he truly has to control himself  / hold back

because he wants to fuck you until you cant remember your own name

but doesnt want to break you

he’s not the biggest fan or foreplay , only because he’d much rather feel you wrapped around him

but he loves to go down on you

would prep you with his fingers because lord knows you’ll need it

and once you started to squirm he’d get so cocky

“if you cant take my fingers , you definitely cant take all of me, baby .”

so many pet names - baby , kitten , pretty girl , bunny , bun , my little whore

he’d make you cum twice on his fingers alone

and wouldn’t fuck you until he was aching for any sort of stimulation

wouldn’t use protection (w your consent !!!)

the thought of his cum deep inside you , painting your insides … it fucks him UP

you KNOW clay would be the motherfucker to slap his dick on your pussy

would groan at the sound of how wet you were for him

he’d run the tip of his cock through your folds and collect your arousal

until you were begging him to fuck you - and even then he’d wait a moment longer

he’d ease in slowly , making sure you felt every single inch 

and would praise the FUCK out of you

“look so pretty taking my cock , bunny”

he’d stop to let you adjust to his length, but he’d be so arrogant as you bucked your hips

“want more , sweet thing ?”

you’d just nod , the pressure building in your tummy too much to produce words

and clay would grab at your chin so fuCKING agressivley

“i asked you a question , whore .”

he would just ruin you (in the most respectful way possible)

you’d cum for the third time within mere seconds

the room would be filled with the sound of harsh , slapping skin

you moans mixing with his - it was like a symphony to him

at some point your legs would go completely limp from the shear amount of pleasure clay was providing

and he’d circle an arm around your hips , holding your body to his as you came yet again

he’d get progressively less vocal as he approached his high , his raspy moans turning to rough growls and groans

and he’d bury himself deep inside of you as he came , muttering scratchy praises into the crook of your neck

as you and clay started to come down together it would be a complete 180

he’d pull out so gently , watching the way his cum dripped out of you

and would press sweet , tender kisses to every inch of skin he could get his mouth on

clay would run soft fingers over every bruise , every mark he left on your skin

admiring his work

he loves the way you look after sex - all fucked out and dewy eyed

would wet a washcloth with warm water and clean you up while murmuring over and over how much he loved you

the two of you would fall asleep pretty quickly after in a tangled mess of limbs

sex with him is quite the workout

george :

gogs <3

i have many thoughts on this subject yall

wakin up in the mornin , thinkin about so many things

would LOVE foreplay

something about being so intimate but not actually fucking is so <3 to him

he loves every single moment of it

starting from when a simple peck turns to something deeper

george’s tongue rolling over yours as he cups a hand under your jaw 

would do the thumb thing™ on your cheek

his free hand would roam up and down the curve of your hips

then up and under your shirt

the way that your breath hitched would make him sh i v e r

and george would start kissing down your neck and over your jaw to your neck

loves hickeys

and biting you

he’d take yall to some place soft if you weren’t already there and start to undress you

adores the action of getting you out of your clothes and insists on taking your shirt off himself

is obsessed w your titties

rolling your nipples between his fingers

sucking on the sensitive nubs , flicking his tongue over them until you could cry from pleasure

then leaves sloppy , hot kisses all the way down your body

is so good with his hands

knows the exact way to curl his fingers inside you

and is very good at keeping a rhythm that pushes you over the edge

but truly have you seen that boys hands because like

he’s all about pleasuring you in bed

it's his number one priority

and he knows your body incredibly well

the boy knows how to make you cum without even trying

yall have experimented and figured out what feels best

and he’s perfected those techniques

on the non physical side of things however

sex with george would be s i n f u l

the things he would say to you …

and in his fucking ACCENT no less

starlight has a voice kink

god he would talk so fucking dirty

the filthiest things falling from his lips as he’s thrusting in and out of you

he’d be so vocal

“just like that , love ,” he’d pant before throwing his head back

his fingers would dig into your hips as his moans turned to whimpers

the two of you would reach your highs one after the other

but george always makes sure that you finish first

sapnap :

we’re just gonna address this right away

daddy kink

(“call me big daddy” , sapdaddy , need i say more ?)

pretty dominant but not necessarily aggressive

more mentally dominant if that makes any sense ???

wants you so far in subspace that you’re all his

dumbification is so hot to him

“baby doll , darlin’ , sweet girl”

degrades you but in a soft way :,)

“look so pretty on my cock , whore”

“my sweet little slut , taking me so well”

spits in your mouth and holds your jaw until you swallow

loves to fuck your throat

literally uses your mouth as his personal fleshlight

hold your hair up for you bc he’s a gentleman

but would rather have it in pigtails

thrusts into your mouth hhhhhhhhhh

wants to see mascara tears and won't stop until he does

loves to give you facials

then takes 1476592837310982 pictures of you like that

his my eyes only on snap is 99% your face painted with his cum

honestly likes to cum anywhere he can see it

tits

backshots

on your stomach

l o v e s your thighs

and yall have absolutely done thigh jobs

would fuck you until you cried then marvel at the look of your tears

because you look so pretty when you’re entirely overwhelmed by pleasure

your face flushed a pretty pink 

eyes watering with crystal clear drops

then would make you cum again

“one more , sweet girl , you can take one more”

and you’d just nod , so deep into subspace that he words were like spells

how could you say no to him ?

aftercare KING though , would take such good care of you

would run you two a warm bath and carry you to the tub

bc lord knows you cant walk after him

and he’d run his hands allllll over your body , soothing any rough marks he may have left

at the end of the day he absolutely worships you

karl : 

karl jacobs , love of starlight’s life

i just think that he <3

karl has stated that he’s on the ace spectrum

so i think that sex with him wouldn’t be near as much about physicality

its about the intimacy and connection that comes with that for yall

and mans would make you feel so loved ,,,

he’d kiss every single inch of your body

and hold you so close to him as you two were getting undressed

loves kisses when yall are shirtless

because he can feel your heartbeat on his

and they sync up the longer u lay there

would go down on you for hours if he could holy fuck

he loves eating you out , drawing pretty moans from your lips

and is so good at it bye .

he can easily make you cum with just his skilled tongue

and fucks you with it i-

one of his favorite feelings in the world is your thighs tightening around his head

and your hands tugging at his hair as he makes you come undone over and over

you’re his favorite taste in the entire world

sex with karl would be sweet and soft and so so so intimate

it would be so loving

he’d have you look him in his eyes as he slid in

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnggngngnngngnngggggggg

and would stay buried deep inside you , not moving  until you adjusted to him

karl’s packing i just know it 

moans your name quite a lot

and murmurs how much he loves you , everything he loves about you inbetween thrusts

he’d hold your hands while you two made love

his grip tightening as he got closer

karl would make DAMN sure you came first

but loves cumming at the same time if you can hold off for him

the two of you would stay like that , chest to chest for a while after your highs

karl still tucked inside you

he’d love cockwarming dont @ me

is a fluffy mess after sex and always wants to fall asleep after

with you in his arms

quackity :

sex with alex >>>>>>

yes

please

he’d be . so fucking good . at everything he did .

alex loves foreplay

lapdances

bc he’s so obsessed with your body

and having you put on a show just for him ?

turns him on like nothing else in the world

lets you show off for as long as possible before he finally picks you up and throws you on the bed

hands hands hands

alex is so skilled with his fingers and knows how to hit all the best spots

has absolutely made you squirt on his fingers and is so cocky about it

has you hold eye contact while he eats you out

and the minute you break it , he stops

would have his dick in your mouth 24/7 if he could

and loves the way you look with your tongue swirling around him

keeps a hand on the back of your head and pushes down so gently

alex is definitely a soft dom

when he cant hold off from fucking you any longer he’s no stranger to tying your hands up

usually with his belt

fucks you in missionary with your legs over his shoulders

but also loves when you're on top

alex is a titty guy

such a boob guy

and absolutely covers your chest in hickeys and bite marks

getting to play with them while you ride him ?? heaven

once your hips give out from feeling so good , alex would lift you up and thrust into you

his fingertips digging into your skin , leaving pretty purple bruises

would play with your clit as he fucks up into you

“cum for me , princess”

loves cumming inside you

breeding kink

just saying

and watching it drip out of your pussy gets him hard all over again

his voice goes so deep while he moans

and calls you pretty names in spanish

vvvv vocal and loves when you match that

“show me how good im making you feel , baby”