#whimpering jumpscare

[mentallyillmindmeld]

Absolutely jumpscared me when I listened to the soundtrack for the first time. Full volume. At like 8:30 am in my car.

[mars-ipan]

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

warning: teasing, prey and predator play

A/N: this is a kofi request~

As if being mated to a kitsune wasn’t hard enough, he had recently started playing tricks on you almost daily. Before you could handle the occasionally missing sock or jumpscare, but now he was practically bullying you.

When your kitsune wanted something, he always lowered his head and settled his nose on your knee, looking up through his eyelashes. Even though you were getting irritated with his mischievous behavior, you still loved the guy.

“Are you upset with me?” he asked, nosing your knee gently. “I’m just playing around… it’s boring being cooped up in here…”

You sighed, knowing he wasn’t wrong. There had been a sudden blizzard, leaving the two of you trapped in your small cabin by the woods for the time being.

“… I know. It’s just… it gets a bit annoying being nipped at and chased. I know you have a lot of energy, but-“

His attention was suddenly drawn away from the conversation, and he nearly leaped towards the window. There was a bird outside, and now that’s all he could think about.

You huffed, whining at him as he bolted to the window to scratch at it, his orange tail swaying behind him.

“You’re impossible…”

Though some would assume your mate was scatterbrained, he was actually quite clever. The tricks he played on you required him to be cunning and intelligent, and oftentimes you could never guess what he was going to do next.

Sometimes he enjoyed chasing you. He got the zoomies often, nearly bouncing off the walls as he gave chase. It was scary, yet strangely arousing to see him treat you like prey.

“Little bunny~”

He often called you that when he was feeling mischievous. Deciding to get it over with, you rolled your eyes and walked towards the bedroom.

He was completely bare, cock erect and twitching slightly as he nearly purred at the sight of you.

“I’ve missed you…”

“Y-you just saw me- wait, why are you naked!?”

He chuckled, crawling across the comforter, his tail swaying behind him as he reached you at the foot of the bed.

“All these questions… aren’t you pent up? You know, us kitsunes know a lot about the human body…”

He ran a finger down your side, making you shiver. His claw barely scraped your sensitive skin. “Mmm… you know, if I didn’t love you so much I’d just… devour you whole~”

He leaned forward to brush his sharp teeth against your neck. You could feel his cock press against your belly, the tip dripping precum. “… teasing me…”

A smile stretched out across his face, his fingers playing with the waistband of your panties. “Am I? Mmm, I don’t think I am. Maybe you’re just… a sensitive little thing. Most humans are…”

He bit down on your neck, causing you let let out a yelp of pain. His tongue lapped up your blood, his eyes narrowed as he groaned. “God… you make it so difficult, darling. Every woman I’ve ever met has ended up eaten by me… but now I’ve formed a mating bond with you…”

His fox ears twitched as he purred, pulling you into his lap so his tip could rub against your clothed cunt. “Pretty thing, making me so soft for you… oh, how excited I get when I chase you…”

Suddenly, he was pinning you down, letting out a yip as you struggled and squirmed. He loved watching you struggle like a helpless bunny beneath him.

Like prey.

“That’s it…” he murmured, keeping your wrists pinned above you with one hand as the other pulled off your panties.

“Keep struggling…”

He pumped his fingers in and out of you, cooing in a teasing manner as you whined. “Someone is being a needy little thing. You want more, hmm?”

You lip wobbled, and you lifted your hips to press into his hand, desperate for him. “Please…”

He purred at the sight of your desperation, pushing his cock into you without warning. His thrusts were fast and unforgiving, his fluffy orange tail swaying behind him.

You could only whimper and moan, squirming beneath him.

“Isn’t this what you wanted, princess? You wanted to be fucked like the helpless little prey you are, didn’t you? Can’t even talk…”

He pressed kisses into your neck as you came around him, milking his cock. The kitsune quite enjoyed teasing you, but after planting his seed in your belly, he always became incredibly soft.

“Sweet thing…” he murmured, kissing at the bites he left along your neck and shoulders. “You know I’d never eat you, right? You may be sweet, but I prefer to enjoy your taste through… different means…”

To repay all the reading, he dipped his head between your legs to lap up your juices and his cum. It all mixed together, and watching him taste his own cum was pretty hot.

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[spicybunni]

YANDERE KARL HEISENBERG HEADCANONS

I think I’m just gonna do Yandere headcanons for all the Lords because why not?

Karl as a yandere was so hard to write for 😰 he just has such a idgaf vibe! But I hope y’all enjoy it!!

WARNINGS : YANDERE TENDENCIES/ VIOLENCE TOWARDS DARLING / INVASION OF SPACE / SUBMISSIVE DARLING / BLOOD (not darlings)

⚙️Karl strikes me as a cocky yandere. He is obsessed with you but also loves playing with you. Meaning if you want to fuck around and find out he is all for it, but expect to be screaming for your life by the end of it. The best place to be is by his side always.

⚙️For example, he would let you roam the factory on your own. Making you feel a sense of freedom until you happen upon one of his awful experiments walking towards you. He has full control of course, and would only let his metal corpse puppets go so far until having them pull back and leave you alone.

⚙️Usually you would just run back to him out of breath and shaking. Cue his wolfish grin at your state “Why darling, back so soon?”

⚙️This guy is strong, so if you’re being a brat he has no problem just hoisting you up and taking you to your room/cage and settling you there for the remainder of a day.

⚙️I feel like Karl would use a metal collar or ankle cuff so if you get too ahead of yourself. It doesn’t matter if you’re defiant or compliant because he’ll just drag you using his metal powers with the collar/cuff.

⚙️Likes it when you cling to him. It makes him feel good. Will order you to hug him or hang onto his arm when going through the factory together.

⚙️You best believe this man has all eyes on you. If you think you’re alone roaming around, he’ll just interrupt your thoughts through the camera speakers “What are you up to darling? Anything interesting?”

⚙️Hates it when you ask questions about him or his family’s past. You either will get a passive aggressive answer or a long rant about Mother Miranda. Or he would just tell you to shut up.

⚙️A defiant darling would amuse him. He loves your resistance and spirit. Watching you struggle and overcome the horrors of his factory. But it only amuses him so long before he ends up chaining one of your legs to a bedpost and keeping you in a rusting metal room.

⚙️A compliant darling wouldn’t be as entertaining for him. But you would be granted certain freedoms for your good behavior. Such as roaming the factory with minimal jumpscares and no monsters purposely attacking you.

⚙️If compliant darling does get injured by a disobeying monster in the factory or outside, Karl will rescue you and kill his creation on the spot. You would whimper and shake at his brutality, but would still clutch to his trenchcoat for security.

⚙️A compliant darling would make him feel weird sometimes, like his chest hurts when you start to cry because you miss your family/friends or just simply because you’re afraid. His heart sinks but also tries to be as comforting as he can. Giving you a big hug parting you on the back “There, there! You’re going to be fine, enough with the tears!”

⚙️Yandere Karl Heisenberg is part Lycan. I can’t explain it, but he is. So he can definitely have bloodlust over you when you piss him off. He would just leave to hunt animals in the mountains behind the factory so he doesn’t harm you.

⚙️Comes back to you with either human or animal blood dripping from his mouth and on his hands. His golden eyes never leaving yours as he only says “You’re lucky I love you darling…”

⚙️Tries to get a rise out of compliant darling, but is immediately turned off when you start to cry at his teasing. Sometimes you do get pissy and he thinks it’s so adorable.

⚙️Almost too easy for defiant darling to get upset at his obvious teasing.

⚙️I feel that Karl wouldn’t force darling to sleep in his bed but knows that they will eventually come to him on their own? Because let’s be honest that factory is full of awful stuff that could walk into your room any minute. Like I said, the best place to be is by his side.

⚙️As a yandere I don’t think his goal is to have a mind broken darling that’s just a ghost around him. He wants darling to always be themselves, just so long as they can obey him and be by his side.

[cvntroach5000]

i feel like one of the major points people who call lads a "gooner game" miss is that lads is a romance game if the fucking title didnt make it obvious. and with romance, most of the time, comes sexual intimacy.

the problem with actual gooner games is that they are not even remotely about romantic and/or sexual relationships. they are usually combat-focused and feature obnoxiously sexualised women as cheap bait to get more players.

lads is not a combat or detective game where suddenly a man in nothing but a towel is moaning. no, there is a shirtless man in your bed, whimpering because he is your boyfriend. lads is a story driven game but romance is still at the forefront of that story. he is your boyfriend because you chose him and you are actively pursueing him in that manner, in a game where the point is to romance these characters. and when youre in the plot driven parts of the game, you dont suddenly get jumpscared by boobs during whats supposed to be a serious moment. you get boobs because you pulled for a memory that has boobs in it—you have to ask for the boobs to receive the boobs. theyre not shoved in your face like some kinda convoluted form of hypnosis.

[literatooru]

𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

pairing: f!reader x dabi

warnings: 18+ (NSFW) (MDNI) slight exhibitionism, cockwarming, very slight degradation (calls reader slut exactly once), unprotected sex

Dating Dabi has taught you to always expect the unexpected. It's obviously tough, but you've learned to control your own reactions to deal with whatever he throws at you.

One thing you can always take for granted though, is that, no matter how used to him you are, he'll always manage to somehow catch you off guard. Especially when he comes and suggests for you to do things you would could never imagine yourself doing. But of course, it's Dabi. You couldn't possibly say no to him.

That's how you find yourself settled in his lap, his fingertips running along the plush skin of your thighs make your entire body shiver, his chin rested on your shoulder, and his cock buried so deeply inside you that the barest of moves makes your gut twist.

You were initially suspicious when he suggested —almost demanded— you wear a skirt for movie night. Granted, calling it that is a bit of a stretch. Yes, a movie is playing, but everyone in the league is drunk out of their asses to pay any mind to it. That, at least, is one of the reasons he managed to convince you to go along. No one will notice, he had said.

As soon as you both entered the room, he pulled you to the far end side of it, plopping into the couch and pulling you into his lap as someone started the movie. Of course, due to the season, everyone agreed on playing horror one. Just your luck.

You try to focus on it, you really do. But when a particular jumpscare manages its purpose on you, you start in your place, and the movement makes Dabi's body react almost immediately; his hips slightly thrust up.

He chuckles, his hot breath hitting the back of your neck making goosebumps arise all over your body.

"What's the matter, doll?" he murmurs, kneading his fingertips into your flesh.

A whimper manages to escape past your lips and you crane your neck to hide your face in the crook of his to conceal your embarrassment. He tuts, the sound laced with mirth. "Shh... you better make sure to keep it down," he says, shifting his hips once more to rip another moan out of you. Another chuckle makes his chest rumble, and he takes your chin between his fingers to make you look at him. "You don't want everyone in here to know what a needy little slut you are, do you?" After you shake your head, he nudges his chin forward. "Eyes on the screen," he says, then waits until you're facing forward once more.

His fingers continue tracing teasing figures on your exposed skin, sometimes slipping past the hem of your shit, moving up, up, up before stopping; never touching you where you need it most.

You let out an exasperated huff, making the corners of his lips quirk up. His fingers dig into your hips to halt your movements when you try to grind against him, and his hands almost slam you back down on him, another small moan managing to slip past your parted lips.

"So desperate," he mumbles against the back of your neck, his nose tracing a teasing trail that makes you shiver, and your entire body tenses up as you hold your breath. He groans against your skin, his tongue peeking out to taste it. "Stop squeezin' me so tight unless you want me to make a mess of you. I don't care who's watching."

You bite your bottom lip so hard that you think you might draw blood. His chest is flushed right against your back; the warmth of his body seeping through your clothes, his scent invading all your senses and clouding your judgment. You need him so, so bad that your legs start trembling from the effort of holding back.

"Tōya..." you mewl softly in a weak attempt to make him do something.

"Yeah?" he whispers in your ear, his hot breath caressing your skin. Moves his head to kiss your pulse point, nibbling on the skin and licking it. You've just opened your mouth to speak when he gives another teasing thrust, your lips instantly clamping shut to prevent any noises from coming out. "C'mon. What is it? Cat got your tongue?"

His hand sneaks under your skirt once more. You yelp when he pinches the top of your thigh, his hand moving inward to brush against you. "Look at you. Soakin' wet and I've barely even touched you."

"Please..." you whisper, your hips shifting on top of him when he uses a single finger to tease your aching bundle of nerves, his amusement growing when he notices how you clench your jaw; the way your brows pinch together and your face scrunches up. The way tears well up in your eyes after almost half an hour of his teasing, feeling so full of him yet feeling no satisfaction at all.

"Please, what?" he snickers. "Use your words, doll."

You're just about to do exactly that when Dabi yanks his hand out and adopts a nonchalant posture. You grit your teeth and are about to complain when a drunken man you don't recognize stumbles forward, catching himself on the arm of the couch before he can hit the floor. You don't have to look too closely to know just how intoxicated the man is; just the smell alone makes you scrunch up your nose, and he's not even standing that close.

"What do you want?" Dabi drawls, discreetly pulling the hem of your skirt down to cover as much of your body as possible.

"Wha's the matter wiph her?" the man manages to say, pointing a finger at you. "You cryin'?"

"Ah, she's all right," Dabi says with a lopsided smirk. "Aren't you, sweetheart?" As he says this, his arms curl around your hips and pull you flush against him, readjusting his position, his hips grinding against yours when he does.

You've managed to to merge your moan with a groan and hide your face behind your hands.

"Sure," you blurt out, your voice muffled behind your palms.

"She's just a crybaby," Dabi has the nerve to add, patting your leg. "Not a fan of horror movies."

"Ah, well. I see," the man says, nodding as he staggers away. "They ain't tha' scary! They ain't real! Jus' actors 'n stuff," he mumbles as he makes his way through the crowd.

"Dick," you hiss at your boyfriend.

He smiles, his body relaxing against the cushions of the couch.

"Isn't that what you want?" he retorts.

You grumble something under your breath (definitely a bunch of insults, all directed at him), and he snorts.

"Right then," he starts, his hand going under your clothes and finally touching you where you need him most. "How about I take care of you properly now?"

[flametrashiraarchive]

hi! i wanted to ask if you’re able to write any nsfw douma head cannons? it’s totally okay if you’re not able to :^)

*punches the air with both fists*

YESSS!

I hope this is okay. There's a warning near the end because the last part is about menstruation and him being fond of it and yeah... maybe you don't want to read that.

NSFW under the cut. Also mild spoilers for Douma's canonical personality.

DOUMA x reader NSFW headcanons

He enjoys sex greatly as a prelude to dinner.

It helps tenderize the meat.

But he doesn't cum. Ever. The physical sensation is pleasant but empty.

Doesn't masturbate.

Until he meets you.

Douma has been complimented on his beauty all his life; it's expected at this point, but you're the first person he's met who compliments him with actions rather than words.

When you lean against him for comfort? When you ask how he's feeling when he's just sitting, staring into space? When you ask him to keep talking and discuss more than just mundane things??

Yes, he'll keep you around. You interest him.

You're also genuinely nice to him, and not for the promise of eternal paradise. You just... like him. He's not used to that.

When he confesses he's a demon and you just accept it? You don't scream and run away? You're his now.

People hunt and eat rabbits and keep bunnies as pets.

You're his soft little bunny and he so loves to play with you.

Will absolutely initiate tickle fights. Wins every time. (he's not even ticklish, he's just a menace.)

Kisses your nose when you're mad at him.

Fucks you against the wall (sometimes halfway up it)

He leaves marks every time you fuck.

Man's a biter.

Hickey king.

He wants everyone to know you're his. If you wear his marks proudly he'll pop a boner every time he sees you.

Coos over you when you get overstimulated. Finds it adorable and pretty funny when you're cockdrunk and fucked out.

Yes, you've fucked on that giant pillow he sits on for sermons.

Actually, you've fucked on every square inch of the temple.

Including the ceiling. it was your birthday, he wanted to make it special.

He is a big boy.

Likes when you sit in his lap and bounce on him. Puts his face in your tits and can't stop smiling.

Giggles when he makes you cum.

You discover together that he has very sensitive nipples. He whimpers the first time you flick one with your tongue.

HE FELT SOMETHING!!

"Do it again, pet..."

By the end of it he's a blushing mess. One more touch and he'll lose his mind. He needs... he needs...

He pulls you onto him, grips your hips and uses his strength to drive you up and down on him. You're his fleshlight now. He's done when he's done.

whimpers.

The first time he cums it's a jumpscare for him.

THAT'S WHAT IT FEELS LIKE?

I see I see... let's do it again.

From that day on it becomes about how much mess the pair of you can make.

One day it occurs to him that his heart flutters whenever you're near.

Wants to turn you into a demon so you can be with him for eternity. Gets off on you being his helpless little human pet... why must life be so cruel?

WARNING: go no further unless you're okay with sex and cunnilingus during menstruation

Oh my oh my. When you bleed he's a whole new level of feral.

He will live between your thighs that entire week just... lapping it up.

It's nutritious and it's you. He loves it.

Fucking lies there on his belly, kicking his feet and fingering you so he can lick his fingers clean.

"Orgasms help with cramps, pet." he bats his eyelashes and smiles like he's only doing this for your benefit.

Man's a menace.

[jwanniie]

HEAR ME OUT!!!!

Jwans note: I saw this one TikTok and it gave me this idea!!😮‍💨

Omg Omg omg imagine you and your girlfriend Yunjin are having a movie marathon with the members. You and her were in the mood to be all risky and freaky. You crawled into her lap and put a blanket over you. The members cooing and giggling at how much of a cute and loving couple you guys are. And how much of couple goals you are. So cute right??😮‍💨😍🤭 but little did they know what is happening under the blanket that’s protecting their eyes from the not so innocent sight. Yunjins cock found its way to your slick covered cunt. Burying it deep, cockwarming her.🫣 All of her adjusting and movements, distracting you from the movie. The little whimpers and whines that fell past your lips, worrying the members.

“Are you ok y/n?” Chaewon asked.

“Is something wrong? Do you not like the movie?” Kazuha questioned.

You shook your head from side to side and gave them a little ‘don’t worry’, biting your lower lip. Knowing if you answer them, the most sinful sounds would come out. Yunjin is enjoying this way too much, purposefully moving. The fact that you picked a horror movie was not great at all, the jumpscares and all of the horrifying faces. Making you make some extra unwanted actions.

At this point your wetness drenched Yunjins pelvis, and the blanket was getting all sticky and sweaty. You tried to move a little, sinking yourself up and down. But she kept you firm, her grip on your waist, hard and tight. Acting like she doesn’t want this too. With a little more movement, your juices ran down. Luckily the blanket sucking all of your wetness. You looked to your side and realized that her members were quick to doze off.

“Should we continue this in the bedroom or would you like it here? Hmm?” Yunjin whispered into your ear, flashing a dirty smirk.

[h-hollieskz]

QUIET

introduction | masterlist

-> pairing: sub han jisung x dom gn reader (ft. chan, minho, changbin, and hyunjin)

-> word count: 500+

-> synopsis: you’re watching a movie with the other members, and jisung won’t keep quiet

-> tw: exhibitionism (has been previously discussed with other members), begging, use of ‘noona’ once, sort of edging, handjob, sort of implied orgy at the end, han is called ‘slut’, ‘whore’, ‘good boy’

“Shhh you wouldn’t want the others to hear what a whore you are, would you hannie?” You teasingly whisper into your boyfriends ear as he starts to whimper, your gentle touches riling him up. The three maknaes had fallen asleep on the couch furthest away, leaving Chan, Changbin, Minho and Hyunjin on the one next to the pair of you. They were hooked in whatever movie was playing, it looked like a horror judging by Hyunjin’s dramatic screams every time there was a jumpscare.

You hadn’t been paying attention, spending the first half of the movie running your hand over Jisung’s thighs and chest, refusing to go anywhere near his throbbing dick. Han continued to squirm next to you, your touches concealed by the thick blanket you were sharing. Your head rested on his shoulder, and apart from his occasional whimpers or fucked out facial expressions, you were undetectable.

“Please, please y/n, please I can’t.” He begged in a low whisper, so quiet you almost couldn’t hear. You smirked, looking up at his pinched face, a small bead of sweat dribbling down his forehead.

“Please what, baby?” You replied, teasing him further. “Do you want me to touch you properly?” He nodded eagerly, eyebrows furrowing and his eyes squeezing shut. “Words hannie.”

“Please touch my dick, noona.” He panted, hot breath against your neck.

You dragged your finger up his cock, stopping at his leaking tip. You heard Han’s breath hitch as you gently began to rub, then moving your hand up and down his length.

It wasn’t long before he was bucking into your wrist, already so close to coming. You pulled away as you felt him get close, noticing the concerned glances you were receiving from the other members. He whined a little too loudly as he thrust his hips into the blanket, trying to gain any friction at all, whilst you stared awkwardly at Chan who had decided to turn to see what was going on right at that moment.

It was then that you decided to continue teasing him, relishing in his moans, each growing higher in volume. There was no doubt that everybody awake had heard him now and it only had him thrusting into your hand faster.

When Chan saw Jisung’s face, paired with what he had been hearing, there was little left to his imagination as to what had been going on. He gently patted Changbin’s shoulder, getting him to turn and look too and it only turned your boyfriend on more to see his friends watch him. Like dominoes, the rest of the hyung line found themselves being alerted, and with a playful smirk they all stared at their dongsaeng.

“Look at you being a desperate slut for y/n.” Minho was the first to say, paired with a shit-eating grin. Han let out a shameless moan at his hyung’s words, getting closer by the second, his body searing with embarrassment.

“Fuck.” He panted, “y/n pl-please let me come.” He whimpered, burying his face in your shoulder, ears impossibly red.

In the corner of your eye, you could see at least two of the members with a hand down their pants, watching intently as Han chased his orgasm.

“You can come.” You whispered, your free hand playing with his hair as your boyfriend came on the sofa with a long groan.

“Good boy.” You heard Minho mumble as he got up to crouch in front of Jisung’s flushed face, prodding at his slightly parted lips and slipping his long fingers into his mouth. Jisung gently sucked as Minho’s fingertips teased the back of his throat, making him gag. He looked at Jisung’s embarrassed face closely before asking, “Now that you’ve finished being such a dirty whore, are you going to help the rest of us?”

this is the first time I’ve posted something written by me so please feel free to leave feedback- I’d love to hear it :)

[oh-meretseger]

part 6 - Revenge

attack on titan modern college au // Jean Kirstein x fem!reader

summary: you attempt to get your revenge on Jean, but teasing him only goes so far and you eventually succumb to temptation🤓 (like we all would, it’s okay)

notes: 18+! smut, explicit language, handjob, fingering, oral (both receiving), spitting and getting messy and just generally being disgusting

word count: 6,4k

"Where's the rush, smarty-pants?"

His voice came out of nowhere in the dark room, and as you sprang around, petrified, you saw his silhouette sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Jesus fucking Christ" you yelled out after the first few moments of shock, trying to calm the dangerously fast racing of your heart when you realized who it was. "Jean, are you out of your fucking mind?! You can't just creep up on me like this, I almost had a heart attack!"

The room was dark, only the dim light of the moon shining through the windows - you couldn't see his face, you could only hear Jean chuckle quietly, then stand up with a creak of the bed as his dark silhouette walked closer to you.

"I'm sorry, I would've knocked on the bathroom door if I knew you didn't like jumpscares" he replied, audibly smirking, and the nervous beating of your heart instantly became accompanied by warmth spreading in your core as you felt the heat of his body, standing close to yours, but not touching yet.

"I—I would've kicked the door down on you, poltergeist doesn't make me less terrified" you replied and smiled at the sound of Jean letting out another laugh.

"Poltergeist... You're silly"

You felt Jean's large hands find their way under your jacket and slide on your waist, sending electric tingles to your center. His one touch, the warmth of his closeness and his heavenly scent was enough to make you feel ecstatic.

And to make you instantly wet.

"I'm sorry, baby" Jean mumbled as he pulled your body to press onto his, nuzzling against your ear as he leaned close to your face. A quiet moan escaped your mouth at the euphoric feeling, and Jean could've sworn he saw stars hearing your sweet sound. "You must be so mad at me by now, always disturbing the peace of your little heart..."

"Oh, my little heart knows you're just playing with it" you replied on autopilot, your mind already turned off at the feeling of Jean's scruff on your jaw, his hot breath on your neck as he pressed a small litle peck on the sensitive skin.

One of Jean's hands slid to your back, pulling you even closer to him. The room was dark, but his mind would've darkened in broad daylight anyway from the ecstasy he felt at that moment.

"Then tell your little heart I'd never hurt her" he whispered in your ear, sending chills down your spine. "I'll take care of her"

Your heart fluttered at his words, your arms moving on their own as you wreathed them around Jean's neck, and turned your head so your lips could finally meet his. You both felt like your souls were leaving this world as your soft lips lightly pressed into each other, then started moving as your kiss deepened. It quickly became a sloppy, lustful mess, tongues passionately dancing around each other, swollen lips making wet sounds that filled the bedroom.

Jean felt himself get hard at the filthy sounds you were making. He couldn't help his cock growing in his pants as he felt your sweet scent, the touch of your plump lips, your warm tongue and your fingers running through his hair. You desperately pressed your body more into his, letting out a small little whine against his lips, and it was over for him.

"You smell so fucking good" Jean mumbled as his lips wandered to your jawline, then your ear, drawing a slightly louder moan out of you as he started kissing it. He lost the control over his hands - you felt one slip down to your ass, fingers pressing into the flesh as the other one glided along your waist and up to your chest. "You feel so fucking good"

"Please—Please, touch me" you whimpered quietly as your hands moved to his, guiding them to grab your ass on both sides. Jean moaned at the heavenly feeling of your fingers pressing into his as you showed him how you like to be groped.

Shamelessly, that was for sure.

He already knew you weren't exactly the innocent girl you tried to seem - but as you guided his hands to grab and palm your ass, then up the sides of your waist, the plush of your perfect tits, he felt a new, overwhelming wave of arousal.

"Oh— Mmfmy fucking god" Jean caught his breath between sloppy kisses. His hazy mind couldn't even believe it was happening. He had you between his arms, and louder and more desperate moans escaped your throat as his hands groped you, stroking and gripping at every sensitive inch of your body, hungry for his touch.

"You can make it all up to me, y'know" you spoke softly, trying to stay sane while Jean was feeling you up with slow, but eager motions, moaning at how amazing your body felt against his fingers. He wasn't so successful at staying clear-headed.

"Yeah?" he asked, and his low, slightly whiny voice against your lips sent an unearthly shiver down your body. All you wanted was for him to use your body as you lost yourself in pleasure - but unfortunately, you already had a different plan in mind. "Let me make it all up to you, pretty girl"

"Sit on the bed then" you replied as a devilish smile formed on your face, and Jean's movements stopped, his dick throbbing in his pants at the sudden confidence in your tone. You pushed him away from you with a firm hand on his chest. "I said, sit"

The warmth radiating from his body disappeared as he stepped back, and your hands hurried to find the keyhole on the door, hastily turning the key to lock it. The room filled with a faint, warm light as Jean clicked the bedside lamp on, and you turned around to finally face him. You instantly felt yourself blush as you gazed at his large frame standing by the bed, his face serious but flushed with pent-up passion. You felt flustered as you thought of what you were about to do with a man so incredibly hot and otherworldly.

"Sit"

Jean felt his already hard cock twitch at hearing your demand and obediently sank down on the bed, not for a moment taking his eyes off of your beautiful flushed cheeks and eagerly glistening eyes. You walked closer to him as you let your denim jacket fall off your shoulders, throwing it on the end of the bed.

You stopped right in front of him, one of his thighs between your legs, and Jean's hand automatically slid to the slit of your dress. You slapped his hand away, and he looked up at you with a confusion so adorable, you wanted to immediately kneel down and take him into your mouth.

"No touching" you murmured looking into his beautiful hazel eyes, your heart pounding with excitement as you raised your hand, your fingers gently running through his hair. Jean's eyes closed at the sensation, melting into your touch. You looked at his eyelashes as they sank, the blush on the bridge of his nose, then at his pretty lips parting as your fingers tightened, lightly tugging on his hair. He moaned. You felt your wetness soaking your panties as you realized you finally had the control. "Move a little bit"

To the push of your hand, Jean shimmied further back on the bed, sinking to lean on his elbows. He watched you kick off your shoes and swiftly pull up your little dress. The warm light of the lamp grazed the soft skin of your neck, collarbones and shoulders, and one spaghetti strap of your dress fell off your shoulder - the sight so innocently arousing, Jean felt like his balls full of cum were about to explode.

"How come you're such a good boy all of a sudden?" you smiled and your confidence grew even more as Jean's greedy eyes devoured your body while you slowly crawled up on the bed, seating yourself on his thighs, just above his knees.

Jean wanted to grab your hips and slam it onto his until you came all over his cock, but with the last crumbs of composure he had, he obeyed to your will instead. He felt himself getting more and more aroused at every little action of yours - and he didn't realize just yet, but you taking the lead made him incredibly turned on.

"I'd do anything for you to forgive my awful sins" Jean's lips slightly curved into a smug smile, looking into your eyes darkened with lust. He shifted his body so he could move one of his hands to make contact with the smooth skin of your exposed thigh, but you pushed his hand once again.

"Then don't touch me, and do what I say" you replied with a voice so soft and alluring, it made Jean gulp hard, and obey once again. He faintly bucked his hips upwards as the tight grip of his trousers became torturous.

You almost moaned out loud just by seeing his desperate movements, but you forced yourself to keep your calm. You wanted to pleasure him in the most lingering, cruelly satisfying way.

"Holy—Fuck" Jean groaned quietly as your hands gently slid up his deliciously thick thighs to the croth of his pants, painfully avoiding his most sensitive area.

"You look so good" you hummed, enjoying the color of his flushed cheeks at your praise. "You like when I touch you, right?"

"Yeah" Jean breathed out as he watched your dainty little hands run around the aching, obvious bulge in his trousers. You eyed his clothed erection, already salivating at how heavy and hard his cock seemed. "Those pretty little fingers feel so good"

"I know" you watched with a sinful smile as your hands slowly and smoothly moved up Jean's waist and around his chest as it heaved. His eyes closed as your fingers delicately ran up his neck, then down to his collarbones. You leaned forward and groped his broad shoulders, getting even more wet at feeling the flesh of his muscles. Jean's eyes opened as your scent hit his nose, and moaned at the sight of your breasts bulging, almost spilling out of the fabric of your little dress. "Let me help you get rid of this"

You started unbuttoning his shirt, taking your sweet time while Jean felt like crying out of desperation. He wanted to stay patient, but he couldn't help squirming under you. "You're getting needy, aren't you?"

"Yeah" he muttered, his breathing ragged as you slowly peeled the shirt off his torso. Your mind became fuzzy at the sight, your hands greedily gliding up his toned waist, stopping at the muscles of his chest. Your nails slightly digged into his skin and you leaned forward.

"What do you need, baby?" you asked, an airy whisper in his ear as your hand moved to his neck, only attempting to wrap around. Jean bucked his hips up again as the feeling of your hand's grip on his throat made him throb.

"I need to feel you" he spoke softly, a moan falling from his lips when your warm mouth kissed down on his neck, your lips and tongue making filthy, wet little sounds as you found his sensitive spot. "Fuck—Y/n..."

"Tell me how you wanna feel me" you purred into the crook of his neck while your hand wandered down to his stomach, fingers gently caressing the sensitive skin just above his belt.

"Touch me, please" Jean replied in a low voice and you lifted your head to look into his eyes. You simply melted at the desperate look he gave you as your fingers moved to unbuckle his belt. "I'm so hard for you"

"Just for me?" you smiled and connected your lips in a soft kiss, immediately accepting Jean's greedy tongue into your mouth. He kissed so good, you felt your clit throb at every movement of his lips, just like he felt his cock getting leaky as your tongue moved in perfect sync with his.

"Just for you" Jean moaned into your mouth, and you let out a little whimper as both of your hands worked on his belt. You unzipped the trousers after unbuckling, then broke the kiss as you leaned back, sitting up to look at what your hands were doing. Jean watched your pretty fingers gently move along the aching boner in his boxers, trying to well up from the unbearable grip of his trousers. "Holy shit—"

Your hand slipped into the trousers, less gentle this time as you grabbed his hard-on with your whole hand, your mouth falling slightly open, eyes darting to his as you felt his size. Jean literally saw stars - his eyes hazy and low-lidded as he stared into yours. He saw a new wave of warmth flushing your cheeks as he felt the warmth of your palm met his bulge through the fabric.

"Keep touching me, pretty girl" he said and you shamelessly palmed his erection through his boxers, moaning as you felt up his balls, then the length of his cock. You were already certain it wouldn't fit inside you. Jean's head fell back as a shaky whine escaped his lips.

"You're so fucking hard"

"Please—"

"Help me" your demand was soft and quiet, but enough for Jean to immediately lift his hips as your fingers hooked into the hem of his boxers. With one swift motion, you pulled his trousers and his boxers down, freeing his cock as it sprang up against his happy trail. Jean watched your pretty face blush, big doe eyes slightly widen. You were simply unable to take your eyes off of it. He was huge - the biggest you've seen, anyway. His length was one thing, but the girth made you absolutely sure that it won't fit. "Oh my god"

Your hands moved impatiently as you wrapped both of them around his cock. Jean grunted at the sight, how small your hands looked in comparison, your squishy thighs hugging his, your pretty little fingers slowly moving up and down on his hard cock, your tits pushed together by your arms, alluring eyes piercing right into his.

"You're beautiful" he muttered and bit down on his lower lip hard as your thumb pressed up his sensitive slit, squeezing out a few drops of precum. Getting confident by his praise, you leaned closer as your mouth opened, letting a string of saliva spill onto his pink tip. Jean moaned louder this time, the sight of you drooling all over his dick, smearing it around with your hand almost sending him over the edge.

"You like when I get dirty for you?" your eyes darted back to his, smile so devilish he just had to buck himself up into your fists.

"Oh yeah I do, y—Such a nasty girl" he moaned and you had to bite back your own whimpers as he slowly fucked into your hands. You could have never even imagined something so incredibly hot. "So messy for me, I—I love it. Y'milking my cock so good"

Your breathing became ragged, your hands squeezing a little harder as Jean thrusted his cock into them, squelching with precum and saliva. You whispered, "I love it messy"

You looked at his tip leaking precum onto your knuckles with such hungry eyes, Jean felt like you were going to eat him up. But you moved your hand carefully and gathered the clear slick with a finger, then looked into Jean's eyes as you licked it off. He had to try his best not to cum right then and there. When did you become such a filthy little—?

"Give me your hand" you motioned for his hand, and grabbed it as he reached out, now only leaning on one forearm. He let you wrap his fingers around his own cock, pumping it a couple of times, squeezing at the end. You quietly moaned, him letting you jerk his cock like this being so dirty and arousing, you were sure you've already soaked through his trousers as you sat on his thigh.

You grabbed his fingers to gather his precum just like you did, then raised his hand to your lips. Jean let out a groan that turned into a desperate whine as you took his fingers into your mouth one by one, sucking them clean, your warm tongue swirling around them as you looked deep into his eyes.

"Does that feel good?" you purred between fingers, Jean moaning in pleasure as you sucked his thumb. So, so filthy...

"Feels so good, pretty girl" Jean's sweet sounds were making you lose control, not even wanting to tease him anymore. You just wanted to make him cum.

You moaned in agreement as you let go of his hand, both of your hands finding their way to his hard cock, starting to gently work the swollen, sensitive tip as you played with him.

"Hnngh— You're doing so good. Y'work that cock so good" Jean moaned his words, unable to take his eyes off of your pretty lips wrapping around his fingers. "Your mouth feels amazing, angel, you're making me—"

"What?" you hummed with a smile, his middle finger still in your mouth. "You're gonna be a good boy and cum on my hands?"

Jean hesitated for a moment as he blinked up at you, his cheeks burning with arousal. Your mind went absolutely blank and feral at seeing how flustered he got hearing that name.

"If you want me to"

"Oh, I want you to" you agreed, but your hands stopped, they were completely still. Though he was so turned on by you, Jean felt like one movement of your fingers would push him over the edge. "But I honestly just planned on leaving you here, hard on the bed, just to get back at you"

The tension between you broke when Jean cackled and you softened as your saw his pretty smile. You were too soft for him to get your little revenge.

"Oh yeah? You wanted revenge for yesterday?"

"I did" you grinned and you felt Jean throb in your hands. He liked your pretty smile, too. "You were super mean to me"

"Mean?!" Jean laughed again, sitting up to lean on his palms instead of his elbows. Your faces were inches from each other, and suddenly, you became bashful, tracing your finger along a vein on his hard cock. "We just made out, I wasn't that big of a tease”

"You were" you snapped back, returning your gaze to his hazel eyes, but they were so full of some strange emotion that you started to lose your confidence again. "You absolutely were because it felt... Really good to me"

"It felt really good to me, too" Jean gently touched his nose against yours and your eyes closed at how good it felt to have his lips so close to yours. "You don't know how hard it was to leave you there after touching your beautiful body and—And kissing your sweet lips"

His lips grazed over yours, drawing a whimper out of you. He whispered, "You're a great kisser, by the way"

"Am I?" you smirked, remembering how you just thought the same of him.

"You are" he shortly replied, recalling how quickly he came all over his stomach after leaving you there in the hallway and going back to his dorm to jerk off thinking of you.

"You are, too" you mumbled, pushing his shoulder to have him leaning on his forearms again. Your torso followed his as you brushed your lips on his ear. "You can't even imagine how wet my pussy gets just by making out with you"

"Mmpf holy— fuck" Jean's eyes rolled to the back of his head, his cock twitching at the thought of your sweet pussy dripping from wetness, just for him. He was on the verge of pushing you down into the mattress and slamming his cock into you until you came all over it - but he enjoyed you having the control a little too much. "Please let me feel it"

"Letting you have what you want wouldn't be much of a revenge, now would it?" he felt you smile against the sensitive skin of his neck. Your fingers delicately ran along his aching erection again and your hips started rolling against his clothed thigh, slowly and gently, but with enough pressure to make your clit throb with pleasure.

"Fucking— shit, please, please let me make you cum" Jean's voice became almost whiny as you moaned into his ear, humping your wet little pussy on his trousers. He felt like a dog in heat as he watched your dress roll up on your hips from your movements, the lace of your black thong peeking from underneath.

“Oh— Jerking your cock feels so good, I could cum just by riding your thigh” you whimpered and that was when something finally switched in Jean’s brain. He sat up and his hands firmly grabbed your tingling hips.

“Well, you won’t”

“Jean—“

Your arms hung on to Jean’s neck as he moved both of your bodies, his strong arms picking you up and laying you on the bed like it was nothing. Your brain immediately turned off as he manhandled you, rolling your body to your side as he layed down and positioned himself right behind you. You whined when you felt his hard-on press between your asscheeks and he mumbled in your ear, “I know what’s good for you, Y/n”

He listened to your quiet whimpers as his big hands roamed your body from behind and it drove him crazy. He paid attention to every little reaction, taking his time on movements that made goosebumps appear across your soft skin. He watched your beautiful eyes close in pleasure as his thumbs brushed against your hardened nipples through the fabric of your dress.

“Open your eyes, baby, look at me” he hummed and pulled your dress and bralette down with one swift motion as your eyes pleadingly pierced into his. Jean subconsciously rolled his hips against your ass as he groped your bare tits, pinching a nipple between his fingers.

“Jean, that—That feels so good”

He grunted into the crook of your neck, already on the edge, fighting the urge to hump you from behind until he cums. He wanted to make you feel amazing first. “That’s it, pretty girl. Tell me what feels good”

“Can you please touch me?” you looked at him with big eyes and Jean felt himself leak onto your dress as your hand grabbed his, guiding it down to your panties.

He carefully pulled on the hem of the tight dress, exposing your lacey underwear. His eyes darkened with lust at the sight of such a sexy piece between your innocently soft thighs. Jean brushed a finger across the fabric, making you shiver as his fingertips pressed into the spot where your wetness soaked through. He started gently rubbing your sensitive clit through your panties.

“Like this?” Jean mumbled, his breath hot against your ear. You nodded frantically as soft moans escaped your lips, the feeling so ethereal, you were unable to form any words.

“Let’s get this off of you, cutie” he cooed, and your hands hurried to help him as he hooked his fingers on your thong, pulling it down to your knees. You kicked it off of your legs, then let Jean’s hand open your thighs wide again. “Such a good girl for me”

Jean’s eyes glued to the sopping heaven between your spread legs, and drew a whine from you as his fingers digged into your hips, hard. He carefully glided a finger across your slit, his delicate touch making you squirm. “Fuck— You’re dripping”

“Because of you” you moaned, looking at Jean’s large fingers slipping through your wet folds, drinking in the heavenly sight. Jean gritted his teeth, then lightly bit down on your earlobe. Because of him.

“This pretty little pussy only gets so wet for me, huh?” he smiled to himself as he coated his fingers in your slick, his cock throbbing as your wet little sounds hit his ears. His hand started to drag painfully slow circles on your clit.

“Mmhm” you moaned in agreement as you felt yourself losing your mind from his touch. “Jean, I—I want you inside”

“Does my pretty girl want to be stretched out on my fingers?”

“Yes!” you cried out and he grunted in your ear. He obeyed your wish, pressing his middle finger to your sopping entrance, then slowly slid in his fingertip. Your moans started to turn slutty, and it drove him insane. “More, please—“

“So needy” his finger slipped further inside with his words, your slick walls clenching around it as Jean found the sensitive, spongy little spot inside you and pressed into it.

“Oh my god— Jean!”

“Does this feel good, baby?” he asked, hot breath against your neck, pressing his thumb on your swollen clit as his middle finger picked up the pace. He moved in and out of you, curving his finger just enough to drag against your spongy spot every time while his other hand fondled the soft plush of your breast.

“It feels so good—Please, more” you whined while obediently looking into his eyes - but Jean couldn’t take his off of the lewd scene of your prefect body spread out in front of him. You moaned loudly as he added his ring finger, careful as he stretched your sensitive walls, then immediately picked up a faster pace when he felt your insides relaxing and molding to his touch.

“Fuck, you’re so tight…”

“Holy sh—FUCK” your eyes closed shut as the intense pleasure of him fingering your pussy flowed in your core, and Jean kept the same rhythm, two thick fingers pumping in and out of you as you squeezed around them. It felt so good being stretched out, being so full and stuffed.

“You like getting fingerfucked, huh?” he darkened with lust as your pussy squelched, the sounds of your desperate moans and your wet pussy creaming around his fingers making his mind blurry. He couldn’t help his hips grinding against your ass, his precum wetting the fabric of both of your clothes. “Fuck— Y’like getting stuffed with my fingers?”

“Mmh YES” you whined, almost sobbed out from the overwhelming pleasure building up inside you as you neared your orgasm. “Jean, I’m—“

“That’s it, baby, you’re gonna cum on my fingers. Let it go” he groaned in your ear, eyes pinned to your pretty, flushed face as warmth filled your cheeks, you squeezed your eyes shut and your breath caught in your throat as you reached your peak. Jean moaned at the heavenly feeling of dragging his fingers along your tight walls, growing wetter and squelchier as he practically bullied your sweet spot - until the knot inside your stomach became undone, and you exploded. “Let me have it, pretty girl”

“JEAN!”

An intense wave of orgasm swept through you, the feeling so powerful only Jean’s name and nonsensical moans could leave your mouth. Jean’s movements slowed down as he felt your pussy gush a little on his hand, gooey wetness pooling at his palm.

“Look at how much you love getting fucked by my fingers” he grinned and you both gazed at the strings of wetness connecting your pussy to his hand as he pulled away. You whimpered as his fingers slipped out of you, already missing the feeling of being stuffed full.

Jean shifted on the bed behind you, and hovered over you after laying you flat on your back. Your eyes met in an intense, heavy gaze.

“You did so good” he smiled as you blushed under his burning stare, then pressed a soft kiss on your swollen lips. You kissed him back eagerly while you grabbed his hand between your legs and pulled it up to your face.

Jeans mouth parted, breath caught in his throat as you broke the kiss and put his fingers in your mouth. You felt a new wave of arousal as your eyes locked with his, sucking his fingers clean as you tasted yourself. You pulled them out of your mouth with a smack, Jean instantly closing the distance between your lips with an eager, sloppy kiss. He moaned in your mouth as he felt your taste on your tongue.

He lifted his head, hovering over you as his thumb brushed along your lower lip. As if you perfectly understood each other without words, you obediently opened your mouth, then put your tongue out to let the line of drool spill into your mouth from Jean’s. Wet warmth spread on your tongue, the feeling so lewd, so messy and sloppy, you couldn’t help whimpering in pleasure.

Jean’s thumb pushed on your warm tongue and your mouth closed, wrapping your lips around it again. “Your mouth feels incredible—shit”

“I want to take your cock in my mouth” you replied softly and Jean’s head buzzed at hearing that. His achingly hard, leaky cock wanted nothing more than to be buried between those plump lips of yours - but he knew he wouldn’t last a minute. He wanted to pleasure you some more.

Jean kissed you again instead. His lips moved gently against yours, then moved down to your jaw, your neck as your head rolled back with a moan. You felt an airy whisper against your skin, “Not yet, baby”

His lips wandered confidently, knowing exactly what he wanted. He moved to your breasts, drawing a whine out of you as his tongue twirled around your hardened nipple. Jean adored your boobs - he admired them for a while, fondling, licking and gently biting down on them, taking his sweet time before he started moving down your stomach. He left wet little pecks on your skin, feeling you get more sensitive and squirmy as he reached your pretty little mount of venus.

Warmth spread on your face as you looked down at the pretty man between your legs, feeling the heat of his face radiating to the sensitive skin of your pussy as he leaned close. You came on his fingers shortly before, but you still got flustered as you gazed at his face, a few strands of hair falling to his forehead, his eyes examining your most sensitive parts so closely. Your thighs attempted to close in embarrassment, but Jean made sure to keep them open with his strong arms.

“This is the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen” he breathed out, sending shivers up your spine. He smiled at your reaction, then pressed the most gentle little peck on your puffy pink clit as his eyes darted to yours.

“Oh god, Jean—“

Jean answered with a long lick through your slit, tongue splitting your lips open as he gathered your sweet wetness. You moaned loudly, already feeling overwhelmed with pleasure. Jean moaned into your pussy as he pushed his tongue into your warm entrance. He wanted to stuff your wet little hole full of his cock so, so bad.

“Oh my god, that feels so good—feels so good” you whimpered as his tongue slipped up to your clit, starting to lick with a steady rhythm as his fingers pulled your lips apart. He groaned as he had his face buried in your pussy, the vibrations of his voice sending electric waves to your core. His lips occasionally closed around your clit as he slurped and continued licking.

“Mmhmy god” Jean mumbled as your hand gripped his hair, tugging on it as you completely lost yourself in the pleasure, thighs jolting, toes curling, a moaning and nonsensically babbling mess.

Jean looked up at your beautiful face between your breasts and his vision became blurry with arousal. Your pretty sounds and your delicious wetness on his tongue made him roll his hips onto the bed as he layed on his stomach with his trousers and boxers only partly pulled down, grinding into the mattress slowly, the friction elevating his senses.

Your orgasm built up even more quickly this time, and as you returned your gaze to Jean, you instantly felt yourself slipping over the edge. The sight of him licking your sensitive little pussy, his face smushed into it as he thrusted his hips against the bed, rutting and fucking into it while moaning into you was just too much to bear.

“Don’t stop licking, baby, I—I’m cumming” you muttered and the knot in your stomach snapped again as Jean’s eyes pierced into yours. Jean grunted against you as your legs started trembling, soft little moans falling from your lips as you came for the second time. He lapped at your overstimulated little clit as you came down from your orgasm, but he just couldn’t stop rutting into the bed as he neared his own peak. “Jean, c’mere”

Jean pushed himself up from the bed, quickly pulling down and kicking off his trousers alongside with his underwear, then got on his knees above you to your hand’s inviting motion. Your fingers digged into his thighs as you directed him to kneel on both sides of you - you laying there underneath him, his hard and swollen cock hovering over your pretty face was so lewd, he could cum just from this sight alone.

“I’m so close” Jean whimpered, his hand gently fisting his sensitive tip, careful not to immediately spurt all over you. Your hands greedily wandered up his thighs to cup his balls, so sensitive and heavy, full of cum just for you. You licked your lower lip as you raised your gaze to Jean’s desperate face, flushed with desire.

“Cum all over my face then, pretty boy” you bit down on your lip and took his cock out of his hand. Jean’s head started spinning and he let out a loud moan as you opened your lips, sliding his tender, swollen tip into your warm mouth. Your eyes closed at the feeling and the taste of his precum on your tongue.

After a few moments, you made sure to stare right into Jean’s eyes as your soft lips wrapped around his thick shaft. Jean’s breathing got heavier as you sucked on the head of his cock, suckling gently before swirling your tongue around it. His thumb caressed your cheek as you moved your head to suck more of him into your mouth, eager to take all of his length - even if it seemed impossible.

“Y/n—fuck—slower, y’gonna make me cum” he tried to pull back with a breathy moan, but that just made you even more determined. You wanted him to see fireworks as you milked him dry. “You feel so—so fucking good”

You wrapped a hand around his girth as your wet lips dragged along a part of his length, sucking on the sensitive tip at the end.

“That—that feels good” Jean groaned at the sight of your pretty lips wrapping around his thick cock. “Suck on it, pretty girl”

Your tongue twirled around his head mercilessly as you hollowed your cheeks, lips sucking it tightly into your mouth over and over again. Jean’s vision went white at the unearthly sensation - his thighs started trembling, hips subconsciously rolling as he fucked into your mouth when his orgasm came crumbling down. “I’m—”

Jean let out a deep grunt followed by small moans of your name as he spurted his cum into your mouth. Thick white ropes gushed down your tongue, then all over your lips and a little on your cheek as you opened your mouth, pressing the sensitive slit of his tip on your puckered lips as he was cumming. You moaned in pleasure as the hot liquid started running down on your cheek.

“Oh my god” Jean said with a shaky breath as you grabbed his hand, using his finger to scoop his hot cum back to your lips. You gazed at him with eyes full of adoration as you moved his hand to sweep all of his seed into your mouth, licking his fingers clean. You felt a deep satisfaction as you tasted him and Jean’s head kept spinning as you swallowed all of it. “Holy—“

He plumped down on the bed next to you, laying close as the bare, hot skin of your bodies touched. You turned on your side to face him, your eyes softly sinking into each other’s. Jean couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight than your flushed cheeks under your pretty freckles, your gorgeous eyes glistening at him, messy hair falling onto the pillow, sweet lips curving into a smile as he pulled you closer into a hug.

“Your smartass is just as delicious as you look” he mumbled against your cheek and you chuckled. You cupped his face into your hands as he planted small kisses all over your cheeks. Reality slowly set back in as you realized the loud music of Connie’s party was still pounding downstairs.

“Your dumbass just made me cum in Connie’s parents’ bed”

Jean laughed out loud as you made him realize, then digged his fingers into your hips as he pulled you onto himself.

“Twice” he added with a cocky grin and you bit back your own smirk. You honestly felt like you could go for a third one, still missing the feeling of his now familiar cock inside of you…

“Would it be highly inappropriate if—“ you let your hand wander down to his stomach. “If I asked you to—“

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

You both jolted in shock at the loud knocking on the bedroom door, followed by a shuffling at the doorknob. Jean jumped to his feet as he quickly grabbed his trousers from the floor, and you hastily pulled your bralette and dress back up on your breasts, pulling your dress down as you stood up. You silently blessed your past self for locking the door beforehand.

“Who the fuck is in there?!” Connie’s muffled shout came from the other side of the door, and you and Jean both froze. Your eyes met and you had to physically force yourselves to hold back a laugh bursting out of you.

You tried to keep your calm as you yelled back. “It’s me, Connie! I’m using the bathroom, I’ll be out there in a minute!”

“Y/n! Hurry up, I’m fucking pissing myself!” he squealed from the other side, and laughter bursted out of Jean’s pursed lips with a spitting sound, your shoulders silently shaking as you tried to smoothen out the jumbled bedsheets. Jean accepted his fate without a word, and opened the closet to hide inside as he tried to keep himself from wheezing with laughter.

[mitsua]

YA' SCARED?

synopsis: watching a scary movie with them if you're easily scared (0.666k)

🕸 lucifer

Will sigh all the time you're setting up your date idea because why would you want to make himself (yourself) suffer watching those devil-mocking films?

However, if you're pretty sure of watching it he'll have an arm around your shoulders all the time.

Would ask if you'd like to leave it at that whenever you scream or start shivering.

🕸 mammon

Will try his best to disuade you from this terrible idea. Because you won't only be suffering but you'll make him suffer too!

When you give him the alternative to leave you alone to watch it, he'll switch to protective partner and act all mighty and strong for you, though you know better than that.

You'll spend the next hour and a half hugging tightly and screaming so loud the other brothers would want to disconnect the TV for you.

🕸 leviathan

I think he doesn't get scared that much with movies since he's played a lot of videogames genres, including horror and/or gore, so the only thing he might be whimpering for might be the extreme closeness you share when you jump in fright and hug him tighter each time a jumpscare occurs.

Will propose if you want to play a chill videogame for you to be easier to get some sleep after that terrorific hour you spent at the living room.

Overall a pretty good brother to watch them with 10/10

🕸 satan

Horror might come with mistery most times so accepted your date idea right away.

Might be between disgusted by the bloody scenes and so intrigued as to when will the killer or creature will appear he might forget he's watching it with you.

I bet he also tries his best to guess when will the next jumpscare will appear as he senses the atmosphere change and will get it right most of the times—that would be when he turns to tell you his guessing and find you're almost dying out of shock.

Because of this he'll redeem himself by spending the rest of the night reading to you to sleep.

🕸 asmodeus

There's two ways you'll get him to watch a horror movie.

You tell him everyone's been gossiping about it and you wanted to watch it with him, telling him you do not know what it is about.

You beg him for a long time and offer to get as many fashion dates he might want after it.

Be mindful of your ears 'cause those will be the ones that suffer the most of everyone in the living room through the scary scenes.

Will be his excuse to keep squeezing the life out of you even months after watching it.

🕸 beelzebub

It doesn't really matter whatever movie you want to watch with him, however I picture he'd prefer watching a chill one. But since you told him you'd get some trinkets to make the environment spookier and more delicious as the Halloween tradition dictated in your world who would he be to deny such offer?

The biggest reaction you'll get from him might be his eyes widening or stop eating for a few minutes—once he resumes his crunching you'll know he's recovered from the fear.

Has no problem with you bear-hugging his side for as long as you want because he feels he's doing the right thing if holding him close brings you comfort. Although he'd prefer not watching you get so scared...

🕸 belphegor

The worst to watch a horror movie with.

Asides from his incessant mocking all way from you picking out the movie with a frown on your face, to setting up the dark environment while trembling—he might be such an ass to start scaring you in the middle of the movie!

Be careful, get a spray with holy water or whatever to protect yourself from getting way more panicky than the average would be after watching it.

However, your dreams won't be affected by any of those horrifying monsters that appeared every now and then, why would that be?

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[livelaughlovesubs]

Lost-nut enlightenment sjdbbdhdhd I'm fuckin wheezing but you're so real for that

If hoyo didn't want me to Dom him then too bad, any male character can be Dommed if you're not a coward.

Deadass when I saw his leaks and saw the headphones I was like "oh, he's probably partially deaf and those are in-game's equivalent of hearing aids, that's pretty neat. He seems like he's either going to be overly friendly or I'm going to want to punch him type of personality"

And damn hoyo tried to portray him as this cool lone wolf scholarly guy who wants to understand everything about Teyvat that's aloof and blunt and a majority of the fandom looked at him (me included), especially after he mentioned that his headphones have noise cancelation, plus the stories about him going the Akademiya as a little kid and went "autism/neuro divergent havin ass 🫵😶" and they're so right for that. Literally nothing about him is neuro typical and I think it's neat.

He's such a dork, bro thinks he can hurt my feelings by being blunt he's not ready for me to take one good and psychoanalyze him. This is how we flirt, others are horrified but this man is literally the horny grip meme because I just know he'd be turned on by you doing something that shows off how smart you are.

I just remembered that his headphones can record lectures.

Nini, imagine recording JoI for him on a separate headphone set, general dirty talk, etc for when you gotta be away because you just know he'd be too stubborn to openly admit that he misses the sound of your voice.

He's so pathetic bless we really eating good

I'm trying not to spam your inbox with the rambling of madman but I'm just so happy to have fellow Doms to gush about subby men with since it's hard to find each other

-🐇

Nah it’s alright, I don’t mind. Also I noticed that was a typo- I wanted to write post-but enlightenment Ahahhahah

But the thing with the headphones? 10/10 would write. I’ll do it once my kinktober stuff are done. Imagine recording his own noises during smexy time without him knowing, and making some alternations to his headphones so that we can change whatever he’s listening to something else.

Then just jumpscare him with his own lewd moans and whimpers. At first he’d be so confused, like who’s this weird ass dude with the high pitched voice of a girl? Is it even a guy? Until he hears your voice, and the words you uttered were so familiar.

As soon as he notices that these sounds were in fact, he himself, god the embarrassment and lust swelling inside him would be 📈📈

I think he’d blush and smirk to himself, scaring basically any poor souls who had the unfortunate fate of witnessing such a scene.

[t0msvi4gra]

do a 2007 dom bill smut pleaaaaseeeee

YESSS!!!!

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG IM SO SO SORRY

he looks so pretty here anyways

THE PARTY | DOM!BILL KAULITZ X FEMREADER

you were invited to a party by a friend who also happened to be bills friend as well. you kind of already knew him because of his band but your friend wanted you to meet him.

you dress in (choose your own outfit) and you do your makeup and you head to the party which was at your friends house.

you walk in and you hear blasting music and you squeeze through the crowd.

“f/n!” you call out her name and you see your friend talking to bill.

“hey y/n, this is bill… bill this is y/n.” she introduces you two and you both awkwardly wave at eachother.

“im gonna leave you two alone so you can chat.@ she winks at you and you roll your eyes but you smile softly when you look at bill.

“so… i know your band..” you say trying to start conversation. “yeah? i assume f/n told you huh?” he chuckles softly.

you nod and smile, “yeah… shes always talking about how i need to get a boyfriend and blah blah blah but… i just never have any luck.” you say sighing.

“well i dont see why? youre beautiful, im sure youre really smart… and youre really sweet.” he says softly handing you a drink.

as the party goes on, the people leave and your phone dies.

“shit…” you say as you stand outside.

bill comes up behind you. “whats wrong?”

“my damn phone is dead so i can’t buy an uber.” you sit down on the bench.

“you need to crash at my place?” he suggests smiling.

“thank you… you dont have to do that though.” you say trying to brush his request off.

“no its okay, come on.” you get in his car and you ride down the streets.

“when we get there, dont mind my brother, hes constantly fucking annoying and hes a perv so just dont freak out when you see him.” he warns

you chuckle and shrug. “he sounds… interesting.”

you get to his house and you get up to his room and you sit down on his bed.

“you can sleep in my bed if you dont want to sleep on the couch, just whatever makes you feel most home.” he nods and sits oddly close to you.

“mhm ill be okay here. its more comfortable.”

“do you wanna watch a movie?” he asks “uh sure i really like horror movies.” you smile a bit.

“me too honestly, which one do you wanna watch?” “i think the exorcist.. ive seen it so many times but i love it.” you smile and he puts the disc in.

into the movie, you jump at the jumpscares and you bury your head in his chest on accident.

after a moment you notice bill starts to get touchy.

“you know… youre kind of cute when youre scared…” he smirks down at you and his hands roam over your body. “bill..” you moan softly. he kisses you and you climb on top of him.

you both grind against eachother, feeling bill is hard and you kiss down his neck….

“fuck…” he moans as you kiss your way down his torso and you stop right under his belly button. “you mind?” you ask softly before he nods and you pull his underwear down.

“god you look so big.” you smile.

“fuck me baby. ride me.” he says lowly, as you sit up and you lube his cock with your wetness as you sink down onto his cock.

“fuck! bill..” you moan and gasp at his size.

he grabs your hips and helps you bounce up and down.

you grind and kiss him as your ride him.

“you feel amazing around me schatz.” he moan loudly as you bounce a bit faster.

“are you on the pill?” he asks as he feels himself about to cum.

“mhm… cum inside me… please come with me.” you whimper as your walls contract around him.

“come!” he groans and grunts words of pleasure as he cums inside you load after losd and your cum drips on his soft cock.

“god… that was… amazing.” he chuckles and you lay on him, sweating.

“can i stay here tonight? i dont want to be alone right now.” you asks softly.

“mhm of course. im here for you liebe.” he says kissing you.

[im-ovulating]

(A/n: And we're live! Sorry for the wait😘)

Word Count: 1,116

Summary- Good boyfriends don't let their girlfriends stay scared... And Tate's a damn good boyfriend...

Warnings: Public Indecency, Nipple Play, Fingering, Biting

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader: Kinktober Day 4- Nipple Play + Fingering

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Another cheap jumpscare has you burying your face in the soft fabric of Tate's jumper. You huff out indignantly as he quietly chuckles at your misery. His arm tightens around you as he turns to look at you- eyes waiting until he fully faces you to move from the screen.

"You good?" He asks with a smirk.

You glare at him with a pout, any real heat vacant from your gaze. "Out of all things, why a horror movie?"

Another scream from the movie has you flinching into him and drags more silent laughter from the blonde.

You dig your elbow into his side as a small act of retribution.

"Wha- ow!" Tate whisper-yells, trying to bend his torso out of your reach.

"It's Halloween, spooky time," he pinches your thigh, "and you expected anything other than horror?~"

"As if you don't regularly watch horror movies no matter the time of the year."

"I-" A grin breaks across his face. "Fair enough, babe. Fair enough."

He wraps his arm back around your shoulders, tugging you closer. Tate leans down to whisper: "If you're too scared, I can distract you if you want~" He lightly nips at your neck before following it with a kiss.

"In the theater? Really?" You tease. "Have you no shame?~" Despite your words, you tilt your head to the side, baring your neck for him.

"Nope," he mumbles, peppering a mix of pecks and open mouth kisses along the soft skin, "and I know you don't either…"

You can feel his smile as you laugh. The screams of other movie goers drowning the sound out. "Got me there~"

You pull him into a kiss as the killer catches one of the other horny characters. 'Ironic,' you think as Tate's hand trails down to slip under the hem of your sweater. The cool of his fingers makes you suck in a gasp as they dance across your skin; they trace up and up until they reach your bra. Without breaking the kiss, Tate pulls the edge down so your breasts can spill over the top. You have to bite back a moan when he runs a thumb against your hardened nipple.

Tate smiles into the kiss as he kneads your breasts. "So sensitive~"

Your head drops forward to rest of his shoulder when Tate rolls a nipple between his finger, the gentle pain from the twist shoots straight to your core and slicks your already pulsing cunt.

"Oh my god…" you huff out, struggling to keep yourself at a whisper. The movie's loud, probably loud enough to cover most normal volume noises, but you're not taking the chance.

"I'm your god, huh?" Tate teases as his hand slips from your tit in favor of slipping down to the hem of your jeans.

You let out a short, breathy laugh. "That's not what I meant and you know it~"

He fiddles with the button on your pants, toying with it before finally undoing it. "Do I though?"

He bullies his hand into your underwear before plunging two fingers into your tight pussy. Your face drops into a silent moan as his fingers start to pump in and out of you, the heel of his hand rubbing deliciously against your clit with each stroke.

With your head still on his shoulder, Tate turns back to watch the rest of the movie. His fingers curl just right and it has you biting the inside of your cheek. Your practically panting against his neck as he continues to finger fuck you in the theater. Thank god it's a rated R movie; you would never recover from the embarrassment if you were caught doing this where kids were allowed.

The thought doesn't stick long, not when Tate adds a third finger to the mix. You can't hold back the whimper this time, so you do your best to muffle it into his jumper. You can see the shit eating grin on his face in your peripheral.

"Of course you're enjoying this…" you pant out. He glances at you.

"Why wouldn't I?" His grin widens. "It's a great movie paired with the best pussy. What's not to enjoy?~"

He uses his thumb to rough up your clit, the intense friction almost makes you scream. The only thing keeping you quiet is the finger you're biting down on.

You can feel yourself getting closer to release. Every curl of his fingers, every tweak to your clit sending electric fire through your veins. You're burning up.

You're burning up, but you're not nearly hot enough. You need more. You can't even tell what's going on on the screen. All you can hear is the quiet breathing from Tate. All you can see is how pretty the low light shines on his eyes. He's all you can taste, the lingering flavor of the salty popcorn mixing with something that is just so uniquely Tate. Tate. Tate. Tate.

He takes over your senses and it plays like a mantra in your mind as you edge closer and closer to cumming.

"Tate…" you moan into his neck as your hand grips the sleeve of his sweater. "I'm close, please don't stop~"

He doesn't say anything, but his fingers start to work you with more vigor. The soft squelch of your soaked cunt is drowned out by the obnoxiously loud music and the screams as more people get butchered in the movie; you could swear it's the only sound in the room as it echoes in your ears.

You're so close. So, so immeasurably close.

"Mmmh- Ah~" your breath stutters when his fingers graze that special spot. The pads of his fingers rubbing against that spongy tissue has your eyes rolling back as you finally tip over the edge.

You free fall into pleasure; the waves of euphoria crashing over you, threatening to drown you in bliss.

You have to bite down on Tate's shoulder to keep from screaming out. Despite his pained groan, his fingers never falter as they ride you through your orgasm.

Your eyes stay shut for a while as you gather yourself.

"Fucking hell baby-" Tate breathes as he takes in your face, still glowing with a pist orgasmic haze. "So fucking beautiful-"

His fingers slip from you, making you whine out as the empty feeling consumes you. "So fucking pretty, you know that? Always so pretty for me…"

He brings his hand up to clean your juices off his digits. Your face burns as you watch him lick and suck your cum off of his fingers. "Taste amazing too~"

The lights blind you as they suddenly come on.

Or... not so suddenly, you note as you watch the credits finish rolling.

[mrsoharaa]

Another jumpscare scene hastily quips you back onto the burly solidity of your utterly calm and unnerving boyfriend sitting beside you. He emits another huff of air as he feels the familiar tightened grip you had latched yourself onto his firm bicep, for the millionth time of the night, of the duration of the silly "horror" film you both were watching.

"Woman, let go of my arm before you dislocate it from my shoulder" he gruffs out under an annoyed breath, watching you fiddle even more closer into the safety of his flexing limb. You simply nod in against his regards to his own hostage limb, nuzzling in closer into his radiating warmth. The bearing keenness and comfort it brought to you, only making you cling onto him that much more. He simply grunts in response. Again.

"I don't even know why you picked this specific movie out when all you are going to do is hide snivel like a coward" he grumbles, peeping over to the flashing television, quickly back onto you. Studying you hurdle somewhat cutely, onto his body. The sight of your cowering, adoring body curling into his voluminous frame, insinuated something ever so warm and dizzying within his wide chest. A short tinge of a smile graces his cheekbones.

"S-shut up! I just...I just wanted to spend some time with you on Halloween! and watching scary movies is like - tradition to do on this holiday! FUCK!" you squeeze out yet another high pitched yelp from the depths of your clenching lungs, springing yourself back deep into the side of his body, arms now fully clinging all around his solid stature. He elicits an amused cackle, rolling his eyes as he watches the slasher on the screen tear through his victims body parts, violently. Horrid screams and blood gushing resounded from the blaring television.

You whimper in fear and in disgust, shuddering in absolute horror as your face sinks into the comforting heat of his skin. Your eyes squeezed shut as you curl up closely into his stoic body.

He seizes out another puff of air, insinuating another eye roll as he adjusts his arm from your constricting grasp and carefully, securely lulling it over your curled body and pulling you closer into his side. Draping his languid limb over your own tiny, quivering stature in a safe and protected manner.

You quickly glimpse up at the fully focused raven haired man starring blatantly at the luminous t.v. Watching every horrid and gruesome scene with little to no bothersome whatsoever. Completely unphased and relaxed with you huddled into his generous embrace.

You lift a soft smile up at him, nuzzling closer into the resonating heat permeating off from his side. Planting and circling your pointing finger against his clothed chest.

"You know, 'Rou...there is something else you can do to take my mind off of this stupid movie" you implied with a subtle, initiation coaxing in your soft tone, he hardly tears his focused gaze from the television, humming to your implication.

You strut out a soft lip pout, noting his lack of attention on you, you grab his face and force him to look down at you. You watch his thick brows furrow into that cute scowl you had always admired. It was an adorable look on him.

"Woman I'm trying to watch this damn movie that YOU had forced me to watch with yo—" he grunts to your clasp on his cheeks, noticing the not-so-subtle glint of suggestion glistening in those beautiful eyes of yours. Blinks a couple of times as he immediately stills himself entirely, breath hitching at the back of his throat, his own dilated eyes strolling down to the inviting temptation that is of your plush lips.

"Kiss me 'Rou" you blink up at him slowly, glossy irises that pleaded of affection and attention, full lashes fluttering ever so temptingly up at the stunned flushed man. His own lips part for a mere second, trying to sink in the sudden command you had muttered to him, feeling his heart drum ever so frantically against his swarming chest as he watches you lean over on top of him and lull in closer towards him.

His hands instinctively wander to the curves of your hips, still dilated pupils intently watching every movement you made. Stilling directly at the bewitching enchantment of your full lips.

"Please, 'Rou...kiss me, I need you too...need you to take my mind off of this movie" your voice was now hardly over a murmur, silken lips motioning in a slow, entrancing motion in his bewitched eyes. Like this very moment was drawn out in slow motion, daunting teasingly at the back of his blundered mind.

Barou stifles every muscle in his firm toned body, hands gripping with more force around your hiking hips bucking onto his wide lap. He exhales a breath through his nose deeply, chiding a slanted smile as he tugs your hips abruptly closely into the base of his lower abdomen. Strong, vast hands coil up and under the flimsy material of your tank top with ease and sly.

Long, thick fingers caress and brush over every inch of tender skin with itching need and satisfaction (to your sudden neediness for him).

"Mm, do you now, pretty?" he tilts his head slightly, pulling away from your lips (which he detested himself for), skimming you up and down with a glint of playfulness and taunt basking away in those glorious pools of dark carmine.

Fights back another amused chuckle when he feels your hands pat at his cheeks, that cute little lip pout still gracing over your sweet features. His heart flutters once more to the adorable sight.

"And what if I don't want to kiss you, hm?" he left brow lifts in sheer enjoyment, wallowing in the complete adorableness of your scrunching face contort into something more cute and admiring.

Oh, he was definitely getting off to this.

"Don't be rude 'Rou! your girlfriend simply wants a kiss to not watch this god awful movie!" you swat at his harden chest with a balled fist, brows knitting tightly together as your lips purse more firmly together. A wave of heat searing into your flustered cheeks.

He cackles deeply, pulling you more closer against him, hands still wandering flatly, inquisitively along the open space of your soft flesh.

He leans forward, removing one hand from your back to grasp onto your chin to face him directly.

"Stop being a brat sweetness...you know damn well I always give you what you want" he chides with a sly grin, inching his lips closer towards yours. Stopping just centimeters away from the puffy, glorious plump of flesh that reeled him in, he gazes up at you with lidded, deprived eyes.

"Even if you don't deserve it with that pouty behavior" he clicks his tongue, studying you intently, widening his smirk as he brushes the edge of his lips over yours in a taunting manner. Forcing a cute, desperate whine from you.

"Just know, pretty girl..." he swiftly pushes you onto your back with a slight bounce amongst the couch, towering over you with such ease. Nestles himself in between the open gap between your legs, crawling up more comfortably to inch back closer to your full lips.

"You asked for this"

[icycoldninja]

Dating Midnight headcannons

cuz everyone loves an emo boi

-Sleeps all the freaking time, as we know, and can fall asleep anywhere, anytime, even standing up. You kinda envy him for that.

-Makes you cuddle with him (unless something important is happening or others are around) because it apparently makes him relaxed.

-His favorite nicknames for you are "my dream" and "darling".

-Lets you do his hair and makeup, though this is mostly because he's too tired and/or lazy to do it himself.

-It's actually better if you do it because one time, he fell asleep while putting on his lipstick and almost swallowed it.

-Whenever he's not committing crimes, he likes following you all over the place, even if he isn't awake most of the time. Just don't take him to any overcrowded areas or you might lose him.

-He has the prettiest eyes and knows it, so when you guys are relaxing together, you'll often catch him staring at you.

-You're very likely to get used as a pillow, which is nice, especially in cold weather, but can also get really hot, stuffy, and generally uncomfortable depending on the temperature.

-Occasionally gets nightmares and wakes up sobbing, so you'll need to comfort him. Poor thing will be a shaking, whimpering mess, it's enough to make you sad just looking at him.

-Actually has great taste in music and movies, and enjoys binge watching TV with you whenever you both have the time.

-Is very weak to jumpscares, as ridiculous as that sounds. If you do something as simple as hiding in the closet and jumping out when he walks in, he'll freak the hell out and refuse to speak to you for the rest of the night.

-Has a skincare routine. Yes, he gatekeeps, but he might let you in on it if you ask.